Being a Villain is My True Calling

“For the first 5 minutes, you must remain completely still, yet that would simply allow me to effortlessly eliminate you, wouldn’t it?”

“I have no intention of killing you, Ice Queen. Furthermore, if any harm befalls you or you sustain even a single drop of bloodshed, I will consider it my defeat and withdraw cleanly.”

“…How can I trust those words?”

“Should you genuinely feel your ‘life is threatened,’ you may utilize your abilities without restraint.”

However, if it becomes apparent that you were never truly in mortal peril, the hostages will face dire consequences.

“……”

Ice Queen fell silent, deeply pondering my words.

Did she truly have a choice to contemplate?
If she refused, these hostages would surely perish.

“…Very well. Enduring is the only way to ensure the citizens’ safety, is it not?”

“Yes, that’s correct. After those 5 minutes, you’ll be free to employ your abilities for the remaining 10, so you needn’t worry excessively.”

Nod

She solemnly nodded her head.
How admirable, this sense of justice.
I pocketed the bomb switch and activated my ability.

“Shall we commence, then?”

Screeeeeech-

“…Wait, wait, wait!!!”

Upon witnessing my creation, Ice Queen recoiled in shock.

“What seems to be the issue?”

“What is the issue?!! What is that thing?!!”

I followed Ice Queen’s pointing finger.

Schlick-

Wriggling tentacles, thick and lacking suction cups, emerged in response to my signal.
In other words…

“Tentacles.”

“Then why are they appearing?!!”

“They are tools for this game.”

“You depraved-”

Ice Queen’s face flushed crimson each time the writhing tentacles caught her eye.

“Wha, what do you intend to do with, with those…!”

“Fear not. I shall maintain a level of decency suitable for general audiences.”

Even if I wished otherwise, we were engaged in a live broadcast – I wouldn’t dare attempt anything from explicit erotic materials.

“If you find this unacceptable, you are free to refuse.”

Instead, the hostages would simply suffer the consequences.
I rummaged through my pocket.

“Now, where is that bomb switch…”

“…Fine.”

Ice Queen hung her head, mumbling.
I flashed her a bright smile and inquired again.

“Could you repeat that, Ice Queen?”

“I’ll do it…! I, I’ll do it, alright?!”

Ice Queen barked with reddened cheeks.

“Very well.”

Snap!

With a snap of my fingers, massive tentacles manifested.
I approached her, the tentacles in tow.

“We shall start with the tentacles making contact.”

“I, I get it, so just get on with it! Thi, this much is easily endurable for me…”

“Then I hope you can indeed endure.”

I narrowed my eyes with a smile and manipulated the tentacles.

Schlick-

‘Hfft…’

As the tentacle brushed her calf, she barely stifled a startled gasp.
The tentacle’s texture was exceptionally squishy and cold.

Screeeech-

‘Hhfftt…’

The viscous liquid coating the tentacle’s surface gradually dampened her legs.

‘…So sticky.’

While unpleasant, the peculiar situation and sensations evoked an odd feeling within her.
Slowly but steadily, the tentacles exerted pressure, enveloping her.

Before long, they had coiled around her thighs.

Schlick- schlick-

‘Mmph…’

Each time the tentacles rubbed against her clothes, peculiar noises resonated.

‘What am I even doing here…’

Ice Queen was overwhelmed by shame.

The notion that involuntary moans could escape her lips with each tentacle movement.

And the creepy, tingling sensation crawling up her spine.

But above all, the fact that this was being broadcast live filled her with utter humiliation.

Thump- thump- thump-

Her heartbeat quickened.

Screeeech-

Schlurrrp…

Suddenly, a tentacle grazed her vulnerability.

“Hfft…!!Mmph…”

Despite her efforts, an uncharacteristically high-pitched moan involuntarily slipped past her lips.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Startled, she swiftly clamped her mouth shut, but the sound could not be undone.
Ice Queen’s face gradually flushed a deeper crimson.

‘No, no…’

She wasn’t even sure what she was denying.
She wanted to deny it, fearing she wouldn’t be able to endure otherwise.

Screeeech-

The tentacles had already conquered her lower body, progressing towards her waist.

“Ju, just a mo, moment…”

The viscous fluid soaked through Ice Queen’s pristine white shirt.

Panicked, she attempted to pry the tentacles away with both hands, but…

“Oops.”

Maker manipulated the tentacles, swiftly binding her hands and forcing her arms upwards.

“Hngh, you, you…”

“I merely prevented you from violating the rules.”

You must endure, mustn’t you?
Maker spoke those words while turning to regard the hostages.

Infuriating as it was, he spoke the truth.
She had to persevere, for the citizens’ sake.

‘…Right, this much is nothing. Hngh. I, I must endure… even if it means swallowing this shame… for a little while…’

Schlick- screeeech-

The tentacles had thoroughly soaked her shirt by this point.

‘Hhfftt… mmph… hngh…’

Ice Queen’s body glistened with the tentacles’ viscous fluids.

‘…Everyone is watching me in this state…’

Her disheveled appearance, partially lidded eyes, drenched shirt clinging to her undergarments.
Everyone would bear witness to her unraveling composure.

‘…I wish they wouldn’t look…’

Schlick-

‘I really wish they wouldn’t look… hnfftt…’

The tingling sensation running down her spine, coupled with an electrifying jolt, threatened to unravel her senses.

“…Brother. Why is this sister’s face turning red while playing with an octopus? Is she angry?”

