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I'm The Son Of Lucifer 04
🕑 Added 2024-07-22 19:32:30 +0000 UTC"P-punishment time!?" Yukino scrambled to get up, quite clearly scared.
Fuyuki slowly began walking towards her, a smile on his face. "Nothing that would hurt you of course... I'm not a barbarian." He raised a hand to his chin, trying to seem like he was deep in thought. "No, that isn't right, it's more like I just can't hurt one of my cute girlfriends. Abuse is no joke."
He then shifted his gaze to the knife at the floor. "Even if some people don't think that, isn't that right Yumiko?" Much like with Yukino, he immediately started adressing her by her first name. "I mean, we haven't even introduced ourselves yet, and you're already getting violent."
She grit her teeth... and then also gazed at the knife. "Sorry." Oh? It seemed her failed assassination attempt had done something to her spirit. "I won't do it again." Or she was just faking being submissive in front of him...
Which was still great. If someone faked something for long enough, it could become real eventually.
Fuyuki shrugged. "Don't worry, it's no big deal. I forgive you, since you're my favorite... Do you know who isn't my favorite anymore though?" Complete silence. "This is your cue, Yukino."
The girl looked down. "I... I'm not your favorite anymore..."
Fuyuki nodded. "That's right! You were a naughty girl who told Yumiko about the water bottle, even though I told you that you weren't supposed to do that." The girl shivered, she hadn't realized what she was being punished for until now.
He continued. "Don't worry though, the gap isn't that big yet since Yumiko is full of tsun and lacking in dere." Alas, his insult went unnoticed by the anti-otaku. "But you shouldn't let the gap increase too much. I might dump you."
Yukino trembled.
Yumiko muttered to herself. "How did he know...?" She would definitely start looking for hidden cameras from now on.
She would also avoid using that bathroom... Though she was already planning on doing that anyways. This place didn't have water, so that was quickly going to become something disgusting.
Fuyuki laughed. "So, now we can go onto the punishment... Since I clearly can't trust my own girlfriends, I will be confiscating a few items. The water bottle is a given, but I will also be taking the knives... and your guy's school bags. Can't trust Yumiko with a pen, she might hurt someone's eye with that."
Yukino squirmed. "Is... is that it...?" This wasn't too bad. Sure, losing the water bottle sucked, but... but...
But she was expecting to get raped for betraying him. This was much, much better.
Fuyuki gasped exaggeratedly. "Is that it!? You know you need water to survive right!? You know if you don't get enough water you die in three to five days right!? And it's a pretty horrible death too, by the end you can't even cry!"
Yumiko clicked her tongue, and interjected. "You know what she's referring too, asshole! Don't try to act coy!" Oh, it seemed she had regained her courage after enough time had passed. She really was fiery.
Or alternatively, she lost enough of her temper that her mask cracked.
Fuyuki looked down. "I really don't know what you're talking about..." He needed her to say it.
And thankfully she did. "We are talking about sexual assault! Don't act as if you didn't kidnap us to get freaky, you bastard!" Wow, she had some lungs on her! Fuyuki was glad he lived in the rare Japanese house with thick walls.
He used to hate it, because he knew exactly why his parents wanted something like this, but it was useful now at least!
Fuyuki casually waved her off. "Oh, you don't need to worry about that. I'm a good boyfriend, if a girl says no I stop immediately even if she's dating me." He hummed. "Even though that's apparently pretty rare. Isn't it weird how Japanese porn loves girls screaming no even when it's consensual?"
Yukino let out a sigh of relief. "No comment on how our culture handles pornography." Oh? Did she just... answer that like a friend?
She sure was starving for some friendly contact, wasn't she?
Which is why he had to make this punishment light. He didn't want her to lose this type of attitude after all.
He walked over to Yukino. "Enough jokes. It's time for your grisly punishment. Like Yumiko said, just confiscating things isn't enough." It was almost funny how the blonde girl looked like she wanted to die right now.
