ăOkay, Takata-san. Iâll assign you a maid, and you can ask her about the restă
ăMaid?ă
Almost as soon as I tilted my head, the sound of a door opening and then closing echoed through the darkness.
ăWait, wait, wait, wait a minute!?ă
My fingertips hurriedly extended, but found nothing to touch, and only my voice echoed against the wall.
Then, as the echoes faded away, an intimidating silence took its place.
My mind is a mess.
Iâm more than confused.
(What the heck is going on! What did I do? Why am I in this mess when I was just trying to do my job as a member of the morals committee�)
AnywayâŚ.
Is Fumio Kijima the culprit behind the mass kidnapping?
I wonder how that guy found out about my secret with Kobayashi-sensei?
Working at a girlâs bar?
Me?
Earn three million yen in a month?
Can I do that?
But⌠If I donât do it, Kobayashi-sensei will be in trouble.
ăWhat⌠Whatâs going on? Seriously!ă
I sat down on the floor, ripping my hair out.
At about the same time, the room suddenly lights up.
Immediatelyâ
ăKyaaaaaaa!? Iâm naked? W-why? Whatâs going on with my skin? What happened?ă
I scream, realizing what Iâm wearing.
Brown skin, like deeply roasted coffee. At least itâs not my skin color.
Suddenly, the door opens and a girl walks into the room.
Short hair, white prims. She wore a short maidâs uniform, and looked a little sassy.
ăNice to meet you, Takata-sama. Are you feeling well?ă
ăWho are you!?ă
ăMe? Iâve been assigned to take care of Takata-sama while youâre in here, and Iâm the Great Confinement King-samaâs faithful servant⌠My name is âCockroachâă
ăCo-co-co-cockroach? Is⌠Is that your name?ă
ăYes, the head maid gave me that nameă
ăAnd the âConfinement Kingâ⌠is Fumio Kijima?ă
ăThat is correct. But please use the honorific title. The Confinement King-sama is a god-like figure. Heâs not someone a weevil like Takata-sama could casually call⌠Do you want me to kill you?ă
ăIâŚă
I almost shouted out in frustration, but I couldnât help but be silent.
The maid is shorter than me. Probably younger. Despite this, I was overwhelmed by the tremendous sense of intimidation she exuded.
She had a calm demeanor, as if she had crossed the line of death many times before. I wondered if it was an instinct, or if she was a creature of a different rank, and alarm bells were ringing in my head. If I disobeyed, I would probably be killed.
ăIâll show you to your room, Takata-samaă
ăWhat⌠What room?ă
ăThe Great Confinement King-sama is a merciful man. He has prepared a room for you so that you may be comfortable during your stay hereă
I followed the maid, who called herself cockroach, out of the room and walked straight down a stone hallway.
Then, only a few meters away. At the very end, there was another door.
A hallway connecting two doors.
The building made no sense at all.
(Really⌠Where is this place?)
ăThis way, pleaseă
With that, the maid opens the door and beckons me into the room.
A sofa set and two beds. Just like a typical resort hotel room.
The only thing unusual about the room is that there are three doors on the innermost wall, where a window would normally exist in a hotel.
ăPlease feel free to use anything in this room. The doors at the back of the room, from right to left, lead to the bathroom, the toilet, and the entrance to the workplaceă
ăThe workplace entrance?ă
ăYes, the girlsâ bar where Takata-sama will work. Itâs directly connected to the workplace across the spaceă
ăAcross spaceâŚă
ăDonât be surprised. The Great Confinement King-sama is as divine as God. The first day of work is tomorrow evening. Iâll be accompanying you at firstă
ďźWho the hell are you really? KijimaâŚ)
ăLet me explain the terms of the employment. The workday will be nine hours, from 5:00 p.m. to 2:00 a.m., with one hour of rest time. The hourly wage is 1,800 yen after deductions. The drink bonus is 200 yen per drink. In about a month, the income will be about 350,000 yenă
ăThree hundred and fifty thousand yen? Wait a minute, I canât possibly make three million yen!ă
When I raise my voice, the maid smiles at me.
ăOf course, itâs impossible⌠No, I mean. *cough* itâs impossible, normally. So, the merciful Confinement King-sama has prepared a special measure for you, Takata-samaă
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ăSpecial measures?ă
ăYes, in this girlsâ bar, customers will vote on their favorites every day. Itâs usually used as a reference for salary increases, but every time Takata-sama wins first place in this popularity contest, an extra 100,000 yen will be added to the salary. There are thirty-five days until the end of the summer vacation. The normal salary is 350,000 yen. In other words, if Takata-sama win first place in the popularity contest for twenty-seven days out of these thirty-five days, Takata-sama will be able to earn three million yenă
I remain silent.
I donât understand how difficult it is to get the first place at all.
I donât know if I should be happy, angry, or depressed⌠I have no idea.
I looked around the room, not knowing what to do, and gasped when I saw the mirror on the dressing table.
ăWhy am I dressed like thisâŚ?ă
Light gray hair. Skin tanned like a South American woman. I canât believe heâs doing this to me without telling meâŚ.
ăPlease donât be displeased, but your appearance is a favor to the Confinement King-sama. The girlâs bar where Takata-sama works is just behind the schoolâs nearest station. Itâs on the same street as the Ravian Rose. Itâs not impossible that someone Takata-sama know might come byă
ăWhat!?ă
ăSo Confinement King-sama has changed Takata-sama appearance so that no one would recognize it. Of course, when you are released, the appearance will restore everything to its original stateă
ăHow can I get my skin back when itâs so tanned?ă
The maid shrugged her shoulders, as if in amazement.
ăWithout glasses, you can see well, donât you think?ă
ăEhâŚ?ă
ăTakata-samaâs eyesight has been cured. I myself have been torn apart many times, and some of my colleagues have had their lower bodies dissolved in acid. Please rest assured that no matter how you are injured, it can be cured everything properlyă
ăTotally torn apart⌠Youă
I was horrified.
The maid didnât seem to be in a joking mood at all.
ăAnyway, give me something to wear⌠I donât want to be nakedâŚă
ăThatâs right⌠I mean. Indeed. There are pastel-colored bikinis in the closet for the duration of your stay, so you may use them as you wishă
ăWhy Bikini?ă
ăThe barâs uniform consists of a bikini and a miniskirt. Since Takata-sama will be living only in this room and in the bar during the summer vacation, thereâs no need any other clothesă
ăBut I canât go out in public dressed like that!?ă
ăThatâs the job. Donât worry about it. Iâve heard that customers are served over the counter and that they are rarely touchedă
ăItâs not a question of being touched or not being touched! Iâm not a lascivious woman!ă
When I made a fuss, the maid sighed.
ăThen please appeal directly to the Great Confinement King-sama. I hope youâre not going to be sold off to someplace with your body intactâŚâŚ If thatâs what you prefer, then so be ită
The maid did not seem to be in a joking mood.
When I fell silent, she said,
ăThen, I will bring you dinner later, so please make yourself at homeă
With that, the maid left the room.
If I think about it calmly, once I leave this room, all Iâll find is the empty room I was in just a moment ago.
ăI⌠I donât understand. Sensei⌠What should I doâŚă
I think of my dear Kobayashi-sensei.
But if I donât do something, Kobayashi-sensei will be in trouble. Thereâs no way out.
I open the closet and randomly pick up one of the swimsuits hanging there.
It is a pastel yellow-green color. It is a sleek, unadorned bikini. Even if I were to wear a swimsuit, I would never choose a bikini.
When I put it on and expose myself in front of the mirror, I see an unfamiliar version of myself with a confused and complicated look on my face.