"Ha..."
How many sighs will it be today? Sighs leak at will, tired of attacking his whole body.
Curiosity eyes poured from around. There is no escape. He walked with his items hanging, and when he noticed, he stood in front of the door of the warehouse.
Because you thought the Ogasawara sisters would get their attention in this ruse, you had to pay close attention to the tuning at the warehouse.
But I needed to pay attention in a different way.
It's not the Ogasawara sisters that are featured, it's me. I mean, my behavior has become more likely to be monitored.
Unexpectedly, I got my attention, and there are rumors that I'm socializing with my brother, so I don't have to be so vigilant even if I'm witnessed bringing a true harp or a kid bitch into the warehouse.
Instead, I had to pay attention to idiots trying to investigate themselves.
The warehouse has only one entrance and exit, not a single window. Moreover, because of its stubbornness, it is not easy to create peepholes.
In other words, it's impossible to break inside unless you unlock the entrance and exit doors.
Nevertheless, the key to the door we are currently using was given to us by the school side. In other words, the key I have is a key, and there will be a parent key in the staff room. As long as that parent key exists, it cannot be said that there is no danger of being broken in.
However, in order to install a new key, notification must be given to the school side, and installation is not possible without approval.
Most likely, there won't be enough fierce men to steal the keys out of the staff room.
Conclusion, as long as you're inside the warehouse, you have nothing to worry about so much.
"Oh, my castle..."
When I opened the door and went indoors, I learned nostalgia and tranquillity at the smell of mold that plundered my nose.
My castle, my only castle. I didn't have a place in school, but this is my only place. As long as I'm here, I won't get in the way of anything extra.
I switched on next to the entrance and turned on the lighting in the warehouse. And when you tighten the door, lock it.
This won't get in the way. I can finally calm down.
Fluffy footsteps led him to bed, and he fell into it.
"I smell nostalgic..."
When I pressed my face against the sheets of the bed, I felt a sweet smell.
Mostly it smells like a true harp, but there's another sweet scent mixed in there.
I smelled it many times. There's no reason to forget.
Lord of its scent. The last time I used this bed was when I came here with you in foster care.
I didn't laugh, Reaching. I always had eyes like a dead fish. And he was always chasing my back.
Inside it, I started laughing so much. I can now communicate my will firmly.
"Really... I grew up to be a good woman"
In the two years I don't know, he must have had a lot of different experiences.
All he could do was chase my back, and he remembered to move on with his own feet.
"If I had been in foster care, I would have stood around this one well..."
All abilities were originally high during foster care. I did more than the crowd, no matter what I let them do. However, he had an unusual aversion to exposing it in public.
Probably caused by figs. Those who could not even buy clothes properly were reluctant to stand out. Stand out and you can be jerked off. Then you just have to kill your will so it doesn't get noticed and stay quiet and free. I guess that's what I thought.
As far as I'm concerned, I didn't like it. If you were born with outstanding abilities, you should use that ability to stand above people. If you have the ability to do that, you should.
That's why I thoroughly tutored him. In order not to be afraid to go out in public, we did an exposure-based tutorial.
As a result, he blossomed his abilities in seconds.
The most horrible ability in all of that. It's the power to grasp people's hearts.
He has a straight personality anyway. Moreover, he discerns the heartache of others and enters their hearts sully.
Hear and answer concerns, but just be intimate.
Those who are troubled do not ask for answers. Because we know the answer, and that's why we worry, we suffer.
All you need to do is ask. The troubled can realize the nature of the troubles by spitting out words to those who listen. Then all you have to do is step out on your own. But it's humans who can't do that.
Pushing the backs of such people gently. That was excellent in foster care.
He's like he was born to stand on people. Yet he tried to choose to go after my back.
"Shit, there was something wrong. Why did you contact foster care? I've decided I'll never see you again..."
I told him so and contacted him in order to gather information on the kid bitch.
It's a fact that there was no one else I could trust. But that wasn't all.
You just wanted to see me, didn't you? Am I right? And yet I was just trying to make an excuse to get away from my heart.
"Be a really good woman. Damn, I wasn't supposed to see you..."
In a flash, he showed how troublesome the true harp was in character and how delicate it was. And this made me feel soft again in a flash.
Terribly uninterrupted ability. How many months did it take me to open my heart to True Harp? Seeing him do it in an instant, I was convinced that the decision I made was the right one.
In foster care, he won't be able to stay with me. He needed me until his abilities blossomed and he was ready to step out. After that, I thought I'd only be shackled.
That's what I thought when I saw him desperately trying to set me up, with the ability to be better than me.
So I'm sure I would have disappeared from front of him, even if he hadn't kicked me out of my parents' house.
"I will never rely on him again. The next time we see each other, we need to be thorough enough to learn to resent each other. It's my responsibility to call him in while I decide I'll never see him again."
Hitting the gorilla and turning over, leaning back on the bed, one squeaks as he stares at the ceiling.
"That ring... when I gave you that ring, if you were laughing, I was gonna tell you to stay in my meat potty for the rest of your life. But in the end, you never laughed since we met..."
