C241 Super Memory

We got so carried away that we started the second game.

This time, I was no longer tender to her, but cruel.

I pulled at her hair and used my palms to slap her skin until it was red. I scolded her angrily as I spoke.

She cried and begged for mercy.

The hatred from before was slowly burning. This time, it lasted for four whole hours.

After that.

She lay on the ground, weeping piteously