These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy-Chapter 40Vol 2. : Fingertips, Reversed

Even if it’s through the blanket, pinning down a little girl and pressing her under me like this is... seriously way too perverted...

After thinking for a second, I started groping around her body over the blanket... Ahem, don’t get the wrong idea! I’m just trying to figure out her posture! Uh, that sounds kind of bad too... I just needed to judge what position she’s in so I could proceed with the next step of my plan.

Once I figured out Snowy’s position, I forced her to move her arms and legs into a standing-at-attention pose.

Then I wrapped the blanket tightly around her by drawing in both my arms, hugging her around the waist while trapping her inside.

And finally, I tied the blanket-roll with the bed sheet... Snowy-spring-roll complete!

Heh heh... which lucky customer would like to try out this freshly made little girl spring roll?

“Mm... mm-mm...”

Snowy’s muffled groans came from inside the blanket. She sounded like she was suffering.

Ugh, I got carried away again.

She must be having trouble breathing. I should at least let her head out.

I unrolled the top part of the blanket bundle and exposed Snowy’s head—just in time to feel a burst of suction, followed by a hot puff of air hitting my face as she gasped.

Her flushed cheeks were as red as a ripe apple, her bangs soaked with sweat, hair all messy.

Her small mouth opened and closed as she gasped for air, like someone with a fever or a cold.

“Ethan... it’s so hot...”

Snowy really can’t tolerate heat. Right now, still in her clothes and wrapped up in this thick blanket by me, of course she’d feel overheated.

When people get too hot, their bodies naturally lose strength. That was one of the reasons I chose to trap her in the blanket.

“Yeah, your blanket’s definitely too thick. The weather’s warming up lately—you should switch to something lighter. Maybe a space blanket or a silk one... you could ask those magical uncles for help, they’d probably deliver it the next day... Wait, what the hell am I saying?!”

Why am I suddenly so concerned with her daily life?! Have I already unconsciously started thinking I need to take care of her?

No, no, no—this mindset has to be cut off immediately! Until the conflict between us is resolved, I can’t afford to show her even a shred of softness!

With that resolve, I propped up the bundle with Snowy inside so we were face to face.

“I’m saying—surrender already, Snowy!”

“Mm... it’s so uncomfortable...”

“...”

This isn’t working... We can’t even have a proper conversation like this... ugh...

In the end, I loosened the sheet wrapped around the blanket a little so she wouldn’t feel as suffocated.

Then I wiped the sweat off her little face with my sleeve, squatted in front of her and said gently:

“I know you hate the heat, Snowy. If this keeps up, you might even faint, you know? Just promise me you’ll stop trying to collect my body parts, and I’ll let you out. How about it?”

To my surprise, she shook her head without hesitation.

“...Sigh. Okay, let’s negotiate. I’ll give you one whole fingernail this time, but after that, no more! At least until it grows back—”

Before I could finish, she shook her head again.

“Can’t... hold it.”

“Huh?”

It was only then that I realized—she wasn’t shaking her head to reject my offer, but because of something happening in her body!

The middle of the blanket bundle was shifting—she was squirming inside. When do people squeeze their legs and twist their bodies like that? It’s obvious! When they’re about to pee!

Snowy’s body began trembling lightly, and her cheeks flushed even redder.

“It’s... coming out.”

“Huh? Coming out? Wait... are you saying you need to pee? Uh—e-even if you say that, I’m still not letting you out!”

I didn’t know if she was bluffing... but even if you wet yourself in there, I won’t let you out!

I’m prepared! Worst case, I’ll just help you wash off later!

“Come on, surrender already, Snowy. You don’t want to soil the blanket, do you? Just give up and I’ll let you out.”

“Mm...”

Snowy shook her head again, then curled inward. The front of the blanket bundle puffed up. What the hell was she doing?

I got my answer in the next second.

Shnk.

A blade pierced right through the blanket bundle—right in front of my stomach! Thankfully, I was in a half-squat position. If I’d been standing normally, that would’ve gone straight into me!

Startled by the sudden appearance of the knife, I stumbled backward and fell on my butt.

Wait—so when she said “coming out”... she wasn’t talking about peeing?! She literally meant she was about to come out of the blanket!?

And as soon as that thought formed, it came true.

Riiiip!!!

The blanket bundle split in half!

Her shirt had rolled up to her chest, revealing her entire belly and cute navel. Her right hand was raised high, gripping a military knife in reverse grip.

Shit! I completely forgot she always carries a knife with her! Am I an idiot?!

The plan’s ruined! Now that she’s free, she’s definitely going to chase me down again and demand my fingernails!

