Please Forget Me - Chapter 119
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“Would you like to know the most certain way to confirm whether that man is your husband or not? Last time I saw, Johann Renner didn’t have a wedding ring. He probably never had one from the beginning.”
“He sold it to cover my hospital bills.”
“Did you see that?”
When I couldn’t answer, the Major chuckled softly in my ear, his fingers brushing against the ring on my fourth finger. It felt disgusting.
“Ask the man who claims he gave you that ring what the engraving inside means.”
“…….”
“He won’t be able to answer, will he? Such things shouldn’t be a secret from a wife, so there’s nothing he should be unable to answer. But why isn’t he answering…?”
“…….”
“Because he doesn’t know.”
“…….”
“It’s not a ring he gave you.”
It was clear that his brain had been eaten away by the virus.
“When you get home, don’t forget to ask him.”
He breathed in deeply, suddenly muttering about how nice my scent was, then leaned in to let out a groan against my cheek as I struggled to pull away. His hot breath brushed against my lips. I felt dirty.
“Before that, don’t forget to deliver my death kiss to him.”
I was terrified he might try to kiss me, but instead of leaning in closer, he completely leaned back. Yet I didn’t let my guard down. Just moments ago, I thought he was letting me go, only to be caught off guard.
“You can tell Johann Renner exactly what I said today. If you do, just make sure not to leave out the part about how we held hands and talked in my bed.”
Only then did he finally release my hands.
I still didn’t feel relieved. Fear consumed me as I quickly stepped away from him, overwhelmed by a surge of anger I couldn’t contain. My body acted before my mind could catch up.
Slap!
Just like when I regained my memories, I instinctively swung my right hand with all my might. This time, I truly slapped his cheek.
But that wasn’t all. His cheek flushed red, and three long scratch marks began to appear slowly. They were my nail marks.
At that moment, my reason returned, and I realized how reckless I had been. In my memories, I had allies who supported me, but here it was different. The soldier from my memories was undoubtedly powerless, but the officer I had just slapped was not.
The Major was now going to retaliate against me. Just as that thought crossed my mind, he pulled back the blanket covering his waist.
He was trying to get up. Before he could come at me again, I quickly stepped back and shoved my hand into my pocket, grasping the revolver.
However, the Major did not get up from his bed. Instead, he peered beneath the covers and continued to speak nonsense.
“Ah, damn it. It’s standing.”
I don’t like this. I wished for nothing more than for it all to be over.
* * *
As soon as I got home, I started disinfecting.
I scrubbed my ears and the lips that had been touched by that giant germ, as well as the wrists and hands that had been held, using an ample amount of soap. Despite all my efforts, I still felt dirty.
In the end, I submerged myself in the bathtub and lathered up.
“There must be germs all over me.”
I made up an excuse for Johann, saying that I had just come back from caring for patients at the bunker and needed to wash up.
“Johann, I had such a tough day. There were so many patients…”
Only one patient, but he was enough to wear me out like a whole unit.
“Poor Rize.”
Johann looked sorry and uncertain. It wasn’t his fault that I was dragged along against my will.
“You really worked hard today. You just relax and don’t lift a finger.”
As he said, I didn’t have to do anything during my bath. Johann washed my hair and soaped every inch of my body, gently rubbing me down.
“Johann, make sure to clean this part too.”
Of course, he didn’t leave out between my legs.
“Ah, oh! Hah!”
Every spot his hands touched felt like it was being purified again. As Johann’s touch helped me shake off the unpleasant events of the day, I decided to fully embrace my childish side and savor his warm care.
Once the bath was over, Johann wrapped me in a towel and a robe, sat me down in front of the warm hearth, and then sat behind me to dry my wet hair. Once the moisture was mostly gone, he even fetched a comb.
Johann had become quite skilled at combing my hair. As I sat still, enjoying his gentle and meticulous grooming, I felt as happy as a puppy being petted by a human. I could forget all about the Major.
As I sighed contentedly and enjoyed Johann’s touch, the combing suddenly stopped. When I looked up at him, I saw Johann staring at my hand, which was holding the teacup he had given me.
“Your nails are getting quite long. Should I trim them?”
At that moment, memories of the Major began to resurface. However, I didn’t feel as dirty as before.
“No, I like them this way.”
These special children had given me a little revenge against my tormentor. I wished I could stop my thoughts there…
“Ah, damn it. It’s standing.”
Just as I was about to feel unpleasant again,
“Have you met the Major?”
Of all things, Johann mentioned the Major.
