Chapter 54 – Manneken Pee (2)
* There are scenes of urination and depictions of urination.
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I couldn’t make a quick decision. However, even in the midst of being still, I had a hard time urinating. Tick tock. The sound of clock hands is heard. In the meantime, the wall clock, which I couldn’t see well, announced my presence with an exceptionally loud voice today. I didn’t know that it could be heard more clearly because it was a quiet night. In the meantime, I couldn’t hear the clock hands properly because of someone’s moaning.
“First, a little fire… “
As soon as Sofia finished speaking, divine power spread slowly. The interior changed from a pitch-dark dark room to a light purple light at the moment the night came. It could have been brightly lit, but there was no reason to do so. A group of soft light like fog floats around the room.
More than three hours remained until morning came. Sophia’s face was stained with despair. Even if she told me to endure it for 30 minutes right away, it was 3 hours because she was not confident. There was no way she could bear it. Sophia’s gaze turned to the bathroom. Since the bathroom doubles as a shower room, you have to go through the changing room to enter, so there was no way to know if the door was closed or open.
Can you stand it? It was just self-confidence. Sophia knew all too well that she could not survive this great ordeal on her own. It wasn’t that she never had to urinate, but most of the times she was so nervous that she couldn’t even think of urinating. When she was in a hurry, a magician like Maya would suggest a solution.
But now those colleagues are not around. At least she wished she had at least Arya, but she couldn’t help it without her. Sophia had only two options left. She wraps herself up in the covers and does she expect Arya to clear it before her knife can see, or does she force herself to crawl in front of it, expecting the bathroom to be open.
Sophia’s choice was, of course, the latter. Now she was so anxious that she was worried that it might leak out every time she moved, but it was from the thought that she couldn’t be irresponsibly wrapped in a blanket.
Thud. It is the sound of Sophia’s body falling. Sophia frowned. It was miserable that she was more concerned about leaks than a little bit of pain. She’s not even an elderly person with dementia and what is this. Sophia sighed and began to move her body.
She seemed to be a short distance away when she was in Carl’s arms, but in this situation, it was quite a distance. It wasn’t really that far, but she couldn’t help but feel distant from Sophia. Because her arms and legs were cut in half.
Sophia’s hard crawling appearance was like a turtle or a pig. Every time she moved, a little bit of her stimulation came through. At the same time she struggled to bear it, she had to put her nerves into the crawl.
Step out on one of her elbows, then on one knee, then on the other… It’s a movement that I’m not skilled enough because the area I can support is small and I’ve only crawled around with this body for a while.
She struggled like that for a long time. When her body was stimulated, she paused to catch her breath. Even if she died, she hated the development that was wrapped up in the middle.
“Ah”
Despite her efforts, Sophia was completely unbearable. She is slightly It leaked very slightly. But things weren’t too good for her to be comforted by that. She didn’t even get to the locker room, let alone the door. By other people’s standards, it’s only been three steps. Already.
Sophia stopped in her crawling position. It was evident that her panties were slightly wet. Should I say it’s fortunate that I told her to put on her panties today? She felt so miserable herself for thinking that way.
However, if it stopped like this, it would only make you feel sick, so Sophia started to crawl again. Tears welled up in her eyes. I can’t even pee, so I’m desperately crawling to the bathroom. She is said to be a respected saint. A person who understands the Goddess is waiting for her to pee in her panties.
“No… “
Still, Sophia had no choice but to move on. To not have to pee on her floor.
Would she have waited for a while again? In fact, by other people’s standards, it would have been just a few more steps, but by Sophia’s standards, it was a long time of endurance, and a series of endlessly condensed pain. The process of forcibly holding on to what is about to leak out and moving the body. Sophia was literally going crazy.
Jureuk.
A small amount of leaked urine soaked her panties, and a drop that eventually spilled out of it ran down Sophia’s thigh and landed on the floor. Sophia has lost her mind. She wondered if she would just get comfortable. Carl will understand, it will be fine. Such an irresponsible thought.
It’s embarrassing that such a thought raises her head.
In the end, Sophia’s movement did not stop. Rather, it moved more desperately. She crawled and crawled with her hips lifted, thinking that somehow she had to get to the bathroom.
