Wannabe Villain's Special Sex Education (3)
Wannabe Villain's Special Sex Education (3)
Winterer was being released.
...It was unbelievable.
The crime she'd committed was terrorism.
And not just any terrorism—a massive attack targeting the Chairwoman.
Winterer had practically attempted to overthrow the Republic of Korea.
And they were letting her out? Why?
"Was she found innocent or something?"
"No. The detention warrant was simply dismissed. That doesn't erase the crime. For now, she'll be under investigation without detention."
"...A detention warrant can actually be denied?"
"Pfft. You’re surprisingly naive about this sort of thing. Let me teach you."
The Chairwoman chuckled at my question and explained.
A detention warrant.
A document required to hold a criminal in a detention center.
Winterer had been caught in the act and detained immediately, but holding her without a warrant would be illegal.
So the prosecutor assigned to the case immediately filed for a detention warrant.
Article 70 of the Criminal Procedure Act.
The prosecutor argued that the defendant had no fixed residence and posed a flight risk.
"But the judge dismissed it."
"What? Is that Rice Cake judge sane? I’m a villain. Of course I’ll run if you release me...."
"I said I'd put a leash on her and manage her personally, and the judge seemed to accept that."
"......."
The judge’s response, upon hearing that, had been:
Chairwoman Seol Hayeon, you can keep her under control, correct? Yes? Then I leave her in your care.
Warrant denied. Bang, bang.
It was absurd on multiple levels.
"So, Winterer, you’ll be living with me from now on. I’ll keep the Mana-Sealing Restraint on you for the time being."
"...I tried to fucking kill you?"
"I didn’t die, so it’s fine. Just behave yourself from now on."
And what was with the Chairwoman’s absurd magnanimity?
Winterer had tried to kill her the day before yesterday, yet she was inviting her to live together?
Her Sixth Sense had probably told her nothing serious would happen, but...
She really was an impressive old hag. Truly.
"Do I look like some Rice Cake? I’m going to kill you. The moment you show an opening, I’ll tear you apart."
"Hey, hey, Winterer. Don’t say that in front of Haru...."
The very person who'd been pardoned, Winterer, was radiating killing intent.
Judging by the razor edge in her voice, she absolutely meant it.
To which the Chairwoman replied,
"Go ahead and try. But if you fail, it's a hundred spanks."
"Ha. With that kind of childish...."
"I’ll call Haru and Yujin over, strip you bare, and spank you. If you want to give them a good show, go right ahead."
"......You really are a Rice Cake. For real."
The threat of a bare-bottom spanking subdued her.
The Wannabe Villain immediately fell silent.
The way she glared at me, face turning red, was a bonus.
"You perverted Rice Cake bastard. Die."
"That’s unfair. What did I even do?"
"Shut up. Drop dead, Rice Cake. If you want to look at someone, look at Haru."
"Now she's selling out her own sister."
And so another Wannabe Villain in desperate need of corrective education joined the Chairwoman’s household.
* * *
After we left the detention center.
I was a little uneasy at first, but Winterer was surprisingly docile.
"A meal? Ha. You think I'd eat the slop you people serve? Even if I starve to death...."
—Grumble.
"Hmph. I need to eat up so I can kill that old woman, so I'll choke it down. Just this once."
She behaved so well that she didn't cause a single scene even at the Korean restaurant where we stopped for the customary post-release tofu.
Part of that was thanks to the Mana-Sealing Restraint she was wearing, but...
Still, the biggest reason was Haru.
"Sis, the grilled patties are really good. I’ll give you half of mine. A present."
"Eat it yourself. Fattening food like this suits you better."
"You gave me Spam before, sis. This is payback."
"......Haah. I’ll eat it as a special favor, you Rice Cake."
Haru, so happy just to be with her sister, was glued to Winterer's side, passing her meat dishes.
Thanks to that, Winterer quietly started eating.
She devoured the food like someone who'd starved for days.
—Murmur murmur.
"I heard she refused every meal in detention. I was going to borrow your hypnosis if necessary, but she’s doing better than I expected."
"......."
So that was why she was eating so frantically—she really had been starving for days.
No wonder she'd snatched Haru's candy and eaten it earlier.
A sigh escaped me at the Wannabe Villain's foolishness.
