When everything turned into a dream and a bubble, he suffered from sinking and pain
But forced by himself and fate, he forced himself to forget
Countless women cried, laughed, struggled, surrendered, obeyed, and finally died in his hands.
But this feeling never came back
In fact, he doesn't like touching those women, and he doesn't feel better when they are in pain.
He is like a child who has lost something. He is running in the woods, just trying to find what he has lost.
But he couldn't find it, it wasn't on her, and it wasn't on her either...
Damn it, why can’t I find it!? Why?
Angry from embarrassment, he stretched out his hand and gently used force to end one after another of the beautiful women who were rubbing themselves against him.
If he doesn't have what he wants, then there is no meaning of existence.
Remembering her fragility and helplessness, he could hold her two tiny wrists with one hand
If the good brother who had shared weal and woe had not come and taken her away, he would have tasted her.
Can she really bring herself such a feeling? Or...
Just illusion?
Therefore, as a mafia boss with unparalleled strength, he
He actually condescended to be a servant and went to a friend's house to become a servant.
Just to be able to prove that feeling
When he was delighted to discover that the feeling she gave him was not illusory, he also realized helplessly that he had sunk in
She couldn't help but sink in, her face, her smile, her tears, her body, her soul...
Everything made it impossible for him to escape, and he didn't want to escape either.