Confinement King-Novel

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As soon as I was returned to my room from the death game area, I hurriedly began to prepare myself.

I took off the model fashion and put on my school jersey. Unlike normal times, during the summer vacation, I can go to school in a jersey, which is nice.

（Skirts don't suit me... with this hair. Maybe I should grow my hair out... And which would Kijima like better, long or short?）

As I walked down to the door, Shiratori was just putting on her shoes.

「...You have come out, huh」

「What do you mean, I just came out!」

Shiratori made a sickening face, and I couldn't help but raise my voices.

And in the end, we both left the house together.

It can't be helped. We're going to the same place.

We usually leave our houses separately, but today I was a little later than usual.

Still, when we live in the same house, we sometimes end up at the same door like this.

Shiratori is the daughter of my oldest sister, who is only one year older than me.

In other words, she and I are as old as father and son.

But the most frightening thing of all is that my parents are still in love with each other even though they are over sixty years old, and if they are not careful, they might even give birth to a younger brother or sister.

Although Shiratori is not even a little friendly, she is incredibly intelligent.

I do not know why she came all the way from Tokyo to this place, but she says it is for higher education. I have no idea how she ended up at my school, though....

After walking side-by-side for a while, Shiratori suddenly opened her mouth.

「...Are you going along with the Confinement King's farce?」

「Hmm? Yeah, it's surprisingly fun, especially since you refused to participate in the farce」

「I'm busy. I have a lot of... research to do」

「Hmm」

「Hey... have you ever heard of Detective JK?」

「What's that, some kind of drama?」

「No, but it's surprisingly interesting once I start researching」

Then Shiratori gave a rare, reminiscent laugh.

...Yeah, it's creepy.

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After returning to my room from the girl's bar, I took a shower.

When I took off my make-up, I felt as if I had suddenly become ugly, which was honestly depressing.

Then I lay naked on the bed.

Until just before I going to work, I was naked because I wasn't going to meet anyone anyway. Moreover, the only thing I have here is a bikini swimsuit to change into.

Normally I fall asleep quickly, but today I can't seem to fall asleep.

（It's Cockroach's fault... why do I have to be so bothered?）

However, there's nothing to amuse me here, even if I can't sleep.

I have no choice but to watch AV, which I've seen so many times that I've memorized the lines, as a form of study.

On the screen, a dim-witted-looking gal is forcing herself on a quiet man, bouncing on his hips while spouting obscenities with her M-shaped legs.

「10.000 yen per ejaculation...」

That's the solution Cockroach maid was talking about. She was referring to having sex with Fumio Kijima. That would certainly be unbelievable. After all, a girl's hourly wage of 1,800 yen seems ridiculous at first.

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「If I have sex with him three hundred times and always drain his semen... that's three million yen, right?」

Both "Having Sex" and "Drain" are words I learned from AVs. （*Note: Pakoru （パコる） -> Having Sex, Nuku（ヌく） -> Drain）

As soon as I said that, I shook my head.

（What am I thinking? That's something I should only do with someone I really like!）

The next thing I know, I'm looking at myself in the mirror.

Coffee-brown skin and flashy ash-gray hair. I've gotten used to it by now, but it still doesn't look like me.

（If I wasn't Takaka Takata...）

While thinking so, I spread my legs and looked at myself in an obscene pose in the mirror, and said out loud the line that I heard a gal say in an AV a while ago.

「Oh, I'm so horny with your big cock. Please fuck my pussy. Make me cum, impregnate me and give me babies!」

I instantly became absurdly embarrassed and writhed about.

「No, no, no, no, I can't! I'm sorry, but I don't think I can be a different person」

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I feel like I've been sleeping all the time since I've been trapped here.

My sense of time is messed up. I have no idea what time it is.

The next time Aramaki-san will call is at nine o'clock in the evening.

（...Maybe it's still midnight）

When I looked at the desk, I found the plastic bottle of mineral water that had been served at dinner was still there.

I picked it up and gulped it down in one gulp.

（Misuzu-chan... I wonder if she's okay... but of course she's not...）

If she doesn't have a baby, she'll be killed, and if she does, she won't be able to be a model anymore... and more than that, if they broadcast her having sex live, it'll be difficult for her to even walk out in the open.

（I don't want to be like that... I have to survive somehow. Physically and socially）

Feeling unsettled, I open the door and peek into the large room with the round table.

Then I see three figures gathered in a corner of the round table, talking with each other.

Hard Rocker and Kaneko-san. And the little one, the new model.

As I walked out of the room, all three of their eyes were on me at once.

And then--

「What, you can't sleep either?」

The hard rocker smirks at me.

（Eh, what? Is she actually more friendly than I thought?）

「Um... what are you all doing?」

It was Kaneko-san who answered my question.

