178 – 178 – Wearing a prison uniform named School Uniform # 4
178 – Wearing a prison uniform named School Uniform # 4
There is something called teabagging.
T-bagging usually refers to doing something provocative towards a game opponent you defeated or an opponent you are fighting against.
These are things that can make a game fun or make people angry, depending on the case.
Someone sat down and got up in front of my corpse. Repeat.
not angry
So why am I saying this now?
“Victor, I thought you would be imprisoned.”
It was because Eclair was teabagging while I was confined to solitary confinement.
He brought a chair and sat in front of me.
“To think that Viktor, who was expected, would end up in prison. Very downtrodden.”
“… … .”
Of course, I wasn’t lighthearted enough to fall for cheap provocations.
21st century gamers have some tolerance for provocation.
So let’s be silent, the guy says.
“… You say you molested a woman?”
“It is a misunderstanding.”
“really?”
“… … .”
“What kind of woman was she?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“You said you needed an agreement to get out of jail? Then wouldn’t it be better to find her and apologize or talk?”
That’s right.
He’s saying the right thing, so I’m just wary.
The problem was that you went into the women’s bathroom in the first place.
However, whether it was because I was confined to solitary confinement for a long time or because of various complicated circumstances, I wondered if the events at that time were really true—a feeling slowly rose in my heart.
Maybe I was hallucinating.
No, this was just fine.
“I want to apologize.”
If you do something wrong, you must be punished.
No matter how you say it, I was right that I was wrong.
Cheap even in jail.
And it was also right that he had to offer a sincere apology to the victim before being punished for it. I want to find a woman who must have been surprised by me and apologize sincerely.
Trauma may have occurred.
Even if you don’t meet me, I’m going to receive it sweetly.
Honestly, the most painful thing is not even in prison.
Not torture.
The fact that I hurt someone innocent was itself.
It makes me very painful.
“The woman.”
Eclair then spoke to me.
“That woman, what if I could find her?”
“Why?”
“Why?”
“Eclair, there is no reason for you to help me. But why are you saying that? Are there any conditions?”
“No, I am a priest of the Situation Agency. It’s my job to forgive those who sin and give them a chance. Unlike you who mercilessly beat a poor orphan on the street for stealing a loaf of bread.”
Éclair said and caressed her cheek.
It’s not like he’s touching his own cheek because he was slapped by me a while ago.
It must have been an older wound.
The scars could no longer be found on the two white cheeks, but it may still remain clearly deep in the invisible heart.
“… Also, you must attend Miss Victoria and my engagement ceremony as a guest. I really want to see you look at me like a loser and let go of your anger.”
Those are not the words of the priest who spoke of forgiveness.
Also, this guy is twisted somewhere.
“Yes, that is the condition. You must attend my engagement ceremony. And sincerely repent of the sins of various wrongs.”
“… … .”
“So, what does she look like?”
“Women… .”
I remembered the past
Eclair then hurriedly asked with a feeling of nervousness.
“What did you look like? Are you sure you don’t remember? You’re surprisingly weak at distinguishing and remembering people’s faces. It’s been a while since I saw you, and I didn’t even recognize you.”
“That is by the way. In many ways, I was not panicked, but I still remember the woman’s appearance clearly. Because she was such an impressive woman.”
“Impressive?”
Éclair seemed very interested in the woman I had allegedly molested.
I don’t know why, but there must be a perverted reason.
The problem is that such a pervert is trying to help me.
It was the fact that it could be my rope.
“The woman had silver hair and golden eyes.”
“Like Miss Victoria?”
“Yeah, if you say we look alike, do we look alike?”
“You look like Miss Victoria. So, you mean she was a pretty and cool woman like Miss Victoria? Are you proud? Miss Victoria is a person full of dignity. Do you really look like Miss Victoria?”
Eclair seemed to really like Victoria.
No, it’s more like ‘worship’ or ‘respect’ rather than a feeling of liking.
A feeling that is far from the rational liking between a man and a woman.
“… … .”
Of course, I had to finish talking.
“But there was also a feeling of awkwardness. The detailed feeling is difficult to describe.”
What should I say?
Now that I think about it, my hair style was a bit unnatural.
“Are you saying it’s unnatural?”
Éclair blushed terribly and frowned.
Then, after saying, “Then come again,” he storms out.
* * *
“Oh, the sweet and sour pork sauce that Victor made… !”
“It’s time to say goodbye to sweet and sour pork without sauce!”
“If Victor is not there, will I have to eat sweet and sour pork without sauce again… . Viktor, I wish I could stay in prison forever… !”
Lunch break in prison.
There were favorable reviews all over Sugam-dong.
Is being in prison forever a curse or a compliment?
Anyway, did everyone like the 「Gimpi Sweet and Sour Pork Sauce」 I made?
Today is my fourth day in prison.
I got out of solitary confinement and became an inmate in charge of food distribution and cooking.
I don’t know why this happened, but it seems that there was the breath of Eclair, the priest of Seonghwangcheong.
Of course, Sadisty bit off the thumb of his leather glove and disassembled it.
“There’s nothing good about being hated by the priest of Seonghwangcheong. However, the sauce is delicious. Would you like to work as our jailer?”
