Chapter 58 – Confession (3)
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“I don’t know what love is anymore. Please understand. Because of the knife.”
“What are you talking about, Sophia?”
“Well. Actually, I don’t even know what I’m talking about. Nothing is known now. What can I say I know. Except that Carl is now looking into my eyes, and I am looking into Carl’s eyes. None of that seems to be true. I’m scared Carl.”
“Are you okay. I’m with you.”
Sophia said nothing.
*
I will be with you. I know your weakness, I know your poverty, I know that you are not good, but I will be with you. My gaze will be where your tears reach.
So be it, always do not lose your righteousness, hate evil and live doing good. That is my will
Only ye set an example in righteousness. Righteousness, righteousness, righteousness be with you.
It is the word of the Goddess.
*
Sophia’s well-combed hair and softly washed body were free of decorations. There were no clothes, no headbands, no hair ties, no underwear, socks, or any other trifle to cover Sophia’s naked body. It was a raw body.
Sofia rejected her knife. After she ejaculates on Sofia’s body once, she asks Carl to go to dinner and asks for time to think. Carl sent her Aria to attend to her Sophia. Currently, Sofia is sitting on the bed, with Arya standing by her side, expressionless. A ticking sound is heard. The sound of the clock from last night reached Sofia’s ears again.
“I brought you a meal.”
Osott came into Sophia’s room with some simple food. Sophia had to endure Osot’s visits while she was naked. Sophia no longer had the strength to be ashamed of that fact. Osott didn’t seem to care about that either. Fortunately, that was the case. But it was inevitable that Sophia’s secret displeasure and self-deprecation crept into every corner of her heart.
“Can you feed me?”
Arya was silent. But she did as Sophia said and slowly moved her fork and knife and put the food in Sophia’s mouth. It was a luxury for her to hope for her kindness or tenderness at her touch. Sophia was well aware of that fact. She couldn’t overcome her jealousy even in the morning and she showed her harsh words and actions to Aria, so this part was something she had to endure herself.
However, what was difficult to bear was Osot’s attitude. Her cold gaze looked down at Sophia, her naked body, and her silent gaze, turning back, brutally hacked Sophia to pieces. I’d rather have something to say.
It was not her will that Sophia did not wear her clothes. She asked Arya to dress her up, but Arya said nothing and just repeated her next story.
“You said to help Miss Sophia eat, but you told me to judge subjectively.”
“Are you saying I don’t need clothes?”
“… “
“Are you seeking revenge?”
“I am only waiting on Lady Sophia.”
Arya’s visibly chilled demeanor could have been attributed to the events of the morning, but she wouldn’t have treated Sophia in this way without Carl’s permission. Even if she talks to Carl, Carl will remain ignorant.
Sophia persevered. When I thought that Carl was harassing me in this way, I was dumbfounded and angry at that ignorance, but thinking about it the other way around, Sophia was also at fault. The owner of this house was Carl, and Sofia lived most of her life dependent on Carl’s affection. If so, it was her etiquette as a diner that she should not go against the planting of the knife.
Scrounger. Sophia decided to refer to herself as that.
“I love knives. I don’t want to love. What should I do, Aria?”
“Open your mouth.”
“The soup is on my lips. Please wipe. Ah. Come to think of it, it’s soup again. Be ironic.”
Sophia’s words echoed dryly in her room.
“How did this happen?”
*
Sophia opened her eyes. She seemed to be asleep for a while. She ate the warm soup, and she asked Arya to read her book. Arya read her book in a businesslike manner. She was a scripture given to priests. When she opened her eyes, the part where her first saint was being baptized with a smile on her benevolent face even after being raped by homeless men continued. Sophia liked the story quite a bit.
“Ah. Woke up?”
Sophia’s gaze turned to her knife. She felt a pain in her lower leg, and then Carl was fucking Sofia with his cock. Sophia didn’t understand this situation at first, and then Carl didn’t understand, so she stared blankly at Carl’s face. Carl’s waist was rocking back and forth against her all the while, inserting her cock into Sophia’s vagina.
“This, you have to explain, huh! Ah! It hurts, why!”
Body as soon as you wake up. Sophia was quite shocked by that fact. She told her Sophia that while she slept, her sword had used her body for the purpose of disposing of her unloving simplicity, and that her own body had reacted to such base desires. It was embarrassing and embarrassing to have.
Sophia turned her head. She didn’t want to see Carl’s face. Carl rubbed his lips against Sophia’s cheek as if she was cute, but Sophia refused to look at it until the end. Sophia’s gaze turned to her side. Arya was lying in her naked body.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Did you do it with Aria too?”
“Well?”
“Is anyone good?”
“The only thing I love is Sophia.”
“Then do it only for me.”
“Are you jealous?”
Sofia wanted to hug her sword. It was strange. I didn’t want to see her face, so I turned her head away and avoided her gaze, but at this moment, I felt so resentful of myself for not being able to hold her sword properly because her limbs were cut to pieces. Carl’s words that love and hate are not opposite feelings played in her head.
“Carl, do you love me?”
“Uh.”
“Why?”
“Huh?’
Rather than answer the annoying questions, Carl decided to quench his lust. He waved his cock in her hand and brought it to Sophia’s face. Sofia stared blankly at her sword’s cock. White, watery semen gushed out of it and landed on Sophia’s face. Her semen was all over her face and hair.
Sophia recalled her soup while watching her cum. She thought that one day, she herself would eat this semen. Now, Carl takes out a handkerchief and gently wipes it away, but Sofia could perceive the wriggling of lowly desires that existed inside Carl.
“I think Carl really loves me.”
“Of course. Do you love me?”
“That makes me even more confused.”
It’s a strange thing. Sophia pursed her lips.
Carl Leben is a very strange man. She thought that Sofia was like she had become what she was. Carl seems to see himself as an object of sexual desire, he likes to bully him, and he is obviously a mean person. He is a rapist and he even harbors another woman.
But Carl loves Sophia. Sophia could see that too. Cherishing Sophia and looking at Sofia because she was pretty and lovely, looking at her with eyes falling like crazy, and all the actions and moments of Carl kissing her brought happiness to Sophia.
“Can I love Carl?”
Sophia asked quietly. Carl quietly hugged Sophia. The two realized that each other’s body was warm.
“It’s not really my part-time job, Sophia.”
“It’s really too much.”
Sophia laughed mischievously at Carl’s mischievous words and burrowed into Carl’s arms. Sophia sobbed for a long time in her warming arms before she fell asleep.
The next day, Sophia smiled brightly as usual and said good morning to Aria.
