Thank You For Being Trash Chapter 65: After Everything Is Over (1)

Chapter 65 – After Everything Is Over (1)

I was lying in a daze in prison.

I would eat if they gave sothing to eat. I would sleep when I was tired… I spent days like that. The floor was cold, and the air inside the prison was chilly. In addition, there were no windows, so no light could co in, and I couldn't guess how much ti had passed or how many days had passed.

I thought I wanted to share emotions, share stories and live like a human being, not a life dominated by pleasure. So, if Distria loved , wouldn't that be enough?

I shook my head.

…No, I don’t want him.

So, who was it that I wanted? Whom did I want to love? Soone who was already dead and whose body couldn’t be found, or the one who hurt in the end and I let go, or the one whom I never said thank you to?

I couldn’t turn back now, but I still couldn't figure it out… or was I just delusional?

As hot tears flowed down both cheeks in the cold space, I swallowed the familiar sobs as the tears welling up several tis soaked the floor.

It might not be bad to die in prison, living a life filled with regrets. If I had known it would be like this, I would have brought the note from Acacia. I thought so as I gazed at my palms, where the scars had disappeared.

No one was left by my side…

This happened because of my greed. Because of that, responsibility and regret for that were sothing I had to do.

Even after spending such a ti of regret, I often thought about other things.

Unexpectedly, it opened the door to the final chapter of the original story… injuring Distria and being imprisoned.

When I was first imprisoned, I regretted swinging a knife at him and scarring his body, and I was worried about the progress of the original story. It was because I was afraid of the actions I had committed without being able to make a rational judgnt.

At the sa ti, I wondered if I acted irrationally because I was forced like a marionette of the original story and forcefully followed the original story. Though as it flowed as the original story, I felt relieved that everything did not follow the original story completely.

While it was a selfish thought, it was at least comforting. I really felt like this was the world I lived in.

Glancing at my thighs, where the stigma had been erased, I lost the traces of my palms that show that I am . Still, it was okay because the traces of the original story were also erased.

I was so relieved…

…I wanted to think so. And I regretted the things that had passed. I should just kill my emotions and give up being human.

I didn’t know how much ti had passed since I was trapped here.

I thought I might die here. It was so cold, and I had no blanket to protect myself from the cold, so I thought about death. Needing a bit of warmth, I sotis regret swinging my dagger at Distria.

I should’ve just lived the life I'd been given. Why did I dream of becoming a human? It was a selfish mind. At first, I felt a deep disgust, but later I just wanted to do it. People wouldn’t change easily, and I couldn’t change… that was what I thought.

Still, in the end, I ca back to the beginning and regretted that the traces on my palms had disappeared. I apologized to them… to the dead Rewan, Acacia, and Lepis.

Turning around, I felt sorry for them again.

My thoughts continued that way, and that was how I spent the night.

Eventually, the door opened with a creak and a heavy tal sound. I squinted my eyes at the pure white beam of light illuminating the space. My heart beat with a thumping sound at the familiar knight uniform that seed blurry with my half-closed vision.

…What kind of expectation was it?

Such anticipation that Acacia would co to pick up. Where did my selfish thoughts go? I had the brazen and incongruent idea that he would co to get … I was a very selfish person. Even if a knife gets stuck in my throat, I didn’t think I'd change what I thought.

“Co out.”

It wasn't Acacia's voice.

I was disappointed. As my expectations were broken, my mood dropped.

The knight caught my outstretched hand. He held , who was staggering and couldn't walk well. Disappointed, I was delighted with the body temperature of a hot person touching my body for a while.

Grabbing him by the collar, I let out a cold breath.

The sound of breathing in my ears, the sound of the heartbeat. I said I wanted to live like a human being, I said I didn't want to live a life full of pleasure, and I tried to kill Distria… how did I get excited about these little things?

I shook my head.

It was too cold there, that was why. It’d been a long ti since I t warmth. It seed that cold breath was still leaking from my lips.

I denied the rush of excitent. No matter how trashy I was, this wasn’t it.

Thinking so, my fingertips trembled, and I gripped the collar tightly. The knight's displeased gaze t . Startled, I removed my hand while my heart, which had been beating anxiously, subsided. The surge of excitent also faded.

This was an illusion that I felt because of the warmth… I thought so.

“We have arrived.”

The door where I had stayed before being captured was opened.

The ladies-in-waiting ca and took off the tattered clothes. In an instant, I was naked and imrsed in the water in which roses were floating. My body was washed with fragrant balm and massaged. Soon, I was escorted by a knight while wearing a white and voluminous dress.

