Five years ago now.
Chocolat Chocolat, then thirteen, lived in Wang Capital with his parents.
The rampage by Childrens forced her to evacuate temporarily, but the compartment where she lived was not involved in the battle and safe.
And some time after she came back to King's Capital with her parents - the hell began.
"Ha, ha, ha!
Chocolate was running alone through a crazy city, shaking her peachy hair.
I hear screams and laughter from everywhere, corpses roll in the streets that were always crowded with people, and flying dragon-shaped chimailas in the sky.
Near the castle gate, three locations east, west and south, also appeared giant monsters to block the exit.
"What is this... what's going on... Huh!
It came too suddenly.
Chocolat had been playing with friends until earlier, but she suddenly said, 'Kukeyeeeeee!' And when I thought that I had screamed like a bird, I walked with all my might and hit the wall, losing consciousness as it was.
Of course I tried to help, but that's where the werewolf Kimyra showed up and preyed on her fainted friend, so she fled in a hurry.
Chocolate herself felt headaches and tinnitus, but not as affected by Origin as her friends.
Then Chocolate kept running this far without stopping her legs.
When I remember that sight of a friend being eaten, my nausea creeps up.
It makes me sick, my chest gets heavy, and I want to stop.
But senseless stillness leads to death.
The best way to avoid it was to run to the grump, move your body, and blank your head.
"Huh... Huh... Father, Mother... Huh"
Chocolate was headed home.
There are parents there.
I just hope the two of you are safe without going crazy and without being attacked by monsters.
The city gradually began to be engulfed by fire.
Buildings, trees, humans - all sorts of things mixed with the smell of burning, just breathing in made me sick.
Same thing even if you don't think about "that sight”.
Continuing to run, combined with the fact that her strength was draining, Chocolate puts her hand on the wall and vomits.
As he remained in that position, he raised and lowered his shoulders and breathed.
Once you stop, the next time you run out, it takes time.
Before this hellish sight, let's just keep getting attacked by monsters and die like this - what a head over my head.
Shake your neck left or right and kick the negatives out of your head.
"Seriously... sucks..."
As he leaned down, Chocolate said to throw it away.
Then - gasp, and from behind the door behind me, I heard footsteps.
Is he a survivor?
No, even so - there is no guarantee that its survivors are decent.
When Chocolate hides herself in the shadow of the building, she asks how the person came out of the door.
It was a person.
For once it was a chocolate to relieve me of not being a monster, but my expression immediately frightens me.
The woman who came out was wearing makeup on her face with blood.
Instead of bathing him in return blood, he was painting the spilled blood all over his face himself.
Probably not my own, due to the absence of scratches on my body.
And she leaves the house whining about something with a bump in the forward position.
"I'm free. I can't help but see why you have to bind my freedom. I'm not bad. Dead, killed, what's wrong with that? I'll let you do it on my own, so all you have to do is sound like a dog, and that's it, and you'll spill out and I'll be fixed and happy. Because when I'm happy, there's something I want to do, and I can't do that alone. Oh, why, how come I'm not like this? I didn't kill, I..."
Maybe that was a line of words that made no sense.
But when I hear it, it's going to suck my sanity out.
Chocolate blocked her ears with her hands and closed her eyes all the time.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Shortly afterwards, the woman was attacked by a middle-aged man with an axe that suddenly appeared, cracking her head in two.
Even with the blockage, from a slight gap, the sound came in like a mess and maggots, so Chocolate pressed his hand against his ear even harder.
The man laughed, erecting, repeatedly slamming an axe at the woman.
The woman has already run out.
But I can't stop exercising up and down.
That sounds like a sex metaphor.
As a result of Origin's interference, the path was incorrectly connected, such illusions appear to be happening.
In other words, one of the three greatest desires has been replaced by an intent to kill. It is dangerous.
Either way, he doesn't seem to be that long.
