Desperately scratching the crowd and moving forward like sewing, my vision suddenly opened.
"Dude..."
Looking around, the walls of the crowd formed at three hundred and sixty degrees around. The flash of light instantly happened everywhere, and people's whispers were gathering, making them loud and shiny.
This is no longer a bit of an outdoor stage.
At its center, the confronting brother and Makoto, inside the shape that breaks into those two. Exactly triplets.
The three of them seem to be in a state of antagonism without uttering a word. The surrounding crowd also sat back and watched the condition.
"Oh, brother, I'm a little embarrassed..."
The kid bitch holding me in my left arm is about to dive behind my back for saying that.
"And don't worry, it's normal to think so. That's right, me too. This is pretty embarrassing..."
This is like a stage actor, then. That's all the attention I get from the crowd, and those three are the things that can often be left flat.
I don't want them to think I know those three if possible, but I can't say that either. Leaving it alone would make things worse.
But in foster care, I was disappointed in you. I was hoping you'd pull the two apart well, but you didn't mix them up and stare at them. It wouldn't make sense to bring you here.
"Hey, hey, are those two joining us?
"Huh? There, wow, what's that twin-tailed girl! Hey, sweetie!
"Is it your brother next door? Is that your sister? It's a manly outfit, but it's probably your sister, right?
"Your sister sounds scared. I hid behind your sister, sweetie."
"Beautiful, stylish and a little boyish, but I admire your sweet sister and all that"
The voices you hear hissing are clearly directed at me and the kid bitch. Besides, they seem to think me and the kid bitch are sisters.
Why would I be a kid bitch's sister? His sister is admiring him over there. Besides, I'm not wearing any women's clothes today. Then it would be my brother's choice.
I'm dissatisfied with what you think of as the kid bitch's brother, but it's a hundred times better than what you think of as my sister.
That's right, I don't think the appearance is that similar, but I don't look good, and kid bitches tend to catch eyes. Maybe they thought he was “brother” around there.
Besides, the kid bitch will obviously look nostalgic to me, and that's why if he's my “brother," maybe he can't help but think so.
Shizuka, you must evacuate once.
"No, no, I don't want to be alone."
"Having said that, we're going to have to stop those three. That means it stands out. If you don't want to be ashamed of yourself, just evacuate."
"I hate to be embarrassed, but I don't like one more. Then I'll be with your brother."
The kid bitch trying to hide behind me held my left arm tight as she hugged me. Because of this, my arm is pulled critical behind me.
Ouch. Ouch. My arm doesn't bend that way.
But it could be the key to making things better for the kid bitch to come along without running away.
I tried to work with Rikanaka to separate my brother and Makoto, but the inner part of the core of it was mixed with the two of them. You shouldn't expect much.
When that happens, I'm the only one who has to make things better, but maybe I can't. Even if I'm divided, if I distribute me one in three, I might be able to handle it, but I just can't divide either.
Then I'll have to do something on my own, but I know that's impossible. In other words, I want to borrow the cat's hand.
And kid bitch, but he's better than a cat's hand. No, there's something surprisingly cunning about it. Especially when you use your weapon to say you're a child and you're good at pinching waste.
With that, we might be able to do something about True Harp and foster care. It won't work for my brother, but one brother will do something about it.
"Soichiro, I'm more or less going to know what's going on. I may have something to say, but please, pull here. Makoto, don't waste it like a child, please."
A voice inside that sounds quiet. My brother, who is confronted with True Harp, looks sideways with chills at the foster care that is in the shape of a break between those two.
True harp on the other hand was distracting his gaze from the middle of the inside at first sight. But when he eats and binds his teeth and tightens his expression, he stares at his brother.
I don't know the look on your face because you're turning your back on us, but your voice in foster care is clearly stuck. Anyway, I desperately persuade you, and your desire to keep you two apart is passed on to Hishihihi.
He's in foster care, I knew it was weird. Though I thought he was going to join the war, it's a good thing he didn't forget the purpose of separating his brother and Makoto. But something is wrong. Doesn't he look like he's in foster care?
"Senior Foster Chung is here to help, isn't he? Why don't you run away? Pervert of Bracon"
"Running away? I don't know why. Isn't it you who wants to escape, Makoto? A slutty dog."
