Volume 4 Magic is Not Eco-Friendly
Chapter 1
“So, in summary, do you admit you were wrong?”
I sat on the edge of the bed with my arms crossed, questioning Qifeng.
And she… I’m almost too embarrassed to say it. She was submitting timidly at my feet, kneeling on a washboard.
I sighed helplessly. Please don’t get the wrong idea about me from seeing this. It was her—it was Qifeng who insisted that I punish her.
A few minutes ago—
“Fei’er, whether you hit me, scold me, tie me up, or whip me, I will gladly accept it.”
“What are you talking about—I just want you to admit you were wrong.”
“I know you’re angry with me… so… my body is yours to take your anger out on.”
I just want you to admit you were wrong.
“Then… just punish me. Don’t you want to leave an indelible impression on me so I can repent and change my ways?”
I just…
I snapped!
“Is it that hard for you to just admit you’re wrong? Do we have to go through all this trouble? Fine, you just wait.”
And so, I brought out Lian Qi’s family punishment tool—the washboard.
But seeing Qifeng kneeling on the washboard, looking all shy and flushed… it reminded me that Lian Qi still has a photo of me kneeling on a washboard hidden on her phone. Was my expression like Qifeng’s in that photo? That’s just too shameful!
N-No!
I wasn’t like Qifeng, looking all shy and as if I couldn’t get enough of it! At that time, I was enduring the gradual erosion of my male dignity. My face was clearly full of shame, okay!
But Qifeng, on the other hand… I hesitated for a long time before kneeling that time. She, however, looked like she was having some kind of withdrawal, and only quieted down once she was kneeling on the washboard.
Also, I’ve kneeled on a washboard before, so I know how much it hurts your knees. But she didn’t complain at all. She’s really reached a new level of washboard-kneeling, hasn’t she? I have to hand it to her.
“I know I was wrong. I… I shouldn’t have kissed you, Your Holiness…”
Qifeng said in a delicate, cooing voice, her fingers unconsciously kneading the skirt spread over her knees.
“You are the pure, pristine, and unadulterated incarnation of the Holy Light, and yet I… defiled…”
“Stop, hold it! What’s this about ‘defiled’ or ‘not defiled’?”
“Ah—I mean—I blasphemed the Saintess…”
How should I put this… Qifeng is my childhood friend, after all. I don’t have much to say about her kissing me, but…
“I’m trying to say you shouldn’t have used force! Especially when my hands and feet were tied and I couldn’t resist!”
Qifeng squirmed, covering her lips with her fist, and said shyly, “You can tie me up, too…”
“Why would I tie you up?”
I feel like this situation is heading in a weird direction.
“After all—that idea was mine… It’s only natural that you’d want to settle the score with me now. Besides… besides…”
She blushed and said softly.
“Besides, I… I haven’t yet tried what it feels like to be tied up by you, Fei’er.”
I looked at her with an expression that said ‘I see right through you,’ speechless. Why does she want me to tie her up? I don’t have sadistic tendencies.
“N-No? I’ve… I’ve only ever tried tying myself up. Can’t you just grant my wish, as part of this punishment?”
The amount of information in that one sentence is huge. Only ever tried tying yourself up? Just how many times have you done that behind my back?
I’m blushing for her! How can she say something so shameful and still look so pitiful and innocent?
But, I remember Qifeng once said she only shows her M-side in front of me. So… deep down, does she actually want me to be more dominant?
Fine. I’m a boy, after all.
“Then what should I do? I don’t have any rope in my house.”
“You can use stockings.”
I threw out a “You’re hopeless,” and then pulled a random pair of white thigh-high stockings from the closet. I gave them a tug; the elasticity was pretty good.
“Then be good and don’t move. Let me tie you.”
She obediently brought her wrists together and offered them to me.
How would I have any experience with tying someone up? I could only wrap the stockings around her wrists twice and finish it with a bow.
“I remember the student council members didn’t tie me up this way,” I said, examining Qifeng’s bound hands. “But this looks pretty cute.”
“It looks just like how a girl would tie it. So this is Fei’er’s exclusive binding style.”
Qifeng giggled foolishly.
Eek, I really want to keep my distance! Masochism isn’t contagious, is it?
Qifeng looked at me lovingly. “Fei’er… have you ever heard of kikkō-shibari?”1
“No, never heard of it, I don’t know.”
Just hearing the name sounds evil! I turned my face away, embarrassed, scratching my cheek with one finger. After a while, I peeked back at the shameful sight of her with her hands tied by me.
And she’s still kneeling on the washboard…
“How… how do you feel?” I couldn’t help but ask.
Qifeng grinned foolishly at me. “Mhm. You tied it really tightly, Fei’er. I can’t break free.”
I lowered my head to look at her wrists. “Really? Won’t it cut off your circulation? Last time, the marks from your chains on my wrists took days to fade. Every time I saw those marks, I relived that moment… it felt so shameful…”
“It won’t. Stockings are really soft, so it doesn’t hurt the wrists that much. It’s kind of like the feeling of the rubber tourniquet before they draw blood… You only got marks, Fei’er, because you were struggling so much.”
“And that was only because you were forcing a kiss on me!” I shot her a reproachful glare.
“I really don’t get why you’re obsessed with being tied up. I don’t feel anything but shame.”
“Because being bound tightly gives me a sense of security… especially being bound by you, Fei’er.”
Qifeng clearly hadn’t been drinking, but she seemed slightly drunk.
“Fei’er… next…?”
“Next?”
“Mhm~ My hands are tied by you right now. I’m at your mercy. Aren’t you… going to do something to me?”
My face flushed red, and I felt shy. “Do what to you!?”
“You can continue punishing me. Whip me… or… while I’m kneeling on the washboard like this… sit on me.”
“Eh, eh, eh, eh???”
My face got redder and redder.
“Your head is just full of shameful thoughts!”
This is too much, just too much, way too much!
Seeing her kneel on that washboard for so long, I actually felt bad for her. I guess I really don’t have any sadistic tendencies. So, I picked her up in a princess-carry.
Qifeng is a little taller than me, so carrying her like this felt a bit disproportional.
“Did your knees hurt, kneeling for so long?”
She shook her head. “Doesn’t hurt at all.”
The world of an M is truly incomprehensible.
She looked at me lovingly from my arms.
“Fei’er… you’re being so gentle with me.”
“Don’t you like it when I’m rough with you?”
After I said that, just like Lian Qi did to me last time, I roughly threw Qifeng onto the bed.
“Uwaah, I love it when you’re rough with me, Fei’er.”
She lay on the bed, blushing, with that ‘can’t get enough’ expression on her face.
“You’re really hopeless! Then I’ll punish you by making you sleep tied up tonight!”
Footnotes
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龟甲缚 (Guījiǎ fù): This is the literal Japanese term for “tortoise-shell binding,” a well-known form of Japanese rope bondage (shibari). “Kikkō-shibari” is the correct term in English. ↩