I can't stay in a hotel designated for the neutral district on the back street for the time being. This morning I got a big look at the hub in the position of victim, but not a second time. Apricots had no choice but to rush into an affordable hotel.
Apricots with unconscious uniformed male students poured plenty of suspicious gaze in the lobby, but I can't care less.
Even from the blood on the true clothes, it seems obvious that he was a person in the back street, and he never refused to stay. Apricots also did not calculate the area and hide the blood of their true clothes.
Instead of a small, luxurious look, the true body felt tight and firmly weighed. I guess it's not true weight and contains the weight of the various gains he hides in his clothes, but nevertheless I can't help but feel the gaping with appearance if I keep carrying him around straight away.
In addition, the apricots walked much more consciously through true warmth, heartbeat and quiet breathing. I get tired and stuck in Tasmania Devil a lot, but I'm confused by the feeling that it's different again.
Check into the twin room, take off your jacket, put the true to bed with a few buttons off the top of your shirt, and then lay down with a breath of apricot as well.
"Did you treat me and carry me? Thanks."
I woke up. True says thank you. The apricot, whose consciousness was loose, points only at the true one with its head intact. I was very concerned about the apricots because they were injured, or because they had just woken up, and the true gaze directed at the ceiling seemed oddly swimming.
"I'm tired of doing first aid. He told me it was a coincidence, and he erased the line of their art."
"Are you tired? That's right... I'm sorry you brought it here, but I need you to keep the room separate. Why are you even bothering with me?
"Why, you're wounded and unconscious, and if you turn it into another room, you won't be able to deal with it right away when the enemy comes again, will you? What are you talking about?"
Apricots that are angry at true things and strengthen their tone of speech.
"Is that true, too? But it's all right now. Ask the other room."
"What do you do with it in the other room? Are you gonna call me a woman again?
"If you're not going, I'm leaving."
Tell the apricot to stay emotional and return, true in a pale tone, and get up.
"Wait. Don't do anything unsolicited when you're an injured person. You'd rather be in the same spot when they attack you, wouldn't you?
"Injuries of this magnitude have very little effect on moving or fighting. Besides, I can't be with the opposite sex right now."
"What do you mean?
An unexpected word comes up, an apricot that surprises me.
"Do I have to explain this too...... I'm a pervert who wants to kill people. Killing people is exciting and unusually sexually appealing, and if you don't hold a woman, it won't subside. I've killed many people yesterday, and the condition of having a woman near me now like that is nothing but pain. If you're bad, you can't stop raping them."
Truly, the apricots were taken aback to return answers that went beyond the expected range. It's too vivid and lacking in clapping for the lies I put on it to kick out apricots.
Seriously apricots to see the truth. This little boy with such a beautiful face is totally unimaginable, such as having such a sexuality. But he's a resident of the back street, and it's no surprise he's got some different sensibilities than a regular person or some obvious anomaly.
Apricots became more and more interested. I couldn't help but be aware that I was attracted. For the first time in twenty-three years I've lived so far with the opposite sex.
"Have you ever actually raped me for saying that?
"Yes."
True to lightly affirm the question of lightly spoken apricots. This answer was surprising, too. The quietly emitted voice and the terribly pitiful light in my eyes, I didn't think it was a lie.
"Many times?
"Just once."
"What happened to that opponent?
I'm going to ask you something hard to ask. I couldn't help but ask why. Truth is, I thought I'd be angry, but if I was, on the contrary, I'd like to see where I'd be angry, and I went into it only with a simple focus of interest.
"That's about it, stop..."
Only turn your face away from the apricot while dressed asleep. As I was told, I stopped poking around any further. There is also a consciousness in the apricot that says things that are originally ruthless and thoughtless. I wanted to peel off the talent of the boy who carried this too nice business.
"Beautiful, you are... the most distorted but beautiful..."
Apricots approach the true, saying in a dreamy and lucid tone.
"You're crazy."
