Chapter 11: Ferachio
Nao was still crying when she sensed someone approaching.
The moment she looked up and saw Takumi, a storm of complicated emotions swirled in her eyes—relief mixed with disgust, joy tangled with fear.
This dimension had synced with real-world time.
While Takumi had only been gone for a morning outside, for the girl locked in this sealed room it felt like an eternity.
Being confined in an enclosed space, not knowing where you are, not knowing what time it is… it's exactly the kind of torture people whisper about in horror stories. The legendary "small dark room."
Even a trained soldier would break after forty-eight hours.
For Nao, who had only endured a few hours… it was already pushing her dangerously close to the edge.
She had a strong will, sure.
But even so, being left alone in silence and darkness had almost driven her insane.
She had actually started wishing for that pervert to come back—even if he said unreasonable things, even if he touched her inappropriately… anything was better than this crushing isolation.
And the moment that thought crossed her mind—
Takumi really appeared.
Joy.
Shock.
Hatred.
All of it crashed together inside her chest.
"You're crying?"
Takumi pulled out a tissue, intending to wipe her tears.
Nao immediately screamed,
"Don't touch me with your filthy hands!"
Her voice echoed sharply in the sealed room.
Takumi saw how worked up she was and actually smiled.
(Oh… she's finally reaching her limit.)
If she had kept acting calm and calculating escape plans like before, it would have been more troublesome.
Looks like leaving her alone for a few hours was the right call.
He didn't want to go too far and completely shatter her mind—ruin her from both body and soul like some hardcore guro play.
That would be no fun at all.
"Calm down. I haven't actually done anything that cruel to you, you know."
"Isn't this cruel enough?! Locking me up, humiliating me—you unreasonable pervert!"
"Hey, don't say that. Despite how I look, I'm actually very gentle with beautiful women.
I'm a good big brother… and in the future, I'll be a good lover too. You could at least give me a chance."
"Never! If I accepted someone like you—a criminal, a pervert—so easily, wouldn't that make me the stupid one?!"
"Sigh… I really do like you, though."
"Like? You just want to do dirty things to me!"
"Wow, saying it like that makes me want to argue back~"
"What's there to argue?! Pervert! Sadist! Stop talking! I don't want to hear your voice!"
"But if I don't talk, how can we continue?"
"I don't want to continue at all!"
Takumi chuckled and finally went quiet.
Only the sound of their breathing filled the small room.
After a long silence… Nao couldn't hold back anymore.
"…Can you take this off? I don't have any strength left to run."
"No strength?"
Takumi smiled. "I brought food. Your favorite snacks too.
I got fruit juice. See? I'm actually pretty good to you."
"If you were really good to me… you would let me go. Please…"
"Hmm. Actually, while I was away these past few hours, I seriously considered whether I should release you."
He paused. "Unfortunately… I just can't do it."
"That's what you call 'seriously considering'?!
Help! Somebody! Anyone!"
She screamed with all her might even though she knew it was useless.
After only a few shouts, she started coughing violently.
Takumi calmly handed her a bottle of orange juice with pulp, twisted off the cap, and said,
"Drink a little. Oh—and if you don't drink, I'll have to feed you myself, okay?"
Nao had no choice but to take a few reluctant sips.
After hours without water, plus all the fear… she was terribly dehydrated.
Only after drinking quite a bit did she stop, then glare at him.
"Fine… let's say you like me.
Then what exactly do you like about me?"
"Hmm… everything."
"Everything? What do you even know about me?"
"I know you're very beautiful."
"..."
"That's it? Just my appearance? There are tons of pretty girls—why me?"
"Because I think you're the most beautiful."
"..."
The moment she heard those words, not even a flicker of happiness appeared on her face.
While she stayed silent, Takumi walked over to the table.
"Want some snacks?"
"No!"
"Aww… then later you might not have any energy left~"
He picked up a small pink object from the table.
A mini version of a vibrator—the infamous electric jumping egg.
He flicked the switch.
Bzzzzz…
It buzzed and danced in his palm.
"Do you know what this is, Nao-chan?"
At first Nao looked confused.
Then realization hit.
Her face instantly paled.
"W-what are you going to do?!"
"You hate me touching you, right? So I'll let this guy do it instead.
Honestly, it would be a shame if your first time went to a toy like this, though…"
"D-don't do anything weird!"
"I don't think it's weird at all.
You should prepare yourself.
Being locked up here isn't just for sightseeing.
I originally planned to slowly build a relationship, make you accept me naturally… but there's this saying, right?
'Get on the train first, buy the ticket later.'"
Takumi gave a sleazy grin and walked closer.
The buzzing egg in his hand seemed to whisper:
This big gun is already starving~
Finally Nao couldn't keep up the strong front anymore.
She burst into loud sobs.
Takumi gently lifted her chin.
"You have two choices right now.
One: resist, make me angry, and end up losing your virginity to the toy in my hand.
Two: beg me sweetly, make me soften up. I won't do it today… but I'll leave this room for a few days.
You'll be left alone here with the darkness and silence… until you come crying to accept me."
Nao shuddered violently.
Neither option was acceptable.
Especially the first one—if she got tied up for several more days she really would lose her mind.
In the end… she could only look at him in surrender.
Takumi smiled gently.
"So… you're willing to accept me now?"
Nao could only nod.
She didn't even have the strength to cry properly anymore.
Takumi let out a small breath of relief.
This was his first time playing the role of a forceful captor—he actually felt quite a lot of pressure too.
But after experiencing the various perks this dimension offered… he had no choice.
And the game "Kankin Shoujo [re:union]" had pulled him into this world.
He had to follow the rules.
If it were another adult anime, he could slowly build a real connection, make the girl fall for him willingly, achieve true unity of body and soul.
That would definitely be more interesting.
But… even though this forceful method was thrilling, his conscience felt like a sharp triangle—until it gets worn down completely, the corners keep stabbing his heart.
"Do you still want to go home? Be honest."
After a long hesitation… Nao nodded.
"I want to go back.
I disappeared right after tennis practice.
My family must be worried sick.
I want to take a bath… eat a proper meal… finish reading that magazine I left open…"
Takumi smiled.
"Very honest.
If you do one thing for me—other than going home right now—you can have a bath, meals, magazines, anything you want here.
And if you completely accept me… if you truly swear with all your heart to never leave me…
I might even let you go home someday."
"Really?"
"Of course it's 'real.'
But the price… is your virginity."
Nao hesitated again.
After a long moment… she slowly nodded.
In modern Japan, attitudes toward romance and sexuality have been shaped more by a blend of traditional values and strong Western influences than by strict puritanical ideals.
The extreme notion of completely suppressing human desires in favor of rigid moral principles never became deeply rooted in everyday Japanese culture.
Instead, especially after the postwar period, Western concepts of individual freedom and personal choice had a major impact on how people view relationships and sex.
While it's not full-on "sexual revolution" excess, there's generally a culture of sexual freedom: as long as it's consensual, there's no universal expectation that a person—especially a woman—must remain a virgin until marriage or for the sake of a future spouse.
Of course, values vary greatly from person to person.
Plenty of girls still place high importance on chastity and choose to wait, while others see it as a personal decision rather than an absolute moral requirement.
But Takumi was the possessive type.
If Nao became his woman, there was no way he could tolerate her sleeping around later.
So he smiled sweetly.
"Not only will you lose your virginity to me… from now on, you'll have to protect it for me too. If you ever let anyone else touch you… I'm capable of doing anything, you know~ Anyway, enough talk. Show me a little sincerity first. Give me a nice fellatio."
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