And the staring brothers and Makoto curse each other.
"Okay, so both of you calm down. I'm here, which means Mr. Castle Island's nearby, right? Mr. Castle Island doesn't like to stand out, he's very annoying, and he's worried. If you think of Mr. Castle Island, you both need to calm down, right?
Inside to hold both of us back. But the tone is not mild. I mean, he's stuck, or he seems in a hurry.
In front of the two one-touch instant states, you frightened? No, the liver is quite seated during foster care, where exposure is mainly taught. I would deal with this plainly.
The whole place is in a hurry.
Earlier, when he put me down and went to the two of us, he said it was a "bad situation”. That's what's catching on.
It was inside Zhong who said to see how things were going. And it didn't seem like he was taking a heavy look at things in foster care at that time. It rushed out suddenly and headed towards the two of us.
Why was he in a sudden rush when he was in foster care? They were arguing, but that was no different than when Inner Chung was flat. So you're saying you felt something dangerous about the contents of the dispute?
No, only pudding comes out remembering.
But what do we do? I think the best thing to do is to join up in foster care and keep them apart, but the truth is, foster care has been sending me signals since just now.
While I'm in foster care with my back to me, I'm interrupting the two staring at each other, turning my right hand behind my back without looking at this one, waving its palm.
It doesn't mean come here. He's waving his palms sissy, like he told me not to come this way.
Do you think the damage will increase if I join you? And are you confident that you will rule things by yourself?
No, I don't think so. Something's wrong with the rush in foster care. It's not the purpose of sedating the noise, I feel that it has a different purpose.
When I join up, I feel such personal feelings that it's not convenient for me to be in foster care.
And he's in foster care, and I didn't know he'd treat me like I didn't need it.
Put that aside first, I have a very bad feeling about it. So instead of joining the inner circle, you decide to move independently here?
"Shizuka, if you're willing to help, listen carefully, I'll give you a mission."
I whispered to the kid bitch trying to hide behind me as I put the three of them in my sight.
"Heh? Oh, yeah. I'm ashamed, but I can help you if it's for your brother..."
I was frustrated with the answer I returned.
Help me. "I can give it to you," okay? Why are you eyeing me from above? Sure, I'm the one who started the noise, but it's more or less your sister's fault that the noise's gotten so loud. My sister should feel responsible and move on and try to converge things.
Right, well, I'm saying I'm gonna help, and they're kids, and we should be happy with our anger here.
"Things are weird in foster care. Seems like there's a different purpose to converge things."
"Really? It just seems like I'm convincing you two."
"Sure, but I have a bad feeling. Because you are overwhelmingly lacking in information inside, you don't usually know inside, so you don't notice the discomfort. The current foster care is distinctly different from the usual"
"Phew, heh, heh. So, what am I supposed to do? If it works out, do you get any rewards?
As always, the kid bitch trying to hide behind me has been looking for rewards if the mission succeeds.
No consideration from the top. So you're not moving? That means you know exactly what I'm going to do when the kid bitches get me into trouble.
Don't hang tight.
"How about a sloppy soft and beef tongue lunch box?
"Bubu, that's damned. I promised you my brother would buy the soft and beef tongue lunch box. That's not what I'm talking about. I'll make sure you buy the crooked soft and beef tongue lunches, and I want nothing else to reward you"
"Knock."
Come on, you bastard, look at people's feet. There's a lot to be desired. That's why they call me a kid bitch.
"Then what do you want? I'm telling you, my parents are wealthy, but I'm not. I'm cutting up my monthly living expenses and saving the rest of my money while I carry it over to the next month. I've saved a lot in the last two years, so I can afford some, but I'm not buying very expensive stuff."
Initially, I was saving up a trick every month trying to get on my own sooner or later to never go home again. But by starting to teach Zhenqin, the expenses became scarce. Most importantly, expenses are necessary to teach meat potty. We can't scrape there, so we just have to keep the cost of living low and live in the tunnel.
That's how I saved the money. I want to avoid wasting it if I can.
"Sa, I'll buy you a purse, a bag or clothes. But you can't have branded products. You don't have to be a brand. You got a cute guy or something, right? Take care of yourself. I'll buy you a new one if it's old enough to use it like a harp or a real harp, but I don't want another one because the fashion is over."
