Another Arcadia Online

Uh, I want to move my body.

That's what I think when I sleep in bed. You'll definitely be losing strength, and the cramping feeling of not being able to move. That's the other half.

I don't hate to move my body, and I like to move it quite as much as I occasionally run and diverge. I like sports a lot in the first place.

You just don't watch sports shows, do you? I prefer to watch it.

"Uh, I want to play baseball! With a batter!"

I can't throw it though. Turn to defense, maybe you can catch it, but you can't release it. Because it's a no-con. That's it. When it comes to doing it, it's about stirring it up. Pitcher, you're freaking me out! That's right. Is that the batter? Stir.

"I guess I'm pretty dull because I haven't moved my body."

I don't think I can do physical surgery like a game, but I'd rather have motor nerves in the real world. At least as much as I'm looking to be a gym teacher.

"Hey! It's coming!

"Hmm?"

Suddenly the door to the hospital room opened.

It was the boy and his mother who were there. This kid is the only one who helped. His name is Tianhai Maru (Maru). I call you Maru.

"Oh, are you here? What to play with today"

"Mm-hmm! Hide!"

I can't.

Yeah, I'd love to, but I don't want you to look at me with those sparkling eyes.

"Maru! Your sister can't walk with an injury to her leg, so make it different."

"Uh, then do Othello!

"That's about it."

Round took out Othello's board, that black and white reversi pawn? Do you want me to call Othello? I scattered Othello.

And then I get about half that number and I place white and black in the middle.

"Go ahead."

"Ohh! I'm strong."

My win.

The lion is serious about hunting rabbits. Or it was easy to direct once you were openly aiming for horns. It would be like a child or something.

There's a lot of room because the intention was to aim for the corner was found out and I didn't look around.

"Lost -!

"Ha ha. Say..."

I stretched my body a little and the pain ran on my leg.

No, seriously, I want to heal quickly.

"Are you okay!?

And my mother's person rushes up to me even though the pain just ran.

I wonder if you don't mind. In the first place, when I came to apologize, I was deeply thankful enough to put my head on the ground already. Thank you, I heard so much about the word "sorry" I got tired of hearing it. Many times I was thanked for what some thought was my father.

I'm just a little glad they said thank you.

"Don't worry about it. Still, you're fine."

"Yeah, yeah. I haven't been up high since then... except that I'm fine."

Did I just get traumatized?

It's falling from the third floor to the first floor. There's no way I think it's funny. Whatever the jet coaster or freefall is, the fear of falling head-on to the ground with no cushions or anything underneath. Exactly. Even I was a little scared.

"I'm afraid of that one. I think it was a shock to young children."

"Right..."

"Please take care of him because he may have become afraid of heights."

"Wow, I get it..."

It's not that I can't hate high places, because I cry that children can't. I don't think I want to go, but I don't think I should because I'm scared.

That's why that care is important.

... ma, if I fell from high many times, I'd have no fear.

That's what I thought.