The Happy Sheep Society's headquarters turned out to be located in a secluded old building on the outskirts of Tokyo, a location chosen by Suzuki to avoid detection by the authorities.
When Ren and Alya exited the room they had just left, the scene that greeted them was very different from before.
Most of the Happy Sheep Society members had left, most likely fleeing after Suzuki's influence vanished. However, there were still a few dozen women standing silently in various corners of the room, their faces pale and their eyes vacant, trapped in despair after the horrifying memories of what they had done under Suzuki's control returned to haunt them.
As soon as Suzuki died, the grip of his mind control over all the Happy Sheep Society members disappeared, and their consciousness returned.
Not a few of the female victims had almost gone insane after clearly remembering every embarrassing and disgusting act they had committed during the hypnotized period. Some of them even realized they were pregnant, a reality that completely shattered their minds.
"..."
Alya, who saw the sad scene, felt a mixture of deep pity and great gratitude that Ren had come to save her in time, before she completely lost herself.
Feeling the emotions churning within her, Alya unconsciously squeezed Ren's sleeve.
"Это непростительно... контролировать чужие мысли, как марионеток... это отвратительно. (That's unforgivable... Controlling other people's thoughts like puppets... It's disgusting.)"
Ren, who didn't understand Russian, just stared at Alya in confusion. If only he understood her words, he might have realized that, unintentionally, her comment was also directed at him.
Arriving at a busy roadside, Ren held out his hand and stopped a passing taxi. The back door opened, and they both got in.
Taxi fares in Japan are indeed among the most expensive in the world, but for Ren and Alya, money was not an issue. They sat side by side in the back seat, enjoying the ride back to the city center.
As the taxi glided smoothly down the highway, Alya rested her head comfortably on his shoulder. She grasped Ren's fingers tightly, joining their hands together.
"Thank you again, Ren-kun. You saved me. If it weren't for you, my fate would surely be far worse than death."
"..."
Ren didn't feel any guilt at all for changing Alya's personality according to his wishes, an act that in a certain sense was not much different from the mind manipulation Suzuki had committed.
"It's my duty to protect you, Alya. Don't think about the bad things that happened anymore. You're safe with me now. I won't let anything bad happen to you."
"Um. When I'm with you, I feel safe."
Just as tranquility enveloped her, Alya's eyes suddenly widened as she felt the touch of Ren's hand moving to caress her thigh. The man's fingers slowly slid under her mini-skirt, touching her soft skin, and without permission entered her panties.
"Ngh..." Alya suppressed a moan that almost escaped her lips.
With a choked voice and a flushed face, she tried to stop his hand.
"Ren-kun... Not here... The taxi driver will see..." She whispered pleadingly, tightly gripping Ren's hand on her thigh.
"..."
However, Ren seemed not to hear her request. His fingers continued to move, exploring Alya's garden of Eden that had just become his. The touches aroused strange sensations mixed with shame and a little fear within Alya.
From behind the wheel, the middle-aged taxi driver clearly saw the lewd scene through the rearview mirror.
He shook his head with a wry smile and pretended not to see.
'Young people these days are really bold. Not ashamed to be indecent in public like this. Ah, but it's okay. After all, tonight is my turn to have fun with Kominami Asumi-chan. That sugar baby of mine must be waiting patiently for me in the apartment. After dropping them off, I have to immediately release the pent-up lust on her.'
"Nmh~!!!"
Alya's body stiffened, her breath hitched, and uncontrollably, a wave of pleasure washed over her. She gripped Ren's hand on her thigh tightly, her body trembling violently until she finally reached climax, wetting her panties with warm, clear liquid.
Withdrawing his two wet fingers, Ren held them up in front of Alya's face, showing the glistening clear liquid.
Seeing the sight, a blush crept across Alya's face, coloring her cheeks all the way to the roots of her ears. She turned her face away, feeling ashamed and a little annoyed.
"Рен-кун... почему ты не слушаешь меня? Я же просила остановиться... это так стыдно... (Ren-kun... why don't you listen to me? I already asked you to stop... this is so embarrassing...)."
Ren chuckled softly, amused to see Alya's shy expression.
"I couldn't help myself, Alya. Teasing you is so much fun. Especially when you make that kind of face."
Puffing out her cheeks, Alya lightly hit his chest without any force.
"Don't do things like that again in the future, Ren-kun! At least, do those lewd things in the room!"
Ren smiled faintly, looking at her with a teasing gaze.
"I make no promises, Alya. On the contrary... I will molest you in all sorts of thrilling situations. Just look forward to my surprises."
Alya could only sigh in resignation.
"You're hopeless, Ren-kun... You're truly an incorrigible pervert."
Suddenly, her expression changed, as if she had just remembered something important.
"Ah, Ren-kun. You said including me, you've fucked five women, right? Does that mean you have other girlfriends besides me?"
Alya still slightly hoped she was his only girlfriend. However, Ren's next answer shattered her last hope.
"You are my fourth girlfriend, Alya. Are you disappointed?" Ren replied frankly.
Alya sighed softly, lowering her head slightly.
"It would be a lie if I said I wasn't disappointed. To know that my boyfriend is actually a playboy."
However, she immediately looked up and stared at Ren with newfound determination.
"Even so, I won't break up with you, Ren-kun. I've already given my body to you, it's too late to back out. Besides, doesn't marriage in Japan adhere to a polygamous system? So it's okay to share you with other women."
Under normal circumstances, with her strong pride and principles, Alisa Mikhailovna Kujou would never be willing to share the man she loved with other women. However, the (false) feeling of love that now blossomed in her heart for Ren had reached its peak, blinding her and making her willing to do anything as long as she could stay by his side.
"Good. I like obedient women."
Satisfied with Alya's answer, instead of stroking her head as most men would do as an expression of affection, Ren instead reached out his hand and roughly squeezed the girl's breast.
Why do men like to pat women's heads?
Too afraid to touch their breasts, too lewd to hug their waists, too perverted to hold their butts, too intimate to hold hands...
So the head is the safest option.
Ren was different from most men; he could touch any part of a woman's body he wanted without feeling awkward or afraid.
"Nnh~... Ren-kun~" Alya moaned softly, her body slightly tensing at Ren's touch.
Knowing there was no use in resisting, she finally chose to enjoy the sensation Ren gave her, trying to suppress the moans that wanted to escape her lips as her breasts were caressed.