In foster care, he really likes to have things. If you value that much, you can buy something new.
True harp, I value it in a different way. They cuddle, roll, lick and chew, so you're wearing it badly. No, I know I value it, but it feels like a dog cares about his owner's stuff, or something.
"Not like that..."
A whisper I heard from behind. Isn't that what this is about? You mean you don't want a purse or a bag?
"Then what do you want? Like a bike or something?
Looks like the kid's going to school on foot. Well, I guess it's because the school is close to home, but lately it's been running all the way to our high school. If you want a bike because it's tough to run, then it's not a problem to buy it because it's a necessary expense for discipline.
But I'd like my parents to treat me if possible. Your house is pretty rich, isn't it? Besides, you're drowned out by your parents, aren't you? Wouldn't you buy me about a bike if I asked? I don't know about the Ogasawara family, so I can't say it strongly.
"I'll take care of what your brother gave me. But I don't need anything right now."
You don't want anything? What a philosophical thing to say again. If it's not something, what do you want? If I say love, I'll kick your ass.
"Then what do you want?"
I asked behind my back, harrowing from the inside that I was going to say something terrible.
But he's common sense, unlike a true harp. Safe in that regard, but because you're that idiot's sister, I can't lose my mind.
"Oh, uh, the..."
It conveys a sweeping movement from behind. And I heard whispers hesitating to say it.
Isn't it a pretty penetrating wish that a fucking busy kid like you look at people's feet and force them to take consideration is hard to say?
Don't say love or anything, please don't say love or anything. My whole body itches just thinking about it.
Besides, your sister is good enough to say and do what she flies. Sisters, you don't have to fly around, do you? Be normal as you are.
"Eh, I like the reward. I want you to see Shizuka properly instead of following Shinji..."
I was wondering what impossible challenges would pop up, and that's what I heard.
I thought you said you'd teach me how to reward you for keeping your meds off.
But the kid bitch is right, the kid bitch from me stands in the position of a true harp. But that won't help. I'm basically not into kids, and being a tulpeta is one thing that doesn't inspire me right now.
Is the kid bitch feeling my mood, too? That's why I've asked for such consideration.
"Okay, fine. If I'm going to teach you, I'm going to“ see ”you. But does that mean you can't get out of hand because you're a kid? Don't regret it, okay?
Yes, I answered behind my back, and a hidden kid bitch peeked into my face.
"Ugh!
And I nodded with a slightly blushing but full grin.
I didn't have to say love or anything to help. If it's true harp, I'll tell you.
That brings us to a negotiation. Then let's get down to business.
"The task I give you is simple. Zhenqin has been leaving you here lately, but it doesn't change that you're her precious sister. But if I give you a signal, make a scene."
"To?"
"It's going to be remarkable, but it's no longer possible to sort things out inconspicuously. If I give you a signal, scream it hurts even in the stomach and make a fuss. That way, Makoto and Rikanaka will probably rush over. In that gap, I'll get my brother out of here. See?"
"Oh, yeah, okay"
It's a very simple operation, but it should work great. If the kid bitch complains of ill health, the true harp will also change the color of his eyes. And he should definitely turn to caring for the kid bitch in foster care.
It's unpredictable how my brother moves, but no matter how he moves, I'll force my brother out.
However, the act of making a scene in front of a large crowd can be quite shameful. For this reason, I would like to take the role of making noise, but if I make noise, the three of us will get together, and if we do not solve one thing, the noise will increase.
Kirbitch, I'm going to strain you, but you're the only one who can do this.
Speaking of anxiety, the kid bitch made a scene and I took my brother out, leaving True Harp, Foster and Kid Bitch here.
I thought it would be safe to be in foster care, but the whole place is suspicious. Can I leave this place while Makoto and Minaka are together?
The most disturbing move I've ever seen in foster care. We're now trying to persuade the two of us, and there's a chance that we can keep things converging.
My only measure is insurance, and it's a last resort. I can only hope that my bad feeling doesn't strike me.
But as much as I hope you don't hit me, my bad feeling swells. Because of this, a cold sweat spread through his cheeks and wiped the sweat with the sleeves of his jacket.
"Yikes! My stomach hurts!
Bikun and his body jumped to the voice that suddenly rang from behind him.
