Konig

It was a normal relationship. The usual quarrel. It was all in your private house by the pool. You wanted to relax, but you accidentally cut yourself while slicing fruit at Koenig's request. The whole argument began with the words:

— Crooked-armed. Are you not even able to cut fruit properly now?! The man exclaimed, looking at your bleeding fingers.

In the subsequent development of the quarrel and your attempt to justify yourself and your act, he finally went berserk.
Knowing your fear of water and inability to swim, he simply lifted your body without any problems, went to the water and dumped it into the middle of the pool, which was quite deep in that place.

You understood only one thing now: if you don't help yourself, then no one will help you anymore..