"Haah. So what are you going to do with her now? Knowing you, Chairwoman, you won’t simply let her laze around and freeload."
I asked another question.
She'd enter the military once she was sentenced, but...
Until then, she was just an awakener.
And the verdict would take a good month at least.
But would the Chairwoman really leave her alone?
That workaholic granny who couldn't stand seeing talent go to waste?
I stared at her, my gaze saying there was no chance she would leave Winterer idle.
The Chairwoman smirked.
"Don't you know me a little too well?"
"It's obvious. Anyway. What are you going to do?"
"I’m considering it. Letting her roam free makes me uneasy, but personally following her around to supervise seems excessive."
In other words, she had not decided yet.
Well, it made sense. Her ability was undeniable, but she was just as much work to manage.
If they unsealed her right now, who knew what kind of incident she'd cause?
Winterer was troublesome to keep but too valuable to discard.
"Why not let her spend time with Haru until then? She’ll be sent to the military once she’s sentenced. Do you really need to work her already?"
"No. There must be some way to use her. My intuition is telling me so."
We disagreed over what to do with the troublesome asset.
I thought we should discard something with no obvious use.
The Chairwoman thought anything valuable would find a use eventually.
...That sounded exactly like what old people say when they pick up junk off the street.
This is why grandmas, honestly.
'Well, nothing I could do. Sorry, Winterer. That was how things turned out.'
"If that's what the Chairwoman wants."
I didn't bother objecting.
I did want to let her just play around until she enlisted.
She'd been through a lot, after all.
But if the Chairwoman intended to put her to work, what could I do?
All I could do was watch.
I could only watch Winterer, whose future was plainly filled with hardship, with pitying eyes...
—Chew chew. Gulp.
"What're you staring at. Rice Cake."
"......."
'Had I wasted my concern on her?'
She could turn even my pity into irritation.
I wanted to correct her so badly.
* * *
After the meal.
Winterer, for once, was immersed in happiness.
So much so that even her perpetually seething eyes softened into gentle curves.
"Hoo-ah...."
'How long had it been since I had eaten meat? Seriously.'
It was unlike someone whose neurosis was practically a passive skill, but the reaction made perfect sense.
She'd been arrested on Saturday, starved all through Sunday, and had finally eaten her fill.
And she had rarely eaten until full even before that.
In other words, this was the first abundant meal she'd enjoyed in months.
It was only natural that even her deep-rooted neurosis eased up.
—Grab. Murmur murmur.
"Sis, Sis. When we get home, teach me the rest of the slurpy-slurp stuff."
And on top of that, Haru was right beside her. Her own little sister.
She was nothing like the Subject 47 Winterer remembered—nothing like that cold, expressionless doll...
Still, this wasn't bad. It felt as though she'd acquired a slave to wait on her.
Winterer's lips curled up on their own.
'I planned to escape at the first opportunity, but playing along with this nonsense for a while wouldn't be so bad.'
That changed her mind.
She had intended to watch for an opening and escape, but...
Did she really need to act immediately?
Wouldn't it be more villainous to fawn over them and lull them into complacency,
then sink her fangs in at the decisive moment?
That was why she did not resist once on the way to the academy.
The Chairwoman and Haru were both pleased by her behavior.
The Chairwoman found Winterer’s unexpected docility endearing.
Haru, simply because she liked her sister.
"We've arrived. This is where you'll be staying."
"Our home. Sis and I can sleep warm now. Lots of warm water comes out too."
"Hmph. It’s a shabby house for the mighty Winterer, but I’ll tolerate it as a special favor."
"This girl, seriously."
Yujin’s fists trembled as he struggled to contain his surging urge to educate her, but anyway.
Next, Haru and Winterer headed straight for the bathroom.
It was at Haru's forceful request.
"Sis. Let’s go do brusha-brusha now."
"Are you sure you'll be all right? I could help...."
"Grandma, no. I'm going to do brusha-brusha with my sis."
"All right, go ahead. I'll chat with Yujin in the meantime."
"Oh. I actually had something to talk to you about too...."
"Sis. Hurry. Hurry."
"Fine, you Rice Cake."
Winterer followed after Haru without much thought.
Even a villain like her never skipped brushing her teeth.
Without a hint of suspicion.
