I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 0

If you don’t want to work, why not just get locked up by a yandere?

The restraints binding both my hands and feet were SM play handcuffs.

Surrounding me was a large pet cage, modified by her hands with high-voltage electric currents flowing through it to prevent escape.

“I love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.”

In the dimly lit room, the light from the ceiling illuminated the space as a sweet, gentle voice softly filled the room.

“Akira-kun, would you eat my ‘body hair’ too?”

Apparently, today’s meal included her ‘body hair.’

Unable to move, I felt a nauseating disgust as I reluctantly swallowed the ‘bodily fluids’ forced upon me.

Though I had chosen this path myself, she is abnormal. She is insane. Eventually, she will kill me with her ‘love’

However, I won’t run away. Instead, I will gladly appease her.

Because…

“Dinner is ready!”

“Woof woof! Kyaaun!!”

I am her, a yandere’s dependent.

“My future dream is to become a freeloading parasite with nothing but money—ungh!”

As I proudly recited my composition, my homeroom teacher, Unya Kumoya, accurately poked my forehead with her delicate finger.

“Kiriyama! Who told you to read that stupid essay aloud!? Huh?! I asked for a reflection essay, didn’t I?! Do you wanna get beaten to death?!”

Unya-sensei, with a speaking style uncharacteristic of a high school teacher, always wore a well-known sports brand jersey. Skilled at spouting masculine discourse, excelling in sports, and possessing an uncompromising personality against wrongdoing, she was an unfortunate 26 year old teacher who was more popular with the female students than the male students.

“But Sensei, why do I have to write a reflection essay?

I just showed Unya-sensei’s picture to my classmates to cause them to vomit, and then they said that they felt nauseous and uncomfortable.

“You dare to read the charges in front of the person involved? And why the hell do you have my matchmaking photo?”

“Well, since it was left on the desk the day before yesterday, I made about a hundred copies…”

I was struck on the head with a slipper.

“That’s enough, let’s get to the point. What about that stalker incident?”

“That stalker incident…”

Since two weeks ago, I had been relentlessly pursued by someone. As it began to affect those around me, I finally decided to consult my homeroom teacher.

“In the morning, countless love letters were stuffed into my shoe locker… along with hair and nails. Moreover, the handwriting was from ‘multiple individuals.’ ”

“Seems like you have the quality to be liked by those kinds of people.”

Yes, it appears that my stalker is not just one person. At the very least, there are three or more girls obsessively pursuing me, their acts of harassment masked as love calls.

“Didn’t you have a childhood friend who used to say things like ‘In the future, I’ll imprison Akira-kun~’ during kindergarten?”

“What kind of kindergarten kid were you? Terrifying.”

Of course, it was just a joke.

“Why don’t you file a police report?”

“Even if I did, they won’t accept it without actual harm being done, especially since I’m a guy. I don’t think they’ll take it seriously.”

“…I’m sorry, I can’t do anything.”

In an apologetic manner, Unya-sensei lowered her head.

“Don’t say that. It’s already a blessing to have you listen to my concerns. Besides, you’ve subtly warned all the classes about the stalker behavior… To be honest, it doesn’t get me excited.”

“It’s your head, right? It’s your head, isn’t it? If you get excited over a teacher, I’ll kick you!”

Since her eyes weren’t smiling, I apologized sincerely.

“I’ll be heading home now. I’m afraid of the stalker if it gets too late.”

“Yeah, be careful.”

Unya-sensei allowed me to leave the room with a slight nod, relieved. I began to walk down the empty hallway.

“Oh, right, I left my bag in the classroom.”

As I walked back the way I came, I realized I had forgotten my bag in the classroom.

“Oh no, if the stalker is at school, they might steal my belongings.”

Tracing back my steps in the empty hallway, I opened the door to my classroom, ‘2-C’and saw a model student, who was sniffing my bag with great enthusiasm.

“…As expected.”

The girl who lifted her face from my bag was Minatsuki Yui.

She was known as the ‘Flawless Flower’ by the entire school, with impeccable qualities in every aspect, a girl rumored to have an equal number of admirers among male and female students.

She was even called a ‘genius doll’ created by the hands of a skilled god, showing an excited expression that caused her beautiful features to blush.

“”It seems like I’ve been caught in the act. Ah, what a shame.”

“…You’re sniffing the wrong bag, you know?”

“No, this one is fine. Akira-kun, Kiriyama Akira.”

Minatsuki-san skillfully took out a stun gun from her pocket and made several electric shock sounds as a threat.

As I backed away, she approached me with heavy breathing.

“Well, now that I’ve been caught, it’s okay, right? It’s okay for us to live together, right? Because I love you, because I love you, because I love you… and love forgives everything, right? Love is precious, everyone says that. So, I’ll love you… love you… love you forever. That’s why we should be together, right? Say yes… and say yes again. It’s going to be okay. I love you, Akira-kun. I’ll take care of everything for you, from the essentials of life to everything else. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ll take care of you in sickness and in health, in eating and excreting, in sleeping and everything else. Because I love you…”

“Wait a minute. What did you just say?”

She continued her rapid-fire speech, but I tilted my head in confusion.

“Now that I’ve been caught, it’s okay, right? We can live together, right? Because I love you…”

“No, the prelude doesn’t matter. Did you say ‘take care of everything from the essentials of life’? That’s right, isn’t it?”

I pulled out a voice recorder from my chest and played back that part for her to hear.

“Alright, I understand! Your feelings have been conveyed! I don’t understand all this talk about love and whatnot, but I’ve already made up my mind!”

I knelt down and made a solemn declaration.

“I will be your dependent!”

I, who longs to be a dependent, have decided to be owned by a yandere.