"What kind of reactions should I have had then"
From morning to this lunch break, the truth, which remains a dark face, refers to being stuffed by Reiko in the morning ceremony, he said in an unchecked voice.
It is called facial expressions and a good tone, the truth normally expresses emotions, but when the truth puts emotions on the table there are many bright ones, and it is very rare to see dark truths, so it appeared heterogeneously in the eyes of Zongde and Jen.
"Normally don't let it solidify. Jesus could have been good enough to keep her spiritual."
Yumi speaks with a true face. I know I'm a teacher with original shapebreaking and flexible thoughts, so it doesn't sound so abrupt to say yes or no to two strands.
(Does it go crazy that way when you get offended? No, what a strange pattern for each person......)
I take my gaze off Yumi and truly think of a lot of things. At the same time, I can think of even unexpected delusions and diligently feel like my lower body is going to get better.
I can't believe what happened in real life, and very around me, to trample the other person's heart for his own pleasure, such as rape. Besides, a woman who had a crush on herself was the victim. That fact amplifies the harshness more.
On the other hand, my libido is not attenuated at all. I have a delusional erection of Reiko being offended above all else. I've been self-loathing myself for making pornographic videos of rape stuff from time to time, but that's going to get extra intense.
"At least you're not responsible for anything."
(I do, Barca)
A total of one laughing spirally from the shadow of Lanobe who stood on his desk against Yumi's words caring for truth.
"That's right. It's to throw the blame away."
"That's not true, Tanyo. I'm pretty sure I'm not responsible for Aizawa."
Yumi immediately denies Jen's words, which she said with the intention of comfort.
"I'm going back to the staff room. I don't care if you leave early."
Yumi said thankful words when she left, but there is also a part of it that is so cared for, from the truth, that is handicapped. It's not like I'm a victim, and I don't want to be seen in such a weak mental.
"He said it's all about Kikuchi in his spare class. I'm glad we're having a good time."
Sovereignty to throw up abominably. The voice was as loud as it could be heard throughout the class, and in this class, the air that was difficult to talk about could already be done with it. For once, Sotoku is doing it by calculating it. If a defect like yourself shows discomfort, that would be the line of prevention. I can really like Zongde in those places, and I want to apprentice him.
"It's not fun at all. Kikuchi-san was crying."
But Jen, who has no idea of irony, takes only the words to par, and comes to Zongdeok with a seriously angry face.
"I said it sarcastically. For those who are unhappy and enjoying themselves."
"What is it, irony? Then we'll all know it's ironic if you don't tell us in advance."
"I don't know, just you... Don't take it personally."
When Zongdeok moaned at Jen's words...
"Can I have a word?
A few girls came along and confronted the true ones. Those are the girls in the group where Reiko was.
"Dr. Kayama said you weren't responsible for this, but I still need your help and wisdom."
"We don't even know what to say."
"Atainodachi Reiko Kowasareta. Reiko Taskel. Reiko Skinaotokoga Reiko Taskel"
To Reiko's friend's plea, that was the truth, I didn't know how to return it.
"Should I sing a song or something that makes Kikuchi feel better? Ouilla, let's sing hard."
"Thank you, Tayo. I'll only accept your feelings."
To Jen, who proclaims full of energy, a woman of leadership bleeds with a troubled face.
"You know, it sounds terrible..."
Zongde opens his mouth with a difficult face.
"It's been a rumor on campus, and you said that yourself in front of everyone, and you can't come to school for the time being, can you?
From the realist Zongde, I even thought I should transfer instead for the time being, but I avoided speaking in front of them.
"I guess I should treat you the same way I always do. I told you so well in advance."
True to express an opinion.
"I know it's the worst way to treat a tumor, but if you're seriously worried, I think you should be clear. When we get along the same way as before."
It was the answer that I thought was the best way to treat them, taking it very seriously if it was true, but it seemed to have backstroked the nerves of the girls, and their complexion changed as they looked at them.
"You're forced to treat me the same way you always do in that state!
"How can you come up with an idea that I don't know!? Use your head for a second!
"What are you going to do with that clearly! It's not weird! You're a man, aren't you? It was a mistake to talk to the boys. That's why boys are inferior."
"Otoko Kirai. Otoko Ilanai. Atai Mitmenai. Otoko Kiel Negau"
True to be verbally condemned and donned by multiple women.
"Well... Aizawa, as you are, you are insensitive and thoughtful."
"Insensitive..."
The lady with the status of leader tempted, but from the truth, it was more tight to be assured that she was insensitive.
After school. I don't even feel like playing with Zongde and Jen, and the truth is I go home feeling unfloated.
(I wonder what...... This unpleasant feeling. A decent routine until yesterday seems to have broken all at once......)
True I think so, but it hurts my heart to think that Reiko would be in that mood more than I am.
I don't know how to sort out my feelings. After admitting he was raped in front of a large crowd during the morning ceremony, Reiko has truly confessed. How the hell do you mean you'll be in such a mental state if you hurt me?
(Can I save you? For once, as a classmate......)
Truth is, even if I can't do two strands, if Reiko is in love with herself, the girls have stuffed herself in as well, and I think I'm probably the strongest chance of saving her. But what should I do?
I came in front of my house worried and saw a parcel sticking inside the post.
The parcel was addressed to the real person. There is no sender's name.
After I get into my home, I try to open it even though I'm suspicious.
"What?"
I'm stunned to see that coming from inside, and I raise my voice unexpectedly.
(Gun!?
What was there was exactly a pistol. Not sure if it's real or fake, but it looks like a real gun itself. One more piece of paper and something that looked like a thin instruction were included.
Before I take the gun in my hand, I'm interested in the closed piece of paper and try to spread it out. A six-winged butterfly print is depicted, and a fine spell-like word is written surprisingly around the print. That strikes the true brain directly, as an intense impact in the head.
(I saw it somewhere. this... where was it...)
At the same time I feel an intense sense of visibility, but I cannot recall it.
Staring at the tattoo for a few seconds. The prints and letters gradually blurred, disappearing beautifully and refreshingly, leaving behind a single blank sheet of paper.
I know the story that there is ink that disappears when put directly into the light, so I wasn't so surprised, but the question remains as to why there is such a trick and what the prints were on the paper.
Next thing you know, take something like instructions. What was written was a precaution for handling guns and a basic way of shooting guns. And on the last page, it said:
"As there is imminent danger to you, keep it with you at all times for protection"
The words hit the true brain even more directly and blew the memory of the mysterious butterfly tattoo beautifully out of his head.
(Why is this coming to me? Who would do this? What are you doing in danger of visiting me?
Two cases are reminiscent. A little Phantom who killed three years of them. It is also a little Phantom that you have offended Reiko.
Invitations from different worlds. Lanobe, it's not like I've been summoned to another world to say hello, but I remember feeling dragged into an obviously unusual realm.
Maybe he'll come to me this time?
While I doubt it, in the form of following warnings that might be pranks, I truly bagged my gun.
The ultimate idea of calling the police somehow didn't even think of shards in my true head at this time.