"Prank? What is that?" She tilted her head.
"A Prank," I whispered frantically, "is when you do something funny to someone."
"Someone? Do you mean you have done something to someone right now?" She turned her head toward the door. "Is there any customer of yours who comes this time?"
I looked up and tried to avoid her gaze. "Uhhh… It's not a customer…."
"DARYA!" Chistera's voice shrieked from the hallway, vibrating with manic energy. "I know you are in there! The maiden can join the fun too…"
"Join?" Orla asked.
Orla's nightgown in my eyes and Chistera's moan in my ears were a bad combination for my mind.
"This is so thrilling, Darya…" Chistrea's voice echoed in the hallway, sending shivers down my spine. "I imagine your hopeless and cute face in there, eyes wide with fear and anticipation. How about you just be honest with yourself, your mind must be thrilled to have me." Suddenly, her whisper just passed the door and went to my ear. "Just be obedient and be a good boy."
My mind was spinning…
"Who is she?" Orla asked.
"Uhhh…" I swallowed. "She is…Chistera."
Her face suddenly paled. "Chistera?"
"Yes," I admitted.
"So why is she chasing you?"
"Because my silly mistake…"
"Your silly mistake?"
"Yes, I put a lot of coffee or shots in her drink… It made her so much more energised."
"Come on! Darya, open the door…." Chistera's voice from the outside. "Or do I need to give you a countdown to make you thrill…"
Orla's eyes widened in shock. "You poisoned her?" she gasped.
Seems the same.
I nodded.
"So what will she do to her?"
"Ahhh!" I paused. How do I tell her? "She will do something to me, that…" I looked up. "You know, she wants to… ravage me."
Orla's face somehow went paler. "Ravage?" she whispered, her hand trembling on the bedsheet. "You mean… she intends to feast on your flesh? To tear you limb from limb? What had you done?"
"No! Not that kind of ravage!" I hissed. "You know… Do you know the rumours about her?"
She shook her head.
Come on!
"So, the rumour is… the reason… why Lilith banished her… because… she is a pervert," I said. "However, she is always the sub one…now she is on the other side."
Orla blinked. "You mean… she intends to… mate with you? Forcefully?
"I CAN HEAR YOU!" Chistera's voice shrieked from the hallway, sounding less like a monster and more like a delirious pervert. "AND YES! BUT I PREFER THE TERM 'AGGRESSIVE SNUGGLING'! DARYA, I JUST WANT TO SNUGGLE YOU."
"There, you can hear for yourself, her voice…" I said to Orla.
Orla looked at the door, then at me, her expression shifting from fear to a weird kind of pity mixed with horror. "She is going to… break you," she whispered.
"AND I AM DONE WAITING! I WANT TO SEE IF YOU CRUNCH, DARYA!"
"Crunch?" Orla paled further.
"COUNTDOWN, MY TOY!" Chistera yelled, vibrating the door hinges. "THREE!"
"Get back!" I warned Orla, grabbing her arm and pulling her away from the doorframe.
"TWO!"
"ONE!"
"ZERO! HERE I COME, MY TOY!
CRANK
The entire second floor shook violently. It wasn't the sound of the door flying off its hinges. It was the sickening, heavy thud of a body being slammed into the ground with the weight of a mountain.
The manic screaming cut off instantly.
Silence, heavy and absolute, fell over the hallway.
Orla stared at the door, waiting for it to burst open. But nothing happened. There was only a low, strained wheeze coming from the gap at the bottom of the door.
"~…Ahhh…~"
It wasn't a scream of pain. It was a breathless, choked sound that sounded suspiciously like… satisfaction.
I leaned against the wall, exhaling a breath. "Safe."
Orla looked at me. "Safe?" she whispered. "What… was that sound? Did she… die?"
"No," I said, walking over to the door with newfound confidence. "She just got what she wanted… Sort of."
I unlocked the door and pulled it open.
There, in the hallway, lay the Vampire Lord Chistera. She was face-down, limbs spread-eagled, plastered to the ground. Her red hair was pressed flat against the wood, and her clothes looked like they were painted onto her skin. She was vibrating, but now only because she was struggling to lift her pinky finger.
She rolled her red eyes up to look at me, the only part of her body she could currently move. Her face was flushed, her tongue lolling out slightly.
"…Heavy…" she sputtered. "… You… finally… crushed… me… finally… you… play… with… me…"
I crouched down to see her face, and her face seemed to be enjoying this…
Seeing her face, her expression was a mix of pain and pleasure, a twisted grin playing on her lips; she couldn't control her body. I felt a sensation in my spine. Play her.
I gently reached out to touch her hair…
"You say you want to play rough with me…" I could see the desire in her eyes, a fire burning within her despite her immobility. I leaned closer, my voice dropping to a cold, mocking whisper. "You called me a toy, Chis. You said you wanted to play with me. But look at you now; who is now the one who becomes the toy?"
