Chapter 105 – The Saint Is Broken (5)
What.
Where was this
As I looked around, I heard a voice.
“Aria.”
“Yes, hehe?”
I unknowingly bit my tongue.
Ain’s atmosphere was unusual.
He must have taken a shower, and his hair was not neatly styled as usual.
If I had to put it into words, I would say it’s rough or full of wildness.
My heart fluttered once again at the sensual transformation.
Water droplets dripped from Ain’s shaggy black hair.
I swallowed dry saliva.
Isn’t that so cool?
Those words rose to the throat.
But I persevered.
It might feel like a cheap temptation.
Let’s bury this emotion in this chest.
That would be nice
I slowly looked at the person I longed for.
I thought it would show a languid attitude like always, but it wasn’t.
As if I was going to be eaten, the hot eyes almost inadvertently pressed my thighs.
It feels like the whole body is pulsating as if the blood vessels became the heart.
“Ain. Pyeong, it seems different than usual, am I mistaken?”
“Because you seduced me.”
What a temptation.
I?
I swear to the sky, I’ve never been like that.
Of course, I really want to hug you!
When I’m hugged by you, all the scary things and the painful things scatter.
It disappears in an instant like foam in a wave.
But what if you look like a girl who is too bright?
“Don’t pretend again, so you’re getting scolded by me.”
It was an unfamiliar sound.
Did I?
“I, really, I, did I seduce you? Oh, no, me, me Joe, I like it.”
Me at the time
I wouldn’t have been sober.
I wouldn’t have been drinking
Ain frowned at my absurd reaction.
You could tell from the fierce eyes and hardened lips that he was dissatisfied.
He pushed me down
I swipe and my body goes over.
I thought I would hit my head on the hard floor, but I felt the soft texture.
Cushion?
There must have been a bed right behind it.
Well, so Ain must have pushed it.
Anyway, I opened my eyes wide.
It was the first time Ain had been so reckless and coercive.
However, unlike those days when I was a part of Seongaekyo, my body did not tremble.
Rather expected.
A flash of joy rose up.
Because you want me
How can you not be happy?
“Are you going to pretend you don’t know? Then you can force it…”
“Joe, great! Hey, should we do something dirty right now?”
As she spoke, her face went red.
Do you want to do something dirty, stupid?
It could have been a bit more old-fashioned and polite.
For example, it feels so good that you want me… , No this is stupid too.
It felt stuffy, as if a large rock had formed on the side of my chest.
So ha ha, I breathed out and Ain came a little closer.
My heart was beating wildly.
I waved my hands.
“Ouch, ah, uh, go, it’s close.”
“I’m ashamed of something that doesn’t matter.”
“Because my face will be messed up!”
“You’re pretty even when you’re messed up.”
Hiccup.
Did you put some butter on your mouth?
I feel like my ears will melt.
Not just ears.
The skin that touches him, the nose that senses his body odor, and the brain that receives all of those nerves.
Softly, softly melted away.
Crying.
The resentment he had suppressed was contained in drops of water and fell.
“I-I am so happy. To be loved by Ain like this.”
Ain’s ferocious expression was fleeting, but it was soft like his downy hair.
“I am happier. Because you are.”
Oh
Ain.
My son.
If you say that
I don’t know what to do.
I mean I don’t know.
His hand caresses my hair.
Thick yet tough
But it gets warm
I am accustomed to you from the depths of my heart.
From the day you freed me from the bondage of eroticism, I have never thought of another man for a moment.
Because it was a sin
Even if I didn’t, it was because I was dirty.
It is love and affection dedicated only to you.
“Don’t cry, it hurts. I just want to torment you more.”
“I, as long as it’s Ajin, it’s okay to be bullied.”
“You hate me.”
“Hi-Hi.”
A rude laugh, a frivolous laugh.
No matter how you express it
Because this smile was proof and evidence of my happiness.
I close my eyes tightly and take courage to hug you to this chest.
And when you open your eyes again
You weren’t
Anywhere.
“… Ain?”
Words flowed that did not understand the situation.
