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 3

His mental stress accumulated over time, causing hyperventilation, fainting, and a fever, which forced him into the hospital. He was shocked by the sudden collapse, given that there had been no obvious symptoms before.

Work was certainly tough. The fact that he had been able to endure it until now was thanks to the significant support he had. But losing that support, and even having it turn into a threat to his mind and body, was a shock that had evidently placed an even greater burden on him.

Yadorigi Mia– He couldn’t find any hope from her anymore.

In the middle of the night in the hospital room. The face that emerged from the dim darkness—its gaze, even when simply looking down quietly, was darker and murkier than anything he had ever seen.

“…You know, when I heard you’d been admitted to the hospital again, I felt a sense of relief. Being hospitalized meant you weren’t dead. It meant you were still alive.”

Trapped in a pure white cage, connected to an IV drip resembling chains, and now the high fever made him feel incredibly sluggish, his head burning. Even with the person he least wanted to see standing before him, there was no way to escape.

When he thought about the degree of his despair, it only made him feel worse. So, he desperately tried not to think about it.

“Isn’t it terrible that I’m happy about you being hospitalized? As a nurse, that’s the worst thing you could do. But I guess it can’t be helped. It’s your fault for worrying me. It’s cruel not to contact me, after all. I’ve been helping you this whole time.”

Her voice remained as pleasant as ever, but the words she uttered provided no solace.

“But now you understand, don’t you? You can’t survive without me. You’ve become like this because you didn’t have my help. Right?”

Whose fault does she think this is? He felt irritated by her thoughtlessness, but he calmed himself down, avoiding letting his body temperature rise any further.

This would be the last time he would have anything to do with her. Once he left the hospital, he would tell Saeko everything. He would confess that he had been a victim of stalking by the nurse who had been his confidant until now. He would tell her how everything in his daily life had been watched. If it escalated any further, it could make his everyday life unbearable. It was like poison, endlessly and relentlessly infiltrating his very core. He couldn’t bear it any longer.

If he could just survive the time spent in this hospital, everything would be over. He would report it to the police, and if necessary, get a new phone and even move to a new place. He would cut all ties and erase every trace. Just hearing her voice terrified him beyond measure.

It felt like he was infected by a disease called “Mia”(Deep Love).

“Such a painful expression… but don’t worry. I’ll always be watching over you so it doesn’t get that bad again.”

As he tried to look at her face, Mia moved closer. The more he looked, the more her delicate, pristine beauty stood out. But beneath that smile, only the madness was visible—it was the only thing he could feel.

Unable to bear it any longer, he shut his eyes. He wanted to block out any trace of Mia’s presence. He just wanted to escape the madness, even if only for a moment.

“Ah… I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t help myself.”

There was a heavy, yet strangely comforting, pressure on his chest. Mia’s voice grew even closer.

“I know it might be wrong to say something like this to someone who’s already engaged, but…”

Though cautious, she didn’t hesitate to express her desires. It was a shock, like being stabbed in the chest with a knife.

“I… I think I’ve fallen in love with you.”

He couldn’t help but open his eyes.

His vision was filled with Mia, her eyes, as empty as the void, staring into his. His heart and consciousness seemed to be drawn into her gaze, as if trying to absorb everything about him.

“I think this is what it is. I’m sure about these feelings. At first, I tried to convince myself it wasn’t, but… but still, I can’t stop thinking about you. Day and night, you’re always on my mind. I want to do everything for you. I can’t help wanting to give myself to you. I feel like I could do anything for you. So, this is love. I love you from the bottom of my heart. Ah, but you’re engaged, right? I must be causing trouble with what I’m saying. I don’t want to trouble you, so I won’t force anything. But… if you’d be willing…”

“How about you break off that engagement?”

“If you do that, you won’t have to worry about anything, right? If you sever ties with her, you’ll be able to love me without any hesitation, right? I mean, that woman isn’t even worth marrying, is she? She can’t cook, and she doesn’t even take care of your health, right? Her b00bs are small, and with that pathetic body, how could you get excited, right? If you can’t get aroused during s3x, you won’t have enough sperm to make kids, right? Doesn’t it seem pointless to marry someone who’s useless? She’s not worth putting up with the stress of a job just to marry her, right?”

――Don’t mess with me!

He rejected it outright. His bl00d rushed to his head. He couldn’t tolerate that—he couldn’t stand the thought of denying Saeko. What could someone like her possibly understand about Saeko?

“Ah… I’m sorry. I accidentally spoke the truth. But I’m not saying this to be cruel to you. I’m recommending that you love ‘me, the one who can help you,’ because it’s for your own good.

