Chapter 16: Shizuku Feigns Control to Break Fingers, A Scream Pierces the Rainy Realm

“Don’t… Shizuku Sakurai, can’t we talk this out?”

Renyu Saiki stared at the figure now behind her, her mind buzzing, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Panic seized her.

She tried to step away, but her shaky legs couldn’t support her trembling body.

Thud—

She stumbled, crashing onto the cold wooden floor, the impact jarring her hips, a sour pain shooting to her head, tears welling at the corners of her eyes.

“Listen to Teacher, okay? I had my reasons! It’s all my nephew’s fault. You know him—Hideo Saiki. You and Su Buyu met him a few days ago. He made me do this, said he’s got his eye on you, told me to create an opportunity.

He’s got dirt on me. I had no choice! As a teacher, sleeping with my nephew… if that got out, my reputation, my career, it’d all be ruined! Please, Shizuku Sakurai, I know you hate evil. Just treat me like a fart, let me go, okay?”

Renyu Saiki dropped to her knees, hands prostrating, bowing deeply to Shizuku Sakurai.

But even then, her fingers kept snapping restlessly.

She was commanding her hypnotized students to surround and save her.

Would it work in time?

She wasn’t sure.

But it might hold Shizuku Sakurai back, at least keep her from getting beaten too badly, right?

She’d heard of Shizuku Sakurai’s delinquent reputation.

At school, any evildoer faced her like a sword slashing through, swift and direct, stopping them with ruthless force.

Now, having hypnotized the class and hurt Su Buyu…

She didn’t know their connection, but since she’d harmed him, Shizuku Sakurai wouldn’t let her off.

Sigh, take a few punches, and Shizuku would be helpless.

Hypnotizing her was way easier than hypnotizing that monster Su Buyu.

So, a few hits… might be a win?

Let her hit!

Kill the chicken to get the egg—small price!

She closed her eyes, sweat dripping from her forehead, hitting the floor with a quiet echo.

Swallowing her last bit of saliva, fear gripped her, making her body tremble, the cold floor chilling her.

She was afraid.

Afraid of pain, of being hurt.

That fear drove her to control others, ensuring no one could harm her.

Rain battered the windows, harsh winds rattling the frames with a clang.

“…Huh?”

No expected pain.

The footsteps faded, as if ignoring her existence.

She looked up, glancing back.

Shizuku Sakurai was walking toward Su Buyu, steps slow.

Renyu Saiki’s twitching lips curled up, her fearful expression twisting with sudden joy.

She laughed wildly, clawing at her hair in a frenzy.

“…It worked?”

“I did it?”

She stared incredulously at Shizuku Sakurai’s stiff neck, her movements odd, like a puppet on strings.

“Shizuku Sakurai, are you a good kid?”

She asked tentatively, cautious.

This was too sudden.

A powerful fighter, hypnotized by her? Who wouldn’t be thrilled?

But it felt too fantastical.

She tested if Shizuku was truly under her control.

If hypnotized, she’d answer “yes.”

If not, she wouldn’t.

She hoped for a “yes.”

And the brown-haired girl with cherry highlights answered as she wished.

“Yes, I’m a good kid.”

“…Hahaha!! Unbelievable… truly unbelievable, Su Buyu! All your plans will be crushed by me!”

Like a broken doll, Renyu Saiki laughed maniacally, her eyes narrowing into sharp scythes, staring at Su Buyu’s stunned gaze, finding it hilarious.

“How’s that? How’s it feel, Su Buyu? Dreaming Shizuku Sakurai would wake up and save you?”

She crawled toward him, pinching his silent lips, her glee surpassing any physical thrill.

No… how could physical pleasure compare to this joy?

That was mere fleshly delight, but now, her spirit was fulfilled!

The satisfaction of crushing an enemy’s hope!

“Come on, Su Buyu, even your most trusted ally is mine! How’s that feel? Does your chest feel hollow? No sadness left?”

She mocked loudly, knowing his struggles were futile, his limbs restrained by her puppets.

And now, Shizuku Sakurai reached for him.

“Oh~ my dear good kid, don’t rush. Come, let Teacher hold your arm, let’s seize this victory’s joy together.”

Renyu Saiki grabbed Shizuku Sakurai’s wrist, guiding it toward Su Buyu’s lower body.

Right on target.

“What… you… you bastard, do it yourself, don’t use Shizuku Sakurai!”

Su Buyu tried to twist away, but the hypnotized students pinned him, stopping his resistance.

“So what? You shy about her? Don’t tell me… You like her? Hahaha~ Liking a violent girl? No way!”

She gripped Shizuku Sakurai’s wrist hard, fingers digging into her porcelain skin, leaving red marks.

But Su Buyu sneered, glaring at Renyu Saiki’s crazed eyes, retorting.

“You’re judging? What gives you the right? To me, Shizuku Sakurai’s way better than a shameless pig like you posing as a teacher!”

“Hmph! Still talking tough? Once I make Shizuku Sakurai grab your lifeline, let’s see if your mouth or your ‘brother’ is harder!”

Defiant even now!

Renyu Saiki couldn’t wait to see what he was hiding down there!

In the rainy night, she didn’t care.

She urged Shizuku Sakurai to rub him through his pants.

Again and again! Over and over!

She’d see how long he’d last!

But a chill from her palm made her glance at Shizuku Sakurai’s fingers.

“Huh?”

She stared at the crimson, blinking dumbly, frozen.

…Her blood?

No… she felt no pain… whose blood was it?

No way!

Renyu Saiki realized, goosebumps rising.

She tried to pull her hand free, but it was trapped in an invisible vice, unyielding.

The force spread from her wrist, cold and hard, locking her thumb and middle finger like a sturdy chain.

“Wait… Shizuku Sakurai… we…”

She forced a smile, voice trembling, trying to soften the oppressive force.

But looking up, she met amber eyes, cold as an abyss.

That gaze, sharp and unyielding, seemed to tear through the air, piercing the rain, stabbing her heart.

Shizuku Sakurai’s eyes held no waver.

Her fingers tightened, joints clicking faintly, as if declaring an irreversible fate.

Crack—

A crisp snap came with searing pain. Renyu Saiki’s fingers were wrenched backward, joints twisting, her pupils shrinking, face paling instantly.

“Break your fingers, and you can’t hypnotize anymore, right?”

Shizuku Sakurai’s voice was low and cold, each word squeezed through her teeth with cruel calmness.

Her gaze stayed locked on Renyu Saiki’s face, as if confirming every ounce of pain, every shred of fear.

The air grew heavy with silence.

Then, a gut-wrenching scream erupted from Renyu Saiki’s throat.

Her fingers hung limp, like broken branches, pain tearing through her nerves.