Chapter 6: This Is Love
"My stomach's growling…"
The beautiful girl's willpower was surprisingly strong. She quickly pulled herself together and broke the heavy silence in the room.
Takumi nodded. "Yeah, I've got cup noodles here. Want some?"
The girl frowned. "Eating that stuff all the time is bad for your body. I can make bentos, you know? Why don't you let me cook for you? Do you have ingredients here? If not, we can just go to a nearby konbini. Please?"
"Nope. Cup noodles are the ultimate delicacy."
"…"
Completely no common ground when it came to food with this guy. The beautiful girl sighed and tried again.
"…Seriously, where even is this place? Just tell me. I'm chained up like this anyway—I can't escape. Not knowing where I am is driving me crazy with anxiety."
Takumi stayed silent.
She refused to give up. "Fine, if cooking's out, then I want dessert. There's no convenience store nearby? I'll pay for it."
"Don't worry about money. I've got it."
"Then go buy some already! You can't even satisfy such a basic request from a girl? You're gonna be single forever like this."
Takumi grinned. "I'll buy it for you once you become my girlfriend."
"…"
"That's so unfair! You pervert—let me go!"
Her patience finally snapped. She started struggling again, the shackles clanking loudly. Takumi noticed her wrists were already red and raw from pulling, but she didn't seem to care—she just thrashed wildly.
He felt both heartache and helplessness. "Hey, calm down a little. Relax."
"If you want me to relax, take these shackles off! I won't run away—I swear. Please… don't keep me hanging on this wall."
"Sorry. Can't do that."
Truth was, even though Takumi had entered this galgame world, he barely knew anything about it. He had no idea where the keys to the shackles even were. His honest answer only made her angrier—she practically lunged forward like she wanted to bite him.
Unfortunately, the chains were only about fifty centimeters long and anchored low, barely a meter off the ground. She could sit or crawl like a dog, but standing up or jumping at him? Impossible. The more she strained, the harder the metal bit into her soft skin, turning it red and purple. She winced in pain and shrank back.
Even though she looked wild and furious… that very desperation only stirred something dark and pleasurable inside Takumi. A strange joy bubbled up.
A sadistic switch flipped on somewhere deep inside.
"You really shouldn't be so hard on yourself, you know. Right now… you belong to me."
He noticed a tube of ointment on the table—something for treating wounds. Takumi picked it up and slowly walked toward her.
The girl panicked. "Don't come closer! Get away!"
"I'm just gonna put medicine on you. Such a beautiful body… I'd hate to see it get hurt."
He felt himself slipping deeper into character. Smiling, he continued,
"You can't calm down because that immature sense of shame is messing with your head. Let me help you get rid of it."
"W-What are you going to do?!"
Takumi stepped closer. She kicked wildly in panic, but he easily caught and pinned her legs.
"Your legs have no strength at all. After years of training under that tyrant little sister, I could block a black-belt taekwondo kick barehanded."
He held her legs firmly, grinning. The girl's voice trembled in terror.
"What are you… No…!"
That classic Japanese "Nooo!" hit Takumi like a lightning bolt of stimulation. His conscience twinged a little, but his hands kept moving—slowly forcing her thighs apart.
She squeezed them together desperately, convinced this pervert had finally run out of patience and was about to assault her for real. She fought with everything she had.
But honestly… arms can't beat thighs. Especially not a beautiful girl's thighs.
Still, Takumi wasn't aiming down there.
He suddenly shifted his grip upward—grabbed the front of her white blouse and yanked hard.
Buttons popped off like tiny fireworks.
The white bra underneath was revealed, and those lively D-cup rabbits bounced free, full of energy.
Gulp.
Takumi swallowed hard.
The girl shrieked and immediately slammed her forehead forward in a desperate headbutt.
Caught completely off guard, Takumi stumbled backward and crashed to the floor.
"Owowow…"
It took him a while to get up. The girl curled into a ball, staring at him in sheer terror. She wanted to cover herself, but with her hands bound, all she could do was pull her knees up in a weak attempt at modesty.
"…Calm now? I'll put medicine on your wrists first. If you injure yourself again, I'll take off another piece of your clothing."
She nodded frantically, tears shining in her eyes.
Takumi let out a relieved breath. This was his first time forcibly undressing a girl. The pressure was real.
He ignored her for a moment, poured himself a cup of water, gulped it down, then poured another. He walked over.
"Want some?"
"No."
"Really? Weren't you thirsty? Ohhh, are you scared of indirect kissing? So unexpectedly pure. Still a virgin, huh?"
Her face turned beet red.
"That's none of your business! If you actually violate me… I'll bash my head against the wall and die right in front of you!"
"Hah. Go ahead. In your current situation, it's pretty hard to actually kill yourself that way. Wanna try biting your tongue? I hear that doesn't work either."
She went silent.
Even though she was imprisoned and her future looked bleak… she didn't want to die. Biting her tongue sounded horrifying.
Takumi approached again.
"If you won't drink, I'll feed you. And if you refuse… I'll strip you naked."
She nodded fearfully.
Takumi sighed in relief. But then an idea hit him.
He took a sip of water himself, gently lifted her chin with his right index finger… and kissed her.
He "fed" her the water mouth-to-mouth.
She struggled, eyes wide, muffled whimpers escaping. Takumi slipped his tongue in, teasing her small tongue. Clear liquid—whether water or saliva—dripped slowly from the corner of their joined lips and fell to the floor.
In the dim light, the entire scene was impossibly erotic.
"…Good, right?"
After a full minute, he finally released the almost-suffocating girl.
He was in an incredibly good mood.
Because he felt it—information flowing from the demonic mark on his forehead.
Ten points of magical power gained.
First stage of bodily fluid exchange complete.
He'd been worried she might bite his tongue, but thankfully not.
"By the way… that was my first kiss. They say first kisses are sweet like honey. And wow, they weren't lying."
"Ugh… you pervert… you bastard… die… why would you do that…"
"This is me taking care of you. Don't you get it?"
Takumi declared it proudly. Toward 2D beautiful girls, he was overflowing with love.
The girl didn't even have the strength to yell anymore. She just whispered weakly,
"I don't understand… Being locked up, unable to move, forced into dirty things… what kind of 'love' is that?"
"If I courted you like a normal boyfriend, would you accept me?"
"That's…"
"Exactly. So this is the only way. This… is love."