Chapter 149 – Question (8)

“To?”

What does this all of a sudden mean?
Embarrassed and making a stupid noise, I stared at Grape.
Perhaps it is difficult to control the power, the sink makes a small squeaking sound and then stops.

“I… I… ! I am… ! Entire… I was mistaken… ?”
“Uh…”
“From the beginning, I alone… My illusion… Is it just a misunderstanding?”

I’m not sure what you’re talking about.
What is a misunderstanding, what is a misunderstanding.
I don’t know what… I know Grape is in a lot of pain.
I can feel the emotions clearly enough to know just by listening to his voice.

“I didn’t know… Only me, only me… I didn’t know, everyone… Torturing… I didn’t know… I am… I am… Woo woo woo… Ugh, ugh…”
“Grape?”

… Is this crying?
Why all of a sudden… For what?
It’s embarrassing, but something is very depressing.

In front of Grape, there was a continuous sound of water.
It’s hard to see if she’s crying because of the light reflecting off the water, but her shoulders are shaking slightly.
I cautiously spoke to Grape, wondering if he was crying.

“… Are you crying?”
“Oh, I’m not crying… What are you talking about?”
“Uh…”

… Are you really not crying?
Since Grape said so, either I didn’t cry or I didn’t want to let people know that I did.
Then it’s only right to pretend you don’t know.
That’s right… Strangely bothered me

“Just, just… Just…”
“Just?”
“… Just, Anger… I feel like I’ve done too many things wrong with you…”
“… What?”

What the hell… Are you saying it was wrong?
No matter how much I think about it, there’s nothing wrong with Grape…
Uh…

Raped me… ?
But that was because I hypnotized it the wrong way, it wasn’t Grape’s fault.
No, why… Why did I think this was Grape’s fault?

“The first time we drank together… To hide that she’s a magical girl, pretending to be drunk and making her tired…”
“It didn’t make me very tired…”

I think I pretended to be drunk for a while, but it was very, very brief.
As soon as the manager and the manager disappeared, he raised his head and said he was sober.
I just thought, “Oh, this person has a good body, but even when drunk, his posture is straight and upright.”

“Behind the scenes, holding you in check… Speaking badly to another female employee…”
“… What are you holding back?”

I’ve heard female employees say bad things about it, but I don’t care because it’s just the truth rather than bad words.
It’s something I hear every day, and it could be.
More than that, I’m a little concerned about what it means to be in check.

“Gift… This, this, lost…”
“Uh… ? What was it that held you back? And you said you threw it away.”
“Lost! Lost… !”
“Ah, yes…”

Wasn’t it abandoned… ?
Seeing the enormous pressure, I wonder if I’m misremembering.
It was said that strong magical powers affect memory, so it might be true.
Even if it’s not, I think I’ll just have to do it because I misremembered it.

“And… And… And…”

I don’t think it’s a little far to say that everything is wrong, but I’m still stuttering to see if there’s something left.
A sense of debt and guilt emanates from the drenched, trembling voice.

“Go, go, go, rape… ! So… ! Ugh… Sorry, wrong… I did it…”
“Uh…”

After seeing this reaction, the hypnosis I had been putting on Grape came to mind.
Hypnosis, which makes me feel very guilty about raping, could I feel guilty if I did anything bad to me?
I haven’t felt much of it until now, but I feel that I am in great pain.

… I didn’t mean to bother you this much.
Why did I try to put restrictions on Grape in the first place?
For fear of hurting or attacking me or betraying me, so they hypnotized me and restrained me.
Grape is a magical girl… It can’t be.

Of course, if she finds out that she’s been hypnotized, she’ll get angry, and if she’s wrong, she might attack… Even so, there is no need to suppress them one by one like this.
Wouldn’t it be enough to just hypnotize me that you can’t attack me?
… I don’t know.

It is a right idea to hypnotize and place restrictions on yourself.
What I did was to forcibly break the will and will of the other person and do as I pleased… Even if you’re not a magical girl, it’s an act that would make you feel rejected, so of course you deserve to be hostile to me the moment you know that fact.
That’s right, but… That’s right…
I feel strangely rejected.

