Chapter 40 – Operation (8)
Sylvia was adorning herself with flowers. In her hair she put on the pretty hairpin that Alice had bought her. The bow-shaped hairpin was an item she received in the second semester of her first year at the academy. Alice would smile happily as if she had been given a present as she personally put a hairpin that shined in a brilliant emerald color.
“Sylvia. You look really pretty when you smile.”
Her Alice used to make her laugh by saying such wacky things to her asking if her hairpin looked good on her. Sylvia really liked her and was deeply grateful to her for buying her a pretty hairpin today.
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Orland was sitting in the park smoking a cigarette. He remembered the first time he met Sylvia. From the first time I saw her, Sylvia was one of the most beautiful girls in the academy. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever met, and she was one of the few that knew anything.
Moreover, she was also a woman with a guaranteed future because she was talented, and she was also a woman who was like a living bankbook who could swallow her wealth intact because she had no family background.
The reason why Orland chose Sylvia as the woman to marry was largely because she could wield it at will. These stupid, hollow, big-breasted women have dedicated themselves to it, as if it didn’t matter where their wealth went, once they offered their bodies and minds.
[I fell in love with you from the first time I saw you.]
When Orlando first met Sylvia, she couldn’t remember what expression he made. He said something, and she didn’t even remember how he treated her. Sylvia had said that she fell in love with her when he first met her manly side, so she could only guess that she had acted quite nice.
“After…”
Orlando thought that love was very mysterious. He thought it was really strange that an action he thought was nothing could remain as love in someone’s heart.
Orland threw the cigarette on the floor and then rubbed it out with his shoe. Then he put his hands in his pockets and stood up. Date time was approaching.
*****
Sylvia opened the door to her dormitory. As she walked outside, Alice looked at Sylvia with her shy face, then she asked, changing her expression to her smiling face.
“Where?”
“Huh! Date!”
Sylvia said so to Alice with her face she knew nothing about. Sylvia felt that Alice’s eyes were on the pretty hairpin she had given her as a gift. Butterfly hairpin. Sylvia ran her hairpin through her hand, she said.
“Hehe, right. This is what you bought before. I am still writing well. It is so pretty.”
“…Are you going on a date wearing it?”
A shadow fell on Alice’s face. Sylvia looked at her suddenly darkened face and asked in an anxious tone.
“Hey, Alice?”
With her head down, Alice looked down at her floor. The hallway in the girls’ dormitory was a dull gray color. So was the world. No matter where you go in the world, dry, gray-colored people denounced Alice as her abnormality. On the other side of the clean marble floor, a gray Alice was facing her with a frown on her face.
She seemed to be saying
[How? Are you going to confess?]
Of course, he didn’t have the courage to confess to Alice. She said Alice had too much to lose. The fear that Sylvia might leave him, the worry that she wouldn’t be able to be by her side as naturally as she is now, just clamped her lips together and forced her to cheer.
[It’s selfish. It’s really selfish.]
It was as it was said. She will always be selfish She will disapprove of Sylvia’s romance for no good reason, and she will gossip Sylvia’s man for no good reason. She will never be able to attend Sylvia’s wedding with a smile on her face, and when she throws her wedding bouquet, she will eventually sit down and cry.
And now.
“Have a good date.”
I had no choice but to let her go, laughing like an idiot at her.
Sylvia then waved her hand at her, smiling brightly at her stupidity.
“I will be back!”
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Orlando smoked another cigarette. Orlando recalled the women she had broken up with and the women who had approached her. Orland was now 26 years old, but the number of women who had passed through him was ten fingers short.
Orlando couldn’t remember the names of all the women. A blue-haired, big-breasted bitch. A bitch with yellow hair and small breasts. The smooth-faced kid who was crying loudly in the slums. The daughter of an attendant who worked for the Knights. The restaurant employee who soiled my clothes.