By contrast, it is true to keep your face pointed and make a voice that is only heartfelt and frightened. Of course you know the apricots are approaching. And what that means.
"I don't want to be told by some freak who's happy to kill people."
and apricots. Of course I'm not being sarcastic or abusive. I say it with a smile, slowly covering over the true and dressed as a scab.
"How many are you? I don't think I'm very old enough to look at it... but I don't think I'm being too objective. I don't think the language, the way I think about it, the atmosphere, it's not childish."
If you're in the back street, it's something that grows up a lot more than those adults in teens, but as true as it sounds, it looks apricot.
"You're old... I wasn't even aware of you until you told me, but you shouldn't be twenty. Since I fell into this world, I haven't been very conscious of the flow of the moon, and I feel like I'm passing by when I realize my birthday."
"How old are you when you're not twenty... I don't care what you think. It just looks like junior high school, right?
"If that's true, you're definitely stopping growing. Though I wasn't aware of it at all myself. Right...... not the same age as it looks...... Though I didn't think it had been modified by Snow Oka, it also seemed suspicious. I wonder if they were messing with me before I realized it. That's how much he's going to do. And before I forget, I have something to tell you."
I turned my hand over the sheets to the back of the apricot covering myself, and the truth is, I said.
Apricots that, even though they have approached them from themselves, become more palpitated by what they have also responded to from the true. Apricots get confused as to whether it is better or worse to say that I have never had this kind of experience in a decent way, etc.
"Your partner, Limei Taguchi. She's a mouse."
"Mouse......"
I also know what that name means by apricots. I'm talking about the one who got his body messed up by a Mad Scientist and modified the structure of his body into something else that's not human. Some say they are manipulated with memory.
And in this case, it was definitely modified by Junko Yukioka.
The abrupt and shocking truth - told that Li Mei had already been turned into an experimental animal for Junko, etc., the apricot lost its word for a while. Whatever it is, I don't want to believe this, but I can't even think of a reason for that because the truth is lies.
"Li Mei? But why..."
"Didn't you think it was weird? When I went to Snow Oka's place in search of a clue to my vengeful opponent, Star Coal Stream Curse, just as Snow Oka and the Star Coal Stream Curse guys were donning their pats. Besides, right before that, I remembered being helped by Snow Oka. Don't you think it's too much?
When I was told, I thought the apricot was certainly too convenient. Speaking of which, I do not feel that the information organization "Frozen Sun", which is kind to Junko Yukioka, has advised me to go to the mustard engine, or that it was set up.
"In addition, that human estranged movement and fighting power of hers. That, obviously, is beyond human physical ability. You said you'd been dating a long time, but you didn't notice? It was in a way that was clearly impossible to move in the structure of the human body. I guess that's how it's modified."
Especially when I think of spinning shots, truth be told. Still, I'm going to try it myself.
"I guess normal people don't know that. You're the one who figured it out..."
On the apricot words, the truth put aside a little while as if to think of something.
"Right. I'm used to seeing mice, and I can do it on an equal footing with them. Is it hard for the others to see the fine difference? Well, I didn't even notice it at first."
"Why did Junko Yukioka make such a modification to Li Mei?
"He's heating up research that evolves humans. The mouse he modified is all over the world. Including those who are unconscious of experimental animals. When something happens and you need manpower, Yukooka moves the stock of those mice. Before I started working for him, he probably used only the mouse in the abandoned state to kill the hostile."
Apricot remembered when I was told. Certainly, when I fell, there was no one called Junko Yukioka's murder doll. Since about four years ago. Junko Yukioka's Murder Doll - Aizawa Shin's real name spread in this world.
"Some people also manipulate their memories into good condition and are made to serve them if the interrupter shows up. I hear those mice are being stocked all over the world. Similar to making enemies and stocking them as pawns. That said, Snow Oka's scope of action is mainly within Japan. After foreseeing that Yukooka would be hostile to the Star Charcoal Flow spell in the future, Michiguchi would have fortified his flesh and manipulated his memory and emotions to some extent. Erase the memories at heart - no, seal them, and at the same time perpetuate your hatred of star coal."