"…Yes…" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "…I am… the toy…"
"So you mean, you want to be played?"
"…Please…" she gasped, her eyes rolling back slightly as she tried to lean into my touch.
"Well said… The first play is how long you endure it… As you can see, now, it has already passed midnight… I will not deactivate the skill… You will have this sensation, the gentle touch of mine, pressing your body until dawn…"
"…Dawn…" she breathed. Her eyes rolled back, glossing over with a terrifying mix of caffeine-fuelled mania and absolute submission. "…You would… keep me… pressed… all night?"
I leaned in, and I put my mouth beside her ear. "~Ah~ is that hard? You just need to be obedient; is that hard?"
"…Hard… no… I will… obey… it…"
"Good…" I caressed her cheek. "You know, rug, become it… Keep silent; don't say anything until I say so…" I leaned my face close to stare at her golden eyes closely. "Can you do that for me?"
"…I… Ca—"
"I told you not to say anything until I say so…" I grabbed her chin firmly. "Remember, silence is your only option now."
Her mouth snapped shut with an audible click. Her lips pressed together so tightly they turned white, sealing the sound inside her throat. She stared up at me, her eyes wide, glassy and swimming with a delirious look.
She was fully committed to being a rug.
I held her gaze for a few seconds longer, then released her chin and stood up slowly. I wiped my hand on her hair, looking down at her.
"Good…"
I stood up and turned around to face Orla.
AH! She saw everything… How embarrassed…
I quickly composed myself, putting on a nonchalant expression as I walked over to Orla. "Well, that went smoothly," I said with a forced laugh, hoping to divert her attention away from what had just happened.
"What had just happened?" Orla asked.
I walked toward her, but as I took one step, she took one step back.
"Why are you stepping back?" I asked, stopping.
"Because…" Orla swallowed hard, her eyes darting between me and Chis on the floor. "… Because for a moment, you did not look like usual, a human. You looked like… something else."
"Not human? And something else?"
"A predator," she whispered. "You looked at a Calamity of a demon, and somehow you looked at her like she was… an unruly pet. And then you made her agree with you and silence her."
She gripped the fabric of her nightgown tighter.
"Darya… simply killing a monster is a feat of strength. But breaking a monster's mind until it thanks you? That is… terrifying."
Not gonna lie, even I think what I had done is beyond the line.
"Well, you know Orla; she is the problem here. She is out of control and tries to prey on me…" I said.
"Is that face really the one who preyed on you?" She pointed at Chis's face, with a look of absolute, blissful contentment written across her face.
Ah…That's just the face of a pervert.
"Look, she has… complicated needs…"
"Is humiliation one of her needs?"
Ah…
"Well, that phase is me, out of control… I don't know what came over me. It's like I was possessed by some dark force… It's like a demon trying to possess me…" I looked at Chis. "Maybe she was using some sort of mind control…"
"But this place skill is activated. How did she do it if you can't use magic in here?"
My eyes went everywhere as I tried to find the answer. "Before I activated it again, she maybe done it at that time. Do you remember, after Arum left, the skill was still deactivated?"
"Yes, I remember that."
"Ah, as I had summoned her from the ring, she may have used some mind control on me. See, she really wanted my own body. However, she forgot that she…" I glared at Chis with cold, and my tone became low. "He loves to be humiliated."
I turned my gaze to Orla and transformed my face from cold to confused. "See! As I look at or see her face, suddenly there is a malice inside my mind…" I stared at Orla fiercely and acted dumb. "She must have used mind control on me."
Orla gazed at me, her hand still gripping her nightgown. She looked at my face, which I was trying very hard to make look innocent and a victim of Chistera, who was currently letting out a soft purr against the floor.
"Mind control…" She repeated slowly, her voice laced with scepticism. "You are saying that this Vampire Lord used high-level mental magic to force you to dominate her?"
I nodded. "Exactly!" I exclaimed, massaging my temples as if fighting this magic. "It's a… a reverse-psychology curse! It forces the victim to become a… a tyrant to the individual! It's terrifying, really. Ah, I feel so… used."
"…Used," Orla said, looking down at Chis, who was practically glowing with happiness. "She seems to be the one being used. And enjoying it."
"It makes everyone confused! Look, Orla, I'm just a victim here."
Orla stared at me for a long, silent moment. I saw her face; she clearly didn't believe a single word I was saying, but she also clearly didn't have the mental energy to argue with me, who could flatten Chis as it was past midnight.
"…Right," she finally sighed, her shoulders slumping. "I am going to sleep… In the morning, I want to ask you some questions regarding the book you had given me…"
"Okay…" I replied, feeling relieved that she wasn't pressing the issue further.
She closed the door, and immediately I could hear the lock's sound.
Now…I wanted to sleep as well.
Before I went downstairs, I kicked Chis for everything that had just happened, or maybe it was my own fault for the ten-shot drink.
I went to the shoe area, and just went to sleep immediately. While Chis was on the ground and enjoying it.