"He loves me..."
"He doesn't..."
"He loves me..."
"He doesn't..."
Under the small confine of dark basement, a blond haired woman while wearing a torn up black regal dress, crouching herself on the floor at a corner while picking on a flower with half crazed eyes, her hair in a mess, her complexion make her look like a horrifying evil spirit.
Murmuring repeated words underneath her breathe, Sharron have turn half crazy due to her obsession.
Clack
The door to the basement opened, light make their way through, and Marric took light steps inside to check in on her.
"Hey, Sharron, c'mon, pick yourself up! Stop this already!" With his arm currently still have yet to heal due to withering engraved on it by Sharron's grazed, he couldn't help but feel wary and worry for his friend.
"Did Sherlock come to visit?" She turned her head halfway, allowing half her face to be seen by him.
Upon closer inspection, Marric found the state of Sharron truly terrible, this obsession is becoming worse and worse by each days passing by, if they let things go this way, it would be problematic.
"Apparently, no, he-"
Gulp
Marric stopped in his words before gulping, he felt scared all of a sudden due to fear, but having no choice but to follow through, he made the bold choice.
"He probably felt scared of you, if it were me, I would probably prefer it if you came over instead and resolve things rationally..." After finishing his sentence, Marric noticed Sharron's gaze glaring red at him, he felt shudder from his shoulders, his back sweating buckets.
"I- I mean- urgh, what should I say..." Marric was unable to follow through, his next words became nothing but whispers under his nose.
"Hey... do you think Sherlock hates me?" Sharron then turned her face away, facing forward, away from Marric's gaze, then said soft spoken words as if pleading for affection.
"How could you say that...?! I mean, both of you we're already close enough to consider each other, he's a kind soul, he helped and worked with us so many times already, he even took so much effort to help you advanced, how could a person like him do such a thing, he probably just needed some time alone."
Upon hearing that, Sharron's mind we're flooded with memories of the time they shared together, from protecting him from an assassination, fighting together against the rose school of thought, to watching and peeping on other people having sex, Sharron after this whole time finally find the strength to smile once again.
"... Okay, let's go, I'm hungry anyway."
"That's good, Ian prepared some food for us, you know the kid is a great cook!"
Leaving the basement and walking towards the door, Sharron's eyes was reflected with light once again after days had passed.
Basking in the sun coming off from the window, she felt her mind becoming clearer.
"You know, I was pretty shocked to find out you were no also like that, meeting some random, paying them to suck your cock, fufu..."
"Hey, c'mon, it was already difficult enough on me to get scolded by teacher, I think she would castracize me if she found me out again, huhu, scary..." Marric shiver at the thought of a headless woman with four identical blonde heads withering his private parts.
"But also, also, it's not like Teacher's innocent either, so I think I can keep going, right, right?" Yet, finding humor within dark thoughts, Marric somehow managed to successfully make the messy Sharron giggled albeit weakly, due to the fact her mind still have had yet to completely recover.
—
"How's Sharron?" Klein sat in the middle of the master's bedroom while holding a harmonica on his right hand, his eyes reflected the figure of a headless woman with four identical blonde heads, two in each hand, looking over him.
"She's... yet... to... recover..." Miss Reinette's voice was the same as ever, slow and ever so indifferent.
"Ooh..." Klein felt depressed upon hearing that, even if Sharron hated him right now, he couldn't bring himself to also hate her back, I mean, how could he, if anything, he just wanted to make sure he's okay even if she loathed him right now.
(Will everything be alright?) He wanted to ask, but this question will have a dependent answer based on how he will act in the future.
He wanted to make her happy and put her out of her current predicament, but how will he do that, that is the question, and the answer is fuck you.
"Want... me... to... suck... your... dick?" Miss Reinette suddenly blurted out something nonsensical, but totally within the scope of their relationship.
Yet Klein was still taken by surprise at the suddeness of it.
Didn't they already had a fight over this, what good would it bring?
"Woah, woah, why the suddeness?!" Teacher fucker asked.
"I found out that sucking and digesting your semen seems to give me a qualitative boost more than anything, so..." The fuck is that kind of reasoning, but it's reasonable tho.
"Miss Reinette, we already had a fight because of this, Sharron hated me for it, so, I think, I'm gonna have to decline." Even though, her mouth feels good, it's like a putting in your entire body in a bathtub of cold water during a hot and sunny day, Klein have to decline.
The thought of it already made Klein a bit hard down below, the little Klein couldn't help but slowly rise up from the depths.
"You... say... that..." Reinette then took steps forward to lessen the distance between them, Klein became wary at her action.
Zip
Reinette's head then bite on his zipper and took out his pants in one go, it happened so fast Klein wasn't able to react and properly process what just happened.
"C'mon, you already did it with me, what's the harm in doing more?" Her words of seduction and temptation pushes Klein onto the bed, feeling weak for himself, his brain wasn't unable to comply with his body that contradicts each other.
It's unthinkable to even imagine that the head faction of the temperance faction could be this seductive, what is this shit.
It's already problematic enough, but the fact she's so willingly pushes it even further just for the essence of divinity to further recover herself, isn't that absurd, and might make the relationship between teacher and student even worse?
What's done is done indeed, but this action, it will worsen things.
