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A few days had passed since Kuroda's training ended. During the daily humiliating sessions on the toilet and rooftop, I was always shown small photographs that had been taken.
Although Kuroda managed the basic data, the contents were shared among all the delinquents, and with the incident of Dorukosu's defeat, the pressure of threats about what would happen if my identity were revealed was intensifying.
The public humiliation training show from Dorukosu had sown distrust towards Shine Mirage among the people. At school, in the academy, and on the way home, I could always hear whispers of the lewd Metamorphosis Princess or the anxiety of what would become of us.
At least, it was a small relief that Dark Crime had not appeared at this time.
This afternoon after school, we were to switch hairstyles and costumes between Magical Form and Striker Form for our violation. Sometimes, incorporating the uniform or my original black hair, it left an even greater sense of fatigue etched into the Heroine Lady.
Tomorrow was Saturday. Remembering that Gouzo had called for me on Sunday, I stepped out of the school gate with heavy footsteps.
“Buhihihi. That man's son is quite amusing, isn't he?”
Deburo chuckled gleefully as he watched the footage of Shine Mirage being trained by Kuroda inside Dark Crime's base.
“Indeed, it’s fun because he does it in a way I wouldn’t have thought of,” Misty said, sitting a little distance away in a large chair, swinging her legs back and forth as she watched the video.
“Dorukosu isn’t here because he’s not interested, but what about the Doctor?”
Only Deburo and Misty were present. Understanding well Dorukosu's personality, it was no surprise he was absent, but the Gothic Lolita Girl was curious only about the Doctor.
“I’ve asked him to do me a small favor,” Deburo replied.
“Oh? So you’re working the Doctor hard because it’s your turn next, huh? Poor thing, especially since he’s already cutting into his sleep time.”
The next to show Shine Mirage hell would be Deburo. Perhaps out of boredom, Misty exaggerated her voice to provoke him.
“I hear the analysis of the Sacred Energy is nearly complete. The Doctor seems to enjoy researching, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Well, that’s true. You’re going to do it thoroughly in front of the humans, just like Dorukosu, right?”
Her red eyes, directed at Deburo, narrowed with anticipation. Even though it wasn’t her turn, watching the detestable Heroine of Justice in a disgraceful state was utterly delightful.
“Of course. I’ll teach those humans that Shine Mirage is not a Heroine of Justice, but just a mere Sow.”
With a clatter, a chain extending from a collar that had somehow found its way into Deburo's hand fell to the floor.
Deburo himself, too, twisted his face into a grin of excitement for the next training session.
“Ufufu... I’m looking forward to it.”
As if in sync with Misty’s words, the footage also reached its end and vanished.
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