Because when a flying flying dragon-shaped Kimyra opens her mouth all the time, she stumbles on his head and takes it from her neck to the top only.
The body that lost its head collapsed to fold straight with the woman's body as it bled out like a fountain from the neck wound.
"... if you're dreaming, wake up"
Turning away not to look at the body, Chocolate said as she prayed.
But the sight remains the same.
As she chewed her lips gently, she left the spot and hurried to the house.
Fortunately, neither the firehand, nor the small Kimaira roaming the city, has come this far yet.
The damage itself seems to be smaller than in other districts, and there were times when it was different from the survivors.
Some of them had the courage to provide evacuation guidance, and he tried to lure Chocolate to the exit of the city, but she shook her head sideways.
My parents first.
It's impossible to escape by yourself, physically or mentally.
And we reach home.
The door is not open and there is no sign of Kimyra or the madman.
At ease for one moment, Chocolate stepped inside the house.
"Father, Mother!
For a thirteen-year-old girl, she called the two most dependable beings.
They were all in the living room.
My father turned to Chocolate and said:
"No, it's not."
My father put my mother on the table,
"This is different, Chocolate. Your mother attacked me."
Put your hands on your neck, weigh in a lot.
"That's why I had no choice. Your father's not bad."
My face was discoloured and I kept killing my mother's body, which I couldn't move anymore.
"Not bad, your father's not bad. Hey, you are, aren't you, Mother?"
Chocolate had just seen something similar to his father's eyes staring at Chocolate.
Friends eaten.
The woman who came out of the house.
Speaking of which, there were several people with those eyes in the wrong place.
In short, there's madness there.
No madman had ever attacked me, but a madman had been born.
Most of all, it couldn't tell Chocolate if that was due to Origin's influence, or the madness that arose because what my father was saying was true and consequently killed my mother.
The only clear fact is that my father, he's out of his mind.
But that's the same thing with Chocolate.
She had several options.
Ich. Leave yourself to fear, scream and run.
(d) Bet on the possibility that my mother is alive, and thrust my father.
Sun. Affirming my father and appealing to him to be on his side, I take that asylum.
If you were a decent person, you would have chosen between the first and second by leaving it to your emotions.
But now Chocolate, survival instincts outweigh emotions.
I was amazingly calm myself, intentionally, if I realized it - I had chosen nature and third.
"Right, I can't help it. If you get attacked, you have no choice."
Drop words that are not in your heart with all your heart.
"Yes, I have no choice. There was nothing I could do about it!
My father laughed happily and put more strength into his hands.
My mother doesn't move anymore.
Sad, of course.
But I wanted to mourn it after I survived with my father.
"I can't help it, I can't help it! I just had no choice but to kill you, so I'm not bad!
Otherwise, because I felt like I was going to be killed.
◇ ◇ ◇
Wang Du changed his name to Concilia and the scars of the tragedy were fading slightly at the time.
Even if it is in history, it is somewhere else.
But Chocolate was still in the flames of the day.
"... n"
Hair stretched out to her shoulders is usually fluffy and lightly permed.
But he was dreadfully awake, as blurred as a bird's nest.
Chocolate scratches her head lightly like that, her eyes look grumpy and narrow.
"Is that your dream..."
I can't forget if I want to.
In the end, Chocolate couldn't - mourn her mother's death.
He fled with his father, temporarily took refuge in the countryside, was involved in the reconstruction work of the Wang capital, and now lives with his parents in Concilia.
If I wanted to cry, there should have been a time when I could cry.
But now, okay, as I put it behind me to try again next time, time has passed - and it's too late (...).
Chocolate felt like sleeping twice, but I felt like just seeing the rest of her dreams anyway, so I whipped her on her heavy body and got out of bed to crawl.
And when you get to the bottom of it lightly, you head to the living room.
"Ohhhh..."
When Chocolate says so,
"Morning, Chocolate"
My father, who was watching the newspaper, looked up and said so with a smile.
