episode_0046

Rogy, who had dragged Belka inside the carriage, locked the carriage door. Belka was flustered by his actions and tried to say something, but after locking the door, Rogy covered the girl’s speaking mouth with his hand again. He didn’t want to listen. He didn’t want to listen. He blocked it because he was afraid of what words would spill from that lovely mouth. Afraid she might rebuke him. Afraid she might pour out resentment and anger. He covered the girl’s mouth with his hand and pushed her down with force. Belka struggled, but she was as delicate and light as she looked, and was pushed back helplessly by Rogy’s strength. Belka: “Mmph!” Belka, whose waist hit the bed, eventually cried out in pain, but Rogy had no intention of releasing the force from the hand that was covering the girl’s mouth and pushing. As he continued to push in that state, Belka was pushed by his strength and ended up lying down on the bed. Her pure white legs, which drew graceful curves beneath the girl’s dark red dress, didn’t make it onto the bed. Unable to bear that sensual sight, Rogy grabbed the hem of Belka’s dress and pulled it up. Only then, perhaps realizing his intentions, the girl’s golden eyes flickered with anxiety through the disheveled mask. However, Rogy’s gaze was fixated on the girl’s defenseless lower body that had been exposed. Beneath the dress were graceful calves connected to smooth thighs, and above those thighs, the girl’s perfectly formed waist and navel were visible. Although this was the second time he had seen this sight, what was different from the first time was that something was covering the girl’s secret valley. Black underwear was covering the girl’s private area. But it was too late for a single thin piece of cloth like this to stop him. Because the black underwear further accentuated the girl’s white skin, and though plain, it was thin enough to reveal the plump flesh beneath and even the small axe-mark cleaving it. As Rogy just stared at the sight as if appreciating it, Belka, who was watching him, struggled to find an opening to escape. But that stimulated him further. In the anger and sadness that came with the thought that the girl was trying to escape from him, he roughly stripped off even the underwear that was the last thing covering Belka’s crotch. Belka: “Gasp!?” Ultimately, the secret valley nestled between the girl’s thighs, in her groin, was completely exposed before Rogy. Thanks to Rogy being engrossed in her secret valley, Belka was able to open her mouth, but. Belka: “Haa… Let me, Ack?!” Belka let out a small scream at his violent act of burying his face in her groin and biting the plump flesh with his teeth. Rogy himself didn’t know why he did such a thing. He was just hungry. He acted as if he wanted to devour the girl because he was hungry. Belka struggled her legs even more at his action, which was like trying to devour her private area directly. Annoyed by this, Rogy grabbed the girl’s thighs, positioning himself as if he was trapping his head between her thighs. He even started to nibble on her plump flesh in that state. Belka: “Ugh, st- stop.” Belka, realizing that unwanted pleasure would come if things continued like this, barely managed to lift her waist and tried to push his head away with both hands. Her body, which had become more sensitive due to what had been done to her while she was asleep, tormented her. Belka pushed the boy’s head with all her strength, but with the girl’s weak power, it ended up looking more like she was holding his head. And at that moment. Belka: “Ah, Haa!?” Rogy, who was covering her entire slit with his mouth as if replacing her panties, licked the secret slit with a soft tongue, as if tasting it. And with his tongue, he pushed aside the plump flesh covering the slit and delved into her opening. The girl’s golden eyes, which had realized that Rogy had already done the same thing when she was asleep, were stained with horror at this action, which was like confirming a known fact and exploring it further. When the girl, who had not stopped resisting even with her weak strength until then, stopped resisting and went limp, Rogy, feeling puzzled, lifted his face from where it was buried in her groin and looked down at Belka. He saw her pure white lower body, exposed by the lifted dress, and above it, the girl’s upper body, which looked relatively normal, hung limply as if all strength had been lost. Along with the girl’s golden eyes that had lost their light. Rogy: “…Who, who did this to you?” Rogy could finally see that beautiful golden