What? Huh? Now the scream is a kid bitch, right? Huh? Hurt, what?
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! I'm hungry. - Whoa!
Looking back, a kid bitch grabbing my left arm with one hand was nodding and screaming on the spot.
Sounds like a lot of pain. This is no big deal.
I had abdominal pain in the operation, and I was going to make a scene and turn to True Harp and the awareness in foster care, but no way did my stomach really hurt? That's bad, I need to get you to the hospital right away.
"Shizuka, are you okay? I'm calling an ambulance right now, so wait here!
Once he knelt on the spot, he put his hand on the kid bitch's shoulder and spoke.
There was a lot going on, maybe he was mentally tired. The stomach may have cramped because of it, or it could be a more dangerous condition than that.
Hospital anyway. If it's no big deal, that's fine. We should take him to the hospital just in case.
I stood up and tried to rush out, and my jacket sleeve was glitched and pulled.
Looking back, the kid bitch I've been leaning over and screaming about was teary-eyed with a bright red face and looked up at me with a bewildered look.
"Eh, it's an act. Your brother told you to act and make a scene. And yet your brother catches on and what do you do? Ugh, so embarrassing..."
That's what I said. A kid bitch looking around while crouching. I didn't notice because of the rush, but my surroundings were gloriously zapped.
"Huh? That twin-tailed daughter, does her stomach hurt?
"I heard you say acting or something. I mean, isn't this, like, some kind of practice where stage actors do street performances and build their guts?
"Oh, yeah, I see. People sing songs a lot, but acting practice is rare. You know, it's funny."
The crowd, who was having a conversation with Zawazawa and Zawazawa, began to applaud him in a grand way. Apparently, the kid bitch acted funny.
"The three over there, the guy's super handsome, and the two girls are cute, aren't they? That's the triangle training ground act, right? Is this set up to know someone from those three?
"You're more of a sibling, aren't you? Your sister is boyish and very pretty, but your twin-tailed sister is cute with different digits, isn't she? I wonder where you belong? I want to go see the stage."
"Come on, I don't know the stage or sappy. But the sisters are about to be beautiful and cute, so I guess we'll be on TV sometime? You might want to sign it within the moment."
Shit, the kid bitch is making a scene, and the crowd's interest is being directed at us all at once.
Kid bitch, hey kid bitch. You said you'd make a scene after I gave you my signal, didn't you? You said it for sure, didn't you? That's why we're making a scene without a signal.
"And Shizuka, you, why did you scream?
Feeling his face cramp, he looked down at the crouching kid bitch and inquired.
"Heh? Why, brother, you waved. Wasn't that the signal?
A kid bitch is saying that while he cares about his surroundings with a bright red face.
Did you wave? Was it when you waved and maybe wiped your cheek sweat with your jacket sleeve?
"Oh, I just wiped the sweat..."
"What!? If I waved when I said I'd give you a signal, you'd think it was a signal! Then tell me in advance what kind of signal to give! Shizuka's not bad! I didn't say it right. It's your brother's fault. Hey!
A risen kid bitch dyes his face to a pearlescent color to burn, making a desperate excuse in tears.
No, excuse me, or this is that one, it's my fault I certainly didn't set the signal.
"Su, excuse me -"
"Shizuka!
I swelled my cheeks puckedly and tried to apologize to the kid bitch who stared at me with tears, and the voice of the true harp rang from behind me.
Looking back, True Harp rushes here with fierce momentum. And when I arrived at the kid bitch's in an instant, I jumped with the momentum as it stood.
"Shizuka! It hurts so much!? Let me see!
"Hih!? Hiha!? Hey, hey, true harp! Don't roll! There are people here! There's a lot of people here! Don't try to take your clothes off in here. Whoa!
Makoto, bouncing on the kid bitch, held the kid bitch down with one hand, cleverly using the other hand and sassy unbuttoned the blue P-coat the kid bitch was wearing. And he's rolling up the thin peach sweater he was wearing inside, trying to check his belly. A kid bitch who resists all that true harp behavior, but it's a waste of money. It can't even be rivalled by the true harp.
A wild cheer rising from the surroundings. He was delighted that the men in the crowd, especially the true harp and kid bitch, considered their behavior a color service.
Regardless of how cute True Harp is, look at Tulpeta's kid's belly. Is it such a pleasure? That's not the case if you're discussing it calmly.
