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Chapter 74 by tf-mistress tf-mistress

What will the fourth day bring?

Love and Hate

Levi Summers

Levi stirred awake as soft morning light filtered through his window. He blinked groggily, his mind caught between the fading remnants of a dream. As the boy leaned forward to get up, he realized his arm was pinned down. Looking to his side, he saw something that would have been unthinkable mere days ago: A woman sleeping beside him. The catgirl, peacefully asleep, had her slender arms wrapped around his in a comforting embrace.

Memories of the prior night came rushing back. The anime showdown, the kisses, the sex, and the tattoo experimentation. A part of him still thought it was a dream. But feeling Sophia's warm body against his allowed clarity to wash over him, affirming that this was indeed reality.

Levi gazed at her, captivated by her quiet beauty. Her chest rose and fell gently in rhythm with her soft breaths, and a faint smile played on her lips, suggesting she was lost in a dream. The warm light filtering through the curtains cast a soft glow on her delicate features, highlighting how her hair fell gracefully over her forehead. At that moment, he felt an overwhelming sense of affection, appreciating how peaceful and content she appeared in the stillness of the morning.

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Slowly, he tried to sit up, hoping not to wake her. But as he moved, her arms tightened, pulling him back down with surprising strength. She mumbled something incoherent, nuzzling her face into his neck as if to say, Not yet.

Levi happily sighed. Hesitantly, he lifted a hand to scratch behind her ears. She only responded with a purr, her tail beneath the curling lazily over his leg.

The boy no longer had any desire to get up.


Azure

Azure emerged from the dense woods, a heavy melancholy in her chest. She felt a sense of gratitude as she observed that most of her test subjects had maintained their distance from her. She considered that they likely sensed the unwelcoming aura surrounding her and wisely chose to keep away for their own safety.

Of course, this shallow part of the woods was known to host only her least dangerous creations anyway, with the actual threats sealed deeper within. Still, she was glad to not have to bother with the small fry, not having the energy to deal with them right now.

She paused for a moment as her castle came into view. She took a deep breath of the crisp, cool air, trying to shake off the oppressive feelings that clung to her. As she looked ahead, she spotted Alison standing by the path, her usual, stupid face as blank as ever. She sighed wearily; Alison was the last person Azure wanted to see right now.

"Did you enjoy your walk?" Alison asked.

Azure crossed her arms, not having the energy to even be annoyed. "That's none of your concern."

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"I assume you were visiting Three-Sixty-One?" Alison asked as the redhead walked past her.

Azure attempted a sneer, but her malaise muffled her usual irritation. "Are you spying on me?"

Alison shook her head. "I guessed. You had to submit a dossier on your test subjects for approval for this season's location. Three-Sixty-One seems to be the one you’d visit when feeling forlorn."

The host rolled her eyes. "Well, good thing I'm not fucking forlorn then."

Alison ignored her deflection. "As the host, you are eligible for mental health services if you wish to see an actual therapist."

Annoyance finally broke through. "Shut the hell up. You don't know what you're talking about."

"Unsurprising. Very few hosts use those benefits," Alison noted to herself.

"Do you have any useful updates, or are you just here to waste my time?" Azure snapped.

"Ms. Moulins' DVD was not in your office," Alison replied. "I should remind you that it is studio property to be returned upon the season's completion."

Azure closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "I know that! Get off my back."

Alison bowed slightly, leaving Azure uncertain whether it was sarcastic or sincere. "Very good. Then nothing, mistress. The contestants are simply awakening now."

"Brilliant," Azure said unenthusiastically.


Levi Summers

Levi finally managed to wiggle free from Sophia's iron grip after a fair bit of awkward maneuvering. She had groaned sleepily before rolling over into a deeper slumber. Truthfully, Levi would have stayed. But his stomach had other plans. The growing ache of hunger had finally overpowered the comfort, and with a **** sigh, he’d untangled himself from her grasp.

Now, he was downstairs in the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and hoping coffee and a quick breakfast would clear the weird morning haze still clinging to him.

As he opened the cupboard door, a wave of nostalgia washed over him. He saw shelves lined with brightly colored cereal boxes, each a familiar favorite from his childhood. A smile spread across his face as he wondered if Sophia would enjoy waking up to him bringing her breakfast in bed.

"H-hello, Mr. S-S-Summers."

Levi turned to the trembling voice to see Ji-Woo, clearly terrified, standing in the corner of his kitchen.

As Levi gazed at the woman he loathed, the one who had stolen his father and brainwashed his friend, a wave of bile washed over him, erasing the inner peace and joy Sophia had given him.

Ji-Woo instinctively recoiled as Levi's furious eyes fell upon her. "I... I'm here f-for our morning m-meeting," she explained.

"How dare you show your face!" Levi seethed. "After what you did to Elena!"