light again, which he had glimpsed by chance when he first entered the carriage, but he didn’t like the look in the girl’s eyes as she stared at him. Because the girl’s eyes, which seemed to be enduring and swallowing something, felt like they were holding back all sorts of dark emotions, including disgust. Rogy: “I don’t like it.” Rogy ignored Belka’s words and said that, then spread the lifted part of her dress higher up, completely covering the girl’s face so her eyes wouldn’t be seen. Rogy felt a slight regret about that, and realizing what the regret was, he lifted the dress covering the girl’s upper body up to her chest. Then the girl’s soft breasts and the small fruit at their tips became visible. The girl’s face and arms were completely hidden by the dress, which had a faint boundary with the darkness of being pulled up, and only her slender body and legs below the chest were bathed in the moonlight coming through the carriage window, appearing pure white. Rogy was satisfied with her appearance and took off his clothes. Then his male organ, which had swollen greatly somewhere along the line and was flaunting its presence, was revealed. To Rogy, this thing was clearly his, yet it was troublesome because it wouldn’t be controlled as he wished. A strange thing that was a part of him, yet didn’t feel like one. Thinking of Belka’s body, recalling her soft skin and what lay beneath, the sensation of having entered her slit once could never be forgotten. That’s why it was even more tormenting. But now, the girl’s body was existing defenselessly before his eyes like this. He had been worrying, thinking she might escape while he was taking off his clothes. Contrary to his worries, Belka didn’t move, as if resigned. Rogy liked that appearance even more. After all, she was a girl who had accepted other people’s things besides his. If she had kept struggling, he might have acted more roughly out of resentment. Rogy: “Stay still like that.” It was the moment Rogy, speaking to Belka whose face was covered and unseen, aligned the tip of the thing he had taken out with the girl’s slit, which was glistening with his saliva. Belka: “Ugh, No…!” Rogy: “Ack!?” The girl, whom he thought had stopped struggling, lifted her leg and pushed him away with all her might. Rogy, who happened to be hit in the face by her foot, wondered if this was the same girl who had struggled just to stop him until now. He was pushed back hard by that single kick and hit the wall of the carriage. But was that the girl’s last struggle? She grimaced as if in pain and clutched her chest. The girl, barely steadying her staggering body, still headed towards the door Rogy had locked upon entering. It was difficult for her, but she walked towards the door nonetheless. The moment she finally grabbed the doorknob. Rogy grabbed her wrist, which was holding the doorknob. He couldn’t let her leave like this. He had already given up on many things. If he let the girl go like this, he would probably never be able to hold onto her for the rest of his life. He roughly pulled the girl’s hand away from the doorknob she wouldn’t let go of and pushed her down onto the floor. Rogy: “Don’t move!” The girl’s mask had already come off and rolled on the floor. Rogy gritted his teeth at the girl’s resentful golden eyes directed at him. Rogy: “Why! Why! Why won’t you stay still!” In fact, he knew the reason for that. Not knowing while doing such a thing was more strange. Nevertheless, he couldn’t suppress the flowing tears and his aching chest, so he moved, giving in to impulse and emotion. Belka: “Ah!” When he squeezed her chest, which was prominently showing its presence above the girl’s dress, Belka let out a pained groan. The girl’s chest held in his hand was really, damnably soft. Wasn’t it because he intended to do this that he dragged the girl into an empty carriage? No matter how much she struggled, he could just push her down that much, and no matter how much she suffered, he could just ignore it. But why did his heart hurt so much? So, in order to stop the girl’s struggles, which kept making his heart ache, he kept suppressing her struggles, suppressing them over and over. Eventually, feeling the girl’s struggles becoming weaker and weaker as her physical limit approached, Rogy continued to suppress her. If he just waited a little, just a little longer, he could finally carve his mark onto this girl this time. Finally, when the girl’s movement stopped. Usher: “Away from Belka…” Along with someone’s voice. Usher: “Get off her!!!” An impact shook his head. Rogy was