My hand stretched out into the air didn’t catch anything.
And I realized
That I had a very happy dream.
That you don’t have
And, that even Azazel became the same as me.
The gap between hope and despair.
Too big
I was out of breath.
“Huh.”
I miss you.
Miss.
Ain.
I need to save you.
I have to save you from that goddamn holy sword!
It’s not the time to be caught like this.
I hate myself for not being able to save you.
You saved me
What can I do, what the hell?
For some reason, it is difficult to even breathe.
Crying and crying broke out.
“Ain, ain. Miss you.”
“… Sister, don’t cry.”
The voice thundered.
I just looked at the front, wiping the tears from my eyes.
It was Azazel.
The wounds on his body have healed, but the wounds on his heart are still festering.
I hugged her
“Azazel. Sorry. Because of me, because of me!”
Azazel patted my arm helplessly.
“I’m out of breath.”
* * *
Several days have passed since I was toyed with by Ronin.
Azazel and I were in a spacious room.
I thought I would put him in prison, but it was surprisingly humane treatment.
Every mealtime, a strange-looking monster brought food.
It must have been the work of Ronin.
I don’t want to starve for food.
However, it did not give us freedom of action, so we spent time confined to our rooms like cattle.
It was a space completely cut off from the outside, so I didn’t get any news from the outside.
It was frustrating like a canary in a cage, but I also thought it was fortunate that the situation wasn’t getting worse.
At least, isn’t it better than a canary going to and from a coal mine?
It’s a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of
There was a large bed in the room with enough space for two people.
Azazel and I lay on the bed and talked.
There is something I realized after spending a few days with her.
Azazel would often stare blankly into space at her.
It was a habit I never had.
Her eyes, which had been exceptionally clear and bright, were now as muddy as muddy water.
The shock must have been great.
It’s hard to even imagine the experience.
I couldn’t speak right away.
I know how painful that wound is.
Because I’ve been through it too.
Didn’t even I, who was a man, quit school and run away?
What about her, who was a woman from the start?
Azazel Anade.
Before the wizard, she was just a girl.
A young and fragile girl.
She opened her mouth first.
It wasn’t a grudge or resentment.
“Sister, it must have been difficult.”
It was empathy for me and comfort for me.
Did I hear it right?
“… Azazel?”
“You know that bitch named Gina was harassing me, right?”
“… Yes.”
It is already known that Gina was the rotten person who tortured Azazel.
If you leave here, you will surely be brutally and brutally killed.
“He made a lot of noise while harassing me. A bitch who hits more men’s navels than prostitutes.”
The year that hit more men’s navels than prostitutes.
It was obvious who he was referring to.
It was me.
It’s always what I think, but it’s not necessarily wrong.
Rather close to the truth.
All the days spent in sexual aegyo were days of humiliation.
Azazel smiled as I kept her mouth shut.
It was a weak smile.
“He said a lot more than that. It was an unbelievable story, but is it all true?”
It was hard to answer.
Still, I thought that I shouldn’t hide from her now.
“… Yes.”
Azazel’s small hand stroked my hair.
“Do you know Einstein?”
“… Yes, because he saved me.”
“Ah, then I have no choice but to fall in love. It must have been so cool?”
“… Yes.”
“Suddenly, I had an idea. I didn’t know anything about her sister.”
“… Of course, I didn’t intentionally try to hide it.”
“Know. It’s strange to say such a thing, to be honest. Even if I had heard it before, I don’t think I would have been able to handle it.”
Azazel then exhaled her breath.
I rolled my eyes and looked at her.
“Hey, Arya sister.”
“Yes.”
“It was so unfair to hear that from that damn bitch. How much do you know about Aria unni? Well, even though I said a lot of nasty things to her sister, such as being a slut. Oh, when I think about it, she wants to beat me to death. It’s like stabbing her sister in the wound with an awl. What kind of brother is this? I don’t even qualify as a brother…”
Azazel covered her mouth.
She had no choice but to do so.
Because she was harder to listen to.
Her words cut through my heart as gently as her scalpel.
