Levelmaker

"... this is my half life"

Lil told me a lot about what his life was like.

I see, the number of wounds engraved on that body, remembered from the first time I saw Lil naked, tells me it's all true.

Nevertheless... it's amazing how you've lived that way, retaining yourself so far and being well personalized.

Extreme, but it's not an exaggeration if Lil says his mental age is stopping at 5.

"I see. It's not something I could have said anyway because it's about the other world... but let's just say it was harsh."

"Lil..."

Lil is still looking at us with her eyes that are about to cry.

I'm trembling as much as I've ever seen.

No... by knowing Lil's half life, you said something about hating Lil.

"Hey, Lil."

"Become... what?

"Lil's half life figured it out.... That was hard. Everything you said and did together is now satisfactory. By the way,"

"Wahoo."

"Where are the elements that make me hate you?

Lil looked at her eyes as if they were open and empty. My eyes are badly congested and just a little shock is going to overflow my tears.

"Eh... because... well, dirty and dirty... oh, and you mean I'm not very decent out there... well, less educated... more importantly, more importantly, I'm already... scratched..."

What... what is that?

I looked at Lil's face with a slight glance and decided to state my thoughts on Lil's answer.

"We've been together for the past few months, and you know I don't even think about who I am. The upbringing... seems to be smarter than me already, but I'm trying to wear it right now. I fixed the wound. Think of yourself like dirt, if you still have that kind of heartbreak... I'll fix it."

"Hehe..." Lil muttered, finally losing what he had been holding back, and a large amount of tears began to flow from his eyes without clamping.

Open your mouth, keep your eyes on me, like a waterfall.

"So, but wow. Me, yeah, it's purposeful and dirty. Here, here, the reason I tried to tell you this story, Ri, when I talked to you in front of my parents, I thought Shaw was going to hate me, and I started talking, and I should have told you sooner."

With a trembling voice, Lil talks about one thing after another she can't forgive herself.

One after another, as if you were trying to hate me, to the point that no one cares about anything that trivial anymore.

As if it were even penance.

"That's not all. Besides, I'm _______."

"Hey, Lil. You want me to hate you?

That's what I asked.

Lil keeps her mouth shut to utter what she said before she was talking, and it hardens again.

No, it's barely my neck. Don't look shaken by me.

"Don't you want me to hate you?

Lil nods with such a slight vibration that he can't tell if he's just trembling.

"Then why are you just telling me what's wrong with you earlier? Can you tell me why?

When asked so, Lil answers with a tremor again after moving only her mouth with a mognon and acting like she could apparently take a deep breath.

"'Cause really, someone as nice as the show... I don't know what to do... Hate it, hate it..."

"No, isn't it from Lil who's been confessing? And I accepted that, didn't I?

"Ah... here, I confessed... the flow on the spot... or the explosion of emotions... oh, because I just thought it was something that would be turned down then"

Will this be the story after all?

Apparently Lil doesn't trust me when I say I like him more than once.

Is the usual way of confessing love wrong?

I don't know.

First girlfriend in my life... no, she's the first and last girlfriend in my heart already... not enough love? Not enough?

Well... I'll tell you what I like about the first name.

"Look, Lil. This is the last time. I've already told this story many times. I did it many times. It's a story we've done over and over the last few months since we met. It's really the last time, so listen up."

"Ugh, yeah."

I breathe in.

Lil looks at my face with a serious look.

... I'll tell you.

"I like lil. I like the cute part. I like how you laugh at my stories. I like how you try to do everything against me. Regardless, I like it if you don't exhaust it. I like to react happily when I do something. I like it, I like everything, I love it!

Lil is staring at me with a pompous look on his face.

My father and mother just seem to shut up and watch me and Lil.

There's nothing wrong with my parents being here except me and Lil, is there? Let me keep bluffing the truth.

"I'm talking about things like what I just said, things that I usually despise myself about, and what's wrong with that to me! So, please. Don't ever suspect again that I hate Lil or that I really don't like Lil. This feeling of mine is not a lie. I'm not lying! After this… if you are anxious, if you are anxious, say what is anxious. Say it. I'll answer that every time. And vice versa. Tell me how dissatisfied you are with me. I'll fix it.......... say it again. Whatever Lil thinks of Lil, no matter what Lil does, I love Lil with all my heart."

I ran out of words.

It's like just around here... no, everything else seems to be stopping time except for Lil's unstoppable tears.