And he could bet Yukino wasn't feeling especially grateful towards her either. She closed her eyes due to fear, but her expression definitely had the faint traces of anger.
He slowly crept over towards Yukino's ear and whispered. "You're so mean, you're a meanie. I felt really bad when you betrayed my trust ya know?" Her eyes snapped wide open. "Why did you treat your boyfriend like that Yukino? Even though I care about you so much..."
The girl took a step back, clearly shocked. "W-what are you even saying!?" Her mind was undoubtedly pretty confused right now.
Fuyuki tried his best to look sad. "Ah, I'm sorry for giving such cruel punishment, but it is what it is." And then he completely shifted his expression to happiness. "Huh? Don't tell me you were expecting me to give you a good ol' kiss or something!? That's more like a reward, right?"
He hummed. "But if you're that desperate for it... I did mention work the other day right? If you do what I ask of you, then I can give you a kiss!" As one would expect, she didn't look interested at all, and neither did Yumiko. "Or food. Or water." And then that quickly changed.
Yumiko probably wasn't particularly thirsty or hungry right now, but Yukino was certainly famished. He was pretty sure if he said she should imitate a pig and start oinking she would do it.
Still, she wasn't brave enough to ask what he wanted, so she could only look away.
But Yumiko was certainly brave enough to ask for her. "Work huh? What exactly do you want then?" It was clear she was expecting something super degrading and perverted.
And she was right, though he would tone the perversion down for now. "Nothing crazy. For now all I want is to hear a embarassed, I like you, from both of you!" He didn't even ask them to say I love you!
He could see Yukino gathering courage to do what he had asked. She was hungry. She was tired. She wanted food. And it's not like this meant anything anyways, right? Weren't people supposed to cooperate with their kidnappers until they got rescued?
Alas, Yumiko was too fiery. "Like hell! Though at least I'm glad to see you admit this is work!" Contrary to Yukino, she was almost completely fresh. She was hungry sure, but her stomact wasn't in pain.
She had acted just like he had expected. "Oh, geez... I'm just trying to be sweet." He shrugged. "Welp, a relationship cannot just be take and take. It's give and take... So sadly I can't give away food right now."
Yukino's stomach growled, it was cute. "I... I'm not like her!" Even Yumiko seemed shocked. "I-I like you, Fujiwara, so ple—."
He stopped her. "I'm glad you do, however I did say you both had to do it, and Yumiko didn't cooperate. So for now the offer is off the table." She seemed so sad at his quick answer that he almost wanted to order her take out.
But he couldn't. Hunger was his ally. "Honestly... Maybe I could still give you some food though? I feel bad for my special princess." Her eyes lit up. "Though last time I gave you an advantage, you spit on my face. So maybe not." And then her eyes lost their light.
Yumiko walked over to him, and to his shock, grabbed him by the collar. "You fucking asshole, stop that!" The queen bee protects her subjects.
He raised an eyebrow. "Why are you mad at me? I didn't do anything." He looked away. "Ah, this is scary... help please...!" Naturally Yukino didn't move a finger, and Yumiko didn't release him.
So he casually swatted her hand away. "Honestly, you two are the worst girlfriends ever... But I can see everybody's mood is pretty horrible right now, so I'll give you two some time to think about your actions by leaving... after I confiscate those naughty items."
Of course, confiscating wasn't the only thing he did. He also broke Yumiko's cellphone while inside the room... He didn't need her signal to show up on his room. That could have been pretty disastrous. Whille he was doing that, the blonde girl even tried to escape by running towards the open door.
Naturally her body hit a invisible Satan and she was stopped. Fuyuki didn't even adress the issue.
Things were going really well. "Oh, and next time I come see you two, a new job offer might be available. The economy is tough nowadays, but keep your hopes up!"
