Yusuke was back at City Hall, he had also heard about the late moon, but he was trying to keep it as face-to-face as possible.
I still don't know what to look like.
The deep moon was heartless and moved his washing hands.
The water was cold, and as I washed my clothes by hand, my hands were bright red. Because the jeans were also washed, they were now cold protected by a layer of tights on a knee-length skirt.
The laundry was near the drain on the park road. Water from the river is provided by the side in polytanks. Let the water in the flat barrel creep and shave the little clothes of the children.
(Yu's clothes...... good to have)
The deep moon is blurry and thoughtful.
Yusuke brought the girl from the garrison, but she had no change of clothes and prepared it from the luggage she had loaded on the dump. Children's clothing for boys, but it suited the girl's atmosphere well.
Seems like he's been exploring all over City Hall lately, with Ryuji. Although the girl was more of a way to make sure she was safe than playing. Even after Lunshi recovers, he will always be by his side.
It used to be worse. When Lunshi was gone for surgery, he was so depressed that he seemed pathetic to watch. I held my knee and sat down the whole time.
I usually make a sharp vibe out of it, but I guess not on the inside. Naturally, Lunshi is a junior high school kid. It's weirder to show perseverance.
(I hope you feel more at ease...)
I don't know what experience you've had, but there seems to be a deep distrust among adults. I don't relax, and I barely speak to the late moon.
I just don't feel the distance anymore than I did before.
(name...... will you tell me someday)
Dry the tightly squished clothes and underwear onto the rope given to the nearby tree. Though sunny, temperatures are low. It will take some time to dry.
Looking up at the blue sky, the deep moon turned back.
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On his way into the government building and to the sanitary squad's stuffing, Deep Moon stopped frightening.
At the sight of Yusuke and Makura were there.
I'm talking about something.
Deep Moon tried to hide somewhere, but Yusuke noticed this one before that.
Eyes on each other.
That alone makes me unable to move.
They cut the story off, and Yusuke walked over here. Are you going out again, hanging field bags from your shoulders?
"Ah, of..."
The late moon is for words,
"Just fine. Do you have time now?
"... Yes"
"Hey, come here."
Up the stairs was an unused room, close to the roof. There is no one around.
The light of day is shining through the window at the desk hanging indoors.
"Ah... of..., this..."
Feeling the sweat on his body, Deep Moon asks for Yusuke's appearance.
Regardless, Yusuke began to use the luggage in the bag as a desk.
When the package was unwrapped, the deep moon breathed.
"It's..."
It was a knife with a rustle and an automatic pistol held in a holster.
Yusuke took the knife,
"Turn around."
"Huh...? What!?"
And he turned his back forcefully, and lifted up his jacket, and the deep moon gave me his hand, as if he were upset.
"Takemura-san!
……
Moving Yusuke's face, Deep Moon looks up to your back.
"... chi, I want a proper explanation. What is this?
Yusuke thought hard,
"Did you hear about the missing and the suicide?
"Ah...... yes.... I heard it was my heart."
"I don't care how it goes, there are dead people out there. It's not safe inside City Hall. Beware of that."
"No... … but not inside City Hall if you have a weapon…"
"Is this how it's gonna hold up so easily? If that bothers you, it doesn't make any sense."
……
With Yusuke's hand, a knife is applied to the belt portion of the skirt on the deep moon. It is also thin and the whole thing is thin, so you won't know it from above your jacket.
"Try to pull it out. Slowly."
To Yusuke's words, Deep Moon laid his hands on the fearful knife, looking at the wolf. When he held down the sardines with his left hand and grabbed the nibble with his right hand, the knife fell out after the resistance of the soot.
Skinny, stiff, steel blade.
The deep moon stares at its fullness as if it had been enchanted.
"Okay, that's enough. This way next."
Yusuke returns the knife and takes the pistol.
"Try it. There's no bullets in it."
The deep moon gave me the sharp, blackening shape of the automatic pistol I was given.
"Just remember the safety device and the aim."
As Yusuke nods at me, Deep Moon takes a shooting position.
Slightly open your legs and rub the grip with your right hand, wrapping it around with your left hand.
Yusuke took the arm of the deep moon, looked up, and corrected the aiming.
"You have an answer on the tip of the gun. Aim so it overlaps the dent in front of you."
"... here's the thing?
The deep moon collides with a noisy voice.
"When you aim with your right eye and with both eyes, are you aiming off?
"… the same"
"Fine then. Try pulling the trigger."
……
Squeeze your fingers.
Kachi, along with the feeling that there was a recoil. Yusuke pushed me hard.
"Wow!?