"I... made a mistake... I wanted to..."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he roared, making Ji-Woo shriek. "I don't give a FUCK what BULLSHIT you have to say!"

"P-please, just h-hear m-me out," she quivered. "I... I can't l-lie, s-so you know I..."

Levi grabbed his empty cereal bowl and shattered it onto the ground besides his own feet. "I SAID SHUT UP!"

Ji-Woo dropped to her knees, pressing her forehead to the ground as she clasped her hands above her head. "Please, just listen!" she urged, her every word taking all her courage. "I... I just want to talk!"

"Oh FUCK OFF!" He screamed. "Don't bother! I will never, EVER forgive you!"

"I know. I don’t expect you to stop hating me! I know I can do nothing to make up for what I did!"

Levi squeezed his fist so tightly that it nearly broke his skin. "Then what the FUCK do you want from me?!"

"M-My score... I'm going to get eliminated at this rate."

Levi raised an eyebrow. "So?"

Ji-Woo took a deep breath. "I know you despise me. But you saw what happened to Jezebel and Lauren-Two. No one deserves that, right?"

A deafening silence rang out Levi. Ji-Woo turned his gaze upwards, her terror growing from Levi's lack of response. "R-right?" she repeated, a a clear tone of begging in her voice.

Levi remained silent, staring down at her with utter revulsion. Finally, he spoke, his words absolutely dripping with venom.

"Say you didn't do it."

"W-what?" Ji-Woo asked.

The corners of Levi's mouth raised. "Say you didn't take my dad away from me."

Ji-Woo stared at him, a mixture of confusion and intimidation. "I don't understand."

"SAY IT!" he barked.

Completely panicking, she repeated him. "I didn't take your dad from youUUU OOOHHH GOOODDD!"

The bowing woman suddenly released a howl that echoed through the quiet space as an orgasm rocked her to the core.

"Say you didn't mind controlled Elena!" Levi ordered as he approached the cumming secretary.

"N-no! P-please!" Ji-Woo begged.

Levi stomped his foot next to her. "DO YOU WANT ME TO ELIMINATE YOU?!"

"NO!" Ji-Woo screamed, completely terrified. "I... I didn't m-mind control ElenaAAAHHHHH AHAHHH AHHH!"

Ji-Woo rolled onto her back, her face burning with a deep crimson flush, unable to stop herself from squeezing her own chest.

"SAY IT AGAIN!" he demanded, feeling himself harden.

Ji-Woo didn't have the control to fight back anymore, so utterly consumed by lust and terror. "I didn't... control... ElenaAAAAAAAH GOODDDD! OOOHHH GOOOODDD!"

Levi dropped to his knees, bringing his face over hers. He stared down at his prey with a wild mania beyond anything he'd ever felt before as years of pent-up rage exploded onto her! "That's right! Feel that! It's what you deserve!"

"P-please... I... s-sorry...." Ji-Woo barely managed to whisper between her body spasming.

"You don't GET to tell me what to do!" He screamed into her face. "Didn't you hear Azure?! I'm your MASTER! YOU HEAR ME! Your my FUCKING property! Tell me I'm WRONG! TELL ME!"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Sophia yelled.

Levi's blood chilled to ice as he glanced toward the stairway. There stood Sophia, her eyes wide and expression frozen as she looked at him in sheer horror.

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“S-Sophia... I...” Levi stammered, his voice trembling. The remnants of his blood rage slowly faded, leaving him feeling disoriented. He gazed down at Ji-Woo, twitching and sobbing quietly, her beet-red face hidden in her hands. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time. Then, he turned his attention back to Sophia, her expression etched with fear of him.

"Sophia... I didn’t mean to... I..." He struggled to speak as he took a step towards her, but Sophia turned and ran back up the stairs, away from him.

"Wait! Come back!" Levi shouted desperately, his voice echoing with regret. A moment later, from out of sight, he heard her shriek as her tattoo activated, sending **** sexual stimulation between her legs, disciplining her for not returning when ordered.

"I didn't mean that!" He cried, realizing what he had done. "I... that was optional! I meant... only if you want to... I... Sophia, I'm sorry!"

Sophia didn't respond as her tattoo stopped stimulating her. She got back up and scurried up the stairs. Levi heard her reach his bedroom and slam the door behind her.

"I'M SORRY!" he cried again, both tears and guilt welling up inside him. "I'm sorry..." he repeated in a whisper.

He looked back down at Ji-Woo, who avoided his gaze, too frightened to speak.

Without another word, Levi fled from the kitchen, down the stairs, through the living room, and out of the tower. With a forceful push, he slammed the door shut behind him, the loud thud resonating in the quiet air. He leaned against it, trying to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he attempted to steady himself.

Moments later, he punched himself across the face, knocking his glasses off. They clattered to the ground, the lenses glinting in the sunlight, as he stared at the floor in shame.


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