Real teaching, but diary flow

Is this level of trauma enough to become a shadow? Does this level of wound remain on the soul?

No matter how much time has passed, Asakusa Tetsu still finds high school girls somewhat incomprehensible.

He wasn't belittling Karuizawa Kei's past of being bullied, nor was he casually saying that it was all because the bullied didn't fight back.

However, he was thinking very hard about a problem.

Are you serious?

Karuizawa Megumi: "Huh?"

"You, I, I'm not..." She was a little flustered. Faced with this question and Asakusa Tetsu's unexpected reaction, she seemed a little awkward and at a loss.

What's with all this talk about being serious or not...?

I, I'm definitely serious, right?

What's so serious about that?

Seriously wanting to parasitize you? Seriously afraid you'll see this mark? Seriously...

What exactly are you asking?!

"..." With a soft sigh, Asakusa Toru squatted down, rolled up the hem of his clothes layer by layer, and grabbed her waist with both hands.

Staring directly at the wound without looking up, he suddenly asked:

What kind of reaction do you think I would have?

"Disgust, aversion?" Karuizawa Kei's voice was barely a whisper: "Or, or rather, disgust?"

This was the only answer she could think of.

"What's the truth?" Asakusa Toru raised an eyebrow.

"..." Karuizawa Kei hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Okay, it seems like... speechless..."

With a snap, Asakusa Tetsu snapped his fingers.

"By the way, I'm really speechless."

“Just consider it my way of looking down on your psychological trauma,” he said. “If you choose to be a parasite for something this trivial, if you see yourself as a weak creature because of something this small, if you stifle your autonomy because of something this trivial.”

"Then let's just take it as me showing contempt for it."

The words and attitude gradually... turned into mockery.

The mockery ignited a fire within Karuizawa Kei.

You clearly know nothing...

No, you know everything, so why don't you understand me?

You should understand me.

You've said so much, isn't it all because you're trying to understand me?

Contempt, such a trivial matter, mockery.

...It makes me furious.

You are clearly the person who is closest to understanding that line, and you are clearly the person who is most likely to understand me.

But why does he act like he knows nothing?

Because you only know? Because you only understand?

"Ah, well, someone like you would never be bullied in your life, so you probably wouldn't be able to truly understand how I feel, right?"

Without realizing it, Karuizawa Kei blurted out what was on her mind.

With a face full of disappointment, she spoke as if Asakusa Tetsu had betrayed her expectations.

“That’s right, you’re right.” Faced with her disappointment, Asakusa Tetsu readily admitted her words: “I have never been bullied, so I think it’s absolutely impossible for me to ‘truly’ empathize with you and understand what you’re thinking through my own experience.”

"But so what?"

“I never said I understood you, and I don’t need to prove that I can understand you. Your thinking has been very problematic from the beginning.”

It needs to be corrected.

"So, what do you think? I told you I understand you, then immediately turned around and went out, demeaning myself to become the one being bullied and accepting the bullying, and then came back with a strong mentality to tell you, 'Oh, so this is what being bullied is like. I misunderstood you, you were right?'"

"I told you I have no feelings for your scars, your wounds, your psychological trauma, or your past that seems to be filled with malice. Do you still want to say, 'Then I'll prove it to you, I'll open my mouth and lick it, caress it, and gently tell you that it's nothing at all?'"

Asakusa Tetsu paused for a moment.

"No, sister, you can just touch your waist and lower abdomen, but if you're really going to lick or eat them..."

"—It can only be here, right?"

Nothing special, just carbohydrates.

He plunged his knuckles into it once again.

Licking one's lower abdomen is already strange, but licking scars and stuff...

Am I a cat?

"Ugh..." The intrusion of the foreign object sent a subtle, electric-like sensation through her entire body. Karuizawa Kei awkwardly twisted her shoulders, but could only utter a soft moan, unable to say anything serious.