Since I’ve been managing your health, I know everything about you. I can cook healthy meals perfectly tailored to your body. Even if you fall ill, I have the qualifications to properly nurse you. I make enough money and have savings to support you. If your heart gets tired, I can heal you as much as you like. I’ll even let you enjoy my voluptuous body as you please. With my br3asts and hips, full of womanly charm that even the patients can’t help but stare at, I’m sure you’ll be satisfied. With this body, I can help you produce healthy sperm and give birth to healthy, energetic children. I can do everything that other woman can’t.”

She built a rational, flawless, and irrefutable logic, speaking rapidly as if the idea of them coming together was a natural law of the universe.

“Loving me makes perfect sense.”

“You’ll be healthy and live a long life.”

“A bright and bustling household full of children.”

“Everything sounds great, right?”

“And yet, you still don’t plan to discard that woman?”

It felt like the tactics of a con artist. She strung together appealing words, as if there were no drawbacks, skillfully manipulating him in a way that felt like brainwashing.

But those words likely contained no lies. The fact that Mia had been of help to him was an undeniable truth. Therefore, she was trying to slip into his heart through that crack. Perhaps, had there been no one else to give his love to, he might have accepted her.

He answered.

The person he should love was, at the very least, not Mia.

He said he didn’t have any love he could give to her.

“……I see. Well, I guess it can’t be helped.”

The heavy pressure of her full curves disappeared from his chest.

Her naked obsession faded away so easily it felt like a lie, and Mia reached for the curtain.

There she paused ominously.

“But I believe you’d be happier if you chose Mia. Absolutely. It’s what’s best for you. Everything Mia says is right. You just haven’t understood it yet.”

―― I-w-i-l-l m-a-k-e y-o-u u-n-d-e-r-s-t-a-n-d.

Leaving behind such a dreadful farewell gift, her footsteps quietly faded away from the hospital room.

Suddenly, exhaustion washed over him. His excitement had probably caused his fever to spike even more. He didn’t have the energy to think anymore.

He only hoped that when he woke up, everything would be as if it had never happened.

Dreaming of such a world, he closed his eyes.

※

His awakening was a nightmare.

A sense of discomfort that felt like a mix of hundreds of illnesses condensed into one. A horrible pain, as if his brain was being eaten away by maggots, and a nausea that felt like cockroaches were crawling inside his stomach, overwhelmed him as he woke up.

His head was spinning. His vision swirled uncontrollably. He couldn’t stop the cold sweat covering his entire body, and with the wave of intense nausea crashing over him, he vomited everything from his stomach.

The moment he thought, “This is bad,” he had already tumbled off the bed and collapsed onto the floor.

Overwhelmed by an unimaginable and extreme crisis that made him genuinely fear for his life, he lost consciousness soon after waking up.

Immediately, the nurses rushed to his side and administered proper treatment, which helped stabilize his condition. After narrowly escaping death, he braced himself for news of a serious illness and listened to the doctor’s explanation, though it didn’t make sense to him.

After undergoing a thorough examination, they reported that there were no signs of any abnormalities.

The doctor settled on the explanation that it was just stress, telling him there was no risk of death and patting him reassuringly on the shoulder. But he couldn’t accept it. It was clearly suspicious.

He was only able to say this because he had gone through it: it wasn’t caused by stress. There had to be something else at play. Otherwise, he couldn’t believe the extreme discomfort that made him feel as if death was near.

There was another reason his doubts were intensifying. Since that day, he hadn’t seen Mia.

The nurses explained that she took a break due to health reasons, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more behind it. She was supposed to care about him more than anyone, and she should have been watching over him every second. Would she really neglect her duties because of a minor illness? He hadn’t seen any signs of illness even the day before.

On the day of his discharge, the mystery remained unsolved as he returned home.

He hadn’t seen Mia, and strangely, even Saeko hadn’t come to visit. She always rushed over right away. She should have known about his collapse by now, but even after he sent her messages, she never read them. She didn’t pick up the phone either, as if it was nothing.

Something’s wrong.

With a faint sense of unease, he entered the house… and there, was Saeko.

It was immediately clear that something was wrong. Despite knowing he had returned, she stared vacantly at a single point, not uttering a word of greeting, sitting frozen on the sofa. She didn’t even respond to his “What’s wrong?” as she stood up and shoved her phone screen into his face.

A video was playing on the screen.

[Ah… no… this is wrong… please, stop… nnngh…]

A nurse is being assaulted on a bed.

