Returnee from Another World - Chapter 63: The Deceiver and the Deceived

Chapter 63: The Deceiver and the Deceived

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“That’s the rough plan. What do you think? Can you pull it off?” I asked.

I was speaking to a woman kneeling naked on the floor, her body slick with semen as if she’d been ravaged. But I hadn’t touched her, and the act was consensual. The woman was Miki, addicted to Aphrodisiac, who had just finished having sex with Nishikuse Eishin.

For a certain reason, I’d stormed the main hall of the Gospel Love Church, where Nishikuse lived, without an appointment.

“Do as Sienna-sama’s commands. You can handle it, right, Miki?” Nishikuse said.

“Y-yes,” Miki replied, nodding in agreement.

Her face, still flushed with the lingering pleasure of the Aphrodisiac, bore a submissive, fawning expression toward Nishikuse. But my request was directed at her, not him. I was asking Miki to set up a honey trap—or something akin to a marriage scam—targeting Katsuji Amasawa.

Even if I dealt with Mizuki Amasawa, Katsuji’s refusal to leave would complicate things. Then there was Kyouka’s issue. With Katsuji’s gambling debts, Mizuki could easily file for divorce if she chose to, but Kyouka’s loyalty to her father might prevent her from abandoning him. So, I planned to have Miki seduce Katsuji, driving a wedge between him and his family.

I wasn’t after money. The goal was to create a romantic entanglement between Miki and Katsuji, giving Kyouka and Mizuki a reason to cut him off. Love wasn’t necessary—just proof of infidelity would suffice. Miki would have to use her body, but there was no helping it. If Katsuji was exposed as not only a gambling debtor but also a cheater, even Kyouka’s loyalty would likely waver.

“Sienna-sama, about the… reward? I’m letting another man sleep with my woman, so if there’s nothing in it for me…” Nishikuse said.

“No reward, no obedience?” I shot him a sharp glare.

“N-no, that’s not what I meant!” he stammered.

“Hmph. Fine. I know this is what you wanted,” I said, pulling a new vial of Aphrodisiac from Dimensional Storage and tossing it to him.

I had a mountain of it stored away. I couldn’t just hand out candy endlessly, but it wasn’t that precious. I figured giving Nishikuse a small treat this time wouldn’t hurt.

“Whoa, careful… Thank you! Also, may I share this holy elixir with others in the mortal world who need salvation?” he asked.

“Already scouting new targets? As long as you don’t touch Vepar’s offerings like with Sayaka, I won’t interfere. But no minors. That’d cause trouble,” I said.

“Understood. Keibun’s been nagging me about that too,” Nishikuse replied.

Nishikuse’s penchant for young women was worrying, but Higashikawa Keibun would likely rein him in. Keibun was greedy for profit but wouldn’t let the cult collapse.

“As for the details—date, time, plan—Yukari will contact you, so follow her instructions, Miki,” I said.

“Understood,” Miki replied, nodding easily despite my outrageous order to sleep with a stranger.

Compared to Yukari or Shoko, Miki was less striking, but her body was alluring enough, and her looks were far from bad. Most men, not just Katsuji, would fall for her advances. Having worked in the nightlife, she was skilled at manipulating men. After giving them these instructions, I donned the Mirage Coat to vanish and quietly left the main hall.

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“So, Katsuji’s not here? The repayment deadline for this month’s interest is tomorrow. Can we at least collect that? Have you secured any funds?” I said, sipping the tea Mizuki offered before cutting to the chase.

I knew Katsuji had been out since morning—likely at a pachinko parlor. Kyouka would still be at school, so I’d timed my visit for the late morning when only Mizuki would be home, slipping away from school to make it happen.

“Here…” Mizuki said, handing me a thin brown envelope.

I opened it and peeked inside. As expected, the amount was nowhere near enough to cover the interest.

“This is… well short of this month’s payment,” I said.

“I’m so sorry. That 50,000 yen is all I could manage,” she replied.

“And the rest?” I asked.

“Um… my part-time pay comes in on the 10th. Could you wait just a bit longer for the rest?” she pleaded.

“That’s not possible. If you use your entire part-time pay for repayment, you’ll struggle to live. Your daughter needs to pitch in,” I said.

“Please, spare my daughter. I… I’ll start working nights right away,” Mizuki said.

“I see. Has your husband agreed to that? I’d think Katsuji could cover a few months’ payments without you doing that,” I said.

“Y-yes, but he says that money’s absolutely necessary for the future,” she replied.

Her words left me speechless with disbelief. Whether she truly believed Katsuji or not, the idea of selling her body to cover his debts while he held onto cash was absurd. But it made things easier for me—no need to force myself on her. Negotiating with Mizuki just got simpler.

