“What? Sir, Bujin? Why?”

“Ha ha ha! I knew you weren’t so perceptive, but I didn’t expect it to be this much!”

Bujin laughs out loud with the ugliest expression Miranda has ever seen on his face.

“It’s strange to begin with, isn’t it? I’m the one who arranged that carriage, and I’m the one who arranged the coachman, remember? Since he was in on it, of course I’m in on it, too, for arranging such a guy!”

“I-It can’t–“

Miranda despairs, having been betrayed by her hope, Bujin whom she had always believed in.

She desperately tries to come up with a rationale for not accepting the situation.

“I-It’s not true, right? Sir Bujin lied like that to infiltrate here, only to help me–“

“…… pfft, kwahahahaha! Seriously, you’re really innocent on your head, aren’t you! Is it just me, or is the face and body all you’ve got? How could you be a pharmacist with a head like that?”

Agitated by Bujin, Miranda’s eyes go completely dark.

Still unable to accept the situation, Miranda struggles to get Bujin to deny it.

“I-It’s a lie, right? Because, Sir Bujin saved me that time–“

“Huh? Does she still not get it?”

Bujin finally speaks the truth with a scowl on his face.

“I never helped you in the first place!”

“What? However, Sir Bujin stopped Cyclo ……”

“Huh? Come on, get it through your head already, you idiot. It’s the other way around.”

Miranda finally understands when he is told that it is the other way around.

But still, she didn’t want to understand.

“No! No, that’s not true!”

“It’s true, though? I was about to rape you, and that little shit got in the way. Thanks to him, I had to go through a lot of trouble just to rape you.”

Finally, Bujin himself told her the truth in no uncertain terms.

Once she had been told this much, Miranda had no choice but to understand. Bujin was the real rapist.

“Then, I have been ……”

“Yes. You’ve been smiling and laughing with a man who’s trying to rape you. You never cared about the little brat who protected you!”

“Ugh, no way …… Cyclo ……”

Miranda hangs her head. Her feelings of guilt toward Cyclo were rising, and mixed with the despair of her current situation, she was in the worst mood.

Seeing Miranda like this, Bujin licks his tongue.

“Hehehe. That’s right. I wanted to see your despair over what you had done, you know!”

Bujin then pulls out the knife he had equipped at his waist.

He then precisely cuts the ropes binding Miranda’s body, and pushes her down the moment she is free.

“Kyaaaah!”

“Cry more, scream more, will you? Otherwise, it’s not worth it. I’ve been looking forward to making you a screaming, despairing, sex slave by fucking you!!”

Bujin, still holding Miranda down, also puts his hands on her clothes and rips them open with a knife.

“No, stop it!”

Miranda screams and struggles to resist.

But Bujin is a man who is capable of fighting to the extent that he can serve as a policeman in the Royal Capital. Naturally, Miranda, who was only a mere pharmacist, was too helpless.

Thus, without anyone knowing, Miranda was held captive in an underground prison in a city far from the royal capital, and was played with by Bujin.

Her disappearance soon became a rumor among her neighbors in the Royal Capital.

Everyone rumored that she was probably attacked during a trip.

And no one thought that he had been captured by the policeman Bujin.