The man presses down on the nurse from above, undressing her until their genitals are exposed, and they strike their bare lower bodies together. However, the act is entirely one-sided. The nurse, despite being ravaged, constantly murmurs negative words. The man, ignoring her screams, desperately thrusts between her legs, as if completely out of controll, seemingly only interested in pouring out his desires.

The movement of his hips becomes more relentless. The bed creaks so loudly it seems like it could be heard from other rooms. He was pushing toward his limit with a final sprint.

[Ah… ah… ah… you’re… going to cum…? No… stop… pull out…! Not inside… please…no~~…]

Eventually, the small, rhythmic movements changed suddenly to a large, forceful thrusts. He seemed to time his powerful thrusts with each pulsation of his groin. Making sure his c0ck was deeply embedded within the nurse with each pulse of his ejaculation.

[Ah… haah… how… why did you… you said you had a fiancée… this is horrible…]

The whole event was recorded from a side perspective, as though to flaunt it. The bracket light surrounding the bed lit everything so well that even the man’s face was perfectly captured.

――It was a video of himself assaulting Mia on the hospital bed.

His mind goes blank. What is this? He doesn’t understand. He doesn’t know anything about this. He has no memory of doing such a thing.

He spent most of his time in the hospital bedridden, barely feeling well, and he hadn’t seen Mia since their first meeting. He could confidently say that, no matter the circumstances, he would never assault her—or any woman other than Saeko.

This must be the work of Mia.

No one else but her would have a motive to record a video like this. She likely produced a fabricated cheating video and sent it to Saeko in an attempt to cause a breakup.

He had been set up by this woman—desperate explanations proved futile, and Saeko’s doubts remained unchanged.

The person in this video is clearly you, isn’t it?

Though Saeko and he sometimes argued, they were never on bad terms, having built up years of trust. In contrast, the origins and sender of the controversial video were unknown, and it should have lacked credibility. Still, its impact was too strong to be shrugged off as a mere prank. It is precisely because she trusted him that she could not turn a blind eye to the nightmare depicted in it.

Had the video shown a scenario where Mia was assaulting him, and he couldn’t resist for some reason, there might have been a chance for him to plead his innocence.

The truth is the opposite. It is Mia who shows signs of resistance, and it is he who forcibly pushes her down. It’s clear who the guilty party is. Trust alone is not enough evidence to claim he was manipulated.

Even if the situation was fabricated on purpose, it no longer matters. Regardless of the reason, the fact that he did something with another woman besides Saeko is undeniable.

The room was filled with the mournful sound of Saeko’s voice as she responded to his desperate pleas for belief.

――You never speak about the important things.

※

It felt like a reflection of who he was now.

The final train, completely empty. The night scenery outside the window was dark as far as the eye could see. Every rattle heightened the sense of solitude inside the car. There was only one passenger.

It’s empty.

Feeling this way, he closed his eyes. It felt like he was staring at a mirror image of himself, and he couldn’t bear it. This time of day always made him feel the most depressed. It was ironic how, as boring as work could be, it allowed him to stop thinking about everything else. Although he didn’t really want this job.

How did it end up like this?

Though he didn’t say it aloud, he couldn’t stop the thoughts that kept appearing in his mind. He spent his days immersed in work, trying to turn away from his past, with no real purpose in life. In the workplace, where he found no fulfillment, being scolded and beaten down by his boss no longer made him feel anything.

He was so tired.

Taking advantage of the fact nobody was around, he laid down on the seat as if it were a bed. His head felt heavy, and despite the accumulation of fatigue that could let him sleep for an entire day… or even three, his frazzled nerves wouldn’t allow him to escape into dreamland, no matter how faint the sound of the train was.

In the end, he never found a moment of rest until he got off the train.

It was past midnight. He generally reached his apartment at that time.

Get home take a bath, eat, and go to bed. Tomorrow, he’ll wake up at six. With that, there’s almost no real freedom left. Perhaps that’s why, when he comes home, there’s no sense of relief. Only a feeling of dread about tomorrow returning.

Thinking about it only makes him dislike it more. Thinking about it only tires him out. That’s why, when he gets home, he doesn’t think at all—just silently goes through his routine. These are his days.

As he was about to unlock the door, his mind suddenly became alert for just a moment.

I-t-s u-n-l-o-c-k-e-d.

He thought he had unlocked the door, but it turned out he had locked it instead. In other words, the door had been unlocked long before he even inserted the key.

Did he forget to lock it when leaving for work?

Or maybe someone had broken in while he wasn’t home?

His tired mind leans towards the first option and ceases to think further. Even if it were the second option, there’s nothing worth stealing. A thief would have no reason to stay if they knew it was a bust.

