An Aura Farmer's Guide to Another World-Chapter 35: My Yandere Captain: Cupcake’s Sweet Revenge

Waking up, I was cold and exposed. Looking down, I realized I was nearly naked, dressed only in boxer shorts.

My mouth felt strangely stuffed, and upon trying to bite down, a soft, cotton-like texture made me gag, though I couldn’t vomit.

It seemed Cupcake had left me in just my underwear, silenced me with a rag in my mouth, and bound me to a chair in the middle of her room.

"It’s time for payback."

Cupcake rose, approaching with my pocket knife in her hands.

She placed a leg on the chair, missing my penis by inches. Leaning close, Cupcake was dressed in black leather underwear, her skin illuminated by the gas-powered lanterns and candlelight.

"Lana instructed me to comply with the recruits’ decisions, whatever they might be," Cupcake said, her hand slid a pocket knife against my cheek, a hair’s breadth from breaking the skin.

Cupcake used the knife to raise my chin, her fury burning into me via her red eyes. "But no one said anything about having to believe in a Demo King," she said.

"It’s humiliating. I clawed my way up to the rank of a Captain, and then I had to bend to your will in front of everyone."

As she handled the knife, it shifted, and the sharp edge grazed my chin. A small cut appeared, then a drop of blood emerged.

A tremor ran through my hands, making the bonds around my wrists feel even tighter. My breath hitched, each gasp a desperate attempt to fill my lungs, while my heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

"From the radio, news has already spread that a supposed demon king has appeared, and a captain within the House of Sinners foolishly believes in this impostor. The captain is so deeply delusional that they’ve entered into a master-disciple agreement with him."

Just then, Cupcake moved, sliding her leg back from the chair. I felt her presence behind me, her hands gliding across my chest.

The knife traced circles around my abs, lingering.

She lowered her head and whispered into my right ear. "You’ve ruined my reputation. I’ve been reduced to a lovesick fool, completely fallen for the so-called False Demon King. All because of you."

She shifted her head and repositioned it to my left ear. "My dream of becoming a five-star general is lost, and with it, my desire to trample all those who dismissed me simply for having only a barrier skill."

Pulling away, Cupcake gripped my shoulders. "It’s all your fault!" she spat out.

A cold sweat pricked at my skin, dampening my boxer shorts and sending a shiver down my spine.

"Here is the catch." Cupcake’s nails dug in harder, making me wince.

"Within my barrier field, I possess a unique skill: detecting falsehoods uttered by anyone who enters."

Despite standing behind me, without any reflections, I sensed her face slowly stretching into a smile.

"You’re indeed the reincarnation of the Demon King. I know for sure the demons wouldn’t ever accept a human in that position, but I’m absolutely sure of it."

Repositioning herself, Cupcake sat on my thighs. Her hands reached out and settled on my shoulders.

"While I told you that you could use me, I actually meant the reverse. As the Demon King, I will utilize you to ascend within the Demon army ranks."

My entire body tensed, every muscle locking tight. Despite this, and with bold defiance, my dick sprang up, a forceful surge nudging Cupcake as she sat on me.

"As our bond grows, I’ll receive revelations as the Demon God’s disciple. Combined with my barrier skill, I’ll be unstoppable." A smug smile touched her lips.

Holding my chin gently, Cupcake spoke, "When you were asleep, I used your fingerprint to sign a document requesting permission for you to stay in my room."

She tilted her head. "You can try to leave, but you’ll come back to me. You have no choice."

With must of my blood leaving my head and rushing downwards toward my cock, I found myself with scarcely any mental clarity. It felt like my brain cells were frying as I desperately tried to understand Cupcake’s intentions.

"You will give up everything for me. Your life, Your future... It’s all mine."

Bending closer, Cupcake gently licked the wound on my chin, then swallowed. "You don’t need anyone else. I’ll take care of everything for you."

Absolutely mad. That’s the only way to describe her. I’ve made up my mind; after this, I’m done. The moment I’m out of her room, I’m not returning, ever.

She cupped my face in her hands, compelling me to look her straight in the eyes. "You don’t need anyone else, do you? Just me. I’m all you’ll ever need."

She placed her hand in my mouth and examined my fangs, "Lana has already agreed to put me in charge of the new Squad you will be a part of, you can’t run away from me, you belong to me, and only me. No one else can have you." freeωebnovēl.c૦m

She pulled her hand away, then tasted the lingering saliva."You are the one who started this, you led everyone to believe I had fallen in love with you, convinced them I am delusional, and your only disciple. Now, you have to own it, you are not allowed to talk to other girls except me. You’re mine, and mine alone. Everyone else is just a distraction."

Cupcake used the pocket knife to slice through the cloth that was bound over my mouth. "I’m just looking out for you, my king. I only want what’s best for us."

Before I could utter a single word, the door swung open. Three women, adorned in vibrant, colorful gowns, emerged.

Instantly, they retreated, scrutinizing Cupcake and me. She was perched on my lap, and I was wearing only boxer shorts while she wore just her underwear.

"It’s not what it looks like," I tried to explain, but their expressions clearly said they thought otherwise.