In response to Luke's request, King went to Luke's designated spot on his own.
The lakeside of a tourist destination. A silver-haired boy stood at the end of the pier. Looking at his face, King feels a pain in his chest at the same time as he feels happy.
"Anyway, you could have come by yourself a lot."
Seeing Luke even thinner than he had seen before, King asks with pain in his heart.
"Actually, I'm here with pity." I didn't even tell Murdoch. "
"Hey, hey, hey."
King also smiled as he looked down at Luke, who smiled mischievously.
It's a nice place.
King said, looking at the lake, the hotel and the villa-like building. You can see tourists all over the place.
“This was the private property of a politician. He squeezed the money after we used it sporadically, and now he's under the ground. We turn this place into a tourist destination, we give jobs to a lot of people, and we feed. The politician had raped and killed and played with many children here. He said he was also a cannibalist."
"Don't suddenly talk like a bitch."
“I'm sorry, but I'm connected to something I want to talk about.”
With a bitter smile on King's face, Luke continued his conversation with a smile on his mouth and a dark flame in his eyes.
“I've never tasted the harshness or the spice of poverty. But my parents are different. My father was born into a poor worker's house. My mother... said she was a whore."
Having spoken so much, Luke takes his gaze off King.
"She died right after giving birth to me." It is said that the body could not bear childbirth. I heard he was a regular on crude illegal drugs. My father tried to make me quit drugs, but he said it didn't work. Completely dependent, he steals his father's eyes and takes drugs while he's pregnant. When I was born, I was a mysteriously weakened premature child. "
Is it because my mother was drugged during pregnancy that Luke grew up and was affected by weakness and difficult illnesses?
“Maybe so, but I don't hate my mother. I don't think the drugs are bad either. Poverty is bad. The society that makes such a poor person is bad. It is evil that a society in which wealth is not redistributed, in which it is exploited spectacularly and in which many people are forced to live in misery.”
"In Japan, the theory that society is bad is the howl of a loser, or it is said as an excuse, and the claim itself is treated as shit. Some ordinary people want to do that."
"It's a very blessed country." Or is the exploiting side even stronger than the United States? "
King listens to Luke and admires the goodness of his head. In less privileged countries, such claims generally do not arise.
"I left Japan and travelled to various countries, but I think Japan was a very privileged country overall."
A king with a complicated expression of contempt, pity, self-mockery and awkwardness.
"I think it's too much of a leap to fall in love with communism and socialism." A society in which those who can trample on those who cannot and are preying on them is also distorted. He literally devoured the weak, made them unhappy and trampled on them, and did everything in his power. It happens that the unlucky child is stolen, raped, killed, and eaten, and the unlucky crowd exercises power and rights. My mother died at that cost. "
And you're not lucky enough to survive.
Luke smiled lonely at King's clear words.
"There was only a short amount of time left." I just want to go berserk in a limited amount of time. You might not believe how I feel, but I know a little. I'm a worse life than you. "
How do you twist it?
"I'm a clone. Half-clone that copied only the body of a certain person, to be exact."
King replied with a genuine face to Luke, who asked with a sarcastic smile.
“I was born in a lab full of mad scientists and treated as an experimental animal. On the other hand, a decent education was also provided, but for the raised parents-"
In front of King, who was lonely and smiling, recounting his spectacular past, Luke had frozen out his smile.
"Have you figured out how to distort it? After all, you weren't more unhappy than you were, were you? If you're unhappy and proud, you won't lose. That's when I realized what a real madman I was. That's the first time I've been going crazy. You're going crazy, it's a terrible affliction. You don't have to suffer that much. I was crushed by madness and sank into despair, or I fought with a blade of murderous intent. I chose to fight. But it wasn't surprising that I was madly broken and losing. I was just stopping. I killed my parent and ran away from the lab. That's why I'm here. This is how you and I are talking."
"King..."
Luke naturally held out his trembling hand to King. King holds the hand in his grasp.
"But unlike you, my life is not limited." In such a part, unhappy pride might be Luke's victory. And... I understand what you're trying to say. "
King understood what kind of business it was and what Luke wanted to tell him and called him here.
Yeah. If I die and the battlefield tee time wins, please do the rest.
"You think I'm going to take over your ideals? I don't hate you, but I don't know if I can do that."
Bump into each other's tissues, absorb the losers, and create a gigantic single tissue. Ultimately, state power grows to a power that can't be beaten by the Fixers lurking behind it. That's all King agreed to. But as Luke looked at the other Vision, King felt that he was trying to press himself to the other Vision.
"If you feel like it, it's fine." I know I can't push, and I know I can't push. "
Looking at King's sinister expression, Luke laughed unstoppably for some reason.
(It's as if you're convinced I'm going to inherit your dream.)
King thinks when he sees Luke's smile.
"Let's take a walk." It's a better view that way. "
"Yes, yes."
King walks with a smile like a smile, dressed as if Luke was pulling his hands off him.
"It's like a date. We're enemies, and our men are killing each other." And yet, I'm not joking that we're flirting at the top. "
That's what King said in a joking tone.
"People who don't live longer than me can complain to me." People who have lived longer than me won't tolerate the complaint, and I won't accept it. "
"I don't know what the rationale is."
Luke, who doesn't even know how serious he is, feels pain in his chest again.
"Your illness... is there nothing I can do?"
"If I can manage, I won't be a gangster." Now that I know there's nothing I can do, I'm the boss of the gang, and I'm fighting your organization. I'm trying to make my dreams come true. It's ridiculous to try to equip ourselves with the power to fight those who are eating people, and we're trying to do it. ”
Luke's tone of voice was unusually rough, in response to King's words.
”Luke... you're the one who's dying”
King muttered as he grew more puffy.
"Why are you dying?" "Let me worry about that..." It's the first time I've felt this way since I was born, and you're the worst man in the world to die alone..... "
"Hey... that's..."
Hearing King's words, Luke stops.
"It's not just a consolation, it's something you can take seriously, isn't it?" Then... I'm too happy to be dead. You can die. "
Luke complains about his honest feelings now with tears.
"Idiot..."
King's eyes narrowed as he bent down and embraced Luke's thin body with all his might.
"King..."
"Call me Mako." That's my real name. "
Whispering in Luke's ear, Mako gently laid his lips on Luke's at first. After putting between breaths, I put my tongue in the second time and gnawed at it.