Domestication
It refers to the process of breeding and taming wild beasts, causing their feral nature to gradually vanish until they become submissive tools for human use.
The pets people keep today might once have been solitary, proud predators of the wild, but now they are mere playthings kept for amusement.
However, if mindless beasts can be domesticated, then…
What about humans?
“Is there something you need?”
Lilo appeared in the Student Council room exactly on time, as punctual as an alarm clock.
“You seem quite impatient, don’t you?”
Livia, the Student Council President, sat in her chair and leaned back slightly with a smile.
“I saved your life yesterday. Don’t you know anything about gratitude?”
Livia was likely referring to the incident with Asado…
Indeed, the atmosphere then had been incredibly tense, like a bow drawn to its breaking point.
However…
“Someone once taught me that those who truly help others out of kindness do not make a point of mentioning it. In other words, President, your actions yesterday were not born of pure kindness, but were purposeful. Therefore, I will not thank you.”
Livia had clearly chosen the wrong target for her charms.
There was a reason the rest of the class called Lilo a “freak”…
He always used truths that sounded like twisted sophistry, leaving people unable to refute him—admitting he was right felt wrong, yet denying it felt impossible.
“Hehe, well, consider that a lesson for me then.”
Livia wasn’t angry. But her tone suddenly shifted.
“However…”
“I don’t particularly like a Vice President who isn’t very obedient.”
Yesterday, Livia’s instruction to Lilo had been to refrain from acting on his own. The meeting was supposed to be a mere greeting—neither declaring a stance nor siding with anyone. Yet, Lilo’s actions had clearly pushed the Student Council onto the opposite side of Qi Huang Shishi.
Livia stood up and walked over to Lilo.
“The Saint Tias Student Council must remain neutral. Your personal actions nearly shook its very foundation. To be honest, neither the Board nor I am very pleased to see such a scene.”
“…My apologies.”
This was the first time Lilo had admitted fault and softened his stance toward Livia.
He admitted he had been too impulsive yesterday. This was the second time he had lost control like that, yet he still couldn’t master it.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to; he simply couldn’t.
“A mere apology isn’t enough to make up for your lapse in judgment…”
As she spoke, Livia slowly reached her hand under her skirt.
The weather outside was turning cold, and the girls of Saint Tias had begun switching to stockings and long skirts. The President was no exception; today, Livia wore a knee-length skirt with black stockings.
Rustle, rustle—
Before Lilo could figure out what Livia was doing, she suddenly spoke.
“Reach out your hand.”
?
Unsure of which hand to offer, Lilo simply held out both.
Then…
A piece of “fabric,” still holding a faint lingering warmth, landed in Lilo’s palms.
“…”
Lilo stared fixedly at the silken fabric in his hands. To ensure maximum comfort for the wearer, such intimate items were usually designed to be both elastic and silky to the touch. For a high-born lady like Livia, it was naturally no cheap product.
“I shouldn’t have to tell you what this is, should I?”
Livia turned around without a change in expression and walked toward her desk. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the edge of the desk, looking at him with a smile.
“…Underwear.”
“Do you know why I gave it to you?”
“…”
Lilo turned his head toward the trash can and even took a few steps toward it.
“Not there.”
“But if it’s something you don’t want, President, shouldn’t it be thrown away?”
Sometimes Livia couldn’t tell if Lilo was truly dense or just playing the fool.
“It seems the last incident didn’t bring about any change in you at all…”
Livia pressed her skirt down in front and lightly lifted her feet.
“My meaning is: help me put it back on.”
“…”
An incomprehensible request.
“You were able to take it off yourself. Why do you need me to help you put it on?”
“Don’t be such a wet blanket. You can think of it as my personal whim. Besides, I’ve had classes all morning; I’m too tired to move another muscle. That just now was the last of my strength. Hurry up—it’s chilly down there and quite uncomfortable.”
“…”
Lilo desperately wanted to refuse such an insolent request. But if he couldn’t appease this President, he would likely be kicked out of the Student Council, or even forced to leave Saint Tias.
Especially after seeing that person, he could not afford to leave now, no matter what!
“I understand.”
Lilo held the silken fabric open with both hands. Men’s and women’s were mostly the same; the method of putting them on should be identical.
However…
Whoosh!
Just as Lilo knelt down to slide it over the President’s legs, Livia suddenly lifted her feet.
!?
Baffled, Lilo didn’t bother to argue and stood up to adjust, but the same thing happened again. Livia’s legs were restless, swinging back and forth and interfering with Lilo’s movements.
“I thought you had no strength left, President?”
“Who knows~”
This woman…
As Livia swung her slender legs, the “commando” view beneath her skirt was occasionally visible. To Lilo, however, this was nothing new; he had seen it more than once. The moment the sun rose the next day, he would forget it all anyway.
Why keep things in your head that don’t need to be there?
“Ho? Still no reaction at all. Usually, this kind of hazy ambiguity is what triggers primal desires in young couples most effectively.”
But forget Lilo…
Even Livia didn’t seem to harbor any extra thoughts from this behavior.
In some ways, the two of them were strangely alike.
“…”
Lilo tried to fathom Livia’s mind.
Is she…
Is she just amusing herself with my current reaction?
Pointless.
Suddenly, Lilo grabbed Livia’s restless calves, his fingers digging into her muscles through the stockings to pin her down.
Then, with lightning speed, he pulled the troublesome fabric over Livia’s lower legs and slid it all the way up her slender limbs. Finally, without waiting for Livia’s consent, he decisively grabbed her waist, forced her hips off the desk, and reached directly under her skirt to finish putting the garment back where it belonged.
“It’s done. I’m going—”
Before Lilo could finish his sentence…
Livia clamped her legs around Lilo’s waist, forcibly pulling him into her embrace. Her arms wrapped around his neck like a constricting python.
!?
“Finally. It’s rare to see you take the initiative.”
Livia’s face showed no emotion from the “shameful” touch that had just occurred.
She simply pressed her forehead against Lilo’s with great interest.
“It seems the training is yielding some results~”
Deep within those violet eyes, that mass of black “otherness” remained exactly as Lilo had first seen it—swirling there, constantly expanding, multiplying…
Slowly rotting her from within.
“I’m really looking forward to it, Vice President Lilo.”
Livia spoke with a beaming smile.
“I wonder when you will finally fall?”
“I so badly want to see the moment you are destroyed.”
I’m so excited for that time.
My…
“Toy.”
“…That’s the first time I’ve felt that putting on underwear is such an exhausting task.”
After leaving the Student Council room, Lilo felt physically and mentally drained.
Taking the initiative?
Wasn’t it because I was irritated by Livia’s nonsensical prank?
I really can’t understand what she’s thinking…
He couldn’t help but sigh.
“My head is a mess. I’ll go back and study for a bit.”
However…
As he walked along the corridor he took every day.
A faint, unfamiliar fragrance began to permeate the air.
“Ugh…”
Lilo suddenly felt dizzy, and his vision blurred.
Just as he was about to lose his balance and collapse to the ground.
Several figures wearing gas masks emerged from the corners, quickly stepping forward to catch him and working together to carry him away.
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