thinkoutsidethebox | Memory 30 (trivial negative)

"Please stand. On one leg." [EP5] Form of a small wooden box. 6/7 uses remaining.

"Please stand. On one leg."
"............"
Cornelia slowly got up, and, as she had been ordered, stood on one leg.

Her hands were clasped behind her back.
...Because she had been ordered to do so.
Then, with a *thump*, Erika pushed her from behind with both hands.
Cornelia landed on the floor face first with a *thud*.
"Please stand. On one leg."
"............"
Cornelia rose shakily.
Then, once again, she stood on one leg as she had been ordered.
She had been ordered not to hold her ground.

So she had fallen on her face over and over again.
She had barely managed to protect her nose, but after smashing against the floor so many times, her face was bright red.
She wasn't shedding any tears.
No, she couldn't shed them.
Because she was forbidden to do even that......
"Please stand. On one leg."
"............"
*thump* *thud*.
"Please stand. On one leg."
*thump* *thud*.*thump* *thud*.*thump*............*thud*.
Erika repeated this falling torture over and over again.
At times like this, Erika hated counting things.
So she decided that, once she ran out of fingers to count the number of times, she would just repeat it until she lost interest.

However, Erika's main redeeming feature was that she never lost interest in anything, so the torture continued on without end......
......Erika didn't know why Cornelia had been unable to fully protect the window.

So the whole time since then, ......she had placed all the blame of their loss on her.
"......Please, allow me to speak. Forgive Cornelia. She has already done enough in repentance..."
"Oh, is that true? Then please take her place from now on."
"G, ......Gertrude has done nothing wrong......"
"Gertrude. .........Please stand. On one leg. Clasp your hands behind you."
"............"
Gertrude followed the order......and clasped her hands behind her back, standing on one leg.
"You mustn't resist or hold your ground. You are not permitted to bend your knees. You are not permitted to shed any tears. Got it?"
".........As you wish......"
"Gertrude............"
Erika made a show of walking behind Gertrude.
She was even enjoying making her wonder when she'd push......
At that time, Gertrude and Cornelia burst in a bright light and disappeared.
......Because Dlanor, who must have returned at some point, had sent them back to the heavens for the time being.
Erika, who'd had her fun spoiled, directed a bluntly malicious expression at Dlanor...
"<Miss> Erika. I will bear any fault of my subordinate as her SUPERIOR. I ask that you let her GO."
".........<No, thank you>. Punishment only works because it causes pain. ......There's nothing interesting about an unfeeling doll girl that I can't leave a single injury on."
Erika slowly grabbed hold of the back of Dlanor's hair, tugging unrelentingly.
Dlanor's neck tilted upwards, creaking.
"......You may not cause a physical injury, but you do INJURE."
"Hmph. As if you had a heart which could be injured. You lowly witch-hunting murder doll. .........Are you trying to talk back to me? Me, the envoy and double of the great Lady Bernkastel...?!"
".........NO."
"I got scolded by Lady Bernkastel because you guys are useless...!! Please, never fail so lamely again...! Un-der-sta-nd...?!"
The hair she had grabbed was stretched back as far as it would go, along with more creaking...

This didn't cause Dlanor any physical pain, but she could clearly feel Erika's ill will.
"............My APOLOGIES. Forgive ME."
"Filth."
With a sound like a bowstring being cut, several of Dlanor's hairs were pulled out.

Then, Erika waved her hand about as though trying to brush off something dirty that had gotten stuck to it.

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