———Unaware of what was about to happen.
"Ptooey... Hoo. Haru, you can brush your teeth by yourself now. You used to do a sloppy job whenever I didn’t help."
"Learned from Grandma. I'm a brusha-brusha master now."
"Pfft. I see. Well then...."
"And now I'm going to become a smoochy-smoochy master too."
—Grab.
"......?"
Once they'd finished brushing, Haru abruptly grabbed Winterer by the shoulders.
And then...
"Ah. You want me to show you that again? You're so demanding. Fine."
"Wanna practice smoochy-smoochy with Sis. Here. Kissy."
"What? No, wait. What!?"
Pursed lips hovered before her eyes.
Winterer understood what those lips meant and jolted in alarm.
Her little sister was trying to kiss her!
"Wait. I told you this was something people in love did. Why are you trying to do it with me?!"
"Practice."
"Are you out of your mind!!? What kind of filthy...."
"Just did brusha-brusha, so it's clean. No problem at all."
Winterer desperately tried to stop her, but Haru didn't.
It was classic Haru—second to none when it came to sheer initiative.
To Winterer, her sister's boldness was nothing but bewildering.
'Wait. She was serious? She intended to kiss me?'
—Press.
"Sis. Please teach me properly."
"W-wait. Actually, I...."
She was so flustered that she nearly confessed her lie.
There was nothing Haru could learn from me. At best, I could teach her how to make candy last longer.
Winterer tried desperately to stop her, but...
Regrettably, Haru was just a little faster.
—Smack. Slurp.
"......!!!!!!?"
Their lips met almost like a headbutt.
A tongue slipped between the other girl’s lips and pried them apart.
Haru was seeking instruction from a hidden master.
—Schlurp, smack. Schluurp.
The soft sound of saliva echoed in the bathroom.
It was the sound of their tongues becoming thoroughly entangled.
'As expected of Sis. Her tongue was incredibly quick. She was a complete master.'
Haru was simply, innocently admiring her.
Wow. They had said Sis was good with her tongue, and it was true.
It was like they were playing tag with their tongues.
—Schlurrrp. Schluurp, smack.
'This Haru Rice Cake actually did it!!!'
Winterer, meanwhile, was horrified in the purest possible sense.
Kissing her own sister in the name of practice?
Even a villain like me knew that was insane.
She felt as though she was losing her mind.
—Schlurp... schluurp.
'And at my current strength, I couldn't even push her away...!!'
Worse, she couldn't even resist.
A Mana-Sealing Restraint was locked around her ankle.
Right now, she was nothing more than an ordinary person.
Winterer had no choice but to endure the relentless slurping.
Helpless in Haru’s tight embrace.
She tried to avoid Haru’s tongue as much as possible with what little resistance she could offer, but...
It didn't mean much.
No, if anything, it backfired.
Haru mistook it for a secret technique and clung to her even more insistently.
Their practical kissing lesson ultimately lasted a full three minutes.
—Schlurrrp... smack.
"Pwaah! Sis, you’re a total master. You really are the best."
Amid the stretching strands of saliva, Haru's eyes sparkled as she gave a thumbs-up.
Winterer finally regained the freedom of her body.
Of course, her legs had already gone weak from the first kiss of her life.
The moment she was released, she flopped—right onto her butt on the floor.
—Thud.
"Wh-what do you think you’re doing right now?"
She looked up at Haru and tried to demand an explanation.
Moving her saliva-slicked lips.
She meant to say, What do you think you’re doing, you Rice Cake?
But,
"Please keep teaching me from now on too, Sis."
"......From now on too?"
"Yeah. Every day until I become a slurpy-slurp master. Let’s do it whenever we do brusha-brusha."
"Uh, er, uh...?"
Confronted with Haru’s innocence, Winterer could only stammer.
What was this? Was I the only one embarrassed? Was I the strange one?
Naturally, Winterer was the normal one.
* * *
While the two sisters spent such an intensely intimate time together,
"I’ll assign Winterer as your buddy. Take good care of her."
"So you’re planning to work me for free too, you old hag!! This is why...."
"I’m not that old yet, you insolent brat!! Want me to strip and prove it!?"
"Kyaaaaaaah!!! This granny is actually stripping!!!"
Shouting filled the living room.