What is exactly on her mind right now, does she also currently abhor some hatred for her student, isn't she a bit of a hypocrite right now.
He's a Fool alright, but the indulgence part is in the title.
So, with that in mind, what should he do right now?
A discussion regarding morality, trust, choices, the relationships you wanna preserve, things are not that easy as it seems once you truly dive deeper into it.
Suddenly, Klein's mind and perception became hazy, as the world around him became distorted and full of countless information that could easily corrupt anyone and overload whoever look upon them.
Right after, those countless pieces of information then transformed into what seems like a modern day apartment.
The light was much clearer, the room cleaner, the ceiling, the floor, window, computer, bed, chair, book, the lights outside, Zhou found himself back home.
He smiled at the familiar sight, his mind filled with nothing but joy.
Knock Knock
Out of nowhere, someone suddenly knocked on the door, Zhou turned stiff as his body turned over.
Hesitating, not knowing what he should do, but was left with not choice, he opened it.
"Yo!" Zhou laid his eyes upon a nobody, a young man who look to be around his age, bearing a chestnut hair over his head.
His facial structure, his hair color, Zhou felt an unfathomable level of familiarity towards the man.
Slowly, he lightly muttered.
"Roselle?"
"Right, Huang Tao is here!"
—
The coldness of the night looms over the city, peace reigns over, it was both quiet and loud at the same time, the sounds of car running, sirens from the distance all emanated within Zhou and Huang's ears as they walked the street with thick jackets over their body.
"How is it?" Huang's voice was full of joy and eagerness to think he could talk to a fellow country man after all this time.
"You know, we're not supposed to meet and talk until much later in the novel right." Zhou pondered with a hint of mocking in his tone at the current situation.
"Right, right..." Huang couldn't help but sigh and laugh lightly.
"It's nice, this place, really makes me feel at home."
"But it's not, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
Putting in two coins onto a slot, Zhou pushes his index finger twice onto a button, two can of juice slid down below, he picked both of it up, sat down on a nearby bench with Huang, offer the other one, they opened it together, and gulp the juice together.
"I heard you got some problems as of right now, women?"
"You guess it right."
Huang spoke words of guessing and assurance, subtly telling him it's alright to spoke whatever on his mind right now.
"I mean, what should I do? One day, I thought we were just playing, and all of a sudden, I'm a cheater and that I should take responsibility? What did I do wrong? I never agreed to such an extent." Zhou word's was full of complexity and confusion, how could he not.
Should he simply assume "oh, we're already dating?" from the get go, despite the fact she never told the full scope of her intention.
What if he messes up, what if she's simply asking his assistance to help her digest her potion, and make a big fool of herself if he assumes too much.
Reading a woman's heart and feelings is like reading Roselle's diaries if you're the average citizen Leon kingdom.
"Communication is key in relationships, that's an unspoken fact, a universal rule if one might say, that's how we form bonds between each other." With a finger pointed up in front of his face, Huang looked far ahead succinctly without falter.
"Like how you already know the so called women you used to sleep with around used to be men? Did they know it too, perhaps?" Zhou's eyes sharpened as he glazes over the man beside him.
Huang then started sweating non stop, as he realized that Zhou knows his secrets.
He should've expected it, but it still surprise and shock him, bringing shame upon himself.
"Moving on, tell me, do you like her?" Huang then composed himself, he move his eyes around to meet Zhou's.
"Umm... I mean, she does look beautiful and all, but, am I even good enough for her?" Lightly scratching his cheek, doubt well up over his mind.
"Tsk, tsk, wrong you damn fool!"
"Eh-?"
"That's not the mindset you should be having right now, what you should be doing instead is to make yourself the man worthy of her, or else, she would truly never see your for the man you are, someone who always seems to look down on himself, that's a massive turn off!"
You can never find someone if you always keep your head low.
"What matters is whether or not you ask yourself if you should do it, but, to simply do it yourself to see the end result anyway, it's a waste of time to simply think all of this, pondering over useless things when you can already see the situation for what it is and what it can be."
"Then, what about the others? If I choose her, then I will simply make the other sad, isn't it?" Words of reasonable approach and deduction.
"Do you also like the Matron then?"
"... I at least can tell I've been recently affectionate with her." Zhou's cheeks blushed upon the image of Arianna greeting and welcoming him back home.
"If it's simply a matter of multiple women, why not make a harem and make everyone happy?"
Well, you could say that, but, nobody would be really so fucking eager to share their lover with another, what are we, some side bitch anybody can just use when the time is simply convenient for them, people on an extremely small scale do exist, but that is a very very small margin.
And as of right now, all the women around Klein seems to be beefing with one another, because none can bear to see their man with another woman.
"They will hate each other."
"Hmm..." Well, that's really problematic, now isn't it.
"But at very least, I can tell, the you right now is simply not suitable to truly love another, if your mind is in this constant state of a mess, unable to make a firm direction to head on to, what hope can you achieve in the long term."
Klein should make a decision, but the decisions he will make will always have a result, and those results will affect everybody, whether be good or bad.
Can he truly see and bear the weight of making someone sad.
The sight of Sharron crying for the fourth time, Arianna's lonely figure in the dusk.
Shit, why are relationships so complicated, who designed this shit.