The Unattainable Flower Called The Ice Queen of the School Reika Himuro Is My Pet - Chapter 42

A Whip for Humans

“Uh, wait, that’s going to hurt… seriously.”

“Don’t worry. I’m in the mood to be a horse today, so just go ahead and discipline me. Besides, they say that a horse’s hindquarters have thick skin, so it won’t hurt when struck with a whip.”

“That’s talking about a horse’s hindquarters, not a human’s,.”

This is just absurd.

The Reika I know is a dignified, intelligent, and beautiful woman, perfect in both form and function.

However, whenever it’s just the two of us, that dignified expression completely dissolves.

Her expression becomes carefree—naive, even—and it’s as if her intelligence has dropped to that of a five-year-old.

Yet, she still asks me for favors with those sparkling eyes, believing that her emotionally-driven arguments will persuade me.

Until now, her requests have been barely tolerable.

But her current request to be struck with a whip is definitely not something I can just let slide.

“Don’t worry. Although the thickness of horse and human skin on the hindquarters is different, the whip I have is made for humans.”

And so, Reika confidently declares.

That’s not the point. It’s not about whether it’s for horses or humans.

The point is, the very idea of using a whip on someone, especially a woman, is something I just can’t casualy do.

Whether the whip Reika holds is for horses or humans is irrelevant.

But despite my protest, Reika counters with her own emotionally-driven logic.

By now, I can’t help but wonder if she thinks she can bulldoze through any argument by playing the fool.

No, she probably does think that, which isn’t funny at all.

“A few days ago, one of my classmates told me that a few months back, there was this anime and app called ‘Uma Nee-san’ that was trending. I thought, dogs and cats are good, but maybe being a horse is good too. But using a horse whip might cause skin to peel, blisters to form, or even hurt too much, so I quickly ordered a human whip from the Mamazon store, and it arrived today.”

And she just went on to explain why she wants to be a horse today without me even asking.

However, no matter how much Reika insists on being a horse, I can’t comprehend it even for a millimeter.

So, I would like her to give it up this time.

“Look, a whip is a bit too much. It crosses the line from pet-play to full-on BDSM territory…”