pushed back by the impact and rolled on the floor. Turning to where the girl was, Rogy’s heart sank seeing Usher standing as if protecting her, glaring. He was sure he had locked the carriage door. How could this guy be in here? Then he remembered the girl putting her hand on the carriage door. Could it have been then. However, Rogy had no more time to think. Because Usher approached the fallen him and threw a punch. Originally, Usher had planned to go eat with the older men first at Belka’s request. Because he thought if she said so, there must be a reason. But separate from his trust in the girl, he couldn’t stop worrying. Still, he had intended to wait for a while, but. Kid 1: “Rogy, that guy, he wanted to be with her so much when she first arrived, but why did he run away when she came looking for him?” Kid 2: “It’s obvious he’s just shy.” Such stories were heard from passing kids. Rogy, that was definitely the name of that unpleasant guy he first met here. More importantly, could the girl that guy liked possibly be Belka? He tried to think it was just his imagination, but the only ones who had recently joined this caravan were him and the girl. Kid 3: “Come to think of it, that girl was chasing after Rogy. Is something going on?” Kid 1: “She’s probably going to confess or something.” Kid 2: “No way? She has a boyfriend.” The moment he heard that story too, he couldn’t stay still any longer. Usher: “Hey, you guys.” Kids: “Huh?! U- us?” When Usher approached and called out, the kids were flustered, perhaps not expecting him to come and talk to them first. Usher: “Where did Belka go?” Kid 1: “Uh, she was exactly around the middle.” Kid 2: “Hey! Why would you tell him that!” It seemed they originally had no intention of telling him where Belka and Rogy went, but thanks to one of them blurting it out, he immediately decided to check the carriages nearby. He thought it was unlikely, but you never know. Because he already knew firsthand that even if the girl had no such intention, the other person could forcibly assault her. Since he only heard “around the middle”, he didn’t know exactly where it was, but he decided to just open all the surrounding carriages. Since most people had already gone to eat anyway, it was while he was opening and closing carriage doors without hesitation, looking for the girl. That’s when he heard a loud commotion and banging. Usher immediately chased after that sound. The sound was coming from not far from where he was looking. And when he opened the door of the carriage where the sound was coming from, what he saw was a boy bigger than himself, Rogy, and the girl who was barely struggling, pinned beneath him. At that sight, Usher pushed Rogy away before he could even properly think. And first and foremost, he checked Belka’s condition. The girl’s clothes were disheveled enough to know what Rogy had been trying to do. The hem of her skirt was rolled up, and perhaps her underwear was removed, her private area was precariously exposed. He couldn’t control his anger at just that. What made him the angriest was the dark blue bruise stained like a mark on the girl’s white skin, from how strongly she had been gripped, and the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Belka: “Ugh… Usher.” At the sight of the girl looking at him as if relieved, Usher briefly calmed his surging emotions and fixed her clothes. Usher: “Wait a minute.” It felt like he wouldn’t be satisfied unless he immediately beat down that guy who tried to forcibly assault Belka. He was already angry from the news that the girl had suffered such a thing without him knowing, so he was even more heated up, and if he didn’t release this anger, his insides felt like they would burn up. Looking at Rogy, who had been pushed and fallen, he saw him looking at him with a frightened face. That sight made him even more furious, so he beat up Rogy. Although it was strange that he didn’t resist even though he could have if needed, the heat boiling up to his head left him no time to notice it. The girl, who he thought might stop him, also didn’t stop him, so Usher stopped hitting Rogy when he was exhausted. Belka: “…Are you awake now?” Belka’s voice was also heard. Usher initially thought she was speaking to him, but her gaze was directed at Rogy, who was lying curled up on the floor. As if answering the girl’s words, he nodded his head. Usher wanted to ask what on earth had happened while he was gone, but the emotions he saw in the girl’s golden eyes left him speechless. Rogy: “Wh- what? You, why are you looking at me with eyes like