It’s true that you want to hypnotize, and it’s true that hypnotizing and controlling it feels good… I feel that something is wrong.
My conscience is stabbed as if a sense that I didn’t have suddenly came into being.
Hearing Grape’s voice, he could feel how much he was struggling.

Do I have to bother with this… ?
I look like trash… ?
Isn’t that a bit too much?

“Hmm…”
“I didn’t mean to bully you… Really, really… Misunderstood… ! Company too! Company too… All, all… Something went wrong… I didn’t mean to… When I said bullying, I didn’t mean it badly…”
“Ah, yes. Right.”
“Just… Just… I wanted to get closer…”

I thought it couldn’t happen even if I didn’t say it.
The people at work are a bit weird, Grape isn’t the kind of person to ask someone to bully someone behind their backs.

“Whoa, whoa… Sorry, that’s… Now, I can’t see… So, I wanted to apologize.”

I was taken aback by Grape’s words as I was quietly listening.
I can’t see, what does this mean?
I was looking at Grape with the intention of telling him what I was talking about, and Grape turned his back from me and untied the apron straps.

“Leave… Congratulation… It won’t bother you anymore, it won’t be difficult…”

Without looking at me at all, I fold the apron neatly and put it up next to the sink.
Just stand still and quietly stop the water.

“… She’s a magical girl I don’t even like, so I’m sorry I misunderstood you.”
“Uh?”
“But maybe… If you see me on the street, please say hello…”
“Uh? Uh? No, wait… Wait for a sec.”

I tried to get up from my seat, but my legs trembled with muscle pain and I collapsed back down.
Grape, who had turned slightly towards me before I knew it, was staring at me with wet eyes.
I looked up at Grape and said in a puzzled voice.

“Me… Aren’t you going to see it?”

No answer.
Keep your mouth shut and turn your head.
Does that mean you won’t see it?
Why?

“… Grape?”
“Oh…”

Did you hypnotize me wrong?
I had already deleted the hypnosis telling me not to come near.
How the hell did Grape say such a thing?

“I won’t see… ?”
“Miss Anger… You hate me…”

I don’t know why you think I hate grapes.
I have a good body, I have ability, I’m hot, I’m strong, but it’s not like I’ve done anything wrong… I have no reason to hate you.
I don’t know.
When you don’t know, you should ask.

“Uh… Why do you think so?”
“Rape… You did… When you’re sober, when you’re not, when…”

If that… I made him feel guilty, so Grape should feel sorry for me, not why I should hate him.

“Excuse me… I’ve said it before, but you said it was okay? Grape is fine…”
“You did it again! You broke the bed, and you did it to the point of scarring your back!”
“Hmm…”

As he said, I can’t see if Grape cleaned up the broken bed frame in my room, and the V-shaped marks of Grape’s pressure still remain on my stomach.
It is a mark that cannot be erased like a mark that says she was raped.

“… Well, me too back then… I reacted too violently… Grape You said you were catching slime back then… ? Isn’t it because you’re addicted to the vaginal fluid?”
“Slimes… That…”
“Then I’ll understand, it’s okay.”
“S-I didn’t catch the slime! I was masturbating alone, and I wanted to keep doing it with Anger, so I was masturbating and then went to rape!”
“Uh…”

This is a statement that leaves me a little speechless.
But… If you think about it, it’s because I hypnotized it wrong, it’s not Grape’s fault.
If Grape feels guilty, it’s because I made it that way, it’s not Grape’s fault.
I started appeasing Grape.

“Are you okay… I also masturbated because I wanted to be with Grape…”
“… Yes?”
“You’re following the account… Ah?”
“Ah…”

To be honest, Grape gave a slightly surprised voice.
Confessing that I masturbated while imagining having sex with you in front of the person concerned.
Still, I can feel that Grape’s voice has calmed down a little.

“And… Well, rape… As I said before, I’m fine… Since it’s a magical girl, it’s a bit… Even because of the negative fluid, the desire builds up… Summer solstice? Right? Uh… Wouldn’t it? So, a lot of masturbation… Did you?”

Grape did not respond to my question.
Come to think of it, does a magical girl’s desire build up when dealing with negatives?
The general public piles up to the point of being excessive, but… I don’t know what a magical girl is.

“Therefore… Do you think it could be? And Grape is that, pretty… Are you? Honestly, as a man… It’s not that I hate it…”