Chapter 11 – Toilet
10.
Sophia is a girl before being a hero. Naturally, she couldn’t help but feel ashamed. Sophia’s innocence was not corrupted even during her quest to kill the demon king. She was so cute that she really wanted to rape her when she was ashamed to hold hands with men or eat what men ate.
Carl, of course, was no child, and he knew that sometimes there were things that required patience. Not before she fully possesses Sophia. Because of Carl’s history, it was obvious that the moment he expressed even a slight reluctance, all the churches would step in and try to purge Carl.
He is full of confidence that he won’t be beaten by church bastards, but he loses a lot. In any event, Sophia might reject herself in the process. Even though she’s forced to, she has her own charm… It is a level of taking the only rare ingredient in the world and boiling it as a stew. Good food should be eaten slowly.
It wasn’t once or twice that he secretly unlocked her door in the middle of the night, stared blankly at Sophia’s face lying defenseless, and then came out again.
Carl thought that only if her Sofia didn’t reject herself would he be able to have her in her arms. If he wanted to be immersed in a simple love affair, he would have approached him while pretending to be a ‘good person’, but what Carl Leben wanted was complete possession of Sophia Gracia. She didn’t want to harbor her anxiety that Sophia might be able to reject her.
Instead, when Sophia tries to eat, she partly hands her the spoon she used to eat, when she climbs a rock that Sophia can climb on her own, she readily holds her hand, or when she is sick, she touches her forehead and pretends to be a doctor. Was a small reward for patience. I believed that Sophia would understand this at least. Wouldn’t she be better than being raped out of the blue on her own?
Sophia was basically naive. It was because she had lived all her life in a convent and was still unfamiliar with her worldly life. Neither did the clandestine activity among her nuns hold their hand against her Sophia-like child. She owes it to her character, her conduct, and her nobility in her appearance, keeping her other nuns at a distance from making her the object of her lewdness.
Maybe that’s why she was shy at even the slightest exposure. Although later she became a bit stoic. Carl remembered Sofia, who covered her eyes and turned her head away, saying she was dumbfounded, even though she had only undressed her upper body. She honestly had an erection.
Sophia’s impression is on the cold side. When she had a small smile, she was truly an angel, but her travels were always so tiring that she rarely smiled. She sighed quietly, and when she sat and rested, because of her breath-taking beauty, I would confess to her mischief as an excuse. Had she given her nod even once, she would have married right away. This is a bit disappointing. After marriage, since she was her wife, anything would have been possible. Hmm.
The reason why Carl is thinking about his desire for Sofia like this is,
It was because Sophia had been asking for lewd favors with a look that made her cry.
*
“What?”
“… Can you please stop making me say it twice? It’s embarrassing enough… Because it’s rough. Heb, get out and die. Ug… Ugh That bad personality still hasn’t been fixed. Get on her knees and pray. Please repent.”
“No, no. That. It was because I couldn’t hear it properly. That will be too, um. That’s right. I heard something embarrassing, but if I heard it wrong, it would be a great disservice to you.”
“… Really? Is it really like that?”
“Then. So if it’s okay, can you say it again?”
Could it be that you couldn’t hear it? Carl was experiencing extreme bliss. I really didn’t know that the Demon Cubs would be useful. He gave a sincere salute to the demons who cut off his limbs instead. The corners of Carl’s mouth went up.
Sofia tried to look up at Carl with a sullen expression, perhaps sensing the laughter in Carl’s words, but she couldn’t confirm his expression. It was because Carl’s hand was brushing her bangs, blocking her vision. Sophia opened her mouth again. Her whole body seemed to tremble. Her heart thumped with a mixture of nervousness, shame, and strange excitement.
Carl’s heavy but soft voice and touch are always good. She gave up on that idea.
“… Friend,”
That’s why I bit her tongue.
“Friend?”
Carl couldn’t hide the anticipation in his voice. His trembling was evidence of that. It was at a level where I wondered if there would be a big difference with other people, but she could tell if it was Sophia. Carl had always shown interest in Sophia, and Sofia had to observe it frequently as she was constantly on the lookout for it.
“Peel off… Please, Carl.”
The knife was human garbage itself. He hugged a woman in every town he passed. He didn’t even try to hide it. When the hero Lloyd pointed out Carl’s behavior, Carl shrugged his shoulders as if he was wondering what was going on and went back to his duties. Come to think of it, Lloyd also stopped talking at some point, probably because it was strange to dwell on such things.
She didn’t express it, but at one time Sophia also had a crush on Carl. Of course, it is a very brief memory. Carl had an objectively handsome face and was always the first to come to the saint and the witch whenever they were in danger. However, the love affair did not last long due to malicious rumors about the knife and untidy behavior.
However, first love is a way to remember for a long time.
Can the girl really say that she completely gave up her feelings for the knife?
She already knew that Carl liked to watch her embarrassingly. That he is still one of those extensions. Sophia knew it, but rather than blaming the knife or holding on to the horse’s tail, she spat out her words even though she held back her shame. She must have been in a hurry to go to the bathroom, but she didn’t even know if that was all she really was.
Wasn’t there a way to express it in other words? Did you really have an unbearable stomach ache in the first place? Such questions welled up from deep within, but Sophia was determined to ignore them.
… Because my stomach was chugging and I was sick. Because it’s urgent Carl will understand.
