"Hey, what are you doing?!?
There are rarely any pure children, such as shouting mixed with confusion and amazement, but I couldn't help but scream at the boulder this time.
How many stunning times have you had today? But definitely the biggest one of the day. Junko turned bright white in his head for a moment, but quickly regained his mind and took to deal with the tragedy in front of him.
(Hmm... I've never treated any of these injuries before. No, even though it was the first time I had h)
Baffled and bloody. Bring it up in the middle of nowhere, Junko to heal.
(It's sutures for now. It's okay to just connect normally...)
Align the cutting surfaces, pointing your finger in between to activate your abilities and instantly suture.
"Does it hurt? Does it hurt? Are you okay?"
The blood vessels, the spermatozoa, the corpus cavernosum are beautifully connected and there are no scars, but Junko looks into his true face worryingly. Truth is, as always, a disillusioned look, with a vain eye towards the void.
(Wow, this is the rape eye. True you're more rapid-eyed when you're going to rape me... not if you're kidding. But I'm pretty confused, too, so I was wondering if it feels like I'm trying to be calm thinking about something I'm kidding)
He was a pure child who looked up at his true face and was thinking crap, but suddenly his love crept up, trying to hold its head in and push it against his chest, hugging him hard.
"Makoto."
Speak softly in your ears.
"Leave me alone... I... let you..."
Shortly after I say it in a plundering voice, a tear falls from my true eye.
"Don't think deeply. I didn't say no to you, and there's nothing wrong with that..."
I couldn't think of any thoughtful words, but I was a pure child who wanted to reassure the truth a little, and to heal my broken heart with all my heart.
True was then transferred to a room at the Snow Oka Institute, two days later.
Junko didn't answer anything when he spoke, but he would keep his mouth shut on the meal, so Junko would do what he had to do with relief. One of the theories of Junko was that human beings are fine when their diet goes through their throats.
In the meantime, Junko asked the intelligence organization Frozen Sun to thoroughly examine what had happened to her true self, and also to the Aftermath Specialist Endowment Organization, the Great Guardian of Fear, such as the Hidden Evidence of Enthusiasm, to erase the true family registry, to prevent the police from conducting a true search, and to keep the media from reporting only the true existence.
As a further backstreet resident, I kept my true name registered at the center. Essentially, all the residents of the back street are placed in the management of the centre. Those who stick out of it, as just criminals, will be caught by the police in no time, and there are many benefits to be gained from the hub.
The findings of the frozen sun came out immediately. I asked to investigate what had happened to my true self during the days I wasn't there, and I was largely able to grasp it.
"We went through some heavy stuff inside, didn't we? No less than us. I guess it was too much baptism to step into this world."
Junko speaks out in good time after reading the investigation report file sent from the frozen sun.
Tired's return to the lab was earlier. Until then, I struggled badly to get out of the confinement junction.
"If I hadn't... fallen into such a clear trap, Junko would have... never fit... sorry"
"I'm fine. It would be better if True had a deep wound."
Apologizing for tears filled with eyes, Junko tells with an annoying look.
"I don't know...... what to do about it at a time like this. I don't know if I live long enough. Love is refreshing, isn't it? Well, I don't have any experience at all, naturally. I put a curse on myself that didn't create any romantic feelings until I went around with you."
"Before romance... it's a problem. This situation… is. I really don't think there's much we can do right now. With his own power, he has to get over it..."
Tired of talking in a whimpering voice. When Junko smiled small, she walked to tired and embraced that little body.
"I'm glad. That's how I feel about you and me, and you just cry."
There are no lies in that word. But on the other hand, Junko had the sentiment that he was sorry.
Because Junko was at the bottom of his heart, enjoying this tragedy, even drunk. Everything that had happened to me, the calamity that had truly befallen me, and the tiredness of mourning it were all joyful in the pure child.
Junko and Tired were unresponsive in any way, even when they spoke, and they just looked up at the void all the time, so the truth seemed to me as if they'd been relieved all the time, but they weren't actually.
He was the bearer of a strong heart, and from the switching truth, he could not continue to give in to the wounds on his heart, etc. I had just slept through it and to some extent had recovered naturally.
But my heart's wound hasn't healed. The pain remains intact. Had he been the holder of a weaker heart, he would have escaped the pain, but the truth is it is extra hard and tedious because he was able to face and endure that pain.
(If you're running away as light as Reiko, otherwise you can keep relieving yourself, even though it's easy)
With that in mind, the truth was I was desperately turning my head around about what I needed to do now, what would be best if I could accomplish it, what happened to me, and what was wrong with me.
Calm down, sort out your thoughts, I've figured out a few things.
From what I've seen of Junko, Junko didn't seem to know anything, and I can't think of him as trying to discredit himself, etc. So is the tiredness of visiting the room earlier. I was dealing with myself in a heartfelt way.
I'm pretty sure someone tried to frame themselves. There are those who deceived the name of Junko and tried to frame themselves and Junko. Who the hell is that? What purpose did you do that for?
The strange thing in the first place is, why didn't you try to contact Junko, your lover, when the people around you are being killed? Somewhere with an incredible force, I assume he was also hypnotized to forget the existence of Junko. But I don't know where or in what way it was done.
It's not just that I didn't contact Junko. I wonder if all the unnaturalities of my actions and thoughts were manipulated. That's what happens when a dick comes up to his house because he thinks it belongs in the back street. From now on, I was caught in an improbable and intense intention to kill.
