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"Ehhh? But that doesn't explain why you were smiling at her..." Korone tilted her head to the side as she advanced towards me, backing me up into a corner.
"I just thanked her!" I nervously muttered as my hands frantically searched for ground behind me. I was sitting down, stumbling backwards further into the corner as my abusive girlfriend, Korone Inugami, towered over me in the singular room of our cheap apartment.
"Thanking a cashier is fine, but don't you think adding a smile was a bit too far?" She said with an innocent expression on her face, as if she was stating the obvious. As if there was nothing weird about punishing your boyfriend for smiling at a cashier as they thanked them for the transaction.
"P-Please, Korone." I was panting nervously now. My heart raced against my chest as I realized that she might hit me in any second. One wrong move and I would be in a world of pain.
"A naughty boyfriend should be punished." She spoke slowly, smiling at me. "Or else he might do it again."
"I'll never do it again!" I launched my hands at her feet, bowing down before her in a begging position. "Please, you don't have to do anything! You're the only girl I have eyes for! Please-"
*CRACK*
Her foot struck my ribs from the right, sending me reeling and rolling over on the floor to my side. The cold hard floor greeted me, and I could only see the dark silhouette of my girlfriend as she peered down at me. Our cheap, flickering ceiling light was shining behind her form. From down here, she looked like a giant.
"I practiced kicks today." She noted cheerfully. Korone was an avid member of a local kickboxing club. Despite the fact that we were poor, she made sure to always save up money for it. Now that she mentioned it, I caught the aroma of her sweat emanating from her. Since she normally didn't shower anyway, I had grown used to the stench and barely noticed it anymore. But on the days when she came back from kickboxing practice, there was a slight accent to her natural body odour.
"Please..." I murmured on the ground, at her feet.
"Please? Please what?" Korone asked with feigned confusion.
"Please don't take another finger! I learned my lesson!"
"Ehh?" She tilted her head head to the other side. Korone placed a single index finger on her chin, seemingly pondering.
"I've learned my lesson!" I blurted out. "I'll never smile at another girl again!"
Her eyes peered into mine. Like a predator sizing up her prey, her brown eyes looked at me in a relaxed, yet alert way.
"...Never?" she echoed.
"Never!"
Korone brushed her hair to the side as she leaned down. Her mouth was just an inch from my ear. I could feel the warmth of her breath against my ear, and the musk of her gym-sweat enveloped my senses, making me light-headed. It took my mind off the pain in my ribs.
"Never?" She whispered into my ear. I gulped.
"N-Never..."
*CRACK*
Another kick, this one delivered to my shin. Sharp pain jolted me as I let out a cry of pain. I crumbled into a fetal position on my side, clutching my knee against my stomach for protection. It ached with pain as Korone rose up to her standing height again.
"Anon... you get off easy today." She said with her hand on her hip. "But don't push your luck, okay? I don't want to hear you squirming back here when I go on stream."
She stopped. He eyes went wide as she did a cute little gasp.
"That reminds me! I have a collab with Shion in ten minutes! I better get ready!"
