Chapter 7: Unexpected

“Good… Very good.” 

Kanzaki Yoruha’s voice was terrifyingly hoarse as she released the pressure.

Sensing the weight disappear from her back, Su Ruanruan—hands still bound behind her—wriggled across the carpet like a caterpillar out of water, desperately arching her body forward in an attempt to crawl toward the door.

However, she didn’t even manage to move half a meter.

A cold hand easily grabbed her slender ankle.

“Ah—!”

Su Ruanruan let out a startled cry as Kanzaki Yoruha dragged her back mercilessly across the carpet like a sack.

Kanzaki Yoruha grabbed a handful of Su Ruanruan’s hair and forcefully flipped her over.

Those black eyes were now surging with a terrifyingly thick possessiveness.

“Since I can’t have your heart no matter what, I’ll just take your body first.”

Kanzaki Yoruha’s fingertips rubbed Su Ruanruan’s pale, fragile cheek with overwhelming pressure, her tone icy.

Hearing these words, Su Ruanruan’s blood instantly ran cold.

“You… Have you gone mad!” 

Su Ruanruan shrank back in terror, tears welling up in her eyes. 

Her voice trembled with an unmistakable sob. 

“Calm down! A forced melon isn’t sweet! And what you’re doing is illegal!”

“Heh…”

Kanzaki Yoruha let out an extremely cold chuckle.

She grabbed Su Ruanruan’s slender waist and lifted her entire body effortlessly, like picking up a helpless kitten.

“A forced melon isn’t sweet…” 

Kanzaki Yoruha slowly leaned in, her warm breath brushing against Su Ruanruan’s tear-stained face. Her tone turned playful. 

“But it does quench thirst.”

The moment she finished speaking, Kanzaki Yoruha exerted force and threw Su Ruanruan hard onto the large, soft bed in the basement!

“Mmph—!”

Su Ruanruan felt the world spin as her body sank heavily into the soft bedding.

Before she could struggle to get up, Kanzaki Yoruha had already climbed on top of her, mercilessly sealing her lips with a kiss.

Su Ruanruan widened her eyes in horror and shook her head desperately, but her pitiful strength was completely useless.

It took a full half minute before Kanzaki Yoruha finally pulled away, breathing slightly heavily.

Su Ruanruan’s lips were now swollen and split. 

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and large tears rolled down her cheeks as she began to cry audibly.

However, Kanzaki Yoruha’s actions didn’t stop.

Her dark eyes stared fixedly at the crying girl beneath her. 

She slowly sat up straight, and right in front of Su Ruanruan, she used her well-defined fingers to unbutton her uniform one by one.

Her jacket was casually tossed to the floor. 

The collar of her white shirt opened, revealing her delicate, cold-white collarbones.

“No… Please don’t…” 

Watching Kanzaki Yoruha’s movements, Su Ruanruan completely broke down. 

Red-eyed, she desperately scooted toward the corner of the bed, sobbing heartbreakingly.

Just as Kanzaki Yoruha’s fingers hooked onto the hem of Su Ruanruan’s dirty uniform skirt, ready to tear away her final line of defense—

Click.

The sound of the front door unlocking came from the entrance on the first floor.

Immediately after, an energetic voice with powerful penetrance echoed throughout the entire duplex apartment: “Yoruha dear—! Aunt Louise is here to deliver your clean clothes! Are you home—?”

The movement of Kanzaki Yoruha, who was on top of Su Ruanruan and undressing, suddenly froze.

Kanzaki Yoruha quickly got off Su Ruanruan.

She buttoned up her shirt at lightning speed, then pressed down on the still-sobbing Su Ruanruan. 

She yanked off the white knee-high sock from Su Ruanruan’s ankle and roughly stuffed it into her mouth.

Then she took out a magic-patterned restraint tie and click-click bound her feet together.

Without wasting a single word, Kanzaki Yoruha folded the red-eyed, crying Su Ruanruan up like an object, stuffed her back into the large black suitcase, zip pulled the zipper shut, and pushed it deep into the hidden wardrobe in the basement.

