Time is two o'clock at night, a man walking on the sidewalk relying on street lights.
His destination is a convenience store just a short distance from home.
Until earlier I had enjoyed calling Miss Delight in my home room, but when the act was over and Miss Delight also left, I realized that I was hungry.
But there was no food at home, so it was midnight, but I went out.
"You said that girl, Lynn. That was adorable. Let's nominate Lynn next time!
Dive the automatic doors of the convenience store with that in mind.
Here, his life ended in this convenience store.
There were three people in the convenience store, one of whom was a clerk as old as a college student, and the other two had a larger murder weapon to say a knife like a survival knife in their hands with an eye-catching hat.
I mean, he was unlucky enough to run into the scene of a convenience store robbery.
He looked at the sight with a little dismay, but when he got back on his feet, he showed his back to the robbers in an attempt to escape, but at that moment a severe pain struck his back and he fell naturally.
After that, many times a severe pain will hit my back and I will let go of consciousness.
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"... here."
Unfamiliar ceiling.
Right, I was... saved in that convenience store?
Is this the hospital room?
I don't know because I've never been hospitalized before, but it feels more like a luxury room than a hospital room I see on TV.
I'm hurt. Why am I here?... were they transported to foreign hospitals? It's... it's not... but it's a room that doesn't seem like Japan.
It's a western-made room, put to bed.
%’”’’
Whoo!
An outsider?
$%’”’”
Languages I've never heard of...
It's a white Osama of a different race than the Japanese... than Western Europe... with dark hair and deep carved faces of Middle Eastern descent.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I'm not good at moving my body, but I'm pretty smart and naturally Japanese, but I can manipulate English, French, German, Greek, Beijing, Cantonese and Korean quite a bit, but I hardly remember any Arab languages.
... holy shit... let's just talk in english...
"Where am I? (Where am I?
”’’”
You don't speak English...
French... no.
German... no.
Greek... no.
Cantonese for Beijing... no.
Korean... no.
... is wiped out.
Oh, I left the room.
Am I left alone?
I'm anxious to see if my body can move because I feel pretty stabbed... you don't have the freedom of your body... no pain in what you say, but it's pretty nasty.
I can see a big tree through the window, but can't I get any other information?
Oh, I'm back.
Two other women came with me, but I don't think they're nurses... because one is wearing luxurious, beautiful clothes like royal evening dresses, and the other is wearing maid clothes.
Is the woman in the dress in her twenties, and the model is also a surprised blonde beauty.
It seems that the maid is not yet twenty years old, but this one is no less beautiful than the woman in the dress, no, a beautiful girl.
”’ ’”
Huh?
She hugged me when she thought the woman in the dress had said something.
You should be happy because all this beauty held you up, but my son doesn't respond... you can't help it because you're sick, can you?!
Then I decided to go to bed because my drowsiness hit me not knowing what these three were talking about.