Tokyo Doomsday, I Have a Soul Manual

"You you you...what are you going to do?"

Simona covered her chest, clamped her legs together, and quickly stepped back.

"I will never let you do that, even if it means death!"

However, the imagined scene of ripping clothes and committing a violent crime did not happen.

Su Po directly opened the drawer and took out a lump of black stuff with some white, dried unknown substance on it.

"I want you to put it on with your hands..."

Although it is a full body of black stockings, Su Po's current request is to put it on with the right hand. Of course, a further request is to use that hand to perform some indescribable mechanical movements.

It was a simple request, at least for Simona, who was already doing that with her feet under the table, it was too simple.

So, Simona, wearing a burgundy evening dress, pursed her lips and sat on the bed.

She took the strange-looking black stockings from Su Po's hand.

Then, put your snow-white and smooth palm, as white as ice and jade, in and wrap it around.

...

...

...

"Okay, you can go to sleep..."

She couldn't wait to escape.

All the country folks I met before were basically tools of masochism in humility. This is the first time I have seen someone like Su Bo who almost turned the tables.

However, it is not so easy to leave.

"If you put this dress on, I'll let you go."

Su Bo pointed at the sticky black silk.

"this......"

She froze in place.

081: Dad

Her long golden hair was loose with a few strands hanging down slightly, resting on her ragged body. Her arms were tightly clasped together, with a shy look on her face.

Simona never thought in her life that one day she would wear such clothes and stand in front of a mean boy from the countryside, like a fish to be slaughtered.

That's right, she cared a lot about Su Bo's identity, otherwise, she wouldn't have mentioned it again and again. It was Su Po's identity that brought her a stronger sense of shame and humiliation.

With her hands twisted together, Simona stood there awkwardly. She didn't know what this boy would do to her next.

This fear of the unknown and vague sense of expectation is driving people crazy.

Suddenly, Su Po walked up to her, and as if he was appreciating a work of art, he stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her cheek.

A tingling sensation spreads throughout the body from the slight skin contact.

Simona even got goose bumps because of this.

She wanted more than ever that the boy in front of her stop teasing her and actually do something.

However, in the end, the young man still did not really do anything to break through her last line of defense.

a long time.

The locked door of the guest room where Su Bo was staying finally opened slowly with a crisp sound.

Mrs. Simona, with a subtle expression, walked out.

She was wearing the same burgundy evening gown she had worn when she went in.

Inside, she was wearing ragged black stockings that looked very astringent and covered her entire body.

It couldn't be seen from the outside, but Simona could clearly feel all kinds of discomfort.

"This bitch..."

Standing in the corridor at the door, Simona's cheeks were covered by her messy golden hair, and her red face was full of resentment.

Recalling the scenes just now that could only be heard by himself, he cursed angrily as if to vent his anger.

This young man simply treated her as a tool.

"But fortunately, this one was used smoothly."

Simona quietly took out a familiar container, and the purple-black powder that was originally inside had completely disappeared.

Just now, while Su Bo was enjoying himself, she quietly took this thing out from under the bed, and then poured it directly on the bed.

When Su Po sleeps, his whole body will be covered with this thing.

This time the quantity is a lot.

Not to mention the whole day, I estimate that by tomorrow morning, this young man will look like a non-human.

By then he would beg no matter how hard he tried.

I could sit aside calmly and appreciate his miserable appearance.

However......

The next day.

The orange-red morning light tore through the night sky and sprinkled on the quiet and peaceful imperial capital.

This huge city that had been "silent" all night also ushered in a new day.

restaurant.

Arya and Simona sat face to face at the dining table, tasting milk and bread, chatting and laughing about various things.

"Mother, I saw a maid in your room this morning and found a set of black silk stockings. When did you buy this?"

Arya did happen to see this scene as she was walking in the grounds in the morning.

Moreover, she recognized at a glance that it was something that Su Bo had taken from her.

Arya didn't want her mother to know that she had been taken advantage of by that lowly countryman. So when she saw the scene this morning, she suspected that Su Bo had secretly complained or something.

"Two days ago... two days ago..."

