章 4: Wake Up
There was no way his trashy, second-hand mattress would feel so comfortable. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Sure enough, he wasn't in his room or in any place he could afford.
"I need to get out of the habit of waking up in strange places…" Ren mumbled.
With a calm mind, he took another look around. The bed he sat on was massive, draped in silk sheets, and the entire place looked like something out of a luxury hotel. Everything from the fancy furniture to the soft carpet screamed a luxury that he could never afford.
Then his head spun for a moment before the memories rushed back.
The alley. The explosion. Mirko saving him. And then…
Ren's face turned beet red as he remembered her pinning him to the wall, where she ravaged him like a beast. He touched his chest, and it was still sensitive as hell. Not to mention the clear bite marks on his body.
He didn't dream about Mirko and his encounter. It really happened.
I'm… not in her home, am I?
He glanced down and quickly lifted the sheets, realizing he was still completely naked beneath them.
"…I'd have appreciated waking up in some clothes."
Before he could think any further, the door opened suddenly, and a man walked in. Ren's eyes widened in shock. It was the Best Jeanist, Tsunagu Hakamada.
But instead of his usual hero costume, Tsunagu wore a formal butler's uniform, complete with a crisp tie and polished shoes. Even his hair wasn't in the strange style he was known for, a simplified good boy look. He wasn't the Jeanist Ren knew at all.
"Good morning, sir," Jeanist said politely.
He walked in, holding a tray with a glass of dark green liquid. His tone was calm and professional, but the sight was so bizarre that Ren almost choked.
"You're… Pro-Hero Best Jeanist!" Ren blurted out. "What are you doing here?"
Tsunagu raised an eyebrow before shaking his head. Lady Rumi must have done a number on the poor guy for him to be blurting such ridiculous things about him.
"Pro Hero? I've never been a Pro Hero in my entire life," he said. "I've served Lady Rumi since I was 18."
Ren's jaw dropped when he heard that. No wonder he had heard nothing about Jeanist in this world. Still, he never thought there'd be the day he would see Jeanist as Mirko's butler.
"This is a strange place."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Tsunagu interrupted smoothly, stepping closer.
After setting the tray on the bedside table, he held out the glass to Ren.
"Please drink this."
Ren hesitated but took the glass, eyeing the strange liquid inside.
"What is it?"
"The mistress informed me you lack stamina," Tsunagu said. "She has tasked me with improving it through proper dietary means. This booster juice will help with that."
Ren frowned as he recalled what had happened. One shot… he passed out after dumping one shot into Mirko's mouth. He didn't think his stamina would hit such critical levels.
But Mirko was right, he needed to improve a lot of things about him. After all, he couldn't possibly conquer the eroge being a one-shot man. With that thought, he took a sip and immediately, his face twisted in disgust.
"Ugh, this tastes horrible!"
"Finish it," Tsunagu instructed. "Healthy growth often requires sacrifice. Besides, the Mistress will be displeased if you don't finish it. I have a feeling you don't want that to happen?"
He might be Mirko's butler, but he had no reason to baby Ren, especially after she had ordered him to train the stranger.
With a groan, Ren pinched his nose and gulped down the rest of the bitter drink. He set the empty glass on the nightstand, glaring at it like it had personally wronged him.
"Good," Tsunagu said, his voice calm as ever. "Now, Ren—"
"Wait," Ren asked, baffled. "How do you know my name? I told no one—"
Tsunagu held up Ren's wallet.
"This was in your possession, or what remained of your possessions. I took the liberty of checking for identification."
"You… went through my wallet?" Ren asked. "Talk about invading one's privacy."
"After what you did in that alley, I don't think you mind being invaded."
Ren rolled his eyes. Being lectured by Jeanist was not on his agenda, but neither was getting blown by Mirko. Since he didn't complain about the latter, he shouldn't complain about the former.
Tsunagu continued, "Since you are an adult, I saw no need to contact your family."
Ren exhaled a sigh of relief at that. The last thing he wanted was for Aizawa or Hitoshi to find out about this whole situation—or worse, about his strange quirk.
The fewer people know about it, the more moving space Ren would have, otherwise he might get thrown into prison for abusing his quirk.
"Thank you for not calling anyone," Ren muttered.
Tsunagu gave a small nod and set the wallet down on a nearby table.
"I've also prepared a selection of clothing for you," he said. "After you've rested, please check if there is anything you like. Lady Rumi values presentation, hence you should dress accordingly."
"Can I just… leave? I mean, I have things to do."
Ren did not want to face Mirko so soon. Besides, he wanted to test his quirk more and figure out a way to complete the game. But Tsunagu's words put a stop to his thoughts.
"I'm afraid that's not possible," he said.
"What do you mean, 'not possible'?" Ren asked, panicked.
"The mistress has instructed that you remain here until she returns from her emergency call," Tsunagu explained.
Ren knew he had to escape. Since he had his quirk, he could use it to fool Tsunagu. The only issue was that he didn't know how his quirk worked.
The last time it happened was when he groped Mirko, and Ren had no intention of groping Tsunagu. Pro-hero or not, Tsunagu was a man and Ren did not want to connect with a man in such a manner.
Fuck it. I'll just touch his hand and see what happens.
Before Ren could act on it, though, Tsunagu's fingers twitched, and strands of fabric shot out from his sleeve, wrapping firmly around Ren's wrists.
"Refrain from touching me, sir," Tsunagu warned. "I'm a germaphobe and would appreciate it if you keep your hands to yourself."
"It wasn't my intention—"
Tsunagu ignored Ren's words and continued.
"You're not allowed to step out of this room. If you need anything, just ring that bell and someone will come help you."
"You're serious?! She's keeping me here like a prisoner?" Ren shouted.
In his rage, he forgot he was naked and jumped, giving Tsunagu a peek at the blade that conquered his mistress's heart. But he didn't react and merely adjusted his gloves.
"Please make yourself comfortable. Mistress will return shortly."
Ren fell back onto the bed as the door clicked shut, staring at the ceiling in disbelief.
"What have I gotten myself into?" he muttered.
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