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"Ugh, getting rid of these is going to be a pain." He threw the school bags inside of his wardrobe. "Maybe it's better to keep them here, my mom never cleans my room anyways." Which meants nobody was going to learn about them.
Having such evidence could also be useful in the future if he desired to misdirect the police, he could for example, plant it in someone's else house. It was a pretty risky maneuver with not a lot to gain though.
Satan hummed. "That explains why this place is a mess." Oi. "Leaving that aside, are you sure being that mean to those girls was the right maneuver? One of them already did try to stab you." That's why he had to be mean.
He waved the eyeball off. "It's alright. I established what I wanted to establish." He made Yukino start disliking Yumiko, he made Yukino start coveting a position as best girl, and the best part was the punishment...
It may have seen super light, because the girls were going to focus on him calling her mean, but taking the water bottle really was going to be hellish soon. It would make them afraid of disobeying him, while also letting him come out of the situation like the best dude ever... as far as kidnappers went at least.
He smiled. "Besides, first comes the stick, next time I'll give them the carrot. Except that carrot is gonna take a long, long time to grow before it can be gifted."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means I won't be seeing them for a few days."
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Fuyuki was experiencing something he never thought he was going to experience.
He was being interrogated by a detective. "So young man, can I ask if you knew either of them?" The detective asked with a smile, he definitely wasn't treating Fuyuki like a criminal.
Mostly because he thought Fuyuki was just a normal high school boy, and because the principal was watching him. Fuyuki hadn't been hand-picked for this after all, they were calling every single student from his class one by one.
The same thing was probably happening to the people from Yukino's class... What a lot of effort for two girls. It probably had to do with the fact that Yukino was rich, and that Yumiko definitely came from a decent family too.
Fuyuki tried his best to smile back, but it was difficult. "I didn't really personally know either of them." His heart felt like it was about to explode. Any misstep could get him imprisoned after all.
And the detective could see his nervousness... but that should be fine. It would be weirder if he wasn't nervous. Even if he was a high school boy, he was stil being interrogated, so being anxious was to be expected even of a innocent.
He continued. "But I did know about them." He had spent an agonizing amount of time secretly staring at Yumiko, if nothing else.
The detective raised an eyebrow. "Do you mind elaborating on that?"
Fuyuki nodded. "They were pretty popular... among guys, I mean, but maybe girls too." This poor detective had undoubtedly heard this tons of times today. "Because... you know..." He avoided the principal's stare with a blush. "They were pretty and stuff. Also, everyone knows Yukinoshita comes from a rich family."
The detective chuckled. "I see. Well, no need to blush young man, I had popular girls in my school too!" Fuyuki doubted he had kidnapped them though. Unless he was dealing with a fellow soon-to-be demon!?
He tilted his head. "Popularity aside... did you see them doing anything strange recently...? Maybe talking with a suspicious person?" Ah, this poor guy.
There had to be so many possibilities to consider when it came to the disappearances of two high school girls. They could have been kidnapped, trafficked, killed, or maybe they had simply run away from home. It must be quite the overwhelming case to solve.
Fuyuki shrugged. "Not really... sorry." He did think about throwing someone under the bus, but there was no need. That had really high chances of fucking him over.
"It's alright, don't worry." Got it. This kidnapper would completely forget about this. "Now go back to class and call your next classmate, please... Oh, and take care on the way home. Don't get cocky just because only girls have gone missing."
The detective had nothing to worry about! Fuyuki wasn't gay, so he wouldn't target himself!
The principal suddenly interjected. "Don't mess around before going home either. Clubs will be close, so go home immediately once school is over." Jokes on him.
Fuyuki was part of the go home club already!
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"Well, isn't that sad..." As Fuyuki readied himself to go home, he saw a fellow cyclist looking way to depressed. "Well, he is her friend..." Yukino would certain feel happy about how her friends were worrying about her.
