Chapter 549: Chapter 550: Dare to Do It Again_1
"It hurts so much, Mr. Aiden, please let go!" Fille struggled incessantly against the cell door, "My eyes! I’m going blind!"
Tears poured out of her already reddened eyes relentlessly like a floodgate had been opened. But all she could do was wipe them with her elbow since her hands were already covered in onion juice.
This was something that could have been easily resolved with a basin of clean water, yet one of her hands was tightly gripped by Aiden and pulled outside the bars.
"Just being stung by onion won’t blind you, after all, you did it to yourself," Aiden said indifferently, grasping Fille’s wrist without letting go.
Fille was a bona fide liar, deceiving men was as natural to her as breathing — once hooked, she’d drain every last drop of their utility. In some ways, she was genuinely as dangerous as those prisoners rated orange and red.
"Hey, don’t just stand there, get me some water!" Fille finally couldn’t bear it any longer and turned her head to yell at her roommate.
The pirate Annie, who shared a room with Fille, glanced at her, then at the warden outside the cell door.
Aiden glanced at her inadvertently, and Annie flinched immediately. In the end, she chose to ignore Fille and without a word turned to go wash up in her own compartment.
She had a bad relationship with Fille to begin with and had been thoroughly chastised by Aiden before. Naturally, she had no reason to stick her neck out at a time like this.
"Mr. Aiden, please spare me, I’ll do anything! You’ve heard about the services at my shop, right? Whether it’s the ’Queen of the Night’ service or the royal package, I can do them all for you! Even if it’s not in dreams but reality, okay!!"
"Still have the energy to crack dirty jokes, I see you’re still quite spirited," Aiden said, flipping his hand and twisting her wrist.
"Aaagh! My arm! My arm is breaking!!" Fille let out a piercing scream.
"Will you dare next time?" Aiden asked sternly.
"I wouldn’t dare! I wouldn’t dare!" Fille begged miserably, thinking that if she didn’t dare to use this method next time, she would just switch to another, which, when rounded up, meant she would still dare.
"Does ’not daring’ mean you won’t dare to use this method next time and just switch to another?" Aiden suddenly said.
"Eh!?" Fille was taken aback by the unexpected revelation of her thoughts and didn’t immediately respond.
"I knew it." Aiden increased the pressure, pulling on her wrist, making Fille’s screams even louder.
By now, there were only a few prisoners who still had any sympathy for Fille left. The ones who had been fooled by Fille’s acting to support her earlier now only hoped that Aiden would make her scream even louder.
After a while, Aiden finally turned his head and had Flandre bring a wet handkerchief to wipe Fille’s eyes. However, he still didn’t let go of her hand.
"Wuuu... I’m going to die... I really can’t take it anymore!" After recovering from her tearful state, Fille gasped for air, leaning on the cell door, "Mr. Aiden, you’re too rough. It was my precious first time..."
"Talking weird at a time like this, do you want to die that badly?" Aiden said coldly.
"This is the first time you’ve taken my hand of your own accord, Mr. Aiden," Fille said, returning to her mischief as soon as she recovered, pressing a coy smile onto her face, "Ehehe, thinking about it that way, I’m a little excited!"
"You’re really heading down the road of no return to becoming a pervert," Aiden suddenly felt a bit creeped out, "Got it, let’s switch to the mercury amalgam golem instead."
He ordered the mercury amalgam golem to step forward, taking his place to hold Fille’s hand.
"Lord Aiden, are you planning to water down the punishment as well? Such a puppet will never break me!" Fille suddenly made a bold declaration.
"Are you underestimating me?" Aiden raised an eyebrow.
"If you’re going to punish me, come do it yourself! I’ve said my piece, it won’t work unless you do it personally!" Fille proclaimed loudly.
"Lift her hands higher and secure them," Aiden ordered without expression.
The mercury amalgam automaton complied.
"The other hand, tickle her underarm," Aiden continued.
"Eh?" Fille’s facial expression froze, "Wait a minute—puhahaha... stop that... hahaha... this is really too much... hahaha! That’s very sensitive, don’t—ahhh!!!"
Then, the next moment, she was letting out uncontrollable laughter under the fierce onslaught of the automaton.
The devil—other prisoners gained a new understanding of the warden’s methods.
Aiden left Fille for the moment and continued walking along the corridor.
"That was some impressive acting just now. It’d be a waste not to be an actress," Sophie Carter said from the neighboring room, clutching the bars and glancing in the direction of cell number thirteen.
"Everyone locked up in this area is skilled in some way; it’s just that they’ve all applied their abilities on the wrong path, which is why they’re here," Aiden replied, turning his head.
"That doesn’t include me, you know. Warden," Sophie waved her hand, "Besides, I’m getting out next month, please don’t forget."
She was originally in prison to evade assassination, having switched identities with her partner Susan and fabricated a theft to get into the prison, a fact known only to herself and Aiden within the walls of the prison.
"Releasing prisoners isn’t a process I need to be involved in. My forgetting has no bearing on the timing of your release," Aiden reminded her.
"I mean you should arrange your schedule early to see me off," Sophie said, lowering her voice, "Also, our secret correspondence is limited only to the time I’m still in prison. After all, I must consider my personal safety."
Aiden knew what Sophie meant. She would give him information on the Smile Balance free of charge; partly to repay Aiden for saving Susan, and partly as revenge against the organization that had exploited them.
But Sophie herself had no intention of leaving the organization. If her betrayal were ever discovered... considering the previous tactics of the Smile Balance, her fate would likely not be a good one.
"Hahaha... secret, secret dealings? You two have been sneaking around behind my back in the prison... puhaha enough, stop it, let me speak properly haha!" Fille, with sharp ears, overheard their conversation and immediately started making a fuss loudly.
"Double the tickling frequency in cell thirteen," Aiden commanded without turning his head.
The mercury amalgam automaton transformed, growing an additional hand to start tickling the ticklish flesh on Fille’s waist.
"Stop! Stop—ahhahaha! If you keep this up, I-I’m going to break..." Fille’s laughter became more shrill and piercing.
"Good, because I do have something to ask you. Soon, someone will take you to the interrogation room," Aiden said, turning back to Sophie.
"At your service," Sophie said, pinching the nonexistent hem of her dress and curtsying.