In fact, there were no signs that the room had been ransacked.

A skilled thief who leaves no trace of a search… then it becomes even more impossible. Why would a professional burglar target the home of an average office worker with no real wealth? If anyone had been here, they must have extremely poor judgment.

His brain could no longer muster the energy to think. He gulped down a nutritional drink as a replacement for dinner, took a quick shower, and collapsed onto the sofa.

Just a few steps to the bed. But he felt like he was running on empty, unable to move his fingertips even an inch. His eyelids were heavy, and his body no longer obeyed him.

Perhaps it would be better if he never woke up.

He stopped caring about everything, and his consciousness drifted away as if his body’s functions were shutting down completely.

Since that nightmare of that day, everything about him had changed.

The fabricated cheating video that reached Saeko had, incredibly, been spread even to people at his workplace, and the record of his monstrous actions became known to everyone, all without them knowing it was a lie.

His bond with Saeko shattered easily, and her father, upon learning the truth, was enraged. With no one to stand by him, he lost everything—his job, home, phone, and even his trust. He was forced to abandon it all.

He now lives in a distant place, far away from everyone, where no one knows his name.

His life, to say the least, is far from satisfactory. His salary has significantly decreased from before, yet the environment hasn’t changed much. The days are filled with long hours and poor work relationships. He had thrown himself into the grueling work to avoid thinking about the past, but now, with even his emotional support lost, his energy was about to run out.

There’s nothing left to lose. He can’t seem to find any hope in living anymore. So, what’s the point of continuing to live, falling apart like this? No one will extend a hand to him now.

He was exhausted.

He didn’t want to do anything anymore. He didn’t even want to get up. He didn’t want to face reality. Even breathing felt like a chore.

Despite everything, morning inevitably arrived. The sunlight was unforgiving. If only it weren’t for that, he could sleep as long as he wanted. But even if he cursed, time wouldn’t stop.

He opened his eyes, coaxed by the intense sunlight streaming through his eyelids. It felt oddly bright. Normally, at this hour, it would be much darker.

The alarm hadn’t gone off. Could it be that he woke up earlier than it was set to ring? If so, it made even less sense why it was so bright. He wasn’t even sure if he had set the alarm.

Could it be… he overslept――!?

When the most frightening possibility crossed his mind, he leapt out of bed.

……？

He couldn’t get up. His arms and legs were caught on something, making it impossible to move.

As he glanced to the side, a leather harness belt caught his eye. It was securely strapped to his wrist, seemingly tied to something that restricted his motion.

The same restraints were on both hands. Though hidden under the blanket, he could feel similar ones on his feet. They might be tied to the bedposts, as no matter how much strength he exerted, the restraints wouldn’t break. He lay on his back, arms and legs spread wide, as if he were about to be dissected.

―What the hell was going on?

He was overwhelmed with an urge to scream, though he had no idea why.

However, what happened next took the breath out of him.

“Did you wake up?”

It was a voice. An unusually pleasant voice.

The moment the voice entered his ears, his body recognized the threat, and terror seeped into every cell of his body.

With the awkwardness of a rusty robot, he slowly turned his head.

The owner of the voice was there.

Yadorigi Mia. How could she, someone who shouldn’t exist here, be present?

“Fufu. That’s no good. You should sleep in your bed. It’s been cold lately, and if you sleep on the sofa, you’ll catch a cold. Aren’t you glad I’m here?”

A smile that exuded the same naturalness as when showing it to a patient, one that seemed to say it was only natural to be near him. Such a smile was plastered on her face.

To him, it could only seem unnatural. It was a face no one who had committed such a bold act of trespassing should have, and the very fact that the woman he had removed from his sight was now back in his view was unnatural.

He shouted the question, demanding to know how she had found him. He had left his previous home, making sure to leave no trace behind and had been living quietly, certain it was impossible to track him.

“I told you before, didn’t I? Mia knows everything about you.”

Mia bent down beside the bed, lovingly stroked his head as she leaned over, gazing at him.

Her black hair, reminiscent of the night sky, hung long and loose, unbound, and her outfit wasn’t the usual white lab coat, probably because she was off duty. She wore a turtleneck sweater and a long skirt, a look that would surely make her fans drool. Her oversized br3asts stretched the knit fabric, and as she bent, they swayed, like fruit ripe for the picking.

Her body, so irresistibly seductive that any man would fall prey to it. And yet, he could only despise it.

He was pushed to the edge of despair, knocked down, and then relentlessly chased after. If she had come just to laugh at his pathetic state, he might have been able to accept it.