As her mind momentarily blanked before regaining clarity, the innocent girl’s inquiry caused Ice Queen’s face to flush anew.

“Ice Queen is not angered.”

“Then, why is her face red?”

And to that question, Maker flashed a gentle smile as he began explaining to the girl.

“Wha, what are you doi-…!!”

Directly demonstrating on Ice Queen’s body.

“There are some who harbor diverse tastes.”

“Tastes?”

“Yes. While Polia may be unaware, even sexual preferences exist.”

‘Explaining such things to a child…!’

As Maker approached while speaking, Ice Queen thrashed about in a flustered panic, but her limbs had already been bound behind her, rendering her struggles futile.

“The more one’s sexual desires are satisfied, the more excited they become.”

“So, is the sister excited right now? Why?”

“Hmm. Perhaps due to her helpless state, being tormented like this?”

“No, no way…!!”

Ice Queen shot Maker an anguished look.
This was all his doing.

“I, I’m not some depraved pervert…!”

“Hmm. Is that so?”

Snrk With a derisive snort, Maker took a step towards Ice Queen.

Schlurrrrp…

“Hfft?! Mmph…”

Then, ever so slowly, he lightly caressed her abdomen.

“And yet you claim not to be a pervert.”

Maker’s mocking smile.
Ice Queen’s body trembled at that expression.

Schlurrp…

“Hfft…!”

Schlurrrrrrp…

“Haah…!!”

Schlurrrrp…

“Mmph…!”

With each deliberate caress, tantalizing sensations seeped into Ice Queen.
Involuntarily, her hips began squirming.

“Pervert.”

“Hfftt…”

And observing her unraveling state, Maker began whispering into her ear with a disheveled expression.

“Masochist.”

“Hahh…”

“To think you’d enjoy being violated by a villain, rather than feeling ashamed.”

“No, no way…!!”

“I never imagined the esteemed A-rank hero, Ice Queen, harbored such tastes.”

His gentle, saccharine whispers in her ear, coupled with the tingling sensations across her abdomen, threatened to drive her insane.

“Seems the sister is a pervert…”

“No, I’m nooot…!!”

“Not a pervert, you say?”

“Hfftt…! No waaay…!!”

“Then why don’t you resist?”

“Wha…?”

Ceasing his caresses, Maker showed her the timer.
The promised 5 minutes had already elapsed.

“The time has passed. Why don’t you attempt to move?”

“Nngh…”

Gritting her teeth, Ice Queen exerted all her might to break free from the tentacles, but…

Schlurrrrp…

“Hnngh…!!”

With a mere gesture from Maker, her strength waned once more.

“…Don’t do thaaaat…”

“Do what, exactly?”

“Tou, touching me…”

“Then the hero should simply ask the villain to desist. You must resolve this yourself.”

“Haah…! Haaahh…!!”

Writhing her body, Ice Queen’s hips bucked as she attempted to muster her strength again, but…

“Phoooo-”

“Hnngh…!!”

When Maker exhaled into her ear, her vigor instantly dissipated, eliciting a resounding moan.

Maker regarded her with an amused smile.

“My, the 5 minutes have already elapsed. Why do you still resist?”

“Hfftt… nngh…!!”

“At this rate, it seems you have no intention of rescuing the citizens? I could simply declare your defeat…”

“No, no waaay…!!”

“Then why do you remain idle? Quickly, break free from these tentacles and subdue me.”

“Nngh…”

“Phoooooo-”

“Haaaahh…!!”

As Ice Queen strained to resist once more, Maker breathed into her ear yet again.

Shudder

The unfamiliar sensations robbed her of all remaining strength.
Only the thought that this felt pleasurable gradually took root in her mind.

“Are you truly willing to abandon the hostages?”

“No, I can’t…”

Maker smiled wryly at the glazed-eyed Ice Queen.

Schlurrrrp… schlurrrrp…

He tenderly stroked her hair.
With each caress, a tingling, intoxicating sensation seemed to cloud her mind.

“Are you certain you cannot abandon them?”

Shookshook

‘I can’t…’

Schlurrrrp…

“Hfftt…”

‘I can’t abandon them…’

She didn’t know anymore.
All thoughts had vanished from her mind.

Maker’s touches sent electrifying jolts coursing through her body.

Abandon them…?
She felt like she was becoming addicted to these tantalizing sensations.

Abandon…?

Her mind went blank.

Abandon…

“If you abandon them, I could make you feel even better than this.”

The man’s words whispered into her ear.

‘Abandon…’

Ice Queen’s unfocused gaze was consumed by Maker’s presence.

“Aban…don…”

“Forget about the citizens.”

…Could I really?
But I’m a hero…

“Focus solely on this pleasure.”

“Pleasure…”

Really…? Would it be alright…?
To solely indulge in this pleasure…?

“Hngh, huhh…”

“……”

In that moment, Ice Queen’s gaze fell upon a young girl trapped in the cage.
A mere middle school student, at most.

“……”

Could she truly abandon a child like her?

‘Sister! Next time, you have to try harder and definitely save kids like me, okay?’

A voice from the past echoed in Ice Queen’s mind, stirring her from her hazy trance.

“I can’t… abandon them.”

Crackle! Crackcrackcrack!!!

Shaaatterrr!

Activating her abilities, Ice Queen flash-froze the tentacles to an excessive degree, shattering them.

Crackcrackcrackcrack!!!

She then created a massive ice javelin and hurled it, not at Maker, but…

Kwaaaaaahhhh-

…towards the cage.