119 - If it's not like that, it won't work at all, will it? ~
Security for the residence?
Teaching hand-to-hand combat?
Although both were humiliating tasks that went against an assassin's principles, she was the one at fault to begin with—and there was a hefty paycheck involved...
Miss Yor seemed to have run out of reasons to refuse him.
"I won't betray the organization behind me."
"That's fine, I don't care about that," Hikigaya responded decisively. "Because soon, the client behind it will withdraw their order."
"You know?"
Miss Yor abruptly lifted her head.
"I don't know for sure—but it's pretty much a given."
Hikigaya raised the sealed white pill in his hand and walked toward Miss Yor. "So, Miss Yor, what's your decision?"
"Only for one month," Yor Blair said begrudgingly, staring at the pill in Hikigaya's hand.
Psychologically, she had already submitted to Hikigaya's dominance, but who would willingly entrust their life entirely to someone else?
"Yes, only one month. After that, whether you stay or leave is up to you." Hikigaya added, "But as for the antidote—I can't guarantee when you'll get it. That depends on your performance."
Miss Yor fell silent in thought.
Hikigaya didn't rush her; the two remained locked in that standoff.
In the end, Miss Yor chose to submit:
"…I understand."
Like a wild mother beast that had been tamed, the fierceness in her eyes remained, but the aggression was no longer threatening.
Just like a dog still in its feral state, once it spends enough time with humans, it naturally yields underfoot.
For some reason, Hikigaya Hachiman felt an odd sense of accomplishment—like a beast tamer. Nimbly, he unwrapped the pill and held it at Miss Yor's lips.
The two of them simultaneously recalled the intimate moment from earlier.
Fortunately, now that she had submitted, Miss Yor had no intention of resisting. She opened her mouth naturally, allowing Hikigaya to place the pill in her mouth.
At the end of it, as if a switch had been flipped, Miss Yor's tongue instinctively licked at Hikigaya's fingertips.
"You…"
Hikigaya's breath hitched abruptly. The fire he had forced down surged back up without warning.
Knowing she was in the wrong, Miss Yor blushed, turned her head away, and swallowed the pill. Then, on her own, she opened her mouth wide to let Hikigaya confirm.
It was Hikigaya's first time observing the structure of a woman's mouth so closely.
Miss Yor's full, mature body exuded a natural sensuality, and the breath that flowed from her mouth carried a steamy sultriness. Especially that tender pink tongue, flicking up and down under his gaze...
"All right," Hikigaya said, slightly bent forward, walking behind Miss Yor to untie the rope that had bound her.
Honebami went on full alert, her muscles tense, ready to counter any sudden move from Yor.
Fortunately, once freed, Yor didn't do anything drastic. She just glared viciously at Honebami, rubbed her wrists, and only felt a deep sense of weakness.
"Can I go now?"
She still had many things she needed to clarify—why had such false information landed in her hands?
Was it someone within the assassin organization trying to eliminate her under false pretenses? Or was it the client behind the scenes attempting to use this as a way to make her kill civilians? Either way, the result would incur Miss Yor's wrath.
Because of an assassin's code of ethics, she could not reveal the identity of her client. But anyone who dared toy with a top-class assassin—
She would make them understand the true meaning of pain.
She also needed to seek help from a medical expert to eliminate the poison that Hikigaya Hachiman had fed into her body.
She didn't believe there existed a poison in this world that science couldn't break down.
After that, she would fulfill the agreement and work as Hikigaya's bodyguard for one month—but she would never allow her life to be controlled by someone else.
"Do as you please."
"I'll be at the Tokyo residence on Monday. I hope nothing unpleasant happens then."
"This is the address, Miss Yor."
"If I'm not home yet by then, the key is under the mat at the door."
Yor Blair quickly glanced at the piece of paper she received, memorized the address, and then handed it back to Hikigaya.
Before leaving, she shot a vicious glare at Honebami—whose chest was even bigger than hers—then left the interrogation room without looking back. Her staggering figure looked utterly disheveled.
Inside the small interrogation room, only Hikigaya and Honebami remained. The air still seemed to carry the lingering scent of the two women's bodies.
Seeing that the goal of his visit had been fully accomplished, Hikigaya was ready to leave.
"Miss Honebami, it's getting late, so I'll head out first?"
"Mm." Honebami looked rather unenthusiastic.
Just as Hikigaya was about to step out the door, he paused and turned around to ask, "Should we exchange contact info?"
"Sure."
After Hikigaya left, Honebami slowly walked over to the execution chair where Yor had been tied. Her face involuntarily flushed with color.
Only in moments like this could her heart truly relax. She craved fighting strong opponents. She enjoyed trampling others underfoot—but at the same time, she longed to be stepped on by others.
Yor was the strongest opponent she had ever met. What a shame they couldn't have a real fight.
Hikigaya was the most talented man she had ever seen. Given time, she hoped one day he could defeat her—crush her brutally beneath his feet.
Only pain could awaken Honebami's desire.
"If it's not like that… I just can't be satisfied…" she murmured, taking out a small prop from her chest—originally meant to be used on Yor—and smiled with a crazed expression.
"..."
From the empty manor, the sound of a woman's frenzied moans could faintly be heard.
.
.
.
"Onii-chan, where were you all afternoon?!"
Back at home, Komachi looked a bit grumpy. She crossed her arms and gave Hikigaya Hachiman a displeased once-over.
That expression made Hikigaya deeply understand what the saying "a married sister-in-law isn't easy to keep" really meant.
"Onii-chan, don't tell me you went to secretly see Yukino-nee?"
Komachi looked conflicted. On one hand, Yukino was the one she had always thought would become her sister-in-law. On the other hand, someone else had already taken that title.
If she had to choose sides…
Hikigaya Komachi was in a tough spot.
"Just went out to take care of something." Hikigaya averted his gaze, silently thinking—this really is my little sister, huh.
Though she guessed wrong on one thing—he was actually planning to visit the Yukinoshita sisters tomorrow.
Hikigaya glanced around the house. "Mom and Dad aren't back yet?"
"They called earlier and said they're going on a three-day, two-night trip. They won't be back this weekend."
Upon hearing that, Hikigaya Komachi tossed aside her suspicions and got excited.
After all, what middle schooler doesn't love it when their parents are away for the weekend and they can play freely? Especially with her favorite big brother and sister-in-law at home.
Hikigaya Komachi was basically over the moon.
She immediately turned down a few weekend hangouts with her girlfriends and decided to be a total homebody.
"Let's play poker tonight, Onii-chan!" Komachi shouted excitedly.