At the same time, he seemed to listen to the audio flowing from the radio, and Chocolate had always admired 'That's something to do clever'.
'So here's the news of the day. Recently, the King decided to open a full-scale investigation into the legacy discovered underground by Mr. Fram, commonly known as "Tokyo, the floating city" - "
Chocolate stops lightly and shows interest in the news.
Flam Apricot, a hero, of Concilia - no, he's a popular man in this world.
I actually let him try to save the world from the Origins, so naturally.
Chocolate, also the victim, had longing feelings for Flam.
But it is surprising because a person named Fram walks very normally around there with his wife without getting on track with all that admiration.
Asking for autographs and handshakes, you'll be ashamed, but you'll take it comfortably, and when you see someone in trouble in the city, you reach out first.
I guess her popularity means not only achievements, but personalities like that go hand in hand.
"If you care, you'll be able to live comfortably in the Grand Mansion."
Chocolate to crush one person.
That's what my mother said to her, making breakfast in the kitchen.
"Don't just stand there, sit down"
……
Chocolate stares silently at the back of her mother carving vegetables with a ton of tongues and a knife.
My mother looks back and talks bitterly, feeling strange about her signs of never moving.
I don't know if he's sleeping.
"It's not like that."
"Then you're an even weirder kid."
"Chocolate's been around for a long time."
"Hey. The school teacher also told me that unusual behavior is noticeable."
Parents happily talk about Chocolate's childhood.
Now when he looked at his father, Chocolate lay down her eyes lightly, exhaled, and sat in front of him.
"And Chocolate, you're early today"
"Yeah, 'cause there's a planting or something"
"Aren't you rather late for a cake shop? That shop was open at noon."
"The manager doesn't like to wake up early."
"Hehe, you look like that guy. Mr. Tische, could it have been?
"Yeah, that's definitely the name"
"Sure. It must be your master, isn't it?
"I call you Master, I'm not very familiar with your name"
A casual conversation plays.
It was a warm, very common family morning.
The menu in front of the chocolate is all I liked when I was a kid.
"I'll have it."
"I'll have..."
"Yes, go ahead"
When all the dedication is lined up, Chocolate and my father join hands and start eating.
My mother laughed happily as she saw the family chewing on her cooking.
When he finishes his meal and is ready, Chocolate leaves the house early.
My mother followed me to the front door to drop her off.
Chocolate wears shoes and hands on the door.
And when I turned around to say 'I'm coming' - my mother's face, it was in front of me.
"... eh. Mother,?
When she laughs less at her, she says it in a gentle voice.
"You and Kirill get along (...)"
A chocolate that grips the sweaty hand.
She snorted silently as she swallowed the saliva.
◇ ◇ ◇
Around the same time Chocolate left the house, Cyril came down from upstairs with a sleepy face.
"Oh dear..."
Rubbing his eyes, he speaks to the flam and mill kit that line up in the kitchen to make breakfast.
"Hi, Cyril."
"Good morning, Mr. Cyril"
Cyril said as she approached the back of the flam sooo close, looking at the back of her head.
"Awesome bug bite"
"Heh!? Ugh, no, that's what's happening!?
"You were hot last night."
"Was it that hot?
From behind Cyril, the ink that came into the room at some point glistens in his face.
"Just the flam room."
"That happens..."
Hands on jaw, neck lifting ink.
Then someone grabbed her root like that and pulled it off the Cyril's.
"This is Cyril, don't get my kid into weird stories from the morning."
"Oh, hey, it's my kid."
"It's hot here too. Eterna, how about a bug bite?
"Not done."
"That, but yesterday, a mosquito stabbed me around the clavicle..."
"That's not what I meant!
"What do you mean..."
Poopy ink.
However, from Eterna's expression, it was assumed that it was somehow “something like that”.
"Well, I told you not to put a mill kit where you can see it..."