I walked on my unsteady leg, staggering.

Where was I going?

At the end of that tumultuous path, there was a heavy door at the end of the bright red carpet. The door opened, and Distria stood there, well-dressed in a suit and holding a flower. It was an inconsistent picture and an awkward sight.

Distria and bright red flowers didn't match. My legs gave out at the strange sight, and I flopped down.

‘…What is he doing?’

What was the situation now?

I closed my eyes. Because this was nonsense, I thought I was dreaming. I heard Distria trudging to , and he grabbed by the shoulders and pulled up.

Nothing was visible in my dark world.

“Open your eyes, Arne.”

He gently whispered in my ear as if to soothe , and I gently opened my eyes. Distria got down on one knee and held out the bouquet like soone proposing.

“Will you marry ?”

I couldn't contain my astonishnt at the bouquet and the ring he took out of his arms. If I married Distria, wouldn’t I beco Empress? This wasn’t right. As my thoughts were interrupted by the sudden situation, I lost touch with reality.

“Actually, you don’t have the option of refusal.”

Distria placed his lips on the back of my hand.

His eyes that were full of affection were burdenso that I averted my gaze. I opened my lips to say sothing and then closed my mouth. I would be seen as a fool, and it might be quicker to get the nobles' backlash and have the engagent annulled.

Already in love, he seed out of his mind.

Distria took the ring out of the ring box and put it on the ring finger of my left hand. He held the red bouquet in one hand.

“It suits you well.”

The next mont, he pressed his lips to the ring on my ring finger. As I looked blankly at the figure, he smiled at again as if nothing had happened.

He gazed at with loving eyes.

“You are beautiful, Arne.”

He soon took in an embrace before heading for the bedroom. Startled, I looked up at him and shook my head.

No. No…

Distria, who laid down on the bed, lightly pressed as I struggled. He lifted my skirt and stroked my thighs.

I parted my lips at the soft, hot touch and let out a hot breath. He buried his face between the voluminous skirt. While he bit off the underwear with his lips and spread my legs, Distria stuck his tongue inside her.

My mind went blank at the dizzying stimulation I had felt for the first ti in a long ti as he licked the inside with his tongue.

“…Huht!”

I was just busy breathing out. He stroked the insides gently with his lips and slipped his fingers through the wet crevice. Moving his hand in circles on the already wet bottom, he then raised his head and stared at .

Curving his eyebrows, he smiled.

“I was so sad that I had to put you in a dungeon like that.”

He moved his hand and untied the ribbon on my back, and bit the exposed white breasts with his lips. I gasped for breath from the warmth of a person I hadn't touched in a long ti. Drenched in pleasure, I expected his touch pleasure to .

Distria slowly undressed.

I felt so kind of anticipation in his large, protruding p*nis.

…I said I wanted to change, didn't I?

The mind that was paralyzed by pleasure for a mont was caught by the thought that popped out, and I let out a short breath.

It'd been a while since I'd had this kind of stimulation. I comforted myself. No. I was just a human being who couldn't live without pleasure… yes, that was it. I thought so. It was just an act of satisfying human needs that I would never want only pleasure again.

“I declared that I would make you empress.”

Before I had ti to think about Distria's words, he chewed on the nipple with his lips. He put my round chest into my mouth and swallowed it. My body trembled at the intense stimulation.

“So, everyone wanted to kill you.”

He tore off the cumberso skirt and rubbed himself against the entrance. I let out a sigh. His words did not reach my ears properly.

“Arne.”

“Huuuh… hup…”

Distria smiled bitterly and pushed himself slowly inside. I turned my head to the stiffness that was coming in as tears flowed down my eyes.

Perhaps, I was mistaken for a while.

Expecting and wanting a lot of pleasure, exhaling excitedly. When he started moving his hips, intense stimulation thumped inside.

“So, I killed the objections one by one… All of them."

"Ha-uhk—haht…! Huh!”

“Then, no one objected. It’s a very simple and convenient thod.”

It was a snake-like smile.

Grabbing my chin, he kissed my lips tightly. Distria opened my lips, brushed the roof of my mouth, sucked my lips, and brushed my teeth, saliva trickling down the corners of my mouth. Then, he licked it like it was a waste, and the red lips drew an arc and went up.

"I love you, Arne.”

He ran his lips across my neck and left a mark. His strong waist thumped vigorously inside.

“Uh-uung…huh, ha…”

“Arne. I love you.”

I closed my eyes after struggling with pleasure for a while.

People didn’t change easily. I thought so.

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