In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 81-82

Chapter 81: Hugging is Violence

“Come a little closer, it’s okay if we touch…”

He said this while pulling me closer by my waist.

“Hyau.”

I let out a strange sound.

My belly, and the important parts of a girl, were pressed against him. Inside, I felt a sharp longing, wanting to get pregnant just from this.

“Um, doesn’t it hurt?”

Even though this part should be sensitive for men too, why am I the only one feeling this way?

To distract myself, I asked a meaningless question.

“It’s fine as long as it’s not pushed in a weird direction.”

He answered sincerely.

I see, it’s surprisingly flexible.

I was a bit impressed.

But honestly, I couldn’t think about anything else.

My belly ached with longing. Even though he wasn’t inside, it felt like he was.

I couldn’t stop feeling sweet pleasure.

I realized how different a real man could be—gentle, strong, warm, and so pleasant.

I had seen men before, but never someone as wonderful as Hisui-san. If he’s the real deal, then the men I’ve met before were just trash or something.

If it’s with him, I would give everything and even want to have his children. In my dazed state, these thoughts crossed my mind.

I used to think conveniently about marriage and registering, but I had never thought this concretely.

Unconsciously, I pressed and rubbed against him, wanting more, tightening my grip as I hugged him.

Such a sweet moment felt both very long and too short.

Suddenly, Hisui-san’s hands loosened, but I had no strength left. I folded my knees as if collapsing, but he gently hugged me again, and I saw him kiss my forehead as my vision slowly faded.

It was such a happy time.

With overwhelming satisfaction, I lost consciousness.

“Isn’t this a bit too much?”

Somewhere far away, I heard a small, sly girl’s voice with a bitter smile.

Indeed, it seemed emotionally and in other ways quite terrible, I thought in my hazy mind.

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Chapter 82: Strategy Meeting Continued, Accessories

“What should we do about Hachikuma’s ring?”

“Hm?”

Yata-chan pulled out a box with neatly arranged accessories from a drawer in the safe.

“Um, this should be her size. Probably, if she keeps wearing the ring, she’ll either break the stone with one hit or bend the metal…”

She handed over the accessories casually, making it sound dangerous.

This time, it was a jade bracelet.

“Hm? It’ll break if pressure is applied, and it’ll get in the way when it matters. Considering her job, this isn’t ideal, right?”

Yata-chan tilted her head in thought. I mirrored her.

“So, maybe this one?”

This time, it was a regular jade ring.

“And this comes with it, right?”

It was a thin chain made of white metal.

“Like this, and like this, right?”

She threaded the chain through the ring, making a gesture as if putting it around her neck.

“That does seem practical.”

Wearing it all the time would indeed be too much.

“If you don’t intend to let go of her, this could work too, right?”

This time, she brought out a small box. When she opened it, something less decorative but more assertive appeared.

“She doesn’t have her ears pierced, right? You’ll need to set this until she does.”

It was a small, transparent jade earring. Imagining the pain of putting it on, I winced.

“Asking the person you love to wear this is quite romantic for a woman, you know?”

She smiled slyly, pleased with her advantage.

“I don’t really like pain, so let’s go with the ring and chain.”

I decided on the ring and chain.

“Well, that should be enough for Hachikuma.”

“And mine is this, right?”

Still smiling slyly, she pointed to the earring from earlier.

I couldn’t help but grimace.

“It’s not for just anyone. If it feels heavy to you, that’s all the better.”

Though she was smiling, her eyes were serious.

“As long as you remain who you are now, it’ll be a good shackle, right?”

It seemed there was no escape. I swallowed nervously.

“Well, it’s harsh to do it right away, so let’s save it for later.”

It wasn’t an empty promise; she was serious.

“And what about the price and everything?”

“I’ll calculate the increased sales thanks to you and give you pocket money instead of a salary, so it’ll balance out. The price tag means exactly what it says.”

The price was in the tens of thousands, which was not cute at all.

“Scary…”

“It can’t be helped. The water in the hot springs are quite strong, so cheap stuff corrodes.”

“True.”

“As long as you’re here, I’ll take care of your food, clothing, and shelter, including three meals a day and naps. You’re covered for welfare and benefits.”

“Yay.”

I laughed along.

“I’d like to say there’s a contract, but legally, it’s just like our husband living with us and sometimes getting along with customers. Calling it work makes it thorny.”

“Isn’t that totally illegal?”

I could only smile wryly and retort.

#### Later

“Close your eyes and give me your hand.”

Hachikuma, looking very uneasy, closed her eyes and offered her left hand. I slipped the ring on her left ring finger.

“And this too.”

I pulled her down slightly and put the chain around her neck.

From a height perspective, it probably looked like a child hugging a facehugger, but the surrounding people looked on kindly.

When I finally finished putting it on, I stepped back and received applause and cheers.

“Thank you. I’ll wear it forever.”

Hachikuma, with tears in the corners of her eyes, was quietly and deeply happy.

“I didn’t get a chain, so I’m asking for one.”

Mizago added a request, not missing the opportunity.

#### Later Still

“Ugh…”

*Click*

Together, we held the device and pierced the ear.

It seemed painful, but her expression, twisted in pain, looked somewhat ecstatic.

Later Still

“Hey! That’s not fair! Pierce mine too!”

Mizago’s eager request was somewhat amusing. But could the other wives all nodding in agreement stop? The pressure was intense.

~Postscript

Painful play should always be consensual. Piercing someone else’s ears is considered a medical procedure and thus illegal. This is fiction!

The story was supposed to be just about choosing Hachikuma’s accessories, but Yata-chan got more involved than expected.

Yata-chan and Mizago mostly spoke on their own.

Yata-chan, in public, thought calculatingly that if she could bind someone with such a small scar for life, it was cheap. She was in a good mood, no denying that.

Mizago had already pierced her own ears, so it wasn’t a big deal for her.

In case of an emergency, the piercings could be removed, and the holes would close in six months without a trace. Those getting pierced were relaxed about it, but Hisui, who did the piercing, was deeply affected.

Hisui is naturally kind and can’t hurt others, so he felt the weight of it. Without this nature, Yata-chan wouldn’t have done it.

When Hisui winced at the sight of the earring, she knew he’d remember it forever, so she went through with it.

Mizago, being the youngest, has no hesitation in relying on others.

Girls can be scary.

Cheap metals rust or discolor in hot springs, so the accessories must be 24-karat gold or pure platinum. They aren’t cheap.