Simona froze when asked and could only go along with the question.

She couldn't explain that she actually took it from Su Bo's room, right?

Who knows when that guy bought it.

Arya knew her mother was lying, but she didn't think too much about it yet.

He casually changed the subject.

"By the way, mother, the medicine for Su Bo should be effective today, right? I can't wait any longer."

"Seeing him full of energy, I wanted to see him covered in wounds, begging for mercy."

Simona smiled confidently when she heard her daughter's question.

"I increased the dosage last night. Even if it was a dangerous species, there's no way it could make it. He hasn't come out yet. I guess he's stuck in bed and can't get up."

"We'll finish our meal soon, and we can just take him to the little room as an after-dinner entertainment."

In their words, this kind of heavy-tasting content can actually be used as after-meal entertainment.

The maids around were all terrified after hearing these conversations.

However, they just pretended not to hear it. After all, similar things have happened too many times and they have become numb.

Even if they did anything unnecessary, the only outcome would be this: being locked up in a place that was like hell and dying miserably.

Just as Simona and Arya were chatting happily about various things.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from the maid at the door.

"Mr. Su Bo, you're up. Come and have dinner here..."

As Arya and Simona were looking at them in astonishment, Su Po, who was safe and sound, walked in leisurely, looking tired and lazy.

He sat opposite them and started stuffing bread into his mouth.

It's unbelievable, it's simply impossible. Simona sacrificed her looks, went through so much hard work, and finally sprinkled that dose of plague powder, but the young man was still not hurt at all.

Simona looked as if she had seen a ghost, and Arya was also dumbfounded.

"Young man Su Bo, why did you get up so late today...?"

Simona had even assumed that Su Bo was lying in bed unable to move.

That's why he and Arya pretended to open a bottle of champagne so early.

"Don't you know why it's so late? Of course it's because I'm too tired."

Su Po's answer was not polite at all.

"Wha...what...how would I know..."

There was naturally something wrong with these ambiguous words, and Arya's eyes became suspicious. Simona, who noticed this, stuttered and made some weak excuses.

The way she looked, it was certain that something unsaid had happened between her and Su Bo.

When Arya thought about the black stockings she saw today, her doubts became even stronger.

"Arya, why aren't you eating? And you look so weird. If there's anything wrong, just tell dad."

Su Po said casually while chewing bread, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely outrageous.

"What did you say?"

Arya looked grim.

Her biological father had died a long time ago, so she had no feelings for him, which led to her emotional ups and downs. She simply felt that what Su Bo said was too outrageous.

"I care about you!"

Su Bo didn't care.

"I mean, who's your father?"

Arya gritted her teeth.

"Yours!"

Su Po blinked.

Arya felt betrayed. When she heard these words, she glanced at her mother beside her. However, the beautiful woman who had just vowed to fully spread the potion to Su Bo now avoided her gaze. When she thought about the obviously torn black stockings taken out of the room, an indescribable answer instantly came to her mind.

Her mother really had an affair with this countryman who was just a lowly fish on the chopping board.

She was originally very excited and wanted to wait to torture the boy later, but now, her own mother was standing on the opposite side.

Moreover, on a deeper level, the black silk stockings were clearly worn by her first, and something unspeakable happened between her and the boy, but now they were taken away by her mother...

At this moment, the change in the relationship was difficult for Arya to accept.

082: Kneel

Today, Simona was wearing a plain white dress, exactly the same as when they first met, and Arya was also wearing the same blue and white dress.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is a bit subtle.

In contrast to Su Po's calm attitude, the expressions on Simona and Arya's faces looked a little off.

Simona was a mixture of shame, anger, and shock, while Arya's face was even more emotional. After all, in her eyes, she was betrayed by her mother, and even shared this without knowing it. This despicable guy from the countryside used some unknown means...

The sticky bread that was chewed into a ball in the mouth suddenly became tasteless, and even the action of swallowing became difficult at this time.

"vomit......"

Arya opened her mouth and spat out the sticky bread due to the physiological reaction caused by the emotion.

"Arya..."

Simona stepped forward with a concerned look on her face.