Chapter 17 – Forgiveness
16.
As soon as Sofia opened her eyes, she was embraced by Carl. Carl was by his side. It’s good, it’s good that Carl is by his side. I’m so glad you didn’t leave me behind.
*
How about boiling a lethal dose of melancholy and serving it in a bowl of soup?
Unfortunately, I don’t think that’s a very good opinion.
With no legs, I can’t go where the soup is
Because I have no arms, I can’t even eat my soup
The color of the soup is dark green.
Seaweed, various vegetables, seaweed, corpses of flies, maggots, intestines of demons, eyes and nails of crying children are gathered together, crushed, crushed, poured with hydrochloric acid, and boiled to make dark green soup.
It’s okay if you don’t have limbs, maybe someone else will feed you.
Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate to eat, sing a song
Don’t shake your head! You ask around. Oh! Did you splash on the blanket too? How can a person be so nasty! I can’t be bothered! I can be shallow! Soup on the blanket Soup dark green- Su-u-pou, waaeaeng, waaeaeeng
Even if I vomit, I can’t resist the spoon that gets pushed into my mouth.
Can someone catch the flying fly? My ears are broken!
I’m sorry for asking, but I’ll ask for one more.
Could you imprison me in a plaster cast and peck me with a chisel?
Plaster statues don’t have limbs. You have no limbs
Ah, don’t say that
I want to be in the temple, I want to pray
Fool, prayer is putting both hands together! You have no hands!
But, but / But, don’t be fooled! Look straight into reality!
Ah.
Fucking year. A year to fester to death. The bitch who will be abandoned in a beggar’s den, gang-raped like a dog, and become a slut to die.
A curse from the demon tribe that was crushing my limbs lingers in my ears.
I’ll make that happen. / Maybe it’s already been that way.
Folks, sorry for killing you. There will be no salvation for me.
Knife,
Where are you.
I want to fool around,
Stay by my side
Oops, I was wrong
Forgive me knife
*
Knife.
I had a nightmare yesterday. It was a dream in which a large devil came to me with a dark smile and trampled my immobilized body at will. But I will keep this dream only in my heart. It would be embarrassing to talk to Carl.
When I woke up in the morning, my lower back hurt a lot. I thought it was menstruation, but it certainly isn’t. There’s still some time left. It’s a strange thing. The texture of the underwear also changes, and the duvet seems to be a different duvet from the one I used to sleep on. Could it be that the dream I had last night wasn’t a dream, or was the demon king really looking for me? But the devil’s head was played with the sword rolling around. He can’t be alive.
Carl, I have a strange idea. It must have been such an ominous thought that I never wanted to think about it again. I see my back getting wet and my limbs going numb.
Knife. I’ll forgive you though. I’ll think it’s just my delusion. The knife is often too clumsy, and there’s still a lingering smell in this room, but I’ll forgive you. You might have thought that if you lit a scented candle, it wouldn’t smell, but you’re looking after Carl because he’s cute, so don’t do that next time.
Carl has the right to live and die with me right now. I guess I stupidly, too hastily passed it over. But if you think about it, it probably wasn’t something I handed over. I had the knife from the beginning. Ever since I was lying in a hospital room with my limbs amputated. So I’ll forgive you. Whatever Carl did to me last night, I’ll pretend I don’t know.
I have no thoughts of resentment. If it’s a knife
You know what, Carl?
I wake up in the morning and find Carl looking down at me with a smile.
The traces of the nightmare that haunted me disappeared without a trace.
When the demons look down on me with cold eyes and try to kill me. Yes, when everyone was preoccupied with killing the demon king.
Only the sword
Carl Leben only you
They ran to rescue me.
So, even if it’s a bit sad. You can do anything to me. Because then I was already dead.
I could have given Carl my first, but why did he bother to do it secretly while I was sleeping? I’m not sure about that part. But it’s okay because I originally thought of giving it to you. It’s a bit sad. The first time with Carl, I wanted to do it face to face.
What Carl was trying to do secretly was probably because he didn’t want me to find out.
To forgive is to forget. Neatly. Without ever thinking about it again. Don’t worry. If you ask God, he will erase my memory.
Come on, I’ll forget all the memories now.
Knife,
I’ll forgive you, but Please don’t bother me too much
*
The pussy bitch has been tangled since the morning. I didn’t know why, but Carl accepted it meekly.
“What’s wrong, did you have a nightmare?”
“Yeah, I will. I think I had a bad dream. It’s okay though. Because now morning has come.”
Sophia’s smile even looked pitiful. She wondered if she knew, but Carl shook his head inwardly. Of course, there were times when Sophia guided her on her way with a sense close to wisdom, but she said it was all because God whispered in her ear. As long as he killed the demon king, God couldn’t be interested in saints, so Sophia’s wisdom would have ended.
I do think she was a little hasty apart from that. There were many things to enjoy in many ways, but because of the hasty push, I couldn’t even try this or that and ended up playing. These are things that can be done slowly as long as the saintess is in her grasp, but it is a pity.
Since we haven’t been able to check how Sofia reacts when she picks up her girl, we have to assume that she made some kind of mistake. But her heart was in a hurry. Sophia must have felt a sense of crisis, so she said something like, ‘It’s a bit like living together.’
“Didn’t you say let’s start dating?”
“Yes? Oh, right. You can forget it. Actually, Carl is right. I thought I was being selfish. Now that I have no limbs, I can’t do anything without the help of others, but dating… Huhu, was greed too much?”
The sight of Sophia with her self-deprecating smile and slightly dropping her head inspired her to want to protect her. Carl couldn’t hold Sophia’s hand, so he grabbed her by the elbow. “I think I was talking too much.” It is a serious voice.
“Don’t push yourself too hard.”
Sophia’s head lifted slightly. Her lips were swollen. “Is Carl saying that…?” Said Carl, pretending to be perplexed. “Ah, even if you say sorry. Do you keep it? It’s okay to say things that will hurt us once or twice!” Foot. Sophia’s laughter. “Just joke.”
“But, um. I see.”
“What?”
“I think this morning is quite sweet.”
Of course, I was eating breakfast, but since it was salad and bacon, it didn’t seem like the food was sweet.
Sophia’s smiling face is exceptionally beautiful.
