I walked a few hundred meters or so and saw the blue bench and the translucent rain covering it.
Next door, the sign on the tail stands flat.
It's the bus stop I usually use.
If you get in from here, you arrive in front of the station in a few minutes of the stuff.
Of course, my foot could move faster than an automobile or something, but I wasn't in that mood today.
I wanted to travel while I was thinking.
Sit back on the bench and circle the blurry thoughts.
The murder weapon that holds off the dragon, where shall I bring it from?
I made a plan to throw a bun in an abandoned car, but it wasn't that easy to find.
You're still unplanned, and I get spooked by myself.
Worst case scenario, why don't we buy a used car in that area?
If you think you're going to save the lives of all Tokyo's citizens, it's probably a cheap expense.
Still treating nearly hundreds of thousands of objects as consumables feels resistant though.
... I wish it was a conveniently abandoned car somewhere.
"I don't know..."
Put your legs together, and roar if you don't.
That's how the bus comes and the door opens with the pshoo and the air.
We'll be there in a minute. Looking at the smartphone, it had already been nearly five minutes since we arrived here on the bench.
Every time I get older, I feel the physical speed of time is increasing. It is a terrible thing.
I got in while meeting the driver and sat in the back seat.
I don't see any students or salaried people because it's what a halfway hour it is to be just over 10am.
The surrounding passengers focus on housewives and the elderly. Probably going to the supermarket and become a hospital.
Looking into the front diagonal seat, the mother with the baby sat down.
Around thirty years old, she's a truthful woman. The face itself is neat but weary on the expression.
Is the child's night crying intense?
Will it turn up the fever all the time?
Is it troublesome to do vaccinations?
If Elsa had lived, this must have just been the way it was. By now you would have given up your child with me and lived a stormy life with three parents and children.
"Help me raise more, Kaiske," what a common stupidity. I'm "busy over here," but I help you change your diapers clumsily.
Every day is physical work, but it's so full.
Even though such a routine might have been available.
Yet it's all been lost.
There's nothing I can do.
Seeking something that's gone doesn't mean anything.
It is now. I'm pretty sure part of me is dead with Elsa's flesh, and I'm pretty sure it won't heal anymore.
I'm broken. I know it myself.
If the dragon pukes someone's wife, it'll increase the number of miserable people like me.
You can't do that.
Absolutely... no.
Not if you're choosing the means.
"... human life is paramount."
I don't know if I can touch the law, but I can't help it.
Try to tell yourself, and I'll look around the car.
What about throwing this at you?
After lowering the passengers, they try to throw all they can at the dragon.
That old chauffeur would then naturally be taken responsibility, which would still create an unfortunate person.
Naturally, but rejected.
Do I still have to cut my own stomach?
You're really doing the power under the edge.
Now the world still treats me like a weird magician's old man, so I'm insatiable.
Well, living as inconspicuously as possible is the path I've chosen.
When I grow up, I fully understand the correctness of the adage that the pile that exits is struck.
So it really starts to move around.
If I had been a younger brave man, I might have suddenly made a grand appearance of confrontation with a dragon, but the prudence that comes from age doesn't allow it.
... younger brave man?
Besides, there was a stranger who was making a penny out of standing out.
I had a bad feeling about it somehow, so I visit the video posting site from my smartphone.
'Divided JK' and typed in, searching in great haste. Swallow the spit, and look at the screen with the thought of praying, please, make me grow up.
but things were going in the worst direction.
[I can't beat VTUBER or anything! 50% more punches!
What a retarded title, I found Kana Tachigi broadcasting live.
In a uniform that looks like an ass, he throws up a dialogue that keeps him on track with, "Sa, will you save the world?" etc.
Besides, this is totally different from your usual voice. You, and I want to stick it in, it's a voice on my nose.
You can even say animated voice.
Wasn't he a boyish sports girl?
So when I was talking to you, I remembered that you had a very good voice.
Apparently, if you want to earn plays, throw them into pride and other dobs.
I'm wearing a wig, and I'm wearing makeup. The chest looks stuffed. I'm not dressed to fight from anywhere.
It's fun, like the high school girls before they went to the concert.
"Well, I'm gonna storm the dragon now."
Hey, shouldn't we stop...
But assuming Kana wins here, it's a good thing. There's no need for me to leave, and the world will be at peace.
I don't know how far you can fight with this guy's status, but well, if you want to do it so badly, why don't you just do it?
I don't know anymore, and I was starting to feel kind of thrown away.
Even rotten, brave man.
You're not going to die.
While I observe Kana walking in a cold mood while showing off her underwear, I follow the comments section with my eyes at the same time.
This video posting site serves as a mechanism for viewers to display written texts in real time.
I thought it might be some new information about the dragon...
"White"
"White."
"That's white bread."
"Koma?
'Uh, this is a virgin, isn't it? My Virgin Sensor just reacted. "
"Three centimeters of sensors."
Unfortunately, I don't see a single constructive opinion.
It is precisely toilet graffiti.
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"If it's white bread, it's virgin."
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"Advertise."
"What the hell?"
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today! Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today! Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"What's this scary?"
"That's Kotehan's" Aya. "I'll advertise that magician all the time, so don't touch it."
"Too Much Warota"
"When you run out, you're gonna stick a virus or a brachra link all over it, so you're never gonna talk to me."
"What happened to that old man's fan base?"
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
"Magician Keisuke Nakamoto, starring in Yoruobi at 20: 00 today!
Is Ayako free enough now to leave a comment on the video site?
That means Philia's babysitting is going well, and I feel safe.
Heh.
When I feel safe - maybe I'm paralyzed by too much emotion of fear.
Isn't that amazing? You're living with this crazy fanatic, me.
I can forgive you because you look like a beautiful girl, but the original appearance genre is a girl who deserves a psycho horror. I feel cold with this......
I shudder and peek out the window with my side.
The station is already approaching that point. If we wait for the signal, we'll be there in a matter of seconds.
Kana in the screen also keeps walking slowly toward the city hall.
If we keep this up, it's going to be about the same time that Kana makes contact with the dragon as I get off the bus.