“I understand. It’s a decision you’ve made as a couple, so I won’t interfere. As long as the debt is repaid, I don’t care how,” I said.

“Um, about that… Do you have any recommendations for night work? Somewhere a woman my age could earn decently? I’m not familiar with that world,” Mizuki asked abruptly.

Compared to Akuzawa, I must seem softer, and during our last talk with Katsuji and Kyouka, I’d shown her some sympathy to steer her toward leaving Katsuji. Still, asking a shady debt collector like me for job recommendations? Was she naive, perhaps a sheltered rich girl unaware of deceit? No, that was unlikely—otherwise, she’d have turned to her parents to settle the debt. Regardless, if Mizuki followed my lead, it would solve everything.

“Have you ever worked in the sex trade?” I asked.

“Is experience necessary for those jobs?” she replied.

“Not always. Some women your age start fresh. But do you really understand what’s involved?” I asked.

“I do. It’s things like using your hands or mouth to please men, right?” she said.

“Hmm, that’s your understanding? A mature escort service like that won’t earn much. At your age—forgive my bluntness—you’d need to offer more to make real money. If you’re okay with raw penetration, vaginal or anal, you could earn decently,” I said.

“W-what?” she gasped.

“Your reaction suggests you weren’t prepared for that,” I said.

Mizuki hadn’t realized sex was required. In reality, whether you offer full service doesn’t make a huge income difference—high-end establishments matter more. I was lying about needing full service to earn well, exploiting her ignorance to manipulate her. Unable to respond, she lowered her head in silence.

“This is a problem. Your daughter can’t help, and you lack resolve. How do you plan to repay? I need at least this month’s interest by tomorrow,” I said.

“I know I’m asking the impossible, but please, just give me until the 10th. I’ll pay the rest plus the overdue interest,” she pleaded.

If I grabbed Katsuji and forced him to cough up the interest, it’d be simple—he couldn’t have blown through the 1 million yen already. But that wouldn’t suit my plans. If he paid up easily, I’d have to delay my strategy.

“You think I’ll just agree to wait? I sympathize with your situation, but I can’t keep extending repayment. This is a business,” I said.

“Please, I’m begging you…” she said.

I’d predicted this. Katsuji would likely try to multiply his cash through gambling rather than repay the debt. Even paying the interest would be a drop in the bucket. I’d planned to have Miki lure him into squandering it, but it seemed that wouldn’t even be necessary.

“Fine, no choice. How about you pay with your body? Here’s an idea: for every time we have sex, I’ll extend the payment deadline by a day. Five days until the 10th—five sessions, and I’ll wait as you wish,” I said.

“S-sex?” she stammered.

“Yes, inserting my cock into your pussy, raw, and ejaculating inside. It’s only fair for me,” I said.

“R-raw? No, that’s impossible,” she said.

“You were ready to work in the sex trade, right? As I said, you won’t earn much without full service. You’ll have to use your pussy to pay off the debt anyway. What’s the difference if it’s me?” I pressed.

“I didn’t think it’d involve sex…” she said.

“If you can’t even do that, we’ll have to go to your daughter,” I said.

“Why Kyouka?” she asked.

“The contract lists Kyouka as the debtor. Regardless of how it happened, she’s legally responsible. If you won’t cooperate, she’ll have to earn the money with her body,” I said.

“Wait, please!” Mizuki cried.

“I’ve waited long enough, and look where we are. Do you understand?” I said.

“I’ll do it. I’ll do sex, anything, just leave Kyouka out of it,” she said.

I could just force Aphrodisiac on her and be done with it, but turning her into a sex-crazed addict like Miki would be problematic. She needed to remain a functioning mother for Kyouka, especially as a single parent later. So, I planned to use Warrabbit Ovaries—similar to Aphrodisiac but with less physical dependency.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes. If I do this, you’ll leave my daughter alone, right?” she said.

“That depends on you,” I replied, pulling a pack of over-the-counter oral contraceptives from my bag.

“Are you on birth control?” I asked.

“No…” she said.

“Then take this first. It’s a standard low-dose contraceptive with minimal side effects, safe to take now. I don’t do sex without going raw,” I said.

Opening the new box, I pretended to take out a pill sheet but swapped it with a Warrabbit Ovaries-derived drug. Once she took it, her libido would spike, craving cock instantly. The drug wasn’t entirely a lie—its progesterone levels were similar to contraceptives, tricking the brain into halting ovulation. The difference was its abnormally high estrogen levels, though I didn’t know why it mimicked Aphrodisiac’s effects. All I knew was it would drive anyone into intense sexual desire.

“Alright. If I have sex five times, you’ll wait until the 10th, right?” Mizuki asked.

“Yes. I keep my promises,” I said.

Mizuki swallowed the Warrabbit Ovaries pill. I watched silently, covertly casting a lustful gaze over her mature body.