“Ah.”
And based on that vague expectation, Sophia finally achieved her goal. It was a colossal feat.
Sophia was proud of herself. Saint Sophia, who serves as an example for others. There was nothing in the world that she couldn’t do. Her last ordeal, her endless suffering, and her ugly bullying tormented her relentlessly, but her Saint Sophia the Russia easily triumphed.
Eventually, Sofia reached her bathroom. She might have spilled a drop or two of urine, but it was enough to take turns cleaning it up so that it didn’t even show. Sophia was so proud of herself that she couldn’t help herself. She was fine She deserved to be proud of her.
However
The complacency and desperate expectation that the bathroom door would be open, that all she had to do to get to it somehow – Sophia’s wish was easily betrayed, as was always the case with most of her vague expectations.
“Oh, why is this? Oh, it’s closed… There is?”
Sophia belatedly realized that something was slipping out of her body along with her terrible sense of loss, but now she had no reason or reason to stop it. The futile struggle of humans to resist her natural providence was just ridiculous to themselves.
“Ugh, black… Town… Whoa, whoa… “
The floor gets wet. The fluid leaking from her body spreads and smears on the floor. Water leaked from Sophia’s eyes as well. Her elbow and her knee ached. The feel of the liquid soaking her hips and thighs was unpleasant. It smelled of her.
“Huh, heh, no, how did I get here… !”
I can’t get her to pee and go back to bed. No, she wondered if she could even get on the road bed in the first place.
“I really hate it, it’s the worst… “
Sophia is tired of crying.
Sophia, exhausted, fell asleep on her own urine.
*
“Sophia. Sophia?”
“What?”
When she opened her eyes, Sophia was on the bed.
“And! It must have been a dream. Good morning aria phew. It was a really terrible dream.”
“Dream… ? Me first. The thing about urinating in front of the bathroom door… It is not a dream.”
“Ah.”
Sophia, who was forced to smile, bent her head. Her tears groaned. I hated the world.
“Saw?”
“Yes. Because I cleaned it up.”
“Yeah, but! Didn’t you see the knife though?”
Arya replied that she hadn’t seen her please, so she turned away from Aria’s staring gaze as if asking for it. Sophia caught sight of her two jet-black horns rising between her red hair.
“The person who told me was Carl… Is.”
“And! Really? I want to die. Good morning aria Could you bring me some tools for suicide?”
“It’s not possible.”
“At times like this, please take it as a joke. If you answer like that, you’re serious.”
“Wasn’t it?”
“Too bad.”
Sophia, who was lost in thought about how to look at Carl’s face, turned her head away as if embarrassed by Aria’s stare at her. She said, “Thank you for your trouble. Sorry.” Arya’s eyes didn’t go away.
“I couldn’t help it! Arya will know how she feels when her limbs are cut off!”
“I’m sorry.”
“… Doesn’t she believe me?”
Sophia’s head dropped. Silence passed for a while. Sophia felt a strange strange feeling in Arya, who didn’t say anything. She pursed her lips a few times. If she was usual it was Aria she would have called Carl or she would have taken her out while she was having breakfast. They hadn’t lived together very long, but she could tell that something was different.
Arya’s Horn. Her horns kept coming into her eyes.
“There are handprints on her horns. Aria.”
“… Yes.”
“She must have been someone with a strong grip. Who caught it.”
“That’s right.”
“Was it a knife?”
“… “
“Answer me. Because I am a knife lover.”
Sophia’s eyes were half closed. Arya could see Sophia staring at her with her resentful eyes. “Is that what you meant? Did you have sex with Carl?” Arya was taken aback by her voice that day. That wasn’t Arya’s intention.
Being raped by Carl Leben. He is being bullied. Please notice. Please help save me That was Arya’s original idea. As she watched from her side, it was clear that Carl Leben was treating Sophia very sincerely, and if she said something like that, the bullying she inflicted on herself would be reduced considerably.
However, this sharp reaction is a substitute.
“I know. Something like that. That I’ve been with Carl every night for the past few days. What are you talking about? Are you trying to put a difference between Carl and me? You’re a bad person, Arya. She is a disappointment.”