It wasn't because the feeling was particularly strong, nor was she being forcibly controlled; the hand didn't possess any magic power to manipulate her.

just.

just.

...What nonsense is this guy spouting?

Her brain seemed to freeze.

I think this or that is good, etc...

...Perhaps I really have thought that way.

Listening to Asakusa Tetsu's rebuttal-like description, as if on a whim, Karuizawa Megumi actually started to imagine it.

If he really accepted the bullying, if he really dared to speak up and comfort that wound.

Perhaps something deep inside will really be changed.

...But it seems that even if we don't do that...

Something within her has changed now.

In the midst of this utterly chaotic conversation, in this standoff that was clearly just a matter of shouting at each other and comparing their strength,

What started as a sense of dependence based solely on his strength has now transformed into a tangible feeling, as if one can actually touch him as he lands on the ground.

I, maybe I...

"—Then lick it for me!"

With her face flushed and her pretty face turning bright red, Karuizawa Megumi closed her eyes tightly and shouted out with all her might.

Chapter 257 Master

Woohoo.

The lower Jurchen.

You really dare to say that!

Asakusa Tetsu was somewhat taken aback.

He might say it, but his deep-seated craving for carbohydrates is something he can't hide.

What he said wasn't entirely untrue; it's not like he's never eaten carbs before.

But you, Karuizawa Megumi, are so bold in saying such things.

Then all he could do was curse, "You little brat!"

Down, down, down, down, down.

He cursed inwardly a few times, but Asakusa Toru couldn't help but smile.

But that's what makes it interesting.

No?

Gently pulling his knuckles out, in the dim light, Asakusa Tetsu displayed his intertwined fingertips to Karuizawa Megumi for a moment.

Great, no gynecological problems.

and so.

"Okay."

He flashed a bright smile and gave an answer that Karuizawa Kei thought was absolutely impossible for him to accept.

She thought he was just saying it; she thought he would never actually do it.

Because, because...

It's very dirty...

Her own body was already so dirty it was hard to look at, and that scar was the most glaring thing, but that didn't mean she thought her genitals would be clean.

It wasn't about being dirty or not; she genuinely lacked experience, but she was pure.

However, the deep-seated hurdle in her heart, that feeling of self-loathing, made her feel that everything about her was utterly detestable.

Especially in those kinds of places, in a general sense, men and women may feel that the other person's body is not dirty, but they may feel that their own body is very dirty.

So sometimes, I often find myself sighing with emotion.

He/She can actually bring himself to eat this.

No, you can't think like that.

He's already said it's okay, he's already agreed, so—

"But..." Just as Karuizawa Kei was beginning to feel a surge of anticipation and even start to fantasize, Asakusa Tetsu's change of heart slightly dampened her spirits.

"I don't like to serve others unilaterally."

Like a rollercoaster ride, Karuizawa Megumi's heart leaped into her throat, and then...

"So, you go first."

It fell again.

"..." Karuizawa Kei's body trembled slightly.

But this time it wasn't because of fear or other negative emotions.

It was because of the smile

"Pfft, hahahahaha..." The girl was overjoyed, her smile as radiant as a night-blooming cereus. She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her small hand, and Karuizawa Megumi whispered:

"Okay."

Just like his nod in response.

The gloom accumulated over three years of junior high school suddenly felt like it was swept away by this smile.

Of course, despite saying that, the two of them wouldn't be so oblivious to the world around them as to act like ouroboros in such a place.

I need to find a bed, no matter what.

Whether it's splashed water or a blood-stained white cloth.

A pure white bed is obviously the most comfortable choice.

—She formed an unspoken, twisted relationship with Megumi Karuizawa.

......

[The Rabbit Group's exam is over. Rabbit Group students do not need to take any further exams. Please be careful and do not disturb other students.]

Before the evening discussion even began, the students on the cruise ship received another text message indicating the end of the exam, amidst a slight tremor.

too fast.