How could he not laugh? I don't know that. But I haven't seen him in two years. He was laughing.
I guess that's the answer. Without me, he can shine.
"Makoto, he needs me. Makoto doesn't usually laugh, but he laughs in front of me. Hey Reichung, Makoto laughs in front of me..."
True harp can't live without me. Someone has to block a hole in the heart of the true harp that has been poked open. And I'm the only one who can block that hole.
Besides, he's an idiot, so he steps out even if he knows he's going to fall.
It's distorted (snoring) to a scumbag with abilities beyond foster care.
If someone doesn't support you by your side, even if it's the wrong way, you'll keep pushing. That's the true harp.
In foster care, if you were a little dumber, and weaker, I'm sure you'd have had my place.
"All right, shall we leave the weak noise about this? I don't have time to be depressed. We also need to gather information on Sugiura."
I jumped out of bed, and when I got out of bed, I walked out of the warehouse.
Sometimes it's a good idea to spoil stupidity. I was refreshed thanks to you.
I'm supposed to be out of the warehouse, sitting on the couch in the warehouse for some reason. Next to that right sits Makoto, and next to the left sits a kid bitch, both of whom are hugging me in the arm.
"Awesome! There's a big bed, there's a fridge, there's a washing machine! Plus it's air-conditioned, it's easier than your brother's apartment room! It's hard to smell a little moldy."
Kid bitch holding onto my left arm, shining her eyes and looking around.
Apparently, the kid who came running after school joined Makoto waiting at its entrance on the beast road in the woods behind the warehouse and came to the warehouse.
It looks like an old warehouse, but I'm surprised it's full inside, and I'm in a good mood from the side of it.
"That's right."
Makoto, who is swelling his cheeks, answers the words of the shaggy little bitch.
Makoto, who is holding me to my right arm, has been in a diagonal mood since he came into the warehouse.
At first, I thought you were in a bad mood to be interrupted by the kid bitch, but things are weird.
Then I heard a rumor with Sugiura and wondered if that had damaged my mood, but that also seems different.
Because the material about Sugiura is on the table in front of you.
The material was created by Zhenqin to hide what.
Makoto said he had been looking into Sugiura for quite some time. And the easy to see of that material.
If you look at the material compiled in a truly concise and understandable manner, you can see how well True Harp's information processing capabilities are.
It's fundamentally high talent to keep your top grades on a scumbag that just goes to sleep and doesn't study.
I usually tend to see the true harp sweetly because of its silliness, but I still shouldn't look at him sweetly.
And if you look at that material, it's obvious that Sugiura has a vain habit. I mean, even if you heard rumors about me and Sugiura, it's weird that Makoto gets upset.
So, rumors with your brother? You heard rumors that me and my brother were socializing, and you bent Hesso over?
You know that's a falsehood with no roots or leaves. It's the true harp who knows how much I like women.
"Hey Makoto, why are you upset? You know all the noise in school is bullshit.
He swelled his puckering cheeks and called out to Makoto, who was distracting himself from me. But no reply.
What the hell, what's not so funny?
Zhenqin's mood oblique started when I tried to get out of the warehouse. When I unlocked the door trying to get out of the warehouse, a true harp stood in front of the door. I swelled my cheeks already at that time and had tear eyes.
The kid I was with said he was in a good mood until he arrived at the warehouse. But the door to the warehouse was locked, and the minute that key opened and I came out, he got upset.
When that happens, it has nothing to do with rumors. To say that you were upset the moment you saw me might have felt something for me.
But I just lay on the bed after I walked into the warehouse, and I didn't do anything else. Nothing must have changed since we entered the warehouse.
"Hey Jinqin, if you keep your mouth shut, you won't know, will you? Looks like your brother's in trouble, and he's not gonna tell you what he doesn't like, is he?
A kid with his eyebrow butt down asks True Harp while holding him in my left arm.
The kid bitch seems confused too. I guess there's rarely any such thing as showing True Harp on the table that he's so grumpy. Besides, it's not fair because it's in front of me.
Return the back and you will say that you are angry.
"Senior Lieutenant Chung..."
Vikri and her body trembled unexpectedly at the words of a potpourri and a grunt.
"I knew..."
Makoto's eyes, who shrugged and looked at me, were stained with an obvious color of jealousy.
Cold sweat spreads through his spine at the tremendous intimidation of his tearful eyes.
Why do I get a foster name? Sure, I was thinking about the inside, but how do you know that?
Psychic? Koitz, I thought you were the owner of a lot of extraordinary abilities, but you finally woke up to superpowers?
"When we got to the warehouse, the door was locked. I thought Aoi hadn't come yet."
True harp that squeezes my right arm and utters words as he stares straight at me. The voice was quiet but contained an unusual weight.
The kid bitch who's currently holding me in my left arm is constricting. A kid bitch who says something cheesy, but that's because he knows that the true harp is sweet to him. If that true harp gets serious, kid bitch has no chance of winning.
The shrinking and trembling kid bitch looks like a jean dog whose husband scolds him and drips his ear off.