There’s no choice—I have to escape through the window!

Without thinking, I turned and dashed for the window I’d opened earlier. But of course, Snowy had anticipated that—I saw her hurl the knife she held!

Whoosh!

I dove to the ground at the sound of it slicing through the air.

For a moment I thought I’d been stabbed, but when I looked back, I saw the knife had pierced clean through the fabric of my pants at the knee and embedded itself into the floor.

I quickly reached for the handle to pull it out, but before I could grab it, Snowy was already in front of me. She slammed her hand down on my shoulder and pushed me onto the floor—reversing the situation from earlier!

Her hand trembled slightly as it pressed my shoulder. Her lips were pressed tightly together, face flushed—like she was holding something in.

When someone’s hot and damp, of course they’d need to pee. It’s just a normal biological reaction.

So that means... Snowy really did need to pee earlier? This is my chance!

While struggling to pull at my pant leg, I shouted:

“Snowy, weren’t you desperate to pee?! Then just go already!”

Holding it in is bad for your health, you know! Don’t °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° worry about me—just go to the bathroom! (And let me run!)

“Too... late.”

“What?!”

I didn’t understand what she meant... until I heard the soft, trickling stream.

Then I felt wetness on the side of my clothes.

Confused, I instinctively reached to touch it—only for Snowy to grab my hand.

“Don’t... touch. It’s dirty...”

“Ugh?”

Dirty? Don’t tell me—

She meant she couldn’t hold it anymore?! She actually peed?!

“I told you to go to the bathroom! You just wet yourself! Don’t you feel embarrassed?!”

“...Sacrifice... for justice...”

“Is that idiom really appropriate here?!”

So she’d rather pee her pants than let me escape?! Is stealing my body parts your idea of justice?!

And saying I can’t touch because it’s dirty... but peeing on me doesn’t count as dirty?!

Snowy’s face turned redder than ever. She puffed her cheeks in embarrassment and let out a “mngh” sound.

But even so, she stayed committed—firmly pressing my shoulders down, wrapping her thighs around my waist so I couldn’t move.

“Hey! Go to the bathroom already! It’s running down your legs!”

“No.”

I don’t know if she gave up or just didn’t care anymore, but the sound of the stream grew louder, soaking right through and drenching my stomach.

“Ethan... would run.”

“Then don’t hold me down while peeing on me, ugh...”

This is a disaster...

The smell is drifting up now...

Aren’t girls supposed to get embarrassed just from the sound of peeing? Let alone letting someone smell it—or peeing on them?!

Please act like a normal girl just this once!

Although... if she were a pet, peeing on her ‘owner’ like this might actually be pretty normal...

No, what the hell am I thinking?!

The sound gradually faded away... Finally, she finished.

“Mmm... kinda... excited.”

“HUH?!”

Don’t develop weird kinks on me now!!

“So then... let’s continue.”

“What?!”

Of course she means continue stealing parts from me!

She shifted her hand, pressing one against my chest while slowly raising her upper body. Her other hand reached down, grabbing the hem of her skirt and lifting it up—biting the fabric to hold it in place.

But she wasn’t trying to show off her panties...

She was pulling out the dagger strapped to her thigh!

Sure enough, Snowy yanked the blade out, then planted her small foot directly on my chest—hard!

“Gah!”

What the hell are you doing?!

She used that foot as a pivot, spun 180 degrees, and sat on my face with her back to me!

UWAAAA! WHAT THE HELL?!

“MMMPH! MM-MMMPH!”

I thrashed wildly, flailing my still-free limbs—only to have them pinned down in seconds.

The leg that was still moving got locked by her foot. Both my hands were caught and clasped tightly together.

And just like that, I was immobilized—completely unable to move.

I could already picture what was about to happen next...

Liquid flowed into my nostrils, stinging them with an acrid smell that made me cough uncontrollably.

“Kuh-koff—!”

Snowy reacted to the coughing, wiggling her butt twice.

“Mmm... Ethan.”

She called my name.

“It won’t... hurt too much.”

Her voice had a trace of kindness... and excitement?

“It’ll be over... in one go.”

She sounded like a nurse comforting a child afraid of a shot.

But this is NOT the same thing at all!

“Mmph! MMMPH! MNNGH!”

I desperately wiggled my fingers, trying to resist in any way I could—but then something tied my wrists.

She grabbed my left hand—and I felt the cold edge of a blade press against the base of my left ring finger...

She didn’t just want my nail.

She wanted the entire finger.

No no no no NO—!

Someone save me—anyone!

I! Don’t! Want! To! Lose! A! FINGER!!