I feel like I'm forgetting something. Not one, but many things. Memories of dreaming, of happening in real life. Various things. I can't remember them, but the feeling remains that something is certain.
I just remember what I've been doing over the past few days, and I explore my memory to see if I have any clues in the way I associate with it. Reminds me of it again and again in the same memory. Take hours to repeat.
There are two things I could remember as a result. First one is a call from Junko. That was when Zongde was murdered. Immediately after that, Asako contacted me that Jen was dead. It was simply not a good time then, but I didn't have the idea of contacting Junko.
I mean, some mind control was untied then.
I then avoided a crisis for Junko and erased Junko's name, number and history from my cell phone. Even then, I didn't have the idea of contacting Junko. I thought about the possibility of being informed about the existence of Junko by eavesdropping, etc., but if I had called at that time, I would have thought that it would have turned out differently.
The other is that there are areas where your memory is missing before and after your conversation with Yumi. I have no idea what that is. I can't remember.
Knock does. If the visitor is Junko, I really think he came to the right place. At the same time, my chest aches, my fingertips tremble violently, and my palpitations become intense.
"It's dinner."
It was Borsicici that Junko brought. With that said, the truth makes me feel complicated that I had promised.
"What happened to Yumi Kayama?
At last I spoke to myself. Truly, Junko spills a relief smile, but I was surprised that the question suddenly flew.
"True, did you find out anything yourself?
"No, I didn't do anything. I knew something was going on?
"True, your friends and mother had been picked up by the police, but your teacher is a missing person. Keiichi Umegumi, who attacked you, had blood on your side of the body from someone who wasn't you or Umegumi, so I guess that's the trail."
To the words of Junko, you gain certainty at the same time that Truth is shocked.
"That's where Deer Mountain should have been killed. Why is there no body in Deer Mountain?"
In that one true word, Junko saw part of the tease.
Junko already knew the mastermind, but he didn't really know how he was interfering. But the story of 'the body was gone' alone gave me a little understanding of how it really interfered.
"I also remember falling out before and after my conversation with Deer Mountain. It's weird that I didn't try to contact you. Weird thing to say, is it Deer Mountain that was hypnotizing me or something? Is he the mastermind?
"I don't know about him, but from what I've heard, he's suspicious. I think it's a position of mastermind's men."
"Look at this e-mail"
True hands the phone to Junko. That's what Toichi had. In the name of Junko, I am sending instructions to Junko in total.
"I see. You were instructed by someone who pretended to be me. Well, if you look at this, you can't even suspect me, but if I were you, I wouldn't say this. The dialogue is pretty eye-catching. I'd care more about them. Come on. There's this weirdly repressive dialogue."
Junko sighs at crude acting. I would like it to work better if I were to imitate it.
"Who is it? Whoever deceived you and turned the Plum Palace aside."
"I decide not to teach that from my mouth. If you want to know... you can try and find it yourself."
Junko told him so, based on a certain determination. As Junko has done to many mice so far, to the beloved boy in front of him, determination to do the same. I am convinced that I must truly choose that path.
"Well, you can leave the rest to me. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry. Because of me, True you..."
"You were lying to me too... No, you've never talked about it, have you?
True to ask in a quiet tone, in a way that blocks Junko's apology. I don't include any nuances to blame.
"You think you're a backstreet celebrity or even a Mad Scientist whose name is known on the front street"
"Hmm, that's... Honestly, I felt like I didn't want you to know, so I kept my mouth shut. I also had the fear that they'd hate me. I thought I should hang out with you normally."
"Right."
Truth is, I was convinced. It doesn't seem like Junko is lying. And I drew Junko's feelings, and my chest ached again.
Then True told all that had happened before Junko. All the dialogue Toichi was talking about. He didn't even cover up his intercourse with Yumi.
Junko was just listening to a true story that spanned a long time without pinching a single cut. I had a lot on my mind, but I didn't say anything.
One surprise was that, as the real person said, the mind control had been solved somewhere. Junko knew what the technique was, and it's not a very powerful technique, so he can sometimes solve it with a mundane trigger, but as far as I'm listening to him, I don't see a factor that could trigger the technique to solve it.
"Why can't I believe you and hurt you..."
After I finished telling him everything, the truth was I nagged and groaned. That was unforgivable above all else. I can't forgive myself more than anyone else.
The truth was desperate. I thought it was Don Bottom then, and I found out there was even more Naruto under it.
"Stop being so nice to me. I wish you could blame me more..."
"I'm the one who got involved, but there's no way I can blame you. Because it was the kid who resented me."
Junko smiles gently and refers to the meal that was placed on the table.
"I'm so cold. I wish we had eaten and then talked."
Truth is, shut up and take the plate and put it inside the microwave that's indoors.
"It's good to break up with me like this, forget everything, and live on the surface. But you're not made that way. [M] I can see that. No, I didn't tell you because I respected that you were normally trying to live, but I really knew that from then on. That's not what you are. [M] You're just like us. People on this side, too."
I thought maybe I should say it now, but I calculated that it would also help me calm down my true feelings more, and Junko said what I wanted to tell him most.
"Think slowly"
When told without breaking his smile, Junko leaves the room.
(Well, I don't have to think about it, I know what conclusion True you're going to make)
Junko's reading hit only a third, but the other two thirds were completely unexpected substitutes.