"I'm sorry. But it doesn't make sense if you don't put it where you can see it. A sign that I love your husband that much... because it feels like"
"Nor... oh too! I wouldn't be mad if you told me that. Bye!
Flam hugs the mill kit.
The mill kit also held back quickly, and the two clamped their cheeks together with a rind.
"Fine, put more on it! And let me show you!
"Ha! Don't hesitate to put more on your husband!
"Yeah, I'll put it on!
And the usual one begins.
"... those two can't do it anymore"
"Isn't that usual?
"Yeah, I'd rather be anxious without that one."
"We're all going to be poisoned"
"But if you eat poison, you say even dishes?
"Ink, that's probably not following"
"I wish I wasn't a follower and Eterna was poisoned, too. Look, I'm here, okay?
……
Eterna turns a blind eye.
"Ah, I ran away again -! What if it's not convenient? Why? I've been there to kiss you, but I can't move on."
"I don't think there's anything to panic about, 'cause if I'd seen Eterna fall in love with ink, I'd know."
"Cyril, don't say anything extra"
"Is it extra?
"It's not unnecessary. I think Eterna should put more favors on the table. About flam and mill kit!
"So ink, you shouldn't refer to that..."
Flam and Milkit are still hugging each other and saying they like each other.
Ink was watching the two of them glittering his eyes.
I only wanted to avoid that being an ink “admirer” or “goal” Eterna, but it is already too late.
Then Eterna pulls Flam and Milkit back to this world half-strong and breakfast begins.
From the magical guide radio placed in the dining room, the news flows.
Now it's just audio, but they're planning to launch a new one soon that can also receive footage.
Aside from that, what Castor is reading out is about the human supremacy group that Fram devastated the other day.
Cyril asked Flam as he swallowed the twitchy bread.
"Speaking of which, I hear the noise the other day was actually a huge incident."
"Yeah, it seemed like he was soul-bold to terrorize everywhere at the same time and confuse every country. Eventually, they even had a coup planned."
"Your husband stopped it in a day, didn't he?"
Milkit waited at the Hot Springs Inn, so he didn't actually see the scene.
But Fram, in the basement of Flavada, in a space disguised as a hot spring facility, was derisive in discovering a manoeuvre weapon using ancient technology.
grinding that weapon with one hand that comes with a series of small missiles,
erase objects seen as nuclear bombs set up all over town with inversion capability,
travel literally "fly away” to other targeted cities,
There again we uncover the conspiracy, destroy the weapons,
After about repeating it to double digits or not,
Attempts to poke evidence at the mastermind of Concilia have also already escaped,
Flam relies on the memory of the “past" to discover a fortress named "Tokyo, a floating city” hidden underground,
Capture the mastermind hiding there...
That ended the outrageous development that seemed to make a few films lightly in a day.
The magnitude of the feat, even without actually looking at it, was well understood by just listening.
"It's hundreds of millions of times more important to spend a hot spring trip with Milkit than the convenience of those people. Thanks to you, I got some rest. Hey?"
"Yes, it was a very happy time!
"I wonder if he was really resting"
"Cyril...... I hope you don't spread it in that direction"
"Oh, sorry, I enjoyed Eterna's reaction."
"I've been a little scared of Cyril lately"
"You're waking up to the pleasure of scolding Eterna, aren't you? But no, Eterna's mine!
Ink hugged Gyu to Eterna.
Eterna protested with an annoying look on her face, "Stop during the meal," but Cyril had just witnessed her mouth snorting.
◇ ◇ ◇
"Cyril, come on in"
"Welcome"
"Yeah, I'm coming"
Cyril attending work while being dropped off by Flam and Milkit.
Then right out of the house, something hugged Cyril from the shadows.
"Shh, shh!
It's Chocolate, a junior who works in the same shop.
Cyril evaded both of those arms magnificently with the quickness characteristic of the brave man, recognizing that the other person was her.
Shook brilliantly in the sky, Chocolate dazzles Cyrillic with her jitsy eyes.
