Genocide Online ~Playtime Diary of an Evil Young Girl~

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The sound of dust and rain coming from the outside... I somehow didn't feel like going home or playing games, and I sat with one knee up on the steel staircase of the abandoned building all the time.

It doesn't know when it will collapse, and the windows are actually cracked, rotting rusty, cloudy and spreading weak sunlight through the rain clouds to get inside.

There are holes in the roof that seem to have taken a steel staircase attached to the outside of such an unreliable building, and the rain water that entered from there flows down and washes away the blood of the small animals I played with while wetting the uniform skirt.

Otherwise, if the wind blows a little, the rain grains will easily change course and hit me on the cheek to get wet.

……

On my face, which supports one standing knee with both hands and on which I lay down, my wet hair sticks to my cheeks... making me feel a little sick.

Play by moving your other extended ankle around, but the leather shoes just bounce rain and the socks absorb the rain and get heavy.

You spend dozens of minutes like this, and your body is completely cold because you were exposed to the rain and wind, and your exhaled breath somehow looks white.

... then I suddenly ran into that twin in the game and pretended not to see him since the perverted gentleman taught me.

As always, I have supported myself by disseminating myself in the game and enjoying myself.

Of course I enjoyed playing with my friends and spending all the time I liked in the game... there are no lies there.

... but at the same time, there is something that has been smoking inside my heart.

Brothers and sisters who resemble my loathsome adults... it's emotionally difficult for them to be compatible with them.

But if that's... what my mother prepared for me to spend normally.

Maybe it's something my mother left me at the end, something that I've been working hard for.

In fact, I've only been lucky for a few years after my mother's death... and I've never had a friend with Matomo.

Were you afraid of that?

It was a complete coincidence that I found the game, and if I hadn't played it, I wouldn't have met Hannes, Yu or Maria.

In other words, my mother was afraid.

Is it okay to surprise you, or will you keep turning a blind eye and putting the problem ahead of you... what kind of consequences it will have for me?

... it's all because of that man and that woman that you think it's hard not to answer.

"... is that so?"

Can't you see? It's an old photo. "

Why is there a picture of a mother I don't know?

"There are lots of pictures you don't know."

But there's a picture of me... and a strange baby.

Don't you remember? Little Bow and Justice. "

"... why are those two...?"

Yes, that's right! Lina-chan has met Xiao-ju and the others...

"Please don't open your mouth."

......!

Answer me, is it real?

It was taken when you were three when you were the creepiest.I can't help it if I don't remember. "

Please look at me and tell me. Are you talking to yourself?

"Now get lost. Reiko forced me to take it, but I don't remember... I don't think I need it anymore."

"... please don't decide on your own.All the pictures of my mother are mine. "

Ha! Can I see us?

"...... Still, it is."

Whatever you want. Unlike me, you have few memories of Reiko... and you can only trust those things. "

...... Huh!...... I'm leaving.

Guests are coming. Stay away from the Mansion for a while.

"... you don't have to tell me."

... since that day, I don't know what I'm feeling... or what I want to do myself.

……

Even if Yamamoto-san takes care of it and grips and opens his right hand, it doesn't make any sense to just convey the pain to the brain.

Why should I be so bewildered... no, it's because my mother is involved.

Because my mother's presence intervenes in the usual behavioral guidelines, I'm like a machine that spits out errors in conflicting instructions -

"--You 're staying here, you're gonna catch a cold."

Your blurry voice is coming down from above your head, as if you're forcibly dragging up thoughts that fit deep.

"... Masaki-san?"

"... what's with that damp side?"

When I raised my face and looked back up, Masaki looked down at me with a white nose.

Were you looking for me to see how politely you had your second umbrella?

"I don't know what happened, but they came to me worried."

"... is that so?"

"Yamamoto? I've been looking for someone who looks like a butler... and doesn't come home at the usual time."

"He looks like a butler, not a butler."

"... seriously, that's the Hua race"

What is it about sitting next to me without asking deeply and saying that other people were worried about me and worrying about my pants getting wet?

Isn't this how you came to find me to go home?

"Strictly speaking, I'm the head of the proximity team, who bundles butlers and servants and handles all the details of the house."

"That old man was in such an awesome position, he sounded weird...."

"It's too late to be worried."

"... that's right."

After that, I will stare at Masaki-san's side of the conversation and keep his mouth shut.

Even though there are only such drawers, is it him who is trying to challenge you?

"... in the game, I found a new dungeon."

"... heh"

While listening to the story of sudden switching, I stuck it on my cheeks and stuck my disgusting hair with my fingers on my ears.

"Which one will be the first to attack or fight? Of course it's sashimi."

Are you sure? I don't have the support of my people. "

"Ha! I've decided enough about you by myself!"

No, I told you because I have obedient men, and it's strictly like I'm fighting at a full party... but if Masaki-san looks like that now, he won't back off even now.

"... I see, shall we race?"

For now, I just want to distract you.

"......... okay? Come seriously?"

"? Well, I'm serious about it."

Hmm, I don't know.

Did you answer something you dislike?

... no, I can't tell you what the cause is at this time.

"... it's about to get dark and even worse in the forecast."

Really?

"Really, I see! I don't think I can play games if I catch a cold!"

Is that what you're saying?

"That's what I'm talking about!"

Well, shall we go home today?

Nh!

"... did you buy it for me?"

"It's as big as a plastic umbrella you can buy at a convenience store... here, I'll drive you halfway home."

Receiving a plastic umbrella from Masaki-san, a heavy waist that was easily raised more than a dozen minutes ago... I will open the umbrella and follow Masaki-san's lead down the stairs.

"... you don't have to tell me otherwise, but you don't have to rely on others to take care of yourself."

"Lina? I don't have to ask what happened... but? Even if you can't ask someone for help, just take care of yourself. "

"... yes"

Respond quietly to words you heard somewhere.

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