Chapter 867 – Dal-Rae’s Diary (1)

Looking at No. 2’s attitude after meeting him for the first time in a long time, the training so far has been going somewhat smoothly.

Because No. 2 greeted me in a completely different way than No. 1, who cursed and cursed me until the very last moment.

“Oh, are you here, guard…”

Geumdallae, who was writing something using paper and pen, stood up from her seat as soon as I opened the door and greeted me with a naked bow, bowing down on the floor as if bowing.

The fact that he showed this attitude on his own even though I didn’t ask him to do so was a very small but positive factor. In any case, if this woman shows an attitude of submission, my future plans will be much easier.

‘In many ways, it’s completely different from No. 1.’

Of course, there were some differences between No. 1 and No. 2 regarding the course of education, the period of time the education began, and its intensity.

No. 2 calmly increased the severity of punishment over a slightly longer period of time, but No. 1 was different in that it established discipline with strong punishment from the first day.

However, even taking that into account, there was one clear difference between the two women, and that was the difference in the level of ‘resistance’ they showed me.

Unlike No. 1, who showed a strong sense of resistance and did not give in no matter how many times he was beaten with fists or electrocuted, No. 2 showed an attitude of outward submission to me after experiencing a certain level of violence.

It may be an issue that will take some more time to look into, but looking at it so far, it seems clear that No. 2 is an easier woman to deal with than No. 1.

“… Yes, I guess you were doing well.”

“Yes. “Thanks to the attention of the prison guards, I was doing well.”

“What about the punishment you promised? “Did you get all 50?”

“Yes. It’s a bit hard to say it’s proof, but if you need it, I can prove it with the bruises left on my body…”

“There’s no need to show it, so just keep lying down for now. “I’ll check later.”

“Oh, I see…”

Just a little while ago, I had heard all kinds of insults from No. 1, so No. 2’s completely submissive attitude with the same face could not help but make her look like a fairy in comparison.

‘Now I’m a little doubtful whether they really are twin sisters.’

Since they both grew up in the same Geumhyang group, their upbringings wouldn’t have been much different. Perhaps the awakening ability of the two people may have influenced the two women’s personalities in various ways.

Seeing Geumdallae lying naked before me without any suspicion, waiting for my next command, I felt as if the golden rose had surrendered to me, so I watched for a while and picked up a bundle of writing from the floor that seemed to have been scribbling a moment ago.

-Palak. Palak.

“…”

“Hmm.”

“… “Inhale.”

Geumdallae is watching me as I turn the pages, as if waiting for my evaluation. Seeing that he didn’t stop me even though he deliberately made a loud noise to let me know that I was watching, it seemed like he had written it from the beginning assuming that I would read it.

“You wrote all of this?”

“Yes, yes… Uh, I’ve compiled as much information as I can that might be helpful to the prison guard…”

“I didn’t specifically ask you to do that. “I just gave it to you to kill time with this if you’re bored.”

“S-sorry… Lord, I have done something presumptuous…”

“Huh? No, no. I’m not saying anything because I did something wrong. The content itself is good, yes.”

“… Thank you.”

It looked like a lot of information, including the information she had obtained from Geumdallae in order to catch the golden rose, was written down on several pages.

In the Geumhyang Group, he and Geumjangmi used their awakening abilities to forcibly enter into a contract and manipulate their memories, as well as the method and floor plan of moving to the area where only those related to Geumhyang Shinga are prohibited, and how Geumjangmi and her younger brother were involved. In addition to Geumnari, he has even used phantom pain against people who are not particularly harmful no matter what he does.

It was a visible sign that an effort had been made to write down virtually everything that could be written, regardless of the value of the information.

‘For a moment. The font is a bit different here.’

Unlike the previous paper, which had well-organized, pretty letters written on it as if to show it to me, the content felt a little different from the eighth page.

When I glanced at the contents of the line that started with the simple sentence ‘Day 7’, it seemed that from here on, it was not a post to show me, but simply a diary to record one’s life.

“Did you write a diary? “I guess you had some spare time?”

