Virgin Impair-the Making of a Saint- - Chapter 15

Restraints were once more attached to Akane’s hands and feet, and she was strapped onto a custom-built operating table in case she woke up in the midst of the procedure.

Then, a surgical anesthetic was administered to Akane to ensure she wouldn’t wake up from the pain.

“…”

I first gradually tore through Akane’s clothes with scissors before cutting through her undergarments unhesitatingly. In a flash, Akane’s bare body was exposed, and I was transfixed by her breathtaking nudity.

“A beautiful… Akane.”

When I touched her skin, a soft warmth was spreading over it. Without a trace of needless fat, her body was well-honed to the utmost limit. But mysteriously, her skin was extremely soft, white, and smooth.

Yet at the same time, it was beautiful and ephemeral. Like a piece of art, this beauty would deteriorate, decay, and ultimately cease.

What an irony. It was precisely because it was beautiful that when it grew old and hideous, the contrast between the two would severely wound people.Translator: MadHatter

Therefore, it was crucial to remove it while it was still possible. I shall give Akane a fitting substitute then.

I shall bestow upon Akane a substitute that wouldn’t be constrained by the concepts of senility and deterioration and could instead achieve everlasting beauty.

“You will live eternally here, in my hands. So your flesh and blood arms and legs… won’t be needed.”

Neither your hands that beat me nor your feet that struggled to escape me were required of you. Though you have trained these limbs, they were thin and undependable. And now, I was trying to detach those limbs from Akane with a distorted, inorganic blade.

Blood dripped from the white skin as I pressed the electric saw’s edge against it. From there, I pushed in further and easily felt the contact with the bone. With a sense of guilty pleasure and thrill at the sight, I turned on the electric saw and commenced the amputation of Akane’s limbs.