"Hey, Makoto, calm down! Shizuka's in trouble! And maybe abdominal pain is an act! If it's true, there's no way Mr. Castle Island is standing around!
A late arrival foster broke in between the harp he was trying to strip and the kid bitch who was desperately resisting being stripped.
"Senior Reichung, please don't interrupt me! Shizuka can't help but feel painful when she gets cold! I must have forgotten to put on my yarn pants! But if I stroke your pong, it'll heal!
"Put it on. Go! I'm not wearing any woolen pants! How many years ago did you say that? So don't try to roll your skirt!
"Relax, Makoto! Oh, my God, you're totally forgetting me! Jojima! Don't be confused. Stop Makoto! Shizuka is going to be exposed if she stays like this!
Three of them each raise their voices as they rub together. Staring at the state of it, I felt some signs from next door.
Looking next door, my brother stood at some point.
"Why don't you just bark at the mess and end up unanswered? But, well, that's all I've got."
My brother, who said so and sighed heavily, is laughing when he sees Chillari and me.
Is that it? This situation where my brother is beside me and the two idiots and foster careers are rubbing together.
Maybe it's a chance, huh?
"Huh, brother! Why don't you have a cup of coffee? I know a good store! Let's go. Ugh!
I looked up at my brother and screamed, and I rushed out forcefully when I took his hand.
You'll soon find out that the kid bitch's abdominal pain is an act. In other words, he seemed to have noticed.
The operation and the muscle path have changed considerably, but the kid bitch's noise served the purpose of distracting True Harp's consciousness from his brother.
Then you can't miss that gap. If you miss it here, Makoto, who realizes the kid bitch's abdominal pain was an act, is likely to blow a fight on his brother again.
"I'm happy to be able to have coffee with Aoi, but I'm worried about your brother if he runs and falls and gets hurt! If Aoi asked you out, your brother would never say no, huh? So you don't have to rush anything so fast, do you?
My brother is saying something, but he ignored it and kept running, breaking through the walls of the crowd.
I'm worried about leaving those three alone, but without my brother, True Harp would calm down, and after that, Inner Chung would do well.
It's disturbing in there, but let's not think about it now.
Leaving the station and entering Arcade Street, he headed to an open cafe where he had previously stopped.
Last time I stopped by the cafe with handcuffs and foster care.
It's dangerous to keep your brother away from those three, even if you keep him away from True Harp. You should stay near the station so you can move as soon as something happens.
You should also email your current location inside.
"Are you sure you want to stay here?
He stopped running and stopped, pointing at the cafe as he bounced his breath and asked his brother.
Unlike me, who's out of breath, my flat brother grins.
"Oh, okay"
My brother, smiling, said and nodded.
"By the way, Aoi, your brother is just happy, but can we keep our hands together?
I lowered my gaze at the point where I was horrified with my brother's consent.
There was my hand squeezing my brother's hand.
"Oh, excuse me!
Pah let go of his hand and raised his hands.
"Ethereum never apologizes. I told you I was just happy, right? It's just that Ethereum seemed in a hurry, and your brother is sad when he remembers later and thinks it's disgusting. I just thought I should tell you first."
That's what I said and reached out to my brother, and when I put that hand on my head, I stroke him gently.
I don't feel bad about my brother or anything. It's just embarrassing, or something.
"I miss it, it used to be something I used to walk with my hands off Ethereum. Aoi liked to walk along the pavement. Ethereal fiber singing happily when I pulled her hand was really cute. I'd like to go back to those days if I could..."
There were tears at the edge of that narrowed eye of my brother, who smiled gently.
I remember very well. I remember walking down a path in a sprawling countryside with my brother in my hand.
In the spring, small flowers blossomed on the side of the road, and seedlings of blue rice spread on one side per side.
In summer, in the presence of a brilliant sun, grew rice was powerful and I liked to see the entrance clouds floating in the sky.
In the autumn, the golden rice ho drowned in the wind as it draped its heavy head (Kobe), and a redneck was dangling through the sky where the sardine clouds floated.
I liked that idyllic landscape, but I wasn't happy because I took a walk.
I was just glad I could walk with my proud brother.
