139 So... This Is What the Literacy World Has to Give

"Ah, why can't Ruri cook as good as you." Jessica had just recently finished her second plate and was fully satisfied while Ruri was about to ask for a second serving but couldn't help but respond to the accusation.

"Why me? Look at Erica, one day I swear she'll eventually burn down this kitchen."

Erica heard the claims about her skills and passed her own insults to the next person: "At least I know how to cook something, compared to a certain someone."

Jessica was able to sense a glare directed towards her while I finally sat down to eat my own meal.

Sometimes I question whether age really affects a person's intelligence, these three ladies were older than me by at least 6 years and could be going to university, studying but they are instead quibbling at each other.

If there was an extra room for rent, I pray that the next tenant has good luck with these crazy people.

Besides Ruri of course, the customer is always number one.

It was unfortunate that the kitchen had no ham, in order to substitute that ingredient, I used pork mince.

The ingredient wasn't a good choice as it crumbled once it was cooked so I just made the egg benedict into an egg florentine which replaced the ham with spinach while the mince was now used as a side to the dish.

Ruri was probably living alone for a few days since the her tenants were on a trip, this explained why the fridge seemed quite empty.

Her freezer had a lot of frozen food. As soon as I left those three would probably be eating that.

One of them apparently only knew how to burn food because they forget about it, another doesn't even know how to use the kitchen.

Ruri at the very least knows how to cook albeit, not the greatest chef.

It wouldn't be ideal to buy and groceries as it would probably go to waste but the condiments and seasoning seem to be running out.

I should buy some things from the supermarket later.

Jessica and Erica had already finished their meals and headed back to their rooms to rest after their trip.

Ruri sighed at the vast development between her friends and I, she was amazed at how much trouble I could create but wanted to make sure she got her money's worth: "Can you read the notes and then put on the costume"

I was currently washing the dishes and the freshly cleaned plate I had in my hands gave me a subtle urge to just drop it and shatter into pieces with what Ruri reminded me.

Acting was… difficult.

My stormy face and sudden slow pace caught Ruri's attention and snickered my speechlessness, she was probably reminded of last night's line.

Those lines… everytime I see them, I just want to speak the most monotone voice of the century and wear a stone mask to conceal my emotions but Ruri would probably make it worse.

Aii~ life is tough, but you must always continue.

Once I finished washing the dishes, I returned to Ruri's room to grab my phone but I already saw Ruri setting up the scene.

Bed sheets, pillows, blankets were all cast aside to make room for a white cover while the pillows had changed their pillowcases into a lustrous pink tone and a bunch of toys were brought into the room.

Vibrators, love eggs, handcuffs, a felshlight, high heels, candles, latex lingerie, lube… hold on, isn't that from my bag?

Anyways, that wasn't the point, the main thing is that Ruri is currently setting up some weird stuff that is starting to make black lines tread through my head in speechlessness and make my back sweat out of worry.

What exactly did she write?

I was very concerned on what type of plot Ruri was creating and made sure to pay extra attention to what she wrote.

Compared to the last draft with the cat butler costume, I didn't have to worry about handcuffs!

Reading the title of the draft, I think a small part of my soul suddenly left my body.

The title was, and I quote [Shotacon Prince Detective Gets Captured by the Mysterious Lustful Thief and Forced into Lewd Acts!]

I heard that in the literacy world, it is very difficult to create something original.

...I didn't know people would have to stoop to such a low point.

Ignoring the absurdly long name that made no sense, I'm able to accept being called feminine by Jessica because that was what most of my clients wanted: a pretty boy, yet I never thought I would be called something akin to a child.

Maybe it was my youthful look? I am barely 18, so for most countries, that would make sense?

But the most concerning part about my life and what is about to happen to me is when it's titled 'Captured by the Mysterious Lustful Thief and Forced into Lewd Acts.'

A lustful thief, is she secretly planning to rob me… I feel like it's trying to allude to a feeling of loss.

The next troubling matter was 'Forced into Lewd Acts'

What was she going to do?

My head was starting to feel a small ringing noise when I realize she brought high heels, candles, a fleshlight and many more weird items.

I TOTALLY DON'T FEEL SCARED OR WORRIED ABOUT MY FATE.

From the branding and tone of the candle, it should be for wax play and shouldn't be a normal candle that would burn you with hot wax, this model seemed more of a low temperature type used for sensual play.

Another worrying part was the latex equipment used for BDSM.

I don't mind BDSM but it shouldn't be trusted with an amateur like Ruri who would probably bruise me in an instant, it surprisingly takes a lot of practice to hit someone without permanently hurting them or leaving a mark.

...Wait, that didn't come out right….I swear I'm a good person that doesn't like to abuse people…