"Oh no..."
I didn't turn my head well on how to take this fact. Li Mei, who thought he was the closest, most respectful, and best friend, was actually Junko Yukioka's experimental rat.
Its strength, vengeance, even life, was the creation of Junko Yukioka, etc., is like a badly made three-sentence SF novel.
"I'll leave it up to you to tell this story in person. But I thought I should just talk to you."
Gently stroking the back of an apricot that was upset in a different way than earlier, True told him so in his usual pale tone as he looked up at the void.
"That's right, okay?
"If you were here, you'd be forced to do it, wouldn't you? We can't leave the injured alone, and we're going to be together tonight, and..."
After cutting the words for a little while, the apricot hesitated to say.
"I thought I had no connection with this for the rest of my life... so... I thought it would be good for you..."
Desperate confession. I throw up in my head that I can't have any more rhetorical dialogue, and the apricot asks for his true complexion.
"Is this your first time... If so, I'm wondering if I can do something extra."
"Yeah, it's probably the first time... although I've never done it normally. After about a year of falling into the back streets, I got caught dodgy and I got mauled."
"Right..."
Apricots wondered why I would say this at a time like this. I didn't want to have sympathy. I just wanted you to know that to the person I allowed my heart to be.
"I deserved it because I was up there complacent, and I would have been killed or sold off after that, but Li Mei helped me. Li Mei and I have known each other since then. It's just a matter of life."
"When I hear that, I don't need someone like me..."
"I'm saying I'm good, I hope you don't like it"
I remember the frustration, and the apricots intensify their narrative as if to reprimand them.
"This is the first confession I've ever made in my life, and I want you to think about it."
"I don't know what to say, it's shallow to see you, and it could be a common pattern where that kind of emotion sprouts temporarily before and after you mess around the training ground. I wonder if that's okay."
"I don't think so, and nothing like that...... Or am I dissatisfied?
"No, I'm not dissatisfied"
A true hand moves, leaving the apricot jacket undressed with tamed hands, in a lowered position.
While I slept on my back, I took off my apricot clothes, and at the same time I cleverly took off my own clothes. Truly, the apricot became frightened. Quite handy, depending on what you see.
"You don't have any scars. I'm pretty much everywhere."
"It's like a medal in this world, though I think it would be better to stay. Any injury Snow Oka will fix it with no marks at all. Extra thank you annoying."
"Is that supposed to be a joke? Or curse or something?
'Cause that's not how it works with him.
Attract the apricot upper body that speaks softly and gently lips. Apricots don't go against it either.
I was ready, but my worst memory still flashed back as expected.
The lowly laughter, curse and mockery of the constantly bathed, filthy men that I still occasionally dream of and remember. And a nasty feeling. I wanted to avoid remembering it, and there are parts of me that I avoided as much as possible about getting in deep company with the opposite sex.
But to the point of erasing those memories of apricots, the truth was skillful.
I wonder how easy it is for me to drown in a very different sensation from what I remember when there was nothing but pain and shame. Everything is too different, even though those men are true to be the gateway to desire their own bodies.
A past where it was as if souls were shredded with yasles.
Currently warm and twitchy.
It feels too different that they should be doing the same thing. Above all, I felt a definite love.
I also thought it was unrelated for the rest of my life, except for the tiredness of leaning in Tasmania Devil, such as the warmth of a person's skin and flesh. If it's something you don't know where and how to fall in life, an out of place idea comes to your brain.
But such thoughts are also immediately blown away by the feeling of being given more than true, and intoxicated by the joy of which you are loved.
True is sweet for what I had declared beforehand to be the gateway to lust. When fighting, a rough beast, when he loves a female, becomes this unparalleled tender - he thought of such a vision, turning his hand on his true back before realizing it himself, and clinging to it with all his natural strength.