"Senior, isn't this where you spoil your cute junior hug and take it?
"I was, I'm sorry, Chocolate"
"Mmm, you're a rare and honest reflection for a senior. Even if my master always pisses me off, I'm even more pissed off."
"Because that man is too unreasonable"
"I understand."
That was the common perception of the master for both of them - Tische Sugarein.
There are a lot of unreasonable things to say and do because you are basically someone who gets through anything with temper and guts and deceives with force moves if you can't get through it.
"But the reason why seniors honestly reflected is mysterious. No longer did you finally admit defeat before my cuteness......?
"No, I don't know the“ cute junior. ”Well, it was about chocolate."
"That way!? As usual, there is no forgiveness... at all, because the junior picked you up, but not one of the greetings."
"Morning."
Good morning. Good morning.
Chocolate laughs brightly just to exchange greetings, even if they are cold.
She started walking side by side as she stuck perfectly next to Cyril.
"I didn't want you to pick me up or anything."
"What seniors want with junior sensors is foreseeable"
"I think the accuracy is too low"
"Then let me guess what the seniors are thinking to prove this power. Mmmmmmmm......!
Chocolate roared with wrinkles between her brows as she pulled her hair pinned up, just in case she sent it.
Honestly, Cyril thought it was a slightly painful trick for the eighteen to do, but she was dating a junior without saying anything because she was a gentle senior.
"Heh heh heh, Chocolate, I got it."
"Me, what were you thinking?
"Shit, I thought this junior was going to be so cute!
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"Didn't you just eat it!?
"I liked it, so I should have changed it..."
"And it was a bee one!
Chocolate going into high tension.
It's hard to make too much noise all the time, but, well, it's fun for talking to her.
That was an indisputable fact.
"Mm-hmm, how do seniors get to think more about me? Tactical difficulty is too high. Thank you, junior."
"I think I've had enough."
"Is that true? Are you in love?
"I always figure out how to keep the cake from burning"
"I'm not as burned as I say! Are you talking about that master?!? The one who misfired and burned up the sponge cake with fire attribute magic!
It was an accident that could burn every store if it was bad.
Without Cyril's power, it would have been a big enough incident to be reported on the news by now.
"I wonder how he managed to run the store by himself until I got here."
"Miraculously, you didn't have to burn the store..." Senior, that's out of the question. Come on, give me a break. "
"I missed it."
"The word shouldn't exist for seniors."
"I've been praised"
"Where is it!?
Cyril often returns some dry reaction to Chocolate, but as you can see from watching the conversation between the two of them, it was true that they were close.
So much so that I have been to play in private.
Nevertheless, it wasn't a good relationship from the start - in the beginning, Cyril had a serious “dry response”.
Chocolate nostalgic relatively quickly, but Cyril was only piercing her working relationship.
"Well, compared to before, I think he likes chocolate a lot."
"Become... what is it, seniors, suddenly dele..."
Chocolate subtly distancing itself from Cyril and blushing its cheeks.
He doesn't like it when people say the opposite to you, even though you approach it from yourself.
"It's hard to like people who don't even like themselves"
"Senior, what does that mean?
Chocolate listens back casually, not knowing exactly what it means.
Then Cyril said lightly, looking the same as usual.
"Because, Chocolate, you hated me in the beginning. As much as I want to kill you."
Chocolate unwittingly stopped.
"Huh...?
I don't know what that means - then you can laugh it off.
At the usual rate, just kidding.
I can't do that because that was the star.
And because I never thought Cyril was aware of it.
Kirill walked a little and noticed that the chocolate was stopping and looked back.
"Chocolate, what's wrong? If you don't go soon, your master will be mad at you."
Cyril still calls on Chocolate in the same way.
Is it nothing to her?
It's about the past, so is it running into the water?
Or...
"Ha, yes...... okay, seniors"
Chocolate, bewildered, followed Cyril on a small run.