"But Aoi was inside. I was inside, but I locked the door. I've never locked a lock before when I knew I was coming."
"Oh, no, that's..."
"Tighten the key because there's trouble when you're seen, trouble when you're asked, and that's what happens. But Aoi isn't like that. You always thought of me best, and you never even tried to make a secret out of me. So when Aoi knew I was coming, he never tightened the lock. It's all to open my heart, right?
Words that can be described as rash without precipitation in rap. The lack of precipitation tells the true story of no stray in the true harp.
Are you sure? That I was thinking about being in foster care. I had locked the door to the warehouse. That's all.
"The ring that Senior Foster Chung had, on the back of that ring, was engraved with initials and letters. Atoa, Ethereum to Saint (Akira). And family, family. Warm family, that's what Aoi sincerely wants. I gave the words to Senior Foster Chung. I understand what that means."
He pointed out about the ring and accidentally distracted himself from the true harp.
Rikanaka only showed True Harp the ring once, as far as I can tell. When Makoto and Rikanaka first met in my room, Rikanaka tried to give way to Makoto to calm down the runaway Makoto.
I didn't receive the true harp, but it was then that the true harp saw the ring.
"For Senior Foster Chung, I know how important that ring is to you painfully well. But he tried to give me the ring. At that time, to be honest, I felt angry that my intestines (annoyed) were about to boil back. I didn't think I'd give up such an important thing lightly. But it's just jealousy."
Did you realize when you saw my expression, the true harp poking precisely at the memory I was remembering?
At that time, Zhenqin was stunned. And in the end, I was softened inside. But I can't believe I remembered my anger, the atmosphere didn't even feel fine dust.
"I didn't think I could win. You have to never beat this guy alone. He admitted that I was Aoi's girlfriend. And tried to entrust me with a ring more important than my life. The truth is that he preferred Aoi's happiness to his own. There's no way you can beat someone like that."
A large amount of tears overflowed from Makoto's eyes staring straight at me.
"I was, I was grumpy because I felt sorry for myself. Because the door was locked and I felt sorry for myself driven by jealousy the moment I thought Aoi was thinking about Senior Reichung. Aoi deserves it, not me."
"No, no!
Grabbing Makoto's shoulder away from me with a trembling voice, overflowing tears and a cramped grin with his right hand drew him forcefully.
"You're not completing yourself. You're my own meat potty, shake your back if you have time to worry about crap."
He turned his right hand, which was grabbing the shoulder of the true harp, onto the back of the true harp and held it tight.
I buried my face in my chest, pressed my voice to death, and cried a true harp, my chest almost ripped open.
It is a fact that we cannot forget to be in foster care. But he doesn't need me. On the contrary, if you stay by my side, he won't.
"Your place is next to mine. Don't let them get away with it. Stop thinking shit if you find out."
True harp cried out in my words. I cried like a child.
Is it true that what you said to Zhenqin was directed at Zhenqin? No, that's what I told myself.
My only place is next to True Harp. If I lose my harp now, I'll lose my place. I'm afraid of that.
"Ao Weishi is kind, because she always thinks of the true harp best, so the true harp gets more and more selfish! I want to be like Senior Rikanaka! I want to be a strong, cool girl! It's a shame Aoi Shin can't do true harp!
Makoto slaps me in the chest, holding me tight and making my voice absurd.
My heart was somewhere relieved by the way the child was wasting his time.
Yes, you are an idiot. He's clumsy about clever jerks, and he's a troubled guy that annoys my hands.
"Strong, cool meat potty. What a wish. You look good for me to trick you into falling, you idiot."
Foster care is too strong. He's too dazzling for me right now.
Because they poke at the reality of how weak and brittle I am.
Even without me, no, he shines because he doesn't have me.
That's why I chose a true harp that wouldn't shine without me.
Because True Harp will need me, I'm sure, forever.
"Um."
Looking up at the voice raised from next door, the kid bitch holding me in my left arm was looking up at me with his jit eyes.
"If you're going to squirt, could you just do it for two? And where do I turn my jealousy?
In that pale tone, Makoto, who was burying his face in my chest, went away sassy. And he's turned that way while turning it bright red to his ears, fixing his messy uniform.
I had forgotten the existence of the kid bitch refreshingly. I guess I forgot the real harp too.
"Looks like you two are having a blast alone. Oh, with Senior Rikanaka, I don't know, and no. It's totally outside the mosquito net, and no. They told me to come because I was going to teach them how to do my best, and this is it, and no. That's all right. You know I'm at the bottom, in order and in sequence. But let me just say one thing."
True harp shivers in a strangely prolonged kid bitch tone.
Makoto, who had made his sister a priority to do anything, had completely forgotten his sister's existence. I guess that's all foster care is for true harp.
"Who told you to give me three days?!? Who said I was corrupt in three days? It's annoying! I don't know how good a woman Senior Rikanaka is, but whoa! Where did my tutoring go!
To the barking kid bitch, I couldn't say anything back.
No, um, really, I'm sorry.