Carl used to enjoy a promiscuous life, so he’s probably used to seeing her genitalia. So he’ll be fine.
I wouldn’t have looked like a lewd person for saying this. Carl won’t disillusion me.
You were the one who always did that. He was the kind of person who understood my heart and was always considerate. He may be a bad person to others, but he has always been a good person to me.
“I’m sick to my stomach… So… Because that’s it… “
“It’s okay. Because I figured it out Say no more.”
The trembling hand of her knife stroked Sophia’s head as Sophia patted her tears down. The trembling of the knife seemed to be due to the chaos or joy. Sophia’s mouth was bitten and she lowered her head. Trembling lips and madly pounding heart.
I might look like I’m tempting Carl.
But I have no limbs.
It can’t be helped.
Carl will understand. Therefore-
This is fine.
*
Carl sat Sophia on the toilet. I took a deep breath. It was Sophia’s pussy that she hadn’t seen in a long time. Come to think of it, I regretted that I should have touched my arms and legs a lot during the trip. There was no place to throw away either my calves or my wrists. Now everyone has been cut off and has become an imperfect person.
Damn you bastards. That’s why I had to kill all the bastard bastards. Dare to take Sophia’s arms and legs. When I go back, I want to harass the demon king’s daughter some more.
“Then, shall I take it off?”
Carl said in a very friendly voice. “Huh… Don’t open your eyes.” Carl closed his eyes at Sophia’s answer, and pushed her hand up to her waist, touching Sophia’s thigh. What kind of expression would Sophia have if her underwear were torn like this? Will it be the face of being betrayed, or will it cry in embarrassment? Would you believe me if I said it was a mistake? … First of all, I decided to be patient.
Sophia’s butt was touched. Sophia lifted her butt slightly to make it easier to peel off. In the meantime, Carl slowly pulled Sofia’s panties down. Carl’s hand movements were too slow to be one of the heroes who saved the world, and he kept his speed at a moderately fast level that I couldn’t ask why he was taking it off so slowly. Carl’s fingers caressed Sophia’s hips and thighs as if they were scratching. Sophia’s panties came off completely as they passed Sophia’s lap.
“Eye… Didn’t you wake up? Didn’t you wake up?”
Sophia asked, crying, her face red. “I didn’t see it. You do not have to worry.” Carl’s answer made Sofia feel relieved, but also a little regretful. Then, embarrassed by her own feelings, her heart pounded. He seemed to be doing something wrong. I want to offer a prayer of repentance this evening.
“Then I’ll be out, call me if anything happens.”
“Ah yes… “
As Carl turned away with his eyes closed, Sophia finally managed to catch her breath. She seemed to be going out of her mind for fear that she would hear the sound of her heart pounding madly. No, you can hear her heartbeat. She would have already caught her. However, the devil’s enticing words permeate her momentarily… It’s really the worst. They say that a stronger devil whispers to those with deep faith. That, too, was clear. These bad demons.
“Karl, please stay away.”
Sophia felt her maddening shame, but on the one hand, she was deeply grateful to Carl. I’m not sure if it’s because the first caregiver was caught by a bad person, but I enjoyed my time with Carl, who exchanged emotions rather than with a caregiver who mechanically and obligatoryly took care of me. Carl’s hand pushing the wheelchair was meticulously cared for. A hand that was manipulated minutely so as not to get caught even by a stone beak.
Squeak. Hey hey
Again, although they are mischievous, those hands that I can clearly see that they think of me and respect me. When I fed steak to my mouth or stroked my hair, it was like being in heaven. At that moment, I thought it was fortunate that I had no limbs. Of course, if he had had his limbs in the very next moment, he would have been able to feed Carl too—though he got sullen at the thought.
“Ah.”
Oh, that’s right. If I had hands and feet, I could have done a little more for Carl. I was in a position where I had no choice but to receive from Carl.
“Sigh.”
It’s stupid. Need to take it off because you have to go to the bathroom? What is it. I’ve become a person who can’t do even one thing properly.
“Town.”
No caregivers Now I have to rely on Carl for everything. Carl must have had things to do. It’s because of me. Is it because of me that he puts off today’s schedule and spends time on me?
“Ugh… “
You might be bothering me.
“Black.”
How would I look to such a grateful person? Please take off my panties because I have to pee, please take off my panties because I have to poop. Lol. Am I a woman who can’t do that? A disqualification as a human being? Knife, knife, uhm~ I don’t like being seen. Could you please close your eyes? Oh taste Are you sure you didn’t open your eyes? Carl is a pervert, so I thought maybe he might have opened his eyes.
“Huh… “
It’s not like that. It’s not like that. I just
Sophia couldn’t lift her head because of her depression that seeped deep in her heart. She felt that she had shed a lot of tears since she became like this. Cry and cry and cry again Is she going to cry until the remaining moisture in her body is gone? Her self-deprecation, once started, bit her tail on her tail.
The miserable thing is that there was a time when I liked knives.
Knowing that Carl still likes him- he wonders if it will look like he’s trying to use it somehow, now that he’s become like this. Even so, right now, I have no choice but to ask for the help of a knife. If Carl just said he didn’t know me and left, I would have no choice but to sit on the toilet without moving.
“Ahhh… Mommy… Better… Hey, I… “
The most miserable thing.
Even in the middle of thinking like this, you have to ask Carl to wipe the floor yourself.
“I hate this… I hate it… “
Sophia was disillusioned with herself.
