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Wasn't it!
DEGH!
Maki jerks. The woman quickly released something wrapped around her stomach. Sultry! This makes Yolan surprised, he joined wake—watching his movements.
"Why?" ask Yolan then who was ignored by Maki.
The woman with the empty brownish bead rushed to lower her legs from the bed but because of the carelessness she did herself, Maki instead stumbled around the neck of the chain.
Bugh!
Face hit the floor tile surface first, along with it—something that was in the esophagus Maki suddenly just urged want to come out.
Yolan's eyeballs glared, startled; he saw from a distance that Maki had just spewed out the contents in her stomach.
"HOEK!"
"Hanna!" call the man in panic, rising from his place and coming to Maki.
What the hell is going on?!
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"Hosh! Hosh!"
Maki's body trembled, her eyes twitched. The sighing of the woman sounded inhumane, again the same question sprang up.
What happened to that woman?
Yolan paced right behind, trying to contact his personal doctor. Maki now did not want to be touched by anyone; even the maids could only wait from behind the main door of the basement, Maki still froze in the same position; sitting on the floor while eating shock at the disgusting thing that just came out of the woman's mouth.
"Hosh.hosh.." Not as fast as before, Maki tried to control herself. In the heart of the woman was wondering—what did she just experience? In dreams.
The figure named father and the figure named mother who are they? Violence up to persecution, then—the naughty hands of a bad-nosed man who wants to touch his body. Until it is determined Maki must turn into a mesh*ng to continue life, plus? He killed someone.
The deg!
Nah!
That's not me!
"I... never, ever, kill someone?!" suddenly Maki is messing around. He hugged his own body, gurgling the chains around his neck against each other.
Maki flinched, a dream about him that pushed someone's body into the flames and then watched the body of the person burn. It really feels like real.
The skin and flesh melted, displaying bones that waited for time to become charred.
Horrifically.
Really horrible.
As far as Maki can remember, he was a cowardly figure who always put his eyes on how to escape from others, nothing more. Maki sure of it, dia—?
Remember that?
DEGH!
"HUHHH?!!" Maki screamed, her hands raised up to the sadistic manes of hair until some strands of the object fell out. Falling on the floor. The woman's head ached, a loud hum as if wanting to crush her eardrum.
"STOP IT!"
Yolan goosebumps, he tries to catch Maki—'s body asking the woman to calm down but can't. Maki grew crazier, screaming in a loud voice to fill the entire room.
He continued to fumble, though not too eloquently Yolan could understand. Unlike before, Maki really can't talk.
"NOT ME! NAY! I DIDN'T—DON'T KILL SOMEONE?!"
Who did Maki kill? Whatdoes thatmean? Yolan doesn't understand. You rascal! Put your curiosity aside and think of a way to stop Maki, before she gets more brutal hurting her body. Sucks.
"What's going on?!" the figure of the doctor Yolan was waiting for finally appeared, barging into the room. Everything was chaotic, for some reason Yolan felt happy when he saw the face of the doctor.
He approached the formally dressed man, Ed his name.
"After that please explain to me what really happened?!" ed Sarkas was upset about the behavior Yolan showed. You owe me a fucking debt?!
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"Are you sure listening to my explanation well?" ask the private doctor who some time ago had set foot in this magnificent mansion. Sarkas, he's only been away for a while nowwhy should he come back here again.
Aghhh! Sucks.
"Yes!"
Hah~
Where did that answer without a doubt come from? He even chained someone up like an animal. Ed shook his head in disbelief, something was amiss with the contents of the young master's head that he served.
"Make care of the psychic stability of the mistress is important, but that doesn't mean you can hurt her physically.. This includes the persecution you know?" Fuck about work, Ed doesn't care if he's going to lose his job tomorrow just for talking bluntly to the man standing right next to his body.
Ed is sick, he should think about quitting here and finding another job.
After injecting a sedative, the man and Yolan brought Maki's body back into bed. Ed urged Yolan to let go of the shackles that strangled his neck and restricted the movement of Maki's figure.
A lot of blisters in the area, Ed grimaced sick. He can't bear. While treating these wounds.
"I just wanted to limit him from overdoing it, lastly he tried to hurt the waiter and wanted to end his life again."
Ed grunts.
The man's ears were itching to hear it.
"Mental stability, physical, argh! With you doing all these useless things—you just destroy the mistress even worse!" It was very desirable for the man in the doctor's suit to nail Yolan's face with a bag containing simple medical equipment.
Humans are not toys.
"I suggest you to call a special psychiatrist to take care of the mistress, this is completely outside of my field. That's if you wish the mistress well, not just want her as a living doll!" ed said quickly after completing his task. He wanted to get out of here, before the man with the doctor's capital suddenly turned into a psychopath so furious with the figure of Yolan.
"I advise doctor Neli, he is famous for being quite good at dealing with someone's psychiatric problems. Here's the card—excuse me!" Ed completely lifted his legs from there, without looking back at the slightest leaving Yolan's figure along with Maki.
Fuck those two crazy couples!
Ha-ha!
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Nah! Nah!
I never killed anyone?!
That's not me!
"Didn't you?!"
Both of Maki's eyelids opened, Yolan who was sitting beside the bed was surprised. Finally the woman siuman—after almost 3 days unconscious.
From what the man saw, Maki straightened up and leaned on the head of the bed. The empty bead was teary, his breathing gasping; he tried to stabilize himself.
Then the next moment sounded something unexpected. A kind of sobs—Yolan petrified, what else is this woman going to do?
"Hiks. hiks.." Maki's hands were raised, covering her face tightly with her palms.
The woman was crying, sobbing. The same murmur was heard again, I don't know what was haunting the woman Yolan didn't know—for sure she always said.
If he never killed anyone.
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