My brother can't beat anyone. My brother is the best at everything. And kinder than anyone. I was so proud of my brother and walking away from him was like I was awesome too.
Even I want to go back to those days if I can. Besides, if I knew what happened to your mother and father, I'm sure this wouldn't have happened.
"Shh, I'm sorry, I'm soaked in sentiment"
My brother wiped his fingers off the tears in his eyeballs and stroked my head again and walked out to the cafe.
I didn't cry, but I rubbed it with the sleeve of my jacket because my eyes were swollen, and it followed my brother.
I order coffee and the clerk over the counter gives me a paper cup with coffee.
"Oh, thank you for waiting. Oh, it's an original blended coffee…"
Its voice and hands were trembling violently, and its face was red as it burned.
"Oh, thank you"
The grinning brother said so and received his coffee from the clerk. But my brother's smile seemed somewhere sad.
I'll get my coffee, too, and sit at the empty table.
Because it is an open cafe, you can see people walking around Arcade Street, but the gaze of passers-by doesn't really bother you, thanks to the planting trees and potted trees surrounding the cafe.
"I guess it's still special, those three are"
"Huh?"
My brother, who carried a paper cup to his mouth and sipped the coffee, shrugged in a sigh of fu.
"The same goes for the clerks earlier, but those who confront me generally react in the same way. I'm used to it, but I'm really tired."
Brother with a lower brow butt and a smile.
The clerk who handed the coffee to my brother was obviously aware of my brother. But I guess it's natural. It's a beauty you rarely see. Nervous and natural.
If the clerk has spoken to me before, even my brother is likely to respond flatly. He was a customer service professional.
"It was a shock the first time I spoke to Mr. Reichung. Instead of being conscious of me, she looked disgusted. I thought she was funny."
"For the first time, is that when I was in elementary school?
"Oh, you were in sixth grade when Aoi was in primary school. I was worried about the girl that Aoi was obsessed with, and I told Aoi in confidence that I had spoken to Rikanaka."
You look at me like you're sorry for saying that, brother.
My brother and I first met in foster school when, ostensibly, I was in middle school. Until then, my brother and I didn't know each other.
I went to the same elementary school, so it's not surprising that I've seen it before.
Yet it seems my brother was in contact with me inside in secret. But well, my brother could be, because I've already given up a lot around there, so I don't care.
But back in Little Six, the look on his face in foster care was really scarce. I've often found out that I don't like the inside.
"When I first saw Makoto up close, it was more than Mr. Rikanaka's shock. For Makoto, I was only Aoi's brother, and nothing more or less. It's natural, but it was natural."
True harp, well, he's all kinds of things. I'm a beautiful girl if I keep my mouth shut, but I'll be childish if I do it in front of someone I've forgiven my mind for, and I can't read my behavior by flying.
Besides, Jinqin used to give his brother a bare gesture from the beginning. If you deal with the true harp of vegetables, you can naturally feel shocked and fresh.
"A lot of women use color eyes on me, but mostly have they been caught looking or looking for gold? I mean, I know everything isn't, but I really see it the way I wear it. But those two were different."
That's the same for me. I don't like women who get caught in my looks either. But I'm still the best. Unlike me, who has a feminine appearance and shape, my brother is a masculine beauty. The woman you're going to tell me about will be different from me.
I mean, I don't have that much experience with women telling me that.
I've been told many times that I look hot, but I haven't really been hot.
"Shizuka, that kid would be in a similar situation to me. I don't think that's the case with a kid who's so blessed with appearance. That's why we need Ethereal Fiber. The flat scolding Ethereal fiber is fresh and should be more important to her now"
That's the similarity, the kid bitch's mood seems to be falling out on his brother.
The kid bitch has normal contents, but his appearance is a little off. You must be going through a lot of hard work.
"Both Rikanaka and Shizuka are really good kids. The fact that I love Ethereal Fiber above all is very good. Especially since Mr. Rikanaka is considerate. She'll hold on to Ethereum."
I turned my gaze away from my brother, who stares at me and talks. My brother has always been embarrassed.
I don't know what my brother meant, but he definitely seems to like what happened in foster care. Submissive and attentive foster care would be convenient for my brother as well.
"But Makoto, she's not. She's really scary."
"Huh?"
My brother's voice suddenly stuck, and I glanced back at him in surprise.
