Yandere Busty Nurse's Sexual Health Care Life - Overpowered by a Hateful Woman's Obsessive Love, Trapped and Bound, Fucked Into Submission Until a Pact is Sealed - Chapter 10

“Suu… suu…”

One evening, he suddenly noticed that Mia had dozed off.

The notebook was spread out on the table, its pages unfinished, suggesting she had succumbed to sleep during her work.

Mia had many tasks: cleaning, cooking, shopping, and even caring for him personally. She was almost always within his sight, never leaving the house for long. She likely quit her nursing job by now. In the past few days, she had been with him almost constantly, to the point where he now felt uneasy when she wasn’t around.

He had noticed that, amidst her daily tasks, Mia also had moments that seemed to be dedicated to her personal hobbies.

He often saw her writing something in a notebook, jotting things down whenever she had a free moment. He had always shown a casual interest in this. It was the first time she had fallen asleep mid-writing, so he decided to peek in to see what she was up to.

The contents of the notebook gave him a strong sense of déjà vu. It was full of recipes for cooking.

It was written in exactly the same way as the image he had received long ago—meticulously detailing the types and quantities of ingredients, the calories and nutrients per serving, even the amount of salt. It seemed like she had even noted his likes and dislikes, including a note to finely chop any vegetables he disliked. He couldn’t help but smile wryly as he read it. Just when he thought he had graduated from being breastfed and treated like a baby, now he was being treated like a kindergartner.

Mia had always been like that. She was always concerned about his health, and even when he was in the hospital, if she noticed he was anxious, she would listen to his worries. She did everything she could to ensure he could live happily.

Even though this confinement life had taken a different form, the purity of it remained the same. Her fragile back seemed so defenseless, as if she hadn’t even considered the possibility of being attacked in her sleep. As the trust between them grew day by day, the chain of his collar grew longer, and now he was able to go to the bathroom on his own. The threat of a syringe was also no longer present.

She must believe that his illness is gradually being cured.

In other words, it meant he was getting closer to becoming Mia’s puppet. He was aware that his will to resist was being systematically stripped away so that he would be passively controlled by her. In fact, he couldn’t even muster the energy to attack her delicate back.

On the contrary, he was only driven by a desire to protect her—he gently draped a blanket over her fragile back.

He had convinced himself that he was blameless, but now, he wondered if that was really true.

In reality, part of the reason Mia had ended up this way was his fault too. No matter how tough things got, he had pushed himself too hard, stubbornly refusing to consult Saeko. His decision to rely on Mia from the start had been a mistake.

Still, he had been harsh toward Mia, who had acted as a vent for his frustrations. He lied to her and, fearing her sudden transformation, avoided confronting her. He now thought to himself, if only he had talked things out back then, if only he hadn’t turned away from her, this situation might not have reached this point.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t change the past, and he couldn’t forgive the things Mia had done. Still, he felt uneasy about the idea of making her bear all the blame by herself.

He too had made mistakes. His own errors had led Mia to fall into this situation. He had no right to criticize her, especially when he had been disregarding his own sins. The vengeance he had once harbored was nothing more than misplaced anger.

He needed to make amends somehow—but no, that wasn’t it. It wasn’t about guilt or atonement.

He wanted to save her.

He wished to save Mia from the torment of her past.

Back then, when he was crushed by despair, he had lost all interest in everything, even considering death. But, not finding death interesting, he had hoped to escape fueled by his thirst for revenge. As he received Mia’s service, the desire for vengeance faded, and now, it was clear to him that his true wish was to extend his hand to her.

Just as she had once guided him, now he wanted to guide Mia.

She was troubled by the fact that she couldn’t help her past love, who was absorbed in his work, and this still weighed on her heart. That’s why she didn’t want him to do anything. She probably just wanted to keep him alive as someone she could keep on a leash, dependent on her care forever.

He had gotten used to the days spent at home, being taken care of all day. But with the growing sense of peace in his heart, the worries about the future were beginning to loom larger.

