Kushida Kikyo slowly raised her head.
"...Huh?"
Was this guy serious?
"It's fine. Don't be scared. I'm not planning to make you lower your guard bit by bit, or to use this to keep you from running off and calling for help. And I'm definitely not planning to take a commemorative photo of Miss Kushida's defeat." Asakusa Toru smiled warmly and softly said something that terrified Kushida Kikyo even more.
"I just want to see a perfect dogeza."
Kushida Kikyo: "..."
Who the hell would believe that?!
Hadn't he just told her his whole plan himself?!
"Would you grant me this wish?" When Kushida Kikyo didn't answer, Asakusa Toru tilted his head again and held out the Voice Recorder in his hand. "I can give these Voice Recorders to you. I won't even hold you responsible for the one you broke."
"For charming, adorable Kushida Kikyo, that shouldn't be difficult, right?"
He'd offered her the Voice Recorder, but if Kushida Kikyo was going to do a dogeza, she wouldn't have a free hand to take it. After thinking for a moment, Asakusa Toru reached out, tugged open her collar, and slipped the Voice Recorder inside without asking.
"—" The cold metal slid down beneath her clothes. In a panic, Kushida Kikyo scrambled up and grabbed for it. Then, after hurling all the Voice Recorders in her hands at Asakusa Toru, she cursed furiously:
"Grant your damn mother's wish!"
She couldn't take it anymore. He might as well just rape her.
Being tormented by this guy was worse than being raped. Then she could simply report him afterward and get him locked up.
Either way, all she had to do was lie down. The evidence left afterward would make it easier for the police to investigate.
She might as well drop