The late moon treads unexpectedly.
With his back supported by Yusuke, Deep Moon even struggled to rip his heart apart.
"This is what recoil looks like...... It's no big deal if you know what I mean. Anyway, don't fall when you shoot. That's all you have to watch out for."
"Yes, sir"
"You don't have to hit anything. If you threaten the ceiling with one shot, they'll freak out."
That's all I said, Yusuke took the gun and went back to the field bag. safety devices, while loading the magazine,
"Don't tell anyone about the gun. Don't use it until it's critical, even when it's difficult. It's a last resort."
"... Yes"
"The knife is for your protection, so you can get away with it. But guns aren't good. You'll never be seen. What to hide..."
Yusuke's gaze observes the body of the deep moon from top to bottom.
Uncomfortable with that feeling, the deep moon changed its posture, calmly.
"... under your clothes. Hey, shirt up. Wind your belt."
"Uh... ah... ha, yes"
Yusuke squirts inside the field bag and begins to prepare his belt.
Side by side, Deep Moon slammed his shirt up to the navel area.
Around the waist is exposed to a soothing outside air.
I felt my cheeks have fever.
"Wrap this around."
The brown belt was handed to me. In the center, an empty holster is fixed. It has an open mouth diagonally and also has a fastening like a lid. They're going to put this around your back.
"Huh..."
Use the fastening holes to the limit to prevent the belt from slipping off your stomach.
"Can we go?
Yusuke stood behind him.
"Yes, I'm fine..."
"... if you're up there, you won't be able to pull out your gun. Almost down there."
"Ah..."
The belt position is adjusted so as to ride on the lumbar bone of the deep moon. Yusuke's hand blurred over his skin.
I trembled at it, and Yusuke stopped as surprised by the big reaction.
Awkward silence stirs.
…………
Deep moon snuffed up his shirt.
I can be self-loathing.
Even though I didn't think I should be aware, my body reacted.
It's the body of the deep moon, less untouched by Yusuke. This proximity reminded me of every night in the supermarket.
"... of..."
……
My heart pulses.
There is no one around.
Yusuke's hand glances at the belt so that he can get lost.
Her right hand rested on her hips and she was softly pressed to confirm her skin's memory.
"Huh...!
That alone disturbed me in the deep moon.
I get the exhale I pushed to death.
The man's, tingly desire came through, as it was in the signs.
I'm letting it grind.
It's my fault.
(I need to be...)
With a nagging pain in his chest, Deep Moon thought.
An intimate sight, seen underground, of Yusuke and Makura.
I knew at a glance what kind of relationship they had.
I couldn't think of anything that day, but as the day grew, there was a sense of backwardness.
Makura, a doctor and pillar of City Hall, and Yusuke, who can do anything by herself.
Even from the late moon, I thought it was a good combination. The character and atmosphere are the exact opposite, but they both dictate the whereabouts of City Hall.
In doing so, I...
Waterwork makes me catch a cracked hand.
(No... not me...)
If I do anything extra, I'll get in the way of both of us.
That was miserable of me.
When I tried to never move my will.
The air broke loose.
Yusuke's hand goes away.
……
……
The two took a silent distance.
Yusuke turns his back and takes the gun from his desk.
"... just put the gun in it and pull it out of the holster once"
"Yes......"
From then on, he sifted as calmly as possible.
Softly put your right hand on the gun Yusuke put in your back.
Rip the grip, open the clasp with your thumb, and slowly pull it diagonally up.
Deep Moon held the gun with both hands, taking care not to touch the trigger and safety devices.
The cold pile of iron crept into the palm of his hand.
"It's a last resort, though. Don't hesitate when using it. If they find me, give me my name."
……
Staring at the gun, only one question remained.
Yusuke looks up and opens his mouth small.
"... Takemura, why are you giving this to me...?
"I told you earlier"
"... not... I'm already acting separately, I'm someone else, but why..."
……
Silence ensued.
Yusuke's gaze wandered through the universe as he explored the past.
Eventually, pompous,
"When..."
Interrupt there.
The late moon waited still, but no more words came out.
Yusuke, as he pressed his sigh,
"... it doesn't mean anything."
"... Really?"
"Farewell. You're right, it's someone else. Protect yourself."
Goodbye.
I guess there's nothing more to do with this.
The late moon sealed off the thought of coming in various ways.
Hold the gun to your chest and bow your head deeply. Praying that his voice wouldn't tremble,
"Thank you, thank you. Until now..."
"... well, do it fine"
"... Yes"
Yusuke packed his bags, but he didn't want to be seen on his face in the late moon, and he was still nagging.