His heart was likely bound by invisible shackles. He had started thinking about Mia, the one he had once resented so much. Perhaps this was all part of her scheme, but in the end, he didn’t mind anymore.

If he were to continue living this way, locked in idleness and being kept like an animal, it would be far more meaningful to take someone’s hand and live on.

To save Mia, he realized that he would have to end this life of captivity in one way or another. This life, which had started because of her being trapped by her past.

“…Hm… Ah, did I fall asleep…?”

Mia opened her eyes.

She noticed the blanket that she didn’t remember putting on herself and realized he was sitting right next to her.

“This… did you put this on me?”

He nodded hesitantly. Now that he thought about it, this was the first time he had ever been considerate toward Mia.

In the next moment, his vision suddenly spun. He had been knocked down by Mia. Her cheeks were flushed, and for a moment, her dilated pupils were filled with wild passion, but she quickly regained her composure and sat up.

“A-Ah, I’m sorry. I just… I was so happy that I couldn’t help but want to pounce on you…♡”

He was taken aback by her unusual way of showing gratitude, though in some sense, it seemed very much like her.

Regaining his composure, he asked about the recipes.

“Uh… yeah. That’s right. I want to make you delicious meals, so I’ve been writing down every recipe I think of and keeping them.”

Saying that, Mia pulled out several notebooks and stacked them on the table. The pile was so large that it was clear she had been writing for years, and it quickly began to form a mountain on the table.

“I can make anything you want, whether it’s Japanese, Western, Chinese, or dessert. If there’s something you’d like to eat, don’t hesitate to tell me. My cooking isn’t just delicious, it’s made to be healthy, too. Like this one… even though it’s normally a high-calorie dessert, with this recipe, you can reduce both carbs and fats.”

It seemed like she was truly delighted that he showed interest. As she showed him her mountain of recipe books, Mia spoke in an unusually lively manner. Watching her, he was struck by how genuinely happy she seemed, and it surprised him to see this innocent, childlike expression on her face.

As he listened carefully, Mia let out a big yawn, interrupting the conversation.

“Ah… sorry. I’ve been feeling kind of sleepy lately.”

He was concerned about the fact that she had been napping earlier and asked if she was getting enough rest.

“Thank you for worrying about me, but I’m fine. Really.”

She tried to act strong, but he started to wonder if the fatigue from her daily tasks was catching up to her.

Since she was managing all the chores and responsibilities by herself, it was only natural that the burden was heavy. This included taking care of him. It was a completely different thing from living alone. No matter how skilled she was, it was never easy.

So, he asked. What would happen with work from now on? And what would they do if they really had a child? Did she really think they could continue living like this, with the collar around his neck?

She handled both the housework and the work… there was no way she could bear that kind of burden alone.

“You don’t need to worry about anything. I’ll take care of everything for you.”

Mia didn’t give a clear answer. She just smiled and told him not to worry.

He couldn’t accept that so easily. He insisted, asking if there was anything he could do. Mia replied, her voice more firm.

“It’s fine! …Please, don’t do anything. You only need to be taken care of by me. Taking care of you is my job now. You shouldn’t push yourself anymore. Just accept my feelings.”

It felt like she was more willing to listen than before, but she rejected him firmly. He noticed that her stubbornness was something similar to his own.

‘It’s okay, don’t worry about it.’ He had said similar words in the past, especially when he was working non-stop and about to collapse. He used to tell Saeko that often.

He kept saying, ‘It’s fine, it’s fine,’ and yet, in the end, he was taken to the hospital countless times. Now, he could see how absurd those words really were.

Perhaps Mia was about to make the same mistake. In an effort not to push him too hard, she might be taking everything on herself and overexerting herself instead.

He knew better than anyone the consequences of such reckless actions. That’s why he thought carefully, trying to find a way to avoid the worst-case scenario. Though his actions were limited, his thoughts were free and unlimited.

A life that had been destroyed once. Even if it couldn’t be completely restored, he believed that the distorted parts could be corrected.

He would no longer run away.

He wouldn’t avert his eyes anymore.

He firmly decided.

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