Fucked Like a Dog 200

Chapter 200 – (Beware of Impoverishment) Ep.13 – Happy Ending (2)

What is love? Why do people risk their lives so much for the inherent complexity that cannot be expressed in just a few sentences?
It’s funny. Some act as if they would die without a loved one, but immediately seek another love, and some relive their entire lives while holding on to indelible scars…

In a way, it is clear that we all have problems with being human.

From birth, you live with broken parts fitted together. Destiny to pick up a creaking cog that cannot be fixed alone, and wander in search of love, someone who can fix it.

“Ah, aheh… “

My head shakes. I don’t even know what I’m talking about because of the shock and trembling I’ve never felt in my entire life.

All the violence and absurdities that have been experienced so far feel rather kind. The first day she meets Riko, she feels keenly that even her kick in the stomach was very kind.

All the things I was worried about dying, worried about getting hurt, passed through my head in an instant…

A sharp pain rising from the other side of the face, and a tingling sensation that could be felt just by moving one’s mouth.

Love.

It’s really ironic.
To think that a human who scares me more than anyone else speaks the most universal and heartfelt words.

It’s absurd, awkward, and bizarre.
A lofty face that doesn’t suit the tears is pouring out resentment and confessing love.

It’s different from an ordinary confession. It’s not like I’m sending a letter or words with affection, but I wrap my neck around my neck with both hands that are very twisted…

“Kek, Khehe… !”

Choke one’s neck Unbearable love chokes and torments. Before you even feel the lack of oxygen and blood flow, you feel a dizzying pain in the back of your neck and out of your skin.

His throat contorted as if he had been squeezed. My instinct to struggle to live my life clings to her hand, but nothing changes this time either.

“You say you love me… “

Will she be as desperate as I am? I don’t know why, but her face is just as desperate as mine, feeling death right now.

“Why do I have to go through this? Huh? Who are you to make me like this A boy who can’t do anything by himself, why the hell do you keep raising things, why!”

It’s unfortunate. It looks really unfair, it’s like I’m strangling her.

For the first time, I feel a sense of kinship with the queen, whom I don’t even know her name properly. Our lives, which must have been different from the moment we were born, interlocked here for the first time.

A life that seems to go crazy because of unfairness,
A life of exhaustion driven by a series of huge whirlpools.

The queen we met in it is soaked in her rain. Even her fine hair and her graceful gestures are gone, and now she is the only woman left with evil spirits.

“I will tell you again who I am… All right? Tell me! I am the queen of Albator, and the queen who sits highest, and everyone looks up to me… !”

Was it because of the tears, or the sweat, or did her hair taste bad because of the lack of blood…

Her ears, which had not been able to hear for a long time, were now completely blocked.

Noticing that I am not hearing properly, she raises her hand again.

Again…
The pain and shock that are surer than words are transmitted to the cheek.

Consciousness far away,
The pain that holds it.

When I barely come to my senses in the harsh welcome greetings that follow one after another, I am always struggling in the air, screaming for help.

I wish she could hear her screams and clamors that I can’t hear, but I wish she could reach them even a little bit.

She drags me along She doesn’t have the strength to struggle anymore, but her head is about to be ripped off, so she manages to hold her hand and try to alleviate her pain.

Dragged across the floor like the transparent night sky, dripping blood, tears and saliva…

She gets dragged In a space that looks like a small shelter, there are only a monotonous chair, a desk, and two rugged beds.

The warriors and previous kings who had previously used this place were probably all women, so there would have been no sweet romance here.

Thanks to that, nothing really exists in the lodging that I was taken to. However, there are two single beds that exist for the purpose of lying down and relaxing…

And,
One small cross.

She drags the two of her beds and puts them together as if to make her nervous. It’s rather awkward as she puts together things she’s never met, but she doesn’t care and picks me up and throws me on the bed.

After a few bounces, the hatefully light body hits the wall and lies uncomfortably between two sunken beds.

What she sees is the queen who can’t control her anger. As if they were arguing with me, the body movements they took passionately while throwing out their anger. Gestures.

And, her steps approaching with strides.

