Chapter 49: This Humiliation… Is Actually So Pleasurable~

“Kanon, what are you planning to do?”

Though he already had a rough idea of what was coming, Arisugawa Yuu still couldn’t help but ask the question.

In this, humanity truly revealed its complexity.

But now wasn’t the time to ponder what kind of creature humans really were. If he didn’t come up with a good solution soon, he’d be “punished” by his own sister.

Before Arisugawa Yuu could think of a way out, Kanzuki Kanon casually pinched his chin, leaned in close, and whispered with warm breath: “Brother, of course I want to.”

Arisugawa Yuu’s face darkened. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Hahaha~” Kanzuki Kanon gave a sultry laugh. “Kanon knows that’s not what brother meant. But brother… do you even understand what *punishment* means?”

Arisugawa Yuu twitched his lips. “Kanon, things like this should respect both parties’ wills. One-sided force doesn’t last.”

Hearing this, Kanzuki Kanon’s smile turned disturbing.

She gently stroked his Adam’s apple, then blew warm breath onto his face, her voice sweet and teasing: “If it doesn’t go against brother’s will, if it doesn’t make brother feel uncomfortable… can it really be called punishment?”

Her sweet breath washed over him. Arisugawa Yuu instinctively closed his eyes.

Though he hated to admit it, with the girl’s endless allure before his eyes, her sweet scent filling his nose, and her body heat against his neck—the triple assault was too much for a teenage boy’s sensitive body. He felt himself reacting despite his resistance.

This contradiction—*saying no with his mouth, but yes with his body*—carried a humiliating irony, like a girl being forced against her will.

And this exact reaction—his “mouth says no, body says yes”—excited Kanzuki Kanon, who had been watching him closely.

*Haa… this feeling… is actually so pleasurable.*

Pretending to be a good girl was so boring. Nothing beat the thrill of taking by force.

Still, she sighed inwardly. As satisfying as it was, she had to be careful. If Arisugawa Yuu resisted too much—if he even thought of biting his tongue or dying together with her—she’d have to keep up the act for now.

She couldn’t use force directly yet. She needed a *reason* to punish him.

And what better excuse than *jealousy*?

As long as she played the obedient girl on the surface, she could use jealousy as an excuse to reveal her true nature, slowly breaking down Arisugawa Yuu’s defenses.

Kanzuki Kanon believed that with a few more “punishments” like this, Arisugawa Yuu would eventually grow used to it.

Once he accepted being forced, once he stopped threatening suicide… turning him into her shape, even her imprisoned pet, wouldn’t be impossible.

Just imagining that future made her unconsciously press her long legs together.

*Ugh… why am I suddenly so sweaty? This dampness is so uncomfortable.*

Snapping back to reality, before Arisugawa Yuu could respond, Kanzuki Kanon suddenly pinned him down, straddling him, then leaned in and whispered into his ear: “Brother, why aren’t you speaking? Is it because you have nothing to say?”

“……”

Too close!!!

Arisugawa Yuu couldn’t speak. Because Kanzuki Kanon was so tall, in this terrible position, his mouth and nose were completely buried in her overwhelming softness.

Even worse, since his body was immobilized, he couldn’t struggle at all.

Feeling his breathing grow harder, a terrifying thought crossed his mind—*Could I actually suffocate to death like this?*

No, no, no! If he died like this, there’d be no more pathetic transmigrator in history.

Wait—could he channel spiritual energy into the fox talisman and mentally call for help from Miyamizu Rin in time?

But then he’d be socially destroyed.

*At this point, who cares about dignity? Staying alive is more important!*

So… so tired… so hard to breathe…

As oxygen deprivation weakened his mind, Arisugawa Yuu finally resolved to call for help—

Then, Kanzuki Kanon released him.

After letting him go, seeing his face flushed from lack of oxygen, the girl suddenly acted as if she’d just noticed, bursting into tears: “Waaah, brother, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! Waaah, I’m so sorry!”

Gasping for air, finally easing the oxygen deprivation, Arisugawa Yuu said bitterly: “Kanon, you almost suffocated me to death.”

“Brother, I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean to! I didn’t know my chest was *this* big that it could cause this effect! Waaah, I thought you weren’t speaking because you felt guilty for being wrong!”

She glanced at her own impressive cleavage, looking genuinely remorseful.

Though Arisugawa Yuu didn’t fully believe her—surely she’d done it on purpose—her logic was sound, and her expression was so sincere it was hard to argue.

In this situation, instead of blaming her, it was better to cut his losses and regain her trust to escape.

Arisugawa Yuu sighed, putting on a “pained” expression: “Kanon, it’s over now, and nothing serious happened. I won’t hold it against you. Honestly, I admit I’ve been rejecting you partly because of Miyamizu-senpai, but mostly because it’s all too sudden. I can’t accept it yet. But Kanon, believe me—any boy with eyes would fall for someone as beautiful as you. Just give me a little more time, and I *will* come to love you.”

Hearing this, Kanzuki Kanon’s delicate face showed a mix of happiness and anxious doubt: “Is that true? Brother isn’t lying to me, right?”

Seeing an opening, Arisugawa Yuu pressed his advantage, putting on his most sincere expression: “Kanon, believe me. I’m not lying.”

“Brother, I want to believe you… but I’ve done so many awful things to you. How can you say you’ll still like me later? I can’t believe it.”

*You know you’re awful?* He wanted to retort—but held back, continuing gently: “Don’t worry, Kanon. I’ve forgiven you. As long as you don’t act like before, how could I ever dislike such a cute girl?”

This time, the girl finally seemed reassured: “Okay… since brother says I’m pretty and cute, if you can give me proof, then Kanon will *fully* believe you.”

*Damn it, does she have to be this difficult?*

Arisugawa Yuu felt like screaming. He had an overwhelming urge to pin Kanzuki Kanon to the sofa and spank her senseless.

But anger aside, he knew better than to ruin everything over a moment of rage.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he asked calmly: “What kind of proof does Kanon want?”

“It’s simple.” Kanzuki Kanon puffed her chest proudly, grinning slyly. “Brother says I’m beautiful, right? I read in a book that boys don’t feel repulsed by the bodies of girls they like. So if brother can prove he *likes* my body… then Kanon will believe you.”

Arisugawa Yuu: “???”

Ignoring his stunned expression, Kanzuki Kanon continued with a teasing smile: “Brother should know what kind of proof I mean… no need for me to spell it out.”

“……”