“You disappeared all of a sudden and surprised me. Were you keeping something from me again so I wouldn’t get worried? But that won’t work. I knew you were that kind of person, so I made sure Mia would know everything. No matter where you go, I can figure it out in no time. But still, please stop running off without telling me. I worry so much I feel like I might die.

See? While Mia wasn’t watching, you were holding in all that stress again, weren’t you? If you’re that exhausted, it’s only natural for me to worry. If you’re concerned about making Mia worry, you should just quietly let me take care of you.”

Does this devil think she’s sprouting angel wings? She’s a willful criminal, convinced that every word and action of hers is a good deed.

After doing something like that, how dare she show up now, acting as if she’s some kind of savior? How much more is she going to mock him?

He lashes out, accusing her. Saying it’s all her fault he is like this.

“Ah, you mean this video?”

Mia takes out her phone and casually starts playing the video, bringing him closer to the screen as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.

The hateful, fabricated cheating video. She forces him to watch something he never wanted to remember, and he turns his eyes away.

“See, it’s perfectly filmed, right? I know it was sudden, and you were probably shocked, but I made this video to set you free. Thanks to me spreading this video, you broke up with that woman, quit your job, and no longer have to work. You don’t have to try for anyone anymore, and that way, you won’t get sick either.

I did this because I thought it would be good for you, but here you are, acting recklessly again. This is a serious illness, isn’t it? You got sick, so I came to cure you. The only one who can truly support you is me, Mia, and that’s just how it is.”

She insists on her righteousness, without a shred of guilt. She has no malicious intent at all. Even after trampling on someone’s life, not even a trace of remorse remains.

Undo these restraints. He needs to get to work.

He says, as if pushing her away. No matter how much he criticizes, if all she does is ramble incoherently, then even conversation is pointless.

“You don’t need to worry about work anymore. Mia called your company and told them you’re quitting today. It was sudden, so they were angry, but after Mia worked hard to persuade them, they handled it honestly. You’re lucky they were understanding.”

Such bullshit.

There was no way he could believe it. No matter how “white-collar” the company was, such tyranny couldn’t be easily accepted. Even if it was a company full of shallow people, they couldn’t be foolish enough to accept the nonsense of some random woman they didn’t even know.

“Oh, you look like you can’t believe it? Don’t worry, everything’s fine. If they ever make things difficult for you, I’ll make sure that company disappears for you. Okay?”

Her kindness, overflowing as if she were comforting a child, only serves to magnify her insanity.

This woman’s strength and cunning know no bounds. She easily destroyed a person’s life. If she either holds someone’s weakness or fabricates one, convincing them is probably a trivial task. She’s not joking about making the company disappear either.

He notices a metal container shaped like a jerry can sitting in the corner of the room, and it gives him several clues. It’s obviously not his. He has no interest in keeping such things around in his room, much less three or four of them. It looks like it’s filled with some highly flammable liquid, and if so, it would burn very easily, whether it’s the building or anything else.

What’s this about persuasion? With all the preparation, isn’t it just a clear threat?

“I’ll take care of you, and look after you. For now, your job is to rest and recover your strength. You haven’t been able to sleep properly for a while, right? You don’t need to go to work, just sleep.”

As Mia tries to walk away, speaking with what seems to be nothing but kindness, he still yells at her, demanding she release him and that he doesn’t need her help.

Stopping in her tracks, Mia turns her head to look back at him.

“――Absolutely not. I will never let you go again.”

Her gaze cuts through him with an icy chill, as cold as absolute zero.

“You’ve worked too much and pushed yourself, which is why your mind is messed up. So, even if you’re confused right now, everything I do is right, and you need to trust me. If you don’t listen to me, you’ll die. To you everything Mia does is right, and you need to trust me. You need to be treated by me. It’s all for your own good.”

He had no words to say in return.

Everything is just too chaotic. Her thoughts and words have no logic whatsoever.

When he first met Mia, she wasn’t this insane. The moment he realized how much she had changed, the sadness surged up inside him.

“Well then, good night.”

With a dazzling smile, Mia disappeared from his sight—but her presence was still nearby. The sound of her rummaging around, as if in her own home, reached him.

A dry laugh bubbled up inside him.

He thought he had escaped, but from her perspective, it was as if she had put a collar on him and was simply pulling him back in. How ridiculous.

He felt suffocated. This is always what happened when stress built up: sudden discomfort followed by a rush of anxiety.

He shut his eyes, desperately wishing to return to the past. He kept wishing he could undo everything from the turning point that led him here.

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