「We couldn't sleep either. This girl said she's a survivor from the last time she was here so we thought we'd talk to her」

The last time? That's the kind of information I need to hear to survive.

「Hey, can I join the conversation?」

「Then... what's your name?」

「Kinuta, I'm Yasuko Kinuta. Everyone calls me Ponpoko-san」

「Ponpoko... Ah-poi. That sounds like Ponpoko-ish」

The hard rocker says, and Kaneko-san and the new model chuckle on either side of her. It's quite funny. This nickname...

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「I'm Kyoko」

「My name is Chihiro Kaneko」

「Hi, I'm Masakey, nice to meet you」

After the three of them introduced themselves, I asked them something that had been bothering me.

「Umm, Misuzu-chan, how was her...?」

The three of them looked at me delicately. Then Hardrocker pointed to the red door with her hand.

「Why don't you see for yourself?」

「Eh... o-okay」

I walked up to the red door with a small gasp and gently put my ear to the door.

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「Haa~, haa~, nnn, fuuh, ah, ahh, nnn...」

「Haha, Misuzu! You're so aggressive. Are you starting to feel good?」

「No, it's not like that... I need to be impregnated... although I hate doing it...」

「Hmm, it’s true, you don't look like you want to...」

Fumi-kun and I decided to continue the image play of Misuzu and Fumijima today.

Not the usual lovey-dovey sex, but the kind where I'm raped by an animal.

My womb is already full of Fumi-kun's semen.

It's probably still past noon.

He said he'd take care of me thoroughly until nine o'clock at night, so I'll be taken care of for a long, long time. When I think about it, I have to make a face that I don't like, but I can't stop my face from loosening up.

「Nnnn! Please don't move, no, stop it, please don't make me feel good, my body, becomes weird, no, no...」

「You said it wouldn't make you feel any better if I held you, right?」

「Yes, that's right, it won't make me feel good...」

「But I can't believe you said that with such a stupid face」

Then Fumi-kun pulled his cock out to the halfway point, and moved his hips in little movements, rubbing the side of my stomach with his cock.

「Hiii, w-what is this? Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, no, no... don't rub there, no, don't rub there...」

「Is it that good if I rub there?」

「No, it's not, it's not like that, it doesn't feel g-good at all...! So, don't rub there, no, no...!」

Of course, it feels insanely good. Despite my words, I feel my face melting.

「Why don't you admit it? It feels good, doesn't it? After all, you're going to have my baby, so if you admit it, I'll marry you」

"Seriously? You're going to marry me?" I almost shouted, but then I reminded myself that this was a situation where I should be reluctant.

「W-who wants to marry you? Ah, ah, no, stop it...」

「I'm not going to stop until Misuzu-chan asks me to marry, and from here on, I'm going to do it harder and harder」

「You're terribleee, Demon, Ah, Devilllll...」

I was crying out, but my eyes were moist with lust.

My heart is about to explode with anticipation, wondering what kind of intense sex he's going to give me.

「Well... how about this?」

Fumi-kun pulled his cock out of me and stood up on the bed.

And then, just like that... He grabbed one of my legs, pulled it up, and plunged his cock into me.

Fumi-kun was standing on the ground, and I was supporting myself with my neck, almost like standing on my head.

With such a position, his cock plunges deep into me as if drilling from top to bottom.

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「Hiiiiii! W-whaat is this, it's so greatttt! Aaaaaaahhh!」

Stars scattered in front of my eyes as the shock of having my uterus dug into me recklessly.

I've never felt anything like this before. There was no room for acting anymore.

「Ohhhh, no, it's too big! I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to cum! T-there's no way I can't resist it, it's made me crazy!」

Fumi-kun laughed in a mean way when I raised my voice without a care in the world.

Then, suddenly, he trampled on my face.

「Bufu, fu, it, it hurts, ah, ahh, ahhh! You're doing terrible, terrible things to me... aah, aah, but why it feels so good...」

While stomping on my face, Fumi-kun raised his voice in a state of excitement.

「Hahaha, how dare you torment me! You're just a bitch not a model! And from now on, you're a bitch! I'm going to make you have many, many babies like a pig」

「I'll give it, I'll give birth your baby, so, please, forgive me already, if you keep doing this, I'm become crazy, ah, it's good, it feels so goooood」

「Look! If you're a pig, make a noise! Come on!」

「Hiii, oh, buhiii! Buh, buhiiiiii!」

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「Awawawawa...」

I stumbled back from the red door.

This is far more devilish than I ever imagined. Misuzu-chan was screaming and crying, squealing like a pig in pleasure.

When I looked back at the hard rockers, they had indescribable looks on their faces.

Then the hard rocker said with a wry smile.

「Well...you know. We don't want to be like that. So... let's see who we can get into next...」