Leaving that aside though, should he approach him? There wasn't much to gain besides maybe learning something or another about Yukino, but he was clearly so sad that it was making him feel sad too.
In the end, Fuyuki decided to go help his fellow loner. "Yo Hikigaya."
The young man suddenly stopped on his tracks, awkwardly looking back at him. "Ah... Yo, Fujiwara." The two of them knew each other. More or less.
Fuyuki wouldn't go as far as saying they were friends, but since they were both the most unpopular kids of their class, and they both liked the same things, they ended up gravitating to eacj other.
He sighed. "You look... pretty bad, man. The reasons for it are obvious though, so I'm just gonna skip that part, and give you some completely analytical loner logic."
Hikigaya's eye twitched. "So you know about Yukinoshita? Not surprising. That said, please don't take my loner title, stay with your delinquent one." Why did he have the deliquent title!?
Probably because of all the school skipping... "Sorry, but I can have two titles." Just like he had two girlfriends. "Anyways, Yukinoshita will be showing up again sooner or later. She's a rich girl, so they will probably be asking for a ramson, instead of selling her to China or something."
Hikigaya hummed. "Hum, that is probably true. What about Miura though? She isn't rich like Yukinoshita."
Fuyuki shrugged. "You don't know that. Have you seem how pampered she is? It wouldn't surprise me if she came from a rich family too. Also, her disappearing near the time Yukinoshita did does not necessarily mean the cases are connected. She's totally the type to run away."
Hikigaya chuckled. "She isn't. That girl feels way too much responsibility to her loved ones, like a worried mother." Interesting... "Honestly, Yukinoshita is more likely to have run away. Though you are right about the cases not being necessarily connected."
He smiled. "Honestly, this doesn't really feel like some cold loner's logic." True enough.
Fuyuki pat his shoulder. "That's because I'm actually trying to comfort you by being as weird as you normally are." And it probably wasn't working. "Seriously, I'm sure Yukinoshita will be safe." He wasn't lying.
He didn't plan on keeping her locked up forever after all, this was all just temporary. Once her mind broke and she fell in love with Fuyuki, she could come back to school and all buddy-buddy with this poor loner.
Hikigaya's eyes widened. "Ah... Thank you, Fujiwara." He had spent all day comforting Yuigahama, so he hadn't been expecting this from a fellow student.
Well, his teacher had comforted him, but she was his teacher and that was kind of her job. It also didn't help that she looked even worse than him, and was smoking a thousand cigarettes per second due to stress.
"No worr—." Before he could finish, a new voice cut him off.
"Senpai...!" A cute girl who Fuyuki did not realize was running towards them.
Hikigaya immediately began muttering to himself. "Hey, isn't the rainbow supposed to come after the storm? Isn't this reversed?" Well, that wasn't a good sign. Though then again, Hikigaya probably considered most people to be the storm.
Fuyuki sighed. "Should I escape...?"
"Please do not. You are my shield so that she leaves me alone." Ah.
The girl finally reached them, now up close, Fuyuki could see that she was actually quite cute. "Hey Senpai, I wanted to talk with you for a bit." If Hikigaya didn't want to talk with her even though she was cute, she must have been quite the monster. Dangerous.
Hikigaya nodded. "Okay, spit it out." This was definitely the part where he was supposed to find some private place to talk with the girl, but as he had said, Fuyuki was his shield.
She awkwardly glanced at Fuyuki. "Um... I think we should talk alone. It's about Yukinoshita-Senpai..." She had come here to comfort the poor fish-eyed man as well. And much like Fuyuki, she most likely would have been horrible as well.
Fuyuki gave them a little wave. "Right. Then this is my cue to leave..." He wanted to go home and see if he could already awaken any powers!
However, his escape wouldn't be that easy. "Hold it, I legimately won't survive without you." Was this Kouhai really that scary, or were Hikigaya's virgin powers just that strong!?