Click. 

The wardrobe door closed.

***

After adjusting her breathing and splashing cold water on her face, Kanzaki Yoruha went up to the first-floor living room.

On the sofa in the living room sat a woman with a great figure, strange horns, and a tail.

She was wearing an extremely form-fitting black-and-white maid outfit. 

Her long, fair legs were crossed, and two pitch-black dragon horns sat atop her head.

This was the Kanzaki family’s exclusive Dragon Maid Witch—Louise.

“Yoruha~ Come here, come here.” Louise smiled and waved at her.

Kanzaki Yoruha walked over and sat down on the nearby single sofa—though her walking posture showed a hint of unnatural stiffness.

Louise reached out and habitually ruffled her hair.

“Your mother really… Even after so many years of marriage, she’s still acting like a newlywed, dragging Little Orange around on vacations everywhere.Auntie’s been so bored at home she’s about to grow mushrooms.”

Louise grumbled coquettishly while picking up a strawberry-flavored macaron from the tray on the coffee table with a silver fork and bringing it directly to Kanzaki Yoruha’s mouth.

Kanzaki Yoruha frowned slightly but still obediently opened her mouth and took a bite.

At that moment, Louise spoke.

“Hey, Yoruha.”

“…Mm.”

“You seem a bit off today, huh?”

Kanzaki Yoruha swallowed the cake in her mouth, her gaze fixed on the table. 

“…I don’t talk much any day.”

Louise giggled charmingly. 

“That’s true—” 

But her laughter only lasted half a second before her golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly. 

“But today feels a little different.”

She turned sideways, resting her chin on her fingertips, her alluring figure leaning forward as she looked Kanzaki Yoruha up and down. 

“Hmm… Where exactly is it different…”

Cold sweat began to seep down Kanzaki Yoruha’s back.

She tried to change the subject, stiffly reaching out her hand. 

“Aunt Louise, would you like another macaron—”

Before she could finish, Louise suddenly reached out and gently pinched her chin.

The action still looked gentle, and the smile remained on her face, but—the strength in her fingertips had changed.

“Yoruha, look at Auntie.”

Kanzaki Yoruha instantly froze in place. Her pupils trembled slightly.

Louise smiled as she observed her for a full three seconds before finally releasing her hand in satisfaction.

“What are you hiding? Tell Louise-chan~”

Kanzaki Yoruha’s throat felt dry and her voice was tight. 

“…Nothing. Really, nothing.”

Louise sighed and lazily leaned back into the sofa, crossing her long legs in a different position.

“Yoruha, you know you’ve never been good at lying since you were little—”

Realizing she couldn’t fool her, Kanzaki Yoruha bit her lip, reached into her pocket, and took out a photo, handing it over.

It was a photo of her mother, Kanzaki Chiaki, sleeping in the arms of her mom, Tachibana Chiaki.

In the photo, the “Black Witch” was curled up completely defenseless.

Since she had the petite, adorable, expressionless black-haired loli physique to begin with, a strand of glistening drool even hung from the corner of her mouth while she slept.

Louise casually took the phone.

The moment she saw the screen—

Splurt!

The sexy and alluring Dragon Maid Witch directly covered her nose, which was gushing with a nosebleed, letting out an extremely perverted, lovestruck gasp: “Uwaah—! Lady Chiaki! Drooling Lady Chiaki! She’s just too cute!!!”

Taking advantage of her freak-out, Kanzaki Yoruha tried to slip away. 

“Then I’ll head back to my room first—”

“Wait.” 

Louise suddenly grabbed Kanzaki Yoruha’s wrist. 

After wiping her nosebleed, an embarrassed blush crept across her face as her eyes darted around wildly. 

“Um… Yoruha, how did you know Auntie likes your mother?”

Kanzaki Yoruha looked at her expressionlessly. 

“…You really didn’t know?”