My brother, who has laughed so far, was staring at me in the face.
Horrible? Well, he's like blowing a fight on my brother. Terrible, or horribly stupid?
"It was dangerous today. I got nothing because Rikanaka broke in to distract me, but without Rikanaka, I might have been killed."
"What, corn? Yes, no, no matter how much. It's..."
Killing him, is that true harp? You can't. My brother is skinny at first glance, but he has been learning Kendo and Judo since childhood with his father's educational policy. Even when I was a kid, I had no enemies, and now I should be even stronger.
But my brother's fear is not there. With remarkable athleticism and mastery of martial arts, my brother is not a militant, he is a brainchild. Brainiacs who worked out their bodies and minds, nothing so nasty.
Besides, you can't kill people on a real harp. He can't do that. Absolutely.
"Oh, I misled you, I'm sorry, it's a metaphor to be killed"
"Metaphor?"
"It doesn't mean you're going to lose your life, it means you're going to lose mine."
"Will?"
Turning back from his true face to smile, his brother put the paper cup he had in his hand on the table and put his fingers together as he attached his elbows to the table.
"I almost got swallowed. Should I say I was about to get rounded up? I understand what she's saying. I understand, but there's nothing I can do. But if you'd told me, I might have broken my heart. She was trying to poke so hard at the core. She's scary, really..."
Core? Core is what my brother and Makoto were arguing about, Pudding? Is there a core ahead of the pudding?
No, no, you don't have that. If so, was there something in that contention that my brother feared?
Even as I try to recall, the contention about pudding is burning intensely in the back of my brain, obscuring my other memories.
"Perhaps Rikanaka noticed that. If I left Makoto like that, I might have fallen in front of Makoto. In that case, I could be hostile to Mr. Rikanaka. She remembered the crisis in it, and I guess she cracked it and went in. She's a pretty kid."
The brother's words reminded me of the discomfort I felt inside that time.
I was indeed in a strange hurry. He also said it would be a bad thing.
"The great thing about Mr. Reichung is that he left Aoi to interrupt by himself. If Ethereal Fiber had also interrupted with Rikanaka at that time, Makoto would have definitely stepped out. Mr. Rikanaka, I guess he was calculating that far. You're both amazing."
That's what I say. A brother who takes his seat slowly. I just stared at the brother.
What the hell was True Harp trying to say? Are you saying that True Harp has enough cards to break my brother's heart?
I'm very curious about what that is, but it won't tell me if I just ask.
I don't know, I'm not afraid to ask.
Probably about me.
"In the meantime, I'm relieved if Mr. Reichung has joined us. She can take care of Ethereum."
My brother walked out, standing beside me sitting, put his hand on my shoulder.
"And tomorrow my mother will go back to her parents' house, so I'll come back. The departure is scheduled for around the evening. I'm not saying I can't, but I want you to drop her off if you want. I care a lot about telling Ethereum the truth with the help of alcohol."
The brother who said that and slapped me on the shoulder with a pomp stroked my head and walked out when he smiled gently.
Is my mother leaving tomorrow? I don't care if they call me a drop-off. I don't want to see your face now.
Besides, is my brother leaving? Well, then brothers lined up to make breakfast was the last time this morning.
If I knew, I would have let you take as many pictures as you wanted.
"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot to tell you something important."
Looking back at the voice I heard from behind, my stopped brother was staring at me.
"It's about my son-in-law's adopted son, but your brother won't admit it. If you really want to talk about it, do your best to convince your brother. But your brother's tough, isn't he?
The brother, who said so with a full smile, turned his back on me when he returned his heel and disappeared into a wave of passers-by going out of the cafe.
Ha, I knew you'd find out. I thought so.
After spending some time in the cafe, I checked my phone.
I emailed him my current location inside, but he didn't reply to me instead of showing up at the cafe.
If anything goes wrong, I'll call you. To say that nothing is wrong is to say that there is no problem. Or so chopped up that I can't even reply?
No, you should look at the gap and contact me to see how stuck the feathers would be in the middle of it. But there was something wrong with the inside.
"Try to find it"
I emailed him to leave the cafe inside again and, if he was unable to rendezvous, return to the cafe, and left the cafe behind.
It was the square in front of the east exit of the station where the three of us broke up.