that!” Was it the same for Rogy? When he lifted his head and saw her, he flinched and backed away as if he had realized something he had not expected at all. The girl’s sadness, pity, and anguish, which came at him with strange intensity, were vastly different from what Rogy had expected. He thought she would despise and resent him. He thought she would rebuke him. He thought he would no longer be loved by the girl, and decided he’d rather frankly lust after the girl’s body and be resented. But why was there not even a speck of such emotion in the girl’s golden eyes as she looked at him, who had done such a thing to her when she was asleep and was trying to do it again? As the girl took a step closer to him like that, Rogy retreated further and further into the corner. Rogy: “Don’t come! Why! Why on earth! Why are you looking at me with eyes like that!?” Rogy was afraid of Belka like that. An unspeakable terror, as if standing before a higher being, not another human. How far did he back away? Rogy soon realized his back had hit the wall. He tried to move his body sideways, but his body wouldn’t budge, like a herbivore facing a predator. He, who was not inferior in strength or size, couldn’t understand why he was so afraid of such a slender girl. Finally, when the girl came closer to him. Closing his eyes was the limit of what Rogy could do to escape the fear. At that moment. Rogy: “Huh?” It was then he felt something soft embrace him, along with the feeling of a sweet floral scent, like the girl’s, suddenly drawing near. Rogy, opening his eyes in confusion at that, saw the girl embracing him. With a smaller body than his, with that weak and slender body, as if trying to wrap around him entirely. Belka: “He defiled you.” And the girl’s gentle voice that followed was enough to stun Rogy. Belka: “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to push you like this.” Clearly, it was him who had forcibly violated her, who had tried to violate her. Yet the girl who had suffered such a thing, as if she felt pity and sorrow for him. Was comforting him with an infinitely gentle and kind voice. As if comforting a crying child. Belka: “I’m sorry. For not realizing sooner.” Why was it? Tears flowed. Rogy couldn’t understand why he was doing this. The tears that wouldn’t stop, no matter how hard he tried, made him feel even more miserable. He didn’t have the face to look at her. The mouth that wanted to say he liked her was somehow spitting out other words. Rogy: “I’m sorry…! I’m sorry! I, I! I didn’t mean to!” Why had he only just realized? The reason he didn’t want to see the girl’s eyes. That the negative emotions she was suppressing were actually the feelings he had towards himself, contained within that golden light, not how the girl was looking at him. And that he had covered her face with the dress while trying to assault her because he didn’t want to see himself doing such a thing to the sleeping girl and attempting to do the same thing again. Rogy couldn’t stand how pathetic and wretched he felt. He absolutely couldn’t stop crying. Rogy: “Sob, damn it. Damn it!!” Belka simply stroked Rogy’s head like that, as if comforting him. Usher: “Why did you comfort a guy like that?” Usher said sullenly inside the carriage where only he and the girl remained, as if asking if there was any need to comfort him. Rogy had already been sent outside. Usher: “That just makes me look bad for nothing. He’s the one who did wrong.” Belka: “Usher isn’t bad.” Belka leaned on his shoulder and replied. Belka: “That boy was just scared.” Usher: “Scared?” Belka: “Yes. It’s my fault for being too hasty.” Usher: “How is that Belka’s fault.” Usher grumbled, saying he couldn’t understand what was going on. Usher: “But why did you meet just the two of you?” Belka: “I thought he would be more scared if other kids were there.” Usher: “…It’s not because you liked that guy, is it?” When he spoke sharply like that. She shook her head. Belka: “It’s not like that. I only have Usher.” At the girl’s unwavering answer, he felt the thought he had, just in case, just in case, fading away. Belka: “Just because he’s like Usher.” Usher: “Like me? Me? Like that guy?” Belka: “Yes, that’s why I couldn’t leave him alone.” Hearing those words, Usher had nothing to say. Usher: “More importantly, was what that guy said earlier true?” Because Rogy had spoken so incoherently while crying, he hadn’t fully understood, but he did understand this much. Belka: “Yes, because it wasn’t a lie.” The fact that the culprit who drugged Belka and did such a thing was not Trus.