When Mutsuki was repelling the Raiders, Akiko was in the midst of dating her boyfriend, Nobunaga Sano, in downtown Akicho, Amusement City.
When I say lover, I've never even held hands yet. Hope is extremely deep and shy, but don't you dare approach it from Akiko. Whatever you do, I want you to step in courageously from the hopeful.
Instead, Akiko intends to accept most of the things as long as the hope comes to him himself.
"Next time... well, next Sunday, uh... why don't you go away for a little while?
Said as he sat down and chatted on a marble bench on the pedestrian deck, his hopes suddenly rose.
"Fine."
Even with all this invitation, Akiko answers instantly in the mood to smile and watch, wondering if she would have been desperate if she had tried to hope.
I am very bad at hoping to cut out stories from me or abroach, and I know very well that I am always passive, albeit still short with you. And Akiko also knows that hope is trying to change herself like that.
"People want growth and change. Don't you think?
"Oh, yeah. I don't feel like I'm in line with Akiko either, so, you know, I want to change things more."
"I don't think you have to be aware of that kind of mismatch. I mean, it's natural to seek change and progress, even if it's not such a consciousness of whether or not we can make a match. I mean, just calm down."
"Ugh..."
Assumed by Akiko, his hopes cease.
"Look, when you talk to me, don't you always calculate? I don't know how to answer it. It's the easiest answer."
Further poked, the hope had become the earliest pale pleasure. It was a star entirely.
"I think you need to take care of yourself, but throwing yourself out and tailoring yourself to others, what do you think, it? I think I'm crazy."
"Hmm... not so much all of it... I wonder if it looked that way"
That and the hope of being poked at, feeling blamed and completely dissipated.
"Something so depressing makes me feel like I've done something wrong. You could be wrong about what I said, and Wang Woo, don't take me for being scolded or something like that. Well, I'm older, but I'm a lot more unknown to the world, and I'm often more uneven, and I could be wrong, so don't deny it's different if you think it's different, okay? Yeah, finally, hope can make your will clear."
"Sorry... that's how I was, before I even noticed it"
Akiko was a strong encouragement from the underground, but his hope sneered and said in a plundering voice. I can't see it from Akiko's position, but there was a masochistic grin on his mouth.
"It looks like people are dyed to ask about their complexion or to push themselves to death. To get my brother in the mood..."
"Your brother's?
"My brother, he's a long way from home, but he has a terrible seizure. If you don't like something, throwing a kick in my face right away was a lot worse."
In the confession of hope, Akiko feels like her chest has been pierced. It's the same thing you used to do in that mansion to your servants.
"But this isn't your house. I'm not even your brother of hope."
"Yeah, I know. Besides, my brother is pathetic too. My grandmother mistreated me before I was born, and I think I lost my mind. As a result, domestic violence is terrible. He said he had an injury or something outside. As a result of the counseling, I was told it was due to abuse I suffered when I was a little girl. He's in a mental hospital for a long time now."
I realize it's a totally dark story at some point, and my hopes are quenched.
"Sorry, talk weird"
"It's not weird. This is serious."
That's what Akiko puts her hand on the shoulder of her hope.
"I wonder if people who do terrible or bad things start doing the same to others because they've seen terrible things from someone else too"
I think Akiko might be inclined to do that, including himself.
"Yeah, at least my brother was."
A look raised his face and said.
(Then... maybe my mom too...)
That's what I think, Akiko, who inadvertently puts his strength into his hands. Grabbing his shoulder hard, his hopes woke him up in surprise, and Akiko noticed it, too, and let go in a hurry.
awkward to each other and strayed from his gaze, but his hopes smiled as he had decided to,
"So that's it for dark stories. I decided. Let's go away today."
"Huh?"
Suddenly Akiko sees with surprise the desire to raise her energetic voice and proclaim it.
"Let's go to the city centre. What, time is not convenient?
"No, I'm good, but is that you? Did you suddenly push something?
"No, I... No, I decided. I'm not leaving tonight. Yikes. Hi-ha-ha."
Akiko looks up with a pulled face at the hope of rising up with a roaring voice.
"Oh, yeah... I'll follow you"
Though he had pulled a dong, Akiko knew he was the only one who was forcing his hopes, so he decided to be ready to go out with him.
"Sorry...... I'm too well"
"Yeah...... I don't think so."
He was Akiko, who lay his hands down again on the shoulder of hope where he could sit back again and be full of self-loathing and shame.
The raided Moon went straight home.
Mutsuki was wondering if she would tell Lily what had happened to her. It is also the hand that keeps its face on. But there was a watchman, and if he was filming himself and the raiders, there was no point in knowing.
When I got home, Lily wasn't home. When I ask Taro Platinum, he tells me he won't come home with him out.
(Was it the lilies that were watching?
I thought about the personality of the lily and thought about it that way, but I also feel different. If Lily was watching directly, she's going to call me a little before she gets home.
I'm pretty sure they were watching it in any case, and I'm pretty sure Lily was watching it somewhere over the camera.
A few hours when Mutsuki kills his time in his own room. After sundown, Lily finally came home.
"Mutsuki, I'd like to show you something interesting, will you open it?
I was reading through the bloodthirsty spoof root cartoon, and suddenly I heard a lily voice, so I was a little surprised, and Mutsuki opens the door to the room.
Opening the door, I first saw what was in my eyes, and Mutsuki lost his words.
The head of the man with these lips was on the basin that Lily held in her hands when she cut the cornucopia that had engaged Mutsumomon earlier.
At yet the next moment, the eyes of his neck open wide, staring at the Moon with his blood-running eyes.
"Whoa, whoa!
A raw head that growls in the same voice as during the day.
"Eight Rippers Ahhhh! I'll kill you. Ugh!
A raw neck that closes its eyes again after screaming.
"What do you think? Do you like it? He seems to have forgotten to stab the undead who attacked you, so I offered him success instead."
Laughing at Nico, Lily said.
"Is he alive?
"Didn't I just tell you I stabbed you in the stomach? He was dead. I'm just treating the corpse so it doesn't rot, so I can speak, so I can think, and I can put the spirit of the Lord of the corpse inside. You can't form a Buddha, you're stuck in resentment and misery, you're staying like this for a while. There are no resentful spirits that can't be Buddhist forever, even if they are bound by analogy, so as early as a few decades, they will be Buddhist. Hundreds of years later."
To the lily that explains pleasantly, Mutual Moon feels fiercely ill. Stir it up yourself, and not just kill the unsuccessful in the ignorance of the Good Moon, but even nauseate at the evil taste of cursing their bodies and even their spiritual souls.
"Mutsuki, it's because of you that this one suits you better."
Seeing the mood of such a good moon, Lily said strangely.
"Your compassion for the enemy is on your own, but I will never forgive a fool who imitates my lovely Moon, will I? It's harder on you than dying like this."
"I was wondering if you could even look harder than death at a cute pet, a geezer who goes out of his way to make enemies?
"By the way, I'm not the only one helping you with your homework. Junko is here to help."
Ignoring the sarcasm of the Good Moon, Lily says away. The meaning of the word could not have been known by the Good Moon.