Her eye twitched. "Hey Senpai, you know I came here to comfort you? Shouldn't you be all happy, so that I can proceed to reject you for comedic effect?" What kind of romcom where they living in!?
Hikigaya raised an eyebrow. "So you admit it's all a big joke?"
She refused to answer. "Anyways I should probably introduce myself since it seems Senpai will be keeping his buddy around. I'm Iroha Isshiki, a first year. It's nice to meet you!" Since she didn't recognize Fuyuki, she was already assuming he was some poor unpopular guy.
As one would expect from a friend of her surprisingly reliable Senpai.
Fuyuki gave her a peace sign. "I'm a second year. Fuyuki Fujiwara."
Her eyes suddenly widened. "Wait, is that you big brother!?" The air quite quickly became awkward, with only Iroha seemingly unbothered.
Hikigaya immediately glared at his supposed fellow loner. "Oi. Explain immediately." Was he about to witness some anime backstory here!? In that case he wasn't ready! He was still trying to process the fact that his friend had gone missing, thank you very much!
However, Fuyuki seemed just as shocked as him. "Hey, don't look at me. I don't get it either." Iroha Isshiki... The name didn't seem familiar to him at all.
She pouted. "Hey, don't tell me you don't remember me!" He really didn't. "We used to walk together to school all the time, remember!? You would take my by the hand and everything." Ah, now that she said it...
Fuyuki tilted his head. "Oh yeah, my bad, I forgot." He had some vague memories of it. Mostly about her being an annoying little shit.
Hikigaya looked as if he had suddenly learned the Earth had the shape of a triangle. "You forgot...? How did you forget something like that?" And for once Iroha was on his side.
The soon to be demon could only shrug in response. "I don't know. I had plenty of childhood friends, so it's hard to keep track of them. A young person's memory is messy." He hadn't always been a loner.
Back when he was a kid he was actually pretty popular, and he could have probably continued being so in high school if he put in a decent amount of effort, but he didn't. So in the end that popularity ended up fading away.
He wasn't someone charismatic or pretty enough to become popular just be existing, sadly. And he preferred playing video games over chatting with a bunch of people, so... really, his fate was sealed from the start.
Hikigaya nodded. "Okay, that makes sense. However, you have officially lost the loner title, sorry." Oh no, his most precious possession...!
Iroha huffed. "And you're gonna lose the big brother title too, if you keep acting like that! How did you even forget about me!?" She tended to make a pretty big impression on people. Even if sometimes it was a negative one.
Fuyuki awkwardly scratched his cheek. "I just explained why..." It seemed that wasn't getting him any favors though.
Hikigaya interjected. "How did you two even meet...? And then split up?" Well, now that he thought about it, he didn't know much about his sly kouhai in general. Besides the fact that she would one day rules the world.
Iroha smiled. "We met because our parents were good friends... And then we stopped meeting because that friendship ended up dying out." She still didn't know what had caused that to this day, but she supposed sometimes things like that just happened.
Hikigaya nodded. "I see... I was expecting something more crazy, if I'm being honest." That was probably his anime rotted by light novels talking. "Ah. Now I'm feeling bad for this never-loner, to think someone could have such a rotten litt—."
Iroha stepped on his foot.
Hikigaya got the message.
She smiled at her childhood friend. "So big brother, how about relieving the past and taking me back home with Senpai? The school did say girls shouldn't go home alone if possible..."
Fuyuki hesitantly nodded. "Sure. I don't mind." It would take sometime, and it wasn't like he was about to target Iroha, but if this made her feel better then it was a worthwhile effort. "Just let me get my bike first." He had ran here to talk with Hikigaya, leaving it behind.
"Of course, big brother..." And so Fuyuki left.
As soon as he did, Iroha's stepped on Hikigaya's feet once again. "Make me look back in front of big brother and you're dead meat, got it mister surprisingly reliable Senpai?"
"Got it. Just like with Hayama." Iroha was scary as usual.
