Her uniform lay before me. My hand reached out, driven by an unthinking impulse. The mere touch of the fabric enveloped me in a rush of euphoria, as though I had strayed into some alternative reality.
But in the very next instant, she appeared. Sakurako. Before I could even attempt an escape, she pinned me down.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Her voice was glacial, sending a shiver straight down my spine. “It’s… it was just a joke,” I stammered, trembling under her weight.
“A joke? You think this ends with a joke?” Sakurako narrowed her eyes, her gaze cutting through me like a scalpel. “In that case, you won’t mind coming back to my house, will you? You can explain yourself properly there.”
Powerless to resist, I obeyed and let her lead me toward her home.
Along the way, I tried to construct an excuse, but the sheer coldness of Sakurako’s expression paralyzed my thoughts. I arrived at her doorstep with nothing but terror in my throat.
Upon entering, we were met by her mother, a woman who carried herself with an unexpected, rigid severity. “Sakurako, what is this? Did you bring a friend home?”
“He’s no friend, Mother. The creep was trying to steal my uniform.”
At those words, the mother’s face hardened. “My, that is a serious matter, isn’t it…?”
I shrank further into myself, utterly stripped of the capacity to speak.
“Hey, Mother. As a punishment, can I make him do whatever I want?”
The mother pondered this for a long moment, a slow, sharp smile creeping across her lips. “Yes… that might actually be entertaining. I am rather curious to see what you will make him do.”
An icy dread washed over my internal organs. Yet, lacking any strength to fight back, I had no choice but to submit to Sakurako’s whims.
Per Sakurako’s command, I was forced to slide my limbs into her uniform.
As the hem of the pleats swirled and settled, a bizarre sensation overcame me. With each piece of clothing I put on, the reflection in the mirror alienated itself from who I was, transforming into a completely foreign entity.
“Heh, you wanted to wear it so badly, didn’t you? It actually suits you quite well,” Sakurako jeered, an amused satisfaction in her eyes.
“Is this… enough for you?” Unable to bear the humiliation, I averted my gaze, my cheeks burning crimson.
“Not even close.” Sakurako’s expression turned merciless as she layered on the next directive. “From now on, you’re going to help my mother with the housework.”
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