Stop it now Please forgive. Why the hell are you doing this to me

I try to get down from her bed, dragging her body, which is not even strong enough, but I am grabbed by her again and pushed up to the edge of her wall.

Being pushed into a corner like that, he gets hit again. It contains anger, but it hits me just enough to keep me from dying.

“… Are doing know? Mad dogs with no grace like you will come to their senses… “

I have no strength to resist now. I couldn’t even raise her hand, and I couldn’t even crouch down properly.

Powerless. Ache. Fear. A tenacious consciousness that seems to be about to end, but never ends. Pain and nerves that do not stop because of the passive skill that raises the will.

I cringe in pain and please wait for this hell to end. In a situation where you can’t do this or that, I wait for you to die as soon as possible…

… No. Can’t wait I can’t stand it. I hate being sick…

“Town…ぅ… “

So, gather all your strength and bite her tongue. Attempts to commit suicide, which is popular in movies and novels.

“Black… Nope… “

However, it doesn’t go the way I thought. Work in creation and work in reality are clearly different.

It gives strength, and the tongue that bites doesn’t break into pieces or get crushed. It just adds another layer of pain.

It is next to impossible to die using one’s own body. So, everyone borrows tools or jumps from tall buildings.

However, since there is no other way left, I force my tongue between my canines and molars and bite it as best I can. The tough tongue, which has no jaw to be cut off, seems to bleed in intense pain…

“You can’t die if you bite down like that? I know?”

Caught in the hands of the queen, she is brought out. Now it’s not just anger or anger, but in the hands of the queen beyond the level that can be expressed…

“Ugh… ! Eh! Ehehe!”
“There is blood. Could it be painful? Be pitiful right? Don’t worry. Master should take care of this.”

… Healed again I think I saw it for the first time. The magic she uses, her skills, like all her older sisters, are unique and independent due to her unique mana.

Mana flowing gracefully like her brilliant hair.

Something that felt a sense of distance from Chichi noona’s sophisticated magic. Missing Chichi’s magic flowing along the Milky Way, it’s like… A flow that seems to have been forcibly fitted…

Like an aristocrat’s ostentation, the mana that looks perfect on the outside but seems to be distorted in its essence. However, the Queen’s is just as strong as the other sisters.

She said, “You said you couldn’t die, but you didn’t listen again? How is everything you do this way? Huh?”
“Ahh… ! Ugh… “

Crying leaks out through the forcibly opened mouth. Even if you don’t want to make such a sound, your body reacts to the pain on its own.

“You have to stay alert. If you don’t pay attention during training, you’ll get scolded, right? Huh?”

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In a space where you can neither die nor escape.

I don’t know how many hours she was under her feet.

Right, right,
Screaming for help, calling the other sisters by name and running out.

Then, when you get dragged in again,
He asked me to call out their names one more time and got hit again…

First the teeth are broken,
Next comes the chin,

Healed again, dragged by her hair,

Kicked, hit again…

“Haha… “

She was beaten until she calmed down, taking all of her queen’s anger into her body.

Always calm, always haughty,
She smiled faintly only at causing pain to others,

She didn’t stop lashing out at her until her pony hand trembled from exhaustion. Not violence inflicting pain for her enjoyment, but violence to quench her own resentment.

“Tell me again. What?”
“I am… Wrong… I did it… Yo… “

She gets beaten over and over again until she cries out what she wants,

Feeling her unbroken consciousness intact, she was strangled, slapped on the cheek while being dragged around her narrow interior…

“Yeah, that’s all right now. Now everything is back to normal. That’s right. I know?”

It was clear what would happen to her next. He climbed on top of me, exhausted from being beaten so much, and took off her clothes one by one.

On the ceiling, patterns from a different world whose meaning is unknown are drawn like decorations.

An old cross lies on the desk.

In a situation where the head is forced back and forced to kiss, my eyes stare blankly at the fallen cross.

The gaze of her is led by the hand of her queen, who does not even allow her freedom, to face her face to face.

Her blue-green eyes gleamed with poison.

I don’t know if I’m crying or if the Queen is crying.

As soon as she closed her eyes and gave up her body,
I couldn’t even figure it out…