"Oh, my... the princess... that sweet lady is a cripple? Who would've thought that pretty woman, not as pretty as , would be crippled?"
Alice's words were soaked in fake sympathy, her eyes pretending sadness for the princess.
"Yeah, who would've thought."
Kaisen awkwardly chuckled, feeling a knot of unease in his stomach.
Seeing Alice's earlier reaction had him a bit scared.
"So what about her? Why would you visit her room... at night? Did you go because you felt pity for her?"
Her gaze bore into him, her eyes sharp with suspicion.
"N-no, no, no. I-uhh-I heard she wasn't getting married because she was a cripple—"
"So what? Why were you in her room at night? Huh? What can you do for her marriage?"
She interrupted, her head tilting to the side, a small, sadistic smile playing on her lips.
'What have I gotten myself into!'
"Let finish, Alice-san... Let finish and... and you're hurting ."
He pleaded, feeling the weight of her stare like a physical force.
"H-hurting you? ? No, no, no. I will never hurt my Kaisen-kun. How can I hurt you at all? You're my honey bun... I would never hurt you."
Her tone was saccharine, but there was an unsettling undertone to her words.
She shifted uncomfortably on top of his body, then suddenly maneuvered herself into a strange position.
Her elbows were planted firmly on either side of his head, and she spread her legs wide until she was balanced on her insteps and elbows, hovering just above him.
It was like she was performing so sort of bizarre plank exercise, but the intense stare she fixed on him made it feel more like a scene from a horror movie.
With a gaze that seed to pierce through his very soul, she hovered over him like a predator assessing its prey.
Her eyes were half-lidded, a subtle smirk playing on her lips as her hair cascaded down around them like a dark waterfall.
Un-strangely, her breasts hung loosely, lightly brushing against his chest, but in that mont, it was the least of his concerns.
"Comfortable, Kaisen-kun?"
She asked, her eyes beaming with mischief, and she smiled like a predator sizing up its prey.
His laughter was a touch too forced, punctuated by awkward pauses.
"Oh, yeah. I'm, uh, cozy as a bug in a rug, you know?"
He shifted under her, trying to appear at ease, though his discomfort was palpable.
"Good, good. Now, honey bun, tell . Why were you in her room? At night, no less. Honey bun visiting a cripple woman? What will they say if anyone sees you there? Huh? What will they say, honey bun?"
She asked, tilting her head like a psycho, and Kaisen gulped.
"Bec-because I wanted to help her walk straight."
He said and imdiately, her eyes narrowed, and her small smile widened to a grin, her eyes glowing and her pupils dilating.
"Help her walk straight? Kaisen-kun wants to help the cripple princess walk straight?"
She asked, her tone going darker and Kaisen nodded.
"I-I-I thought if I know what her condition is, then I can co to my dear, sweet, honey peach and ask her for help."
He stamred out, smiling awkwardly at her.
"Honey peach? ? You're calling sweet and dear and honey peach?"
She smiled shyly, her eyelashes fluttering like a schoolgirl.
"That's it, honey peach. You're like honey, and I want to devour every drop. And peach... well, you know what I want to do with that juicy fruit."
He said, his awkward smile widening as his hands traveled towards her ass and delivered a resounding slap, the sound reverberating in the room.
"Kaisen-kun, you're such a charr, aren't you? Talking about sucking dry and grabbing my ass. Sha on you."
Alice scolded him, her cheeks flushed, biting her lip seductively.
"And then? Why ? What do you think I can do for you, hmm?"
"Because you're the greatest healer in this world, honey peach. Only you can help the princess."
He declared. Alice's eyes widened in surprise.
"Really? You think I'm the greatest healer in the world? Oh, my. Kaisen-kun, you charr."
She exclaid, cheeks flushing as she bit her lip seductively.
"Honey peach and honey bun truly are ant to be together, aren't we?"
"Yes, honey peach. We're ant to be."
He affird, feeling the rush of excitent as Alice leaned in for a passionate kiss.
Her lips t his eagerly, her hands tangling in his hair as they lost themselves in the mont.
The awkward plank position crashed onto him, though with less force, feeling more like a soft, jelly-like weight atop him.
Her whole body seed to ld with his, her warmth enveloping him completely.
As she ravaged his mouth, her tongue dancing with his, her breasts squashing against his chest, he felt a surge of desire coursing through him.
When she finally separated from him, Kaisen opened his eyes to see her smiling brightly, her eyes beaming with happiness and excitent.
"B-but why, honey bun? Why would I help her? What will I gain if I help her at all? Unless you..."
"Ha, ha, ha. Think about it, honey peach. She's a princess, and who would a princess want to marry, eh?"
Alice tilted her head, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"A prince..."
"Yes! A prince. My honey peach is so smart. Not just hot and beautiful, but intelligent too. Honey bun is truly blessed."
Kaisen praised her, and Alice blushed, biting her lips.
"So, think about it, honey peach. If we help her get better, she'll quickly get married off to a prince, right? She wouldn't be around or you if that happens, right?"
His hand resud its exploration of her ass cheeks, spreading them, grabbing, slapping, and squeezing.
Alice rely bit her lip and humd in response, her eyes sparkling with delight.
"Yes, Kaisen-kun. Honey peach understands now. You want to get rid of the princess. You want honey peach. Isn't that true, honey bun?"
She asked, tilting her head.
"Yes, honey peach. I want you."
"Oh, Kaisen-kun, honey peach is so happy. So happy that honey peach will do anything for honey bun. Anything, honey bun. Anything."
Alice gave him another long kiss, and as they kissed, Kaisen's eyes wandered to the corner of the room.
In the dim light, he saw what looked like a table, or what was left of it anyway.
It was just a bunch of broken wood scattered on the floor.
It seed like there had been a little accident or sothing.
'Ha, ha, ha. I chose life. I fucking chose life.'
He quickly checked her emotional status.
[Emotion: Submissive yandere]
A smile ford on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, and started kissing her passionately.
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