“Hey, hey… !! Sorry, sorry… !!”

“I’m not saying anything in particular. “Did you write this diary for me too?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Answer honestly. Did you write this for me? Or did you just write it and I ended up reading it?”

“… Well, I just wrote it. If I don’t count the days, I don’t think I’ll be able to determine the date the prison guard returns… “I wrote a diary to record the date.”

“There are no clocks here, so how do you know how many days have passed?”

“I used the time setting function of the betting machine that the prison guard left behind. Now, after self-punishment is over, I set it to fire once an hour, and that’s how I recorded the passage of time… By determining how much time has passed by counting the number of balls left in the betting machine…”

… She was a much more sincere and intelligent woman than I thought. If it weren’t for the mistake she made against Eun-byeol, she might have been viewed a little more favorably.

Thanks to this, the diary left by No. 2 was somewhat differentiated by date, so it was quite readable. Because it was a diary written about her feelings as she spent the past week in this dungeon.

“Can I read it?”

“Of course you can read it, but… Since this is not a diary written with the assumption that a prison guard will read it, the content and handwriting may appear confusing…”

“Doesn’t care. Ah, now that I think about it, since it’s your diary, it’s probably full of my curse words written in it, right? “Are you telling me not to read it because of that?”

“… “I’m sorry.”

“… I will forgive you because I spoke honestly. In the first place, this paper and pen were given to you so that you could use them freely. “He’s not so vicious that he gets angry and finds fault with things like this.”

Of course, regardless of whether he found fault or not, whether he should be punished or not was a matter to be judged by looking at the contents of the diary.

Even if it is a diary to write down one’s own records, if it contains words like ‘I will kill that bastard someday’ like in No. 1, then of course there should be punishment as well.

“Thank you, prison guard…” .”

“First, instead of lying down there, try standing up for a moment. “So that I can see your breasts and stomach clearly.”

“Yes, yes…”

Number 2 immediately stands up after hearing my command. Perhaps because I rested for about a week, my movements were quite quick.

And dozens of blue bruises appear on the front of the body. Even without asking for the number, it was enough to show that I had faithfully complied with the punishment I had requested over the past week.

“It hurt a lot, right? “I will give you treatment.”

“Okay, thank you…” .”

-Wow!

“Ugh, hmm… !!”

He intentionally squeezed her breasts roughly and let healing magic flow into her body, and Geumdallae’s body, which had dozens of bruises just near her chest, slowly began to return to clean skin.

The same goes for lowering her hand. Recovery magic was also given to No. 2’s clitoris, which was slightly swollen after being hit by a baseball more than 10 times in the solar plexus, abdomen, and narrow area.

… I also checked to see if this woman was in the same condition as the golden rose.

-Snap!

“Ahhh… !!”

‘… This woman also stays for now.’

As soon as she inserted her finger into her vagina under the pretense of treating the clitoris, what she felt was the thin fascia blocking the inside of her body, just like it did with her sister.

Ever since she confirmed that Gold Rose was a virgin, no, she was a virgin, she had vaguely anticipated that this would be the case. She thought that if No. 1 was a virgin, then No. 2, the twin sister of No. 1, would also be a virgin.

You could just stick your finger deeper like this and roughly tear the hymen like you did with No. 1… She put the action on hold for a moment.

It wasn’t a decision made specifically to save No. 2. However, I don’t think it would be a good decision to tear the hymen without thinking.

First, I didn’t think it would be very pleasant to openly tear the hymen of this woman who listened to me carefully.

And if you think about it from No. 2’s situation, he has listened well so far, but if he is punished without justifiable reason, there is a possibility that he will become more rebellious. At best, I’ve started to listen to what’s being said to a certain extent, but if my spontaneous behavior causes me to deviate, it becomes annoying.

‘If you just read the diary, you will probably find one or two excuses to tear the hymen.’

With that in mind, I read the contents of her diary, turning the pages one by one, right in front of No. 2.

She also answers the question of how this woman wrote about her experience in this inescapable prison.