Chapter 362: Blindfold 2
Lor tilted his head.
"With what?"
The three of them looked at each other.
Something had happened. He saw it in the way Olivia’s jaw set, in the way Lia’s smugness had an edge under it, in the way Sophia’s arms were still folded like that would keep her standing.
"Did something happen?"
Olivia’s eyes widened.
"How did you know?"
Lor shrugged.
"You wouldn’t have kidnapped me otherwise."
Silence.
Lia looked at Olivia.
Sophia looked at Lia.
Olivia finally let the breath out.
"You’re annoyingly observant for someone with such a stupid face."
Lor smiled.
"Maybe that’s my secret."
"It isn’t."
"So?"
Olivia’s expression hardened.
"Joren and Lila from class C."
The smile on Lor’s mouth thinned.
"What about them?"
"I had a little... confrontation with them."
"A little?"
"They were being assholes," Lia said.
"They attacked us," Sophia added. Her voice was smaller. "In a shop. In front of people."
Olivia nodded.
"I controlled myself. But..."
Her fists tightened at her sides.
"I really want to wipe those smug expressions off their faces."
Lia stepped closer. The low neckline of her dress shifted with the movement. Green eyes bright.
"And after what happened, I want to beat Class C even more."
Sophia nodded.
"So do I."
Lor looked at the three of them.
They were unusually serious.
Then he smiled.
Ah.
Now he understood.
"You want the Guiding Light."
All three nodded.
"Yes."
"Obviously."
"Please."
Lor leaned back in the chair and studied them for a moment.
Then he asked the question they had not prepared for.
"I will perform the ritual. But. What do I get in return?"
The room went quiet.
Olivia blinked.
"What?"
"You heard me."
"But... we’re friends."
"If we’re friends..."
Lor gestured at himself, still sitting where they had put him, wrists pink from the rope.
"...what do I normally get in return?"
Nobody answered.
Lia glanced at Olivia.
Olivia glanced at Sophia.
Sophia found the floor extremely interesting. Her short skirt brushed her thighs as she shifted her weight.
Lor waited.
"Well?"
Sophia finally spoke.
"You get to see us."
Lor raised an eyebrow.
"See you?"
Her cheeks turned pink.
"Last time..."
She hesitated.
"...you saw us."
"And?"
"There were oils... we played with them..."
She looked more embarrassed with every word.
"...and everything."
Olivia jumped in before Sophia could keep going.
"You get to see us naked and do weird perverted shit on us. Isn’t that enough?"
"But that’s what the Guiding Light wants, it’s for the ritual. Not for me."
Lor pointed at himself.
"I’m asking what I get."
Olivia stared at him.
"You’re seriously negotiating now?"
"Of course."
He leaned back.
"I am done being a nice guy and used around. Now, business is business."
Lia narrowed her eyes.
"You’re enjoying this."
"A little."
Sophia covered her face with both hands.
"I knew this was going to become perverted."
Lor smiled.
"So what do you want me to ask for?"
Olivia sighed.
"Fine."
She folded her arms again. The blouse pulled tight across her breasts.
"What do you want?"
Lor pretended to think.
"Hmmm..."
He looked at the three of them. Olivia standing straight. Lia with her hands already halfway to her hips. Sophia peeking between her fingers.
Then his expression changed.
He stood up.
Then immediately sat back down.
Olivia frowned.
"What?"
"Nothing."
He shifted awkwardly in the chair.
Bad timing. He was hard.
He looked at the three girls again.
They were waiting for his answer.
Lor rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"A free-use card."
Olivia blinked.
"A what?"
"A free-use card."
"That sounds suspicious," Lia said immediately.
"Since it’s Lor’s idea, it’s definitely perverted," Sophia muttered.
Lor grinned.
"Why are you assuming the worst?"
"Because we know you," Olivia answered.
"Fair."
He leaned forward slightly.
"It means that, for one day, I get a free pass."
Olivia’s eyes narrowed.
"For what?"
"Whatever I want to do with you."
There was a beat of silence.
Olivia’s expression changed.
"No."
Lia stared at him.
"What the fuck?"
Sophia’s face went red.
"Absolutely not."
Lor raised both hands.
"You haven’t even heard the conditions."
"I don’t care about the conditions," Olivia said.
Lia crossed her arms.
"You really thought we’d agree to that?"
Lor looked at the three of them and smiled.
"Apparently kidnapping me was the easy part."
Lia groaned.
"Fuck."
Sophia covered her face.
"This is going to be a disaster."
Lor leaned back in the chair.
"Then let’s negotiate."
"One hour," Olivia said.
Lor looked at her.
"One day."
Olivia’s eyes widened slightly.
"One day?"
She shook her head at once.
"No. That’s too much. We won’t be your slaves."
Lor raised an eyebrow.
"I’m not into making slaves. Don’t worry."
Lia folded her arms. The dress shifted over her chest.
"He’ll have us do perverted stuff like always."
Sophia nodded slowly.
"I think so too."
Lor looked between them. A grin spread across his face.
"You’re both making me sound much worse than I am."
Lia gave him an unimpressed look.
"Are we?"
"Maybe."
Olivia sighed.
She glanced at Lia, then at Sophia. Both of them were watching her. The worry was there, plain. They had done this together. She was not going to let all three of them pay for it.
"Then... four hours."
Lor’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
"Four?"
"Yes."
Her voice stayed even.
"And since it was my decision to kidnap you, you leave Sophie and Lia out of it."
Lia looked at her.
"Olivia."
Olivia did not turn around.
"You get only me."
The room went quiet. Sophia did not speak.
Lor looked at her for several seconds. She was not trying to slip free. She was taking the whole thing onto herself.
He nodded once.
"Fine."
Olivia’s shoulders eased a little.
"But..."
Her eyes narrowed.
"Even if it’s just you, four hours is too low."
Olivia stared at him.
"I want twelve hours."
"Twelve?"
"Yes."
"No."
The answer came immediately.
Lor almost smiled.
"You didn’t even think about it."
"I already did."
"Then what do you suggest?"
Olivia took a breath.
"Six hours."
Lor looked at her.
Six hours.
Less than he had asked for. Enough. He could have pushed. He did not.
A small smile appeared on his face.
"Fine."
He held out his hand.
Olivia looked at it for a moment, then took it.
Their hands met.
"Deal."