Stop.
It’s my fault.
Don’t say nasty things to ask for forgiveness.
So, please stop.
Don’t hurt yourself anymore
“No… Oh yeah… Zazel is my sister.”
That’s nice to hear.
Said Azazel, and she continued her words in a low tone.
“Your sister must have suffered like this too? First… , Is very important to a woman. And yes. It hurt too. It may have been that it was dirty, but my body is immature. The chest is small, and the hips is weak. A man who likes a woman like this must be a real pervert. … But at first, if possible, I wanted to give it to someone I love. It would be impossible, since Astein is obsessed with her sister. Still, she thought that someday there would be a man who would like me even if I was crooked like this.”
I wish my heart would stop.
I hope the eardrum is ruptured.
Then you will be able to avoid this suffering.
My head bowed like ripe rice.
“But my first time was just like an octopus leg. Haha. Something, something like that.”
“Sorry.”
“Why are you sorry sister? Don’t be silly.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
I apologized.
Continue.
I apologized to this poor kid.
For a long time.
For a very long time.
As if Azazel was taken aback by my appearance, she repeatedly patted me on the back.
I need to comfort you
I am receiving consolation.
My heart is broken.
By the time we both calmed down.
Azazel asked.
“Sister.”
“Yes, Azazel.”
“… Us. Will it happen again?”
“I will.”
“Me. I’m scared, sister.”
I quietly hugged the trembling Azazel.
Gritted it
Smart.
It was a timing that could only be seen as damning.
I didn’t say to come in, but the door burst open.
Gina stuck out her proud face and talked.
“Long time, you guys.”
There is no need to ask who is calling.
It was Ronin’s call.
* * *
There was a smell.
It was so damp and humid that I couldn’t believe it was winter air.
Where the hell is this strange room?
I stared at Ronin while I was wearing my holy clothes, and Azazel was wearing a robe and a cone hat.
Ronin grinned, as if he liked the clean look of the two of us.
“I prepared a lot of things. First of all, let’s test how close the two of you are.”
Now I’m going to do something bizarre again.
As he snapped his fingers, what appeared to be a chair appeared.
It was ambiguous to call it a chair because there was something wriggling in the middle.
“… What is that?”
“This is Aria’s chair.”
“My chair?”
It must be quite difficult to sit normally.
“Every time the aria in that chair reaches its climax, Azazel is going to have something fun.”
… Do vicious things.
Conversely, it would mean that I would not harm Azazel in any way unless I reached the climax, but it couldn’t be that easy.
Isn’t it none other than Ronin?
“Come on, sit down.”
I had no choice but to head for a chair.
When I checked the location, it was a blueprint that was tailored to my vagina.
Something wriggling also caught my eye.
It was slime with the acid removed.
The color was also oddly pink.
Judging from this, it seems to have mixed in quite a bit of aphrodisiac.
It’s a weak slime.
You seem to be fully prepared.
A chill ran through my body, knowing how big this little thing would grow.
Before sitting down, I looked at Azazel.
I wish she would rather resent me.
Whoa.
I caught my breath.
The moment she put her ass on the chair, the slime soaked into her clothes.
The slime that seeped into her clothes like a liquid dyed her underwear.
“… Hit.”
Sweep.
As if confirming who would be harassing her from now on, the slime stained in her underwear brushed her pubic flesh.
My body trembled at the cold, wet feeling.
Are you okay.
Slime is familiar.
You just have to be patient.
I was reading myself.
It would have been nice if it had ended here.
“It would be unfair for only Arya to be tested. Azazel will have to show you a little trick.”
Feat?
The ronin pulled out a rope and tied it from end to end of the room, just below the waist.
Tied up like that, it looks like it was installed for tightrope walking, which was popular in the Joseon Dynasty.
Are you telling Azazel to walk a tightrope?
Judging from the thick knots tied in the middle, it was certain that there was a nefarious ulterior motive.
“You can go back and forth on this top about five times. Of course, please take off your underwear. As for the robe, it’s fine to wear anything.”
… Crazy bastard.