Sophia’s words fired at each other like her rapid-fire cannon, and Arya pursed her lips for a moment before she remained silent.
Sofia also had her shame from last night, and how she had been upset with Carl even though she didn’t say anything about it. In such a situation, it was natural for Arya’s remarks to sound precious. By Sophia’s standards, Arya was just a slave, the target of her affair.
Sophia’s benevolence towards her slaves does not mean that it loses its temper, but while Sophia also experiences a miserable situation in which her human self-respect is undermined and her jealousy as a woman, involuntarily sharp words It will come out and throw it away. It will be sarcastic.
“Did you like Carl’s? So what does he want to brag about? Coming over, leaving her handprints on her antlers. Oh my gosh ~ Carl raped me ~ I heard that she used to be hard with Sophia-sama, but she was kind to me ~ Did you want to say something like that?”
“I, that… “
“I will forgive many sinners, and I am willing to forgive those who sin against me. I have feelings too. Aria. I’m starting to hate Aria now. What’s wrong with people? How are you? Do you want to show off by committing an affair and coming to the lover of the affair target?”
“I, rape… “
“Under! Carl liked me so much that he raped me. What is that? You’re such a poor bitch clinging to Carl, right? No, I do not want. I hate it! The knife is mine. Even if you treat me like that, I still love Carl! Carl loves me, he said he loves me. Carl loves me!”
“I got… But why… “
“So get out! I want to be with Carl, not you. Can you get me a knife?!”
Tears flowed from Sophia’s eyes like a flood. Love the knife However, except for last night, all of her sex with Carl was focused on tormenting Sophia. Sophia couldn’t help but doubt. Does Carl really love me? Wasn’t he just making fun of him?
But even if she did, she had no means of protesting what Sophia had to say to Carl. She was simply a mental doubt, and she was already disabled.
Sofia heard Arya and Carl having sex every night. Hearing that gurgling sound as if it were pleasant, he wet her pillow with her tears. At that time, the aria made a sound as if it was in a very good mood. But Sophia couldn’t. She couldn’t feel good about having sex with her or being seen by others while she was being tortured. She felt like a toy.
I love knives and knives love me too. Disbelief sprouted in the proposition, and doubt sprouted.
It was for a very simple reason.
Is there anyone who loves a disabled person whose arms and legs are cut in half?
She somehow didn’t want to pee. The moment she urinated, she hoped that Carl wouldn’t find out. It’s not enough that her arms and legs were cut off, so she’ll look like a weird bitch peeing on the floor. She fears that even the love that exists will cool down. I did, but I saw it. Sophia’s mind was confused.
In that situation, Arya’s attitude seemed like she was coming to salt, so Sofia overreacted her.
She shouldn’t have been
Patter. Aria’s cold voice pierces Sofia’s weeping voice.
“… Manneken piss.”
“… Yes?”
*
Saint Sophia Gracia was a person whom Arya personally admired very much. She was to the point that if she were to win against the party of warriors, she would want to have a snack and chat with her as long as she was alive.
Even after she was taken as a slave, the only good thing about her was that she could talk to Sophia Gracia.
However, Sophia told her to torture her Arya, she says.
It is said that it was Sophia’s favor that she had to die that way, the captain of the guards who spent her childhood with her Aria.
Sophia Gracia asked her aria to be terribly harassed.
Arya didn’t believe it. She didn’t want to believe it What kind of person is Saint Sophia to ask for such a favor? She thought that way. Although she was an enemy, Arya still admired Sophia.
Of course, because she was in a position to hear the same thing over and over again, the thought of ‘maybe?’ Had already planted her roots deep in Aria’s heart and sprouted her buds.
In such a situation, Sophia, in her aria, reveals the true face of her jealousy in her ugliness.
Arya was finally convinced. She’s right this person was trying to harass me. You must have been envious and jealous of me being raped by that vicious human. This ugly man
Why are you insulting me
I’m dodging It was Carl Leben who raped me. The dog is that person. Why do I have to curse
I got hit that it hurt It wasn’t my will, so why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
No
Also,
All humans must die.
Please die kill it.
This-
“The manneken piss.”
Up
Arya’s teeth gritted. Sophia was staring blankly at Arya.
