Chapter 27: The Cage of Despair

Being treated like cargo made me deeply uncomfortable.

But describing that discomfort was hard to put into words.

“Unable to sense the world around me, only hearing and seeing… I’m practically a vegetable!” a certain personality teased.

“Alright, just leave him here. From today onward, this washroom is off-limits to you.” Tiffany finished speaking and pulled Xi away from my side.

“Huh? When did she get next to me?”

Suddenly, the female rogue cast a spell. A metal fence shot up from the ground, sealing off the washroom completely.

“Mew? Mew?”

I had no idea what this meant! Why was I locked in a cage?

“Hey? Master, how can you be like this? Ah~” Xi cried out again.

“Hmph. So don’t even think about touching him!” With that, the two left my sight.

But even after they left, I still couldn’t move.

“Argh! Why can’t I move yet!”

I was like a wooden dummy, lying stupidly on the bed, waiting for time to end, waiting for my death…

“Tch, death? More like a ruined life.”

“Leave me alone! Wuwuwu! Stop messing with me!”

“Ah! Why! Why! I just died and got screwed by my teammates! And now I’m in this damn place!”

“My poor ass!”

“Motherfucker!”

“What the hell… Ah!”

“Eeeeek! Wah!”

My brain was trembling! I didn’t even know what I was saying anymore!

And so, I remained stiff as a board until the next day.

I had two humiliating memories of being fed—and I didn’t even know what I was eating.

(I have to admit, the washroom wasn’t that cold.)

At some point, the crystal lights in the hallway flickered on. I guessed it was evening.

A male demon in a white suit appeared before me from who knows where or when.

All I knew was that when I opened my eyes, he was already there.

He looked quite human… except for his black skin laced with crimson cracks…

And at some point, the iron fence had vanished.

“He’s a virgin, Lord Viscount. Please go easy on him.” The female rogue provided commentary from the side.

“Tch, virgin… Virgin my ass! Just say it! Ah! Heaven, no! Don’t!”

“I’m a guy! I’ve never even had a girlfriend! Am I going to lose my virginity in this world?!”

“Ah! f*ck!”

“Mm—good.” His voice carried a pervy uncle vibe, nothing like the white-haired butler!

“Mm my ass! Good your sister! I’m a man! Are you gay?”

But I could only think it, not say it.

My body was still hypnotized—I was so done!

And so, in that puppet-like state, this uncle took me away!

In sheer panic, I didn’t know how it happened, but I was brought to an incredibly luxurious room.

Everywhere were dazzling lights, and that pink double bed I wanted to kick and smash into pieces.

“Just a moment ago I was in the whorehouse district, and now I’m in a room?”

Then came the thing I dreaded most.

I was… serviced.

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!

When I woke again and opened my sleepy eyes, I found myself lying on stone tiles that were still somewhat warm.

Water was rushing above my head.

I felt my body was extremely sticky.

So I immediately sat up, only to see myself covered in a milky yellow viscous liquid.

(My clothes were gone too. Why the f*ck was I naked again?) Suddenly, I recalled the previous night—the experience that was worse than death.

A wave of physical disgust and self-loathing made me retch.

“Blargh!” I scrambled to the basin and vomited heavily.

“Blaaargh—” Chunk after chunk of milky yellow liquid churned up from my stomach.

It washed away with the water…

But even so, I felt nauseous. The fishy stench in my mouth wouldn’t go away.

I opened my mouth, tilted my head back, and kept drinking the clear water from the faucet, then spat it out again.

I repeated this countless times until I saw stars.

Finally, I just lay down under the stream, letting the water wash over me endlessly.

Washing this body that was covered in demon cum…

“f*ck!” I cursed, utterly exhausted.

Then a feeling of diarrhea came over me too.

I started crapping—or rather, ejaculating…

“This isn’t real! This isn’t real!”

I bit my lip in shame, tears brimming in my eyes.

“My ass…”

“Why… do I have to suffer like this…” As I thought, tears uncontrollably streamed down again.

“Wuwuwu…” I cried softly.

Slap. I struck the water surface, letting the cold spring wash my body.

I cried for a long, long time… no one came to console me…

“Stop crying. No one will care even if you cry more,” that certain personality said in my mind.

I didn’t want to think at all anymore…

My heart was so tired…

Why did I, who had always tried hard to live, have to suffer this?

I studied hard, handled relationships well, was filial to my parents—I did it all!

Sure, I fought occasionally… but I never seriously injured anyone…

Why did I deserve this?

Shouldn’t I be enjoying a happy university life right now? Why?

Because I kept rinsing, my body soon felt cold.

So, still crying, I walked to the bed (a platform) and lay down on it, soaking wet.

I stared blankly at the iron fence.

“The sound of water in the washroom, the playfulness in the next room, the fragrance in the air, and this clean room…”

“Apart from this cold iron fence, my living conditions have improved.”

“But my treatment has gotten worse…”

I collapsed on the bed, repeatedly thinking back to everything I had encountered since arriving in this world.

“Ah… despair…”

My tears ran dry.

Just then, Xi approached, wearing a transparent undergarment and carrying a tray.

Her face was flushed and full of pity.

Needless to say, she pitied me…

She slid the tray through the opening at the bottom of the fence.

“I’m really sorry, but it’s the master’s orders. Ehehe.” Xi forced a bitter smile and quickly ran off.

I got out of bed, walked over, and picked up the tray. On the left was a set of lace clothes—clearly women’s attire.

On the right was a glass containing a pale yellow…

“Heh…” Tears, which I thought had dried up, began to well up again.

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