“I think about it if you pay a lot. Also, for tomorrow’s meal, mint chocolate ice cream is scheduled to be distributed. Prisoners who have committed crimes shouldn’t eat only things that are too delicious.”
“I see, that’s cruel!”
Anyway, with this feeling, I strangely adapted to prison life better than I thought.
Prison has a set routine, and I had to eat, sleep, or wake up every hour, so, what to say, there was a corner that fit my life pattern.
I like the rhythm.
Am I surprisingly of a prison constitution?
But I had some time to spare, so it ended.
After making lunch, I was quietly sitting in the prison ward meditating on ‘magical power’ because a guard informed me of a strange fact, saying, “It’s a visit.”
“Who is it.”
Enio?
Nike?
Maybe Victoria.
Heading to the meeting room like that, I was able to spot shiny silver hair.
I thought it was Victoria or Flora for a moment.
“you… .”
“… … .”
She was an impressive woman with even more shiny makeup than Victoria.
She adorned herself with earrings and bracelets, and it felt like she wouldn’t feel awkward walking around the streets of the city on a sophisticated Friday, squealing among women.
“I wanted to meet you.”
I spoke to the woman who stood on the other side of the bar with an awkward feeling.
The woman looked around with a sense of restlessness.
“… … .”
Also didn’t say anything.
You look like you would like to chat with your peers, but are you surprisingly introverted?
Or maybe I’m scared
I decided to say something for once.
“I apologize for what happened then. It wasn’t like me back then. I thought you were just some guy dressed as a girl. It was, frankly, nonsense.”
No matter how you look at it, the woman in front of you was a ‘woman’.
There was no room for the female attire to intervene.
“If you sue me and punish me, I will accept it. However, I want to sincerely apologize to you for what happened then. I don’t know who… .”
I bowed my head.
“I am really sorry for you.”
“… … !”
Then, beyond the bowed head, beyond the iron bars, something trembled. Soon I heard a story of a woman muttering in a small, small voice.
“Victor, who didn’t even bow to the dukes… . apologize to me now?”
That’s-.
Because I haven’t done anything wrong to the dukes.
However, the woman in front of me was an innocent person who had been harmed because of me.
Even if I have a mouth, I have nothing to say except to apologize.
“What you did to me… . I really think it’s wrong… ?”
The woman’s voice was softer and softer than expected.
It seems to be shaking somehow.
what i did
I said it with my head down.
“yes. I am sincerely sorry.”
“I apologize to that Victor… . Living in this world, I never thought that this kind of day would ever come… .”
He muttered something and made me lift my head.
Then, “I heard from Priest Eclair. If you meet me and show a repentant attitude, how about forgiving me?”
And then add a few words.
“So, is that true?”
“If it’s my apology, I’m serious—”
“No, the story that I resemble Miss Victoria.”
does that matter now?
I was a bit puzzled, but the order of importance is different for each person.
Shuk.
I looked at the woman in front of me.
Thanks to that, I was able to engrave the features of the person in front of me a little more into my eyes.
So my conclusion is… .
“Now that I look at it, they don’t look a lot alike.”
that it doesn’t look very similar.
Aside from the color of her hair and her eyes, she didn’t seem to resemble Victoria at all.
In the first place, Victoria is an S-class beautiful girl who even serves as student council president in school.
There can’t be anyone who looks like Victoria.
The concepts overlap.
Of course, that didn’t mean that the woman in front of him was ugly or less than that.
He’s good enough to get a heroine spot in any game.
It just feels like they have different personalities.
If Victoria has a somewhat neat feeling.
This one was gorgeous.
Why, Victoria has a glowing feeling just by itself, so she doesn’t bother decorating herself more. However, the friend in front of me was exaggeratedly decorated as if a light bulb was hung.
How can I express this… .
Idol?
gyaru?
I don’t know what to explain.
It’s like I’m deliberately trying to imitate Victoria, but it doesn’t work out.
yeah, it’s fake
But the woman didn’t seem to like my evaluation.
“I don’t look like Miss Victoria? Do you know what happened to your eyes?”
Is it my imagination that I look worse than when I molested myself?
I had something to say about this too.
“It doesn’t look alike. I’m sure it’s what I say more than anyone else. Because my eyes are accurate.”
I could proudly say that I had seen Victoria longer than anyone else in the world.
How many hours have I been watching over the monitor?
Maybe I know more about faces than Victoria does when she sees her own face in the mirror? But the woman was reckless.
“No, your eyes are decorations. You don’t even know the person’s face! Are you just talking? Say yes!”
“No, it’s not just a saying. You and Victoria are different from the makeup method. The cosmetics you use will also be different. Even the perfume you use will be different.”
“That, that… .”
“I know. The kind of cosmetics Victoria uses.”
“what? … is that real?”
“yes. I vaguely know that you want to be like Victoria. Because everyone wants to be like the person they admire. Maybe I can help with that.”
Passeuk.
At my words, the guy came close to the bars.
Then he asks, “How can I help you?”
About it I have only spoken briefly.
“There are many ways. But I should be able to get out of this prison first. It would be simpler if you would forgive me and submit a petition.”
“… … .”
The guy and I exchanged glances without words.
Then the boy spoke softly.
“I can get you out of here. Instead, you should tell them what that makeup method is.”
“of course. They can accompany you to purchase cosmetics at the market.”