As soon as I went up the stairs and the square was in sight, I fluttered and laid my hands on the wall.
There are more people than just now. Are those idiots still in the square? And are you making a scene?
I was driven by the urge to go home, but there's no reason to leave me alone. Besides, Rikanaka will be sitting in my room until the next room is empty.
He approached the crowd with a sigh of relief and looked around as he stopped there.
Maybe the three idiots aren't making a scene, and the three idiots have already left the scene. And the current noise may have nothing to do with it.
Well, eighty-nine out of ten, I guess three idiots are making a scene.
I looked around my chest with slight expectations, but there are no three idiots. I thought, I found a kid bitch shrinking in the corner of the square.
Oh, was the kid bitch leaving? Then the rest will be the two idiots.
"Shizuka!
Running over calling the kid bitch, the moment the kid with his face up caught me in sight, he stood up and blew me like a bullet.
"Brother!
"Guuuuuu"
And he kept eating his head in my stomach.
"And, hey, what the fuck are you doing all of a sudden... Ho ho, ha"
"Shit, it's tough, bro! Shinji and Senior Rikanaka since your brother was gone!
I felt a slight dizziness at the kid who was suing me so desperately.
Right, after all, is this noise caused by those two idiots? I thought so.
But in foster care, what are you doing while you're attached? What?
"I want to go home and sleep now, but capture the two idiots..."
I don't have a brother, and you can handle just me.
"Capture... I think you should leave without"
A kid bitch with a blue face, pulling and shivering, pulling and urging me to go home when she held my left hand.
Are you going to abandon both of us? He's ruthless.
"If you're going home, it's after you capture the two idiots. If you want to go home, just you go home."
"And I don't know, do I? Because if you regret it, you don't know it, do you?
Kid bitch who still eats at my word. But he didn't seem to want to go home alone, so when I walked out, he followed me.
Damn, I regret it... did you think the idiot started doing something really stupid?
Oh, I kind of really want to go home. It's starting to feel like I should go home with the kid bitch.
Still, I still couldn't leave the two idiots alone, scratching the crowd to the center.
"I won't admit to being Aoi's girlfriend!
"You've said that many times, haven't you? Makoto-san's terms to be her are nobody else's, Makoto-san said, right?
The real harp I heard and the voice in foster care. True harp seems angry, but there seems to be plenty of room in foster care.
I mean, it was depressing to think you might even be dancing naked, but you don't seem that bad.
He proceeded as he scratched the crowd and opened his sight. There, just like earlier, no, Shinji and Rikanaka were staring at each other directly from the front because my brother was gone.
A true harp that eats and ties its teeth and shoots and kills its inner body, and a foster body that flatly receives the stare of its true harp and even has an extra grin.
Apparently, the foster care has gone back to normal. As my brother said, were you afraid and in a hurry that your brother would be rounded up in a true harp?
Then take the harp and pull it off. What are you doing in foster care?
Obviously, there is a noise rising from the neighborhood telling me to do more.
"Like I said, that's what Makoto said, right? When you get breast milk, you can be Mr. Castle Island's girlfriend."
"No, that's fine, but just go away"
"But it's not, is it? Because I'm going to. I mean, if you're pregnant, you're out."
"Knock."
"Parental approval."
"Kuh."
"I'm going to make a baby with Mr. Jojima, and I'm going to give her breast milk."
"Ugh, uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Repentant? Hey, repentant? But you have a better right to be her if you breastfeed her, right? You're responsible for what you said, aren't you? Right? Ma, Ko, and Chan."
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
A true harp with tears on his bright red face, roaring with regret as he ate and bound his teeth, and a cheeky, high laugh on his left cheek.
Hey, what the hell are they doing...
"Look, that's why I said I'd regret it. We've been talking about breast milk for a while now. I'm embarrassed to be with you..."
I heard a kid bitch squeal and his stomach ached tight.
True, kid bitch was right. I should have abandoned you.
As I felt my vision whitened up, I walked out towards the two idiots.
"I was just there! It hurts, Mr. Castle Island. I hope it hurts!
"I'd love to. Whoa! I can't hear you, I can't hear you!
I ended up pulling the ears of two idiots and silently reached home.
"Brother, you're so tired"
I replied with all my heart to the whining of the kid bitch following me back.