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Chapter 32

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I seriously couldn’t understand why he would make his own girlfriend do something like that. The way he explained it like it had nothing to do with him scared me.

People in this world use women like tools as if it’s a matter of course, and there are piles of things you have to endure here just for being a girl.

Me and this other world don’t get along at all. Everything about it just pisses me off.

“...I’ll trade places with her, so will you let Shequraso come home?”

I took Mr. Bisque’s hand.

I sent him my body heat in the hopes that he had a heart.

Mr. Bisque looked down at my hands. It was after a long silence, for him, that he said, “Sure...if you’re offering.”

He counted off three days on his fingers until they would go to the front.

“If you’ll keep us company for those three days, then I’ll make it so Shequraso can leave. I promise. But before that...”

He restacked the 100 rubers and put his other hand over mine.

“If I’m going to introduce you, I’m going to need to know you better.”

*

I got to see Shequraso outside the barracks.

She was wearing the same clothes as when she had left, her hair was a mess, and she even had marks on her face from being hit.

“...Haru...?”

She ran over to me unsteadily, then clung to me, and I used all my strength to support and caress her.

“You’re all right now.”

You’re all right. I said it over and over as I pet her.

I hugged her and told her she did a good job hanging in there, that she could go home now. I consoled her for as long as it took her to calm down.

After going speechless as I was taken into the barracks in her place, she screamed, “No! Haru, don’t!”

I didn’t turn around. I shut down all my emotions and faced forward.

“Wait! I can still do it. Go back, Haru! Please, Mr. Bisque. Please let Haru go home! I’ll stay!”

Shequraso.

I love the way you sing.

Sing for people who will truly listen.

*

In the back of the barracks, there was a room for disciplining soldiers, and I was told that would be my room.

“Sorry for the poor accommodations.” Mr. Bisque shrugged. He didn’t seem very sorry at all. “The room Shequraso was using is in no condition to be used at the moment.”

This scum. Imagining the things she must have had done to her made me furious.

Then I imagined the things that were going to be done to me and shivered.

But it was okay. I would be fine.

I was going to uphold the contract instead of Shequraso and protect the shop.

I would show them.

*

It’s only scary because you think it’s scary. It’s only rough because you think it’s rough. It’s only gross because you think it’s gross.

Shut down your emotions one by one. Doing that will make your body feel like just a tool.

Mr. Bisque taught me that.

“I guess she’s a replacement for that other girl. Supposedly she volunteered!”

“Aw, I’m gonna cry. So girls have such a thing as friendship, too?”

Soldiers pumped their hips on top of me.

Soldiers made me the butt of their jokes.

“Nah, that can’t be. It’s that cash money, man.”

“I heard the orange chick was super pissed at her, like, ‘Don’t steal all my work!’”

“Must be great to not have all the juicy jobs monopolized, ’ey?”

Keeping track of what number guy I was on got ridiculous, so I quit. They would throng into my room in broad daylight and start fucking me. Like, Don’t you assholes have work to do?

“Well, ain’t she a peach!”

“Oh, Dekasquad Commander Subaya.”

A man with a goatee showed up in the afternoon and looked down at me, licking his lips.

“Still a teenager? The younger the better, when it comes to women.”

He lifted up my legs and spread them. Inspecting everything, he smirked.

“Nice legs. Seems like she could run fast.”

He licked my calves.

I thought it was gross, but I shut down my emotions and let him do what he wanted.

“Young ladies are great. Their bodies respond so quickly.”

The guy pumping away inside me was also uncommonly fast, and it started to hurt.

But I was fine. He could spank me and I’d still be fine.

I’ve been a sex worker for so long. All my customers are like this.

My work had just begun.

Even on the second day, the soldiers started coming in the morning.

I dunno if they were on night watch or what, but some had barged in in the middle of the night, so I had barely gotten any sleep. When I dozed off while they were doing me, I got hit.

And honestly, it put me to sleep. After 24 hours of boring sex for ejaculation purposes only, I was over it.

For food, I got the same as the soldiers. I was allowed to use the toilet and the shower.

But at all other times I was just constantly being fucked. Now and then a sadist showed up to beat me.

If this went on for too long even Shequraso, with her long career as a sex worker, would go crazy.

Couldn’t we do this in shifts? I wondered, but when I really thought about it, I remembered that even the shady massage parlors of this world have rules—dispatch services are completely prohibited.

That’s why dates outside the shop are called a “courtesy” of the girls, and why the ones who go to a customer’s room to fuck tell people it’s free love.

In other words, the army is breaking the rules. And that’s why they say it’s a “comfort visit” or whatever.

At that point, something else worried me.

Will I really be allowed to go home?

“Of course, when the duration of your agreement is over you’ll be sent back to the brothel,” Mr. Bisque said with a smile during sex.

He had a long, hard cock.

“You’re cute though, Haru, so I wish you’d stay forever.”

He touched my skin with care. That kind-at-a-glance smile and his practiced caresses.

He had sex with girls from a fuck house as if they were his lovers.

“I liked you from the first time I saw you. Want to go somewhere sometime, just the two of us?”

This guy is just bonkers. What could I even say?

I have no allies here.

*

“...Oh, this one.”

Hectosquad Commander Buffness stroked his mustache and looked down at me where I lay on the floor, drenched in male bodily fluids.

“You’ve got some respectable guts. That’s quite something for a woman.”

He took off his jacket and handed it to a subordinate, then undid his belt.

It was that darkly gleaming ogre cock, the one that abused Lupe before.

“Get on all fours,” he ordered as he showed it to me. “I’m going to sleep with the same girl as all of you. We’re family!”

“Oh, Commander!” The soldiers saluted, moved by Commander Buffness’s kind words.

The idiots.

“Woman.” He grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled them apart. “Relax. It’ll rip if you resist.”

He was spreading a weird spot. Er, he was spreading my anus.

“Wait a second...!”

I never heard I’d have to take it there.

Uh no, I wouldn’t be down even if I’d heard about it.

“Ah, ahhhh!”

My body felt like it was coming apart. I could feel my organs being shoved upward.

“Family”? What are you talking about? You’re doing anal as if it’s a business-class ticket just for you.

His grinding on my intestines made it hard to breathe. I started sweating in a weird way.

He smacked my butt with his belt and raped me like he was breaking a horse.

“O-Oww! That hurts!”

“Ha—you’re a woman, aren’t you? How about you make those screams sexier?”

“It hurrrrts!”

The hectosquad commander got even more carried away raping and beating me.

And his unit stood around watching.

How stupid. They’re all just stupid.

I shut down my emotions and bided my time.

I considered myself a doll and let the hundred soldiers do whatever they wanted.

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