He made a clear distinction between the woman he had sex with and the woman he ‘fucked’. The names of the women he ate were usually recorded only on tombstones, convents, and lists of prospective movers, but did not remain in his mind.
Sylvia was one of the few women Orland remembered by name. She was the woman she worked with the most, and she was the woman he dated the most.
Sylvia said that whenever she went on a date with her, she always had a bright smile on her face, and she loved to observe Orland’s face. Orland didn’t know what kind of eyes she was looking at herself as she looked at herself. Because Orland always enjoyed watching Sylvia look at her tits or ass.
Their dates always ended in meaningless walks and few goodbyes, but they paid each other dividends. Sylvia tore her heart out once more as she reported her dating progress to Alice, and Orland, thinking of Sylvia’s breasts and ass, lusted wildly for her other partner.
Orlando couldn’t remember Sylvia’s face. She has her voluptuous breasts and narrow waist. Only her ass, which fueled her crime, was vivid in her memory.
Orlando thought he should face her face properly for today.
*****
Sylvia was running.
Today she had a lot to say to Orlando.
Her heart was filled with news that would make Orland happy. She worked hard on how to use her waist for Orlando. She also practiced kissing for Orlando, and she learned the hard way how to please a man.
So, starting today, I want you to hug me. I also practiced hard on how to hug a man. Men are no longer afraid Now that he knows how good the man is, he can give Orland a hug.
Therefore. I hope you will be happy.
Sylvia imagined Orlando’s delighted face.
Just closing her eyes reminded her of Orlando’s smirking and smiling face. Orland would always look at Sylvia, and she would cast her passionate gaze at Sylvia, as if she were a gorilla. Sylvia had so much fun with that expression.
Then when she did her skinship intensely, she asked her for her skinship as she put on a beastly tough expression. Sylvia liked her Orlando’s manly side.
The park was visible in the distance. People threw their eyes at the beautifully dressed Sylvia. She used to be intimidated, but now the gaze didn’t matter. That she is running to her beloved. From today onwards, they will continue their love affair more passionately.
That was enough.
*****
Orland saw Sylvia running away from her, shaking her hand. She took out another cigarette of hers and asked, then she just spat it out on her floor. She smoked a cigarette and pretended she was nothing, she just tried to talk but she also thought she’d be better off just talking.
Orlando, she remembered, had left one of her partners not too long ago. She was a woman from an influential family, and after she broke up with her, she heard her story that she had been refusing to go to school for several days. She couldn’t understand why a woman who had good grades and a bright future for her career would ruin her career like that.
Women always bothered themselves that way.
Today was the time for her to reflect on that lesson. It was clear that she acted that way because she clumsily gave her room. She had to cut off the ties without any doubt, but it could be a wonderful parting for each other.
It was hard for the others, but she could do it with Orlando. Because she has the blood of a hero running through Orlando.
Because a hero treats parting like a hero.
*****
Sylvia came running, waving her hand, then slowed her pace. As she walked at a very slow pace, she was looking at her Orlando with a puzzled look on her face. With an expression she couldn’t understand, she continued to look at Orlando.
*****
Orlando was facing Silvia. She said quietly, looking straight into Sylvia’s face.
She said, “Let’s break up. I wasn’t having any fun while dating you.”
*****
Sylvia did not understand her Orlando’s words. She opened her eyes wide, she blinked, and as she pondered his words, she shook her head as she felt her tears about to spill. She asked, stepping backwards as if she was trying to escape in this situation.
“Why?”
*****
Evan reached the entrance to the park. She saw Sylvia standing in the middle of nowhere, and Orland standing proudly facing her. It was early, so there were not many people in the park. Evan winked at Sophia, who was standing next to Orland.
*****
Sophia held onto Orland’s arm and said to Sylvia,
“I told you. Sylvia. Men like experienced women.”
******
Sylvia collapses, and Evan, who has been running, supports her. Orland spits on her floor and disappears without hesitation, and Sofia walks away with her laughter.