My childhood friend got me drunk and did it with me. I think it felt really good, so I continued being with her as well. ...Yandere? what is that? - Chapter 3

Chapter 3: The First Day of Captivity

[MC POV]

I wake up again. My head is clearer now—no more hangover, no more sluggish thoughts. But something still feels off.

I try to shift my legs.

Clink.

…Wait… what?

I lift the covers and—

“Ah.”

Chains. Around my ankles.

Not again. And… yeap, this is locked.

I take a deep breath. Okay. Let’s assess the situation.

1. I’m in Miyuki’s absurdly extravagant house. Which she calls, ‘Our Love Nest’

2. She confessed—or rather, forcefully declared—we’re dating. Partly I am at fault. Maybe.

3. I tried to leave. Why can’t I remember that correctly?

4. She… must have ensured I wouldn’t.

And now, I’m shackled like some kind of pet.

“You’re awake~”

I flinch. Miyuki is sitting on a chair beside the bed, watching me like a cat stalking a mouse. She’s holding a cup of tea, completely composed, like she didn’t just put me in actual chains.

“Miyuki,” I say as calmly as possible, “Why am I chained to the bed?”

She smiles. “Because you tried to run away, silly.”

“…That’s a crime, you know?”

“Ara? What crime? Keeping my boyfriend safe and secure? That sounds like love to me.”

“False imprisonment.”

“Mutual commitment.”

I stare at her. She takes a slow sip of tea.

“…At least tell me this is temporary.”

“Of course!”

Thank god—

“Once you stop being difficult.”

Never mind.

I run a hand down my face. “Miyuki… You do realize how insane this is, right?”

She pouts. “You’re being dramatic.”

I lift my chained ankle. “Am I?”

Instead of answering, Miyuki leans forward, resting her chin on her hands. Her eyes glimmer with something unsettling.

“You don’t understand, do you, Natsume?”

I swallow. “Understand what?”

She giggles. “That I’ve already won.”

The room feels smaller.

“You spent years chasing girls who never saw you the way I do,” she continues. “Years ignoring the one person who was always by your side. I waited. I watched. I let you be free.”

Her smile widens.

“And every time you got your heart broken, who was there to pick up the pieces?”

I exhale sharply. “…You.”

“That’s right~” She twirls a strand of hair. “But you never noticed, did you? Even after all the hints, all the opportunities, you kept looking elsewhere.”

Her voice drops to a whisper.

“So I realized… If I want you to stay by my side, I just have to make sure you can’t leave.”

Goosebumps crawl up my skin.

“…You’re serious about this.”

“Mm-mhmm~!”

“Miyuki. This is crazy.”

She sighs dramatically. “You keep saying that. But if I were really crazy, don’t you think I’d do something much worse?”

I don’t answer. I don’t want to agree to that, even though that’s technically true.

She leans closer, brushing her fingers against my cheek. “But I won’t, because I love you. And once you accept that, we can be happy together.”

I tense.

She stands up suddenly, dusting off her dress. “Now then, I’ll go prepare breakfast! Be a good boy and wait here, okay~?”

And with that, she waltzes out of the room, humming.

I glance at my chained ankles.

I need to get out of here.

But more than that—

I think I need to survive.