Soo-woo Kanda is currently being taken to prison by Tajima Bullet Three, a man who names the owner of the Silver Storm Hall.
"All women are prostitutes"
Staring at the ceiling of the barn, he leaks an irresistible grunt of how many times he has spoken.
Zongwoo's mother was a girl sold to Kata in debt, and when she was young, she felt scattered and unpleasant. Before she was even ten years old, her mother sold Zongwoo off as a male whore, bought herself with that money, and left the playground.
Four years later, Zongwoo, who turned fourteen, fled Yuguo and fell in love with one woman, but the woman was bedridden by the rich and tried to leave under Zongwoo. The fierce Zongwoo tragically killed both the woman and the rich man.
In that matter, Zongwoo's suspicion of women and his heart to avoid sex became decisive. A woman began to assume that she was just a humble creature who was less powerful and less heady than a man, and she decided to avenge the women who had driven her life mad, and ran to murder.
Five more years later, he mentored an old heart-breaking magician he met by chance and studied heart-breaking witchcraft. The old sorcerer taught Soo-woo all the techniques he had polished, without asking for anything in return and without asking about any circumstances.
Despite his privileged gift as a magician, Zongwoo used the power he had gained only to satisfy his desires and vengeance, and was only corrupted by allowances or gradually killing women.
Soo-woo, who has continued to cover up using his technique, but there are also magicians on top of him. Soo-woo's crimes were exposed, and the sorcerers held or hired by the government stood in front of Soo-woo one after another.
Zongwoo retreated all of them. Though it was remarkable relative to several sorcerers, Zongwoo realized that he had rare powers due to his many battles and victories with other sorcerers.
But due to the emergence of the bearer of power who also surpassed himself, Zongwoo was captured.
The opponent was not even a magician. No, I've done some arts and crafts that might be called art, but it turns out it's like losing a meat bullet fight.
Reluctantly, Zongwoo always falls asleep and dreams.
An old dream. Dreams I've had over and over again.
My mother, who always treated me as a disturber when I was dying of illness, was desperate to see me, and the smile I showed when I crossed the line is burning.
"Whoa, whoa!
With the scream, Soo-woo waves his fist up towards his dream mother, where he wakes up.
"That smile is all a bluff, too."
I squeal as if I don't punch it out of my head. I don't know how many times this dialogue whined either. Then two years later, her mother had left herself.
"All women are prostitutes"
Put your hands on your face and muddle the seeping tears, whining in a plundering voice.
(By the way... where am I? It is a barn, but I don't think it is the police)
Although it is the iron lattice, the rooms are very beautiful on the walls, floors and heaven, and even bookshelves are available. The beds are also medium-high quality.
(Where the hell did he bring me... What were you going to do with me)
What was that interaction last night? It makes too little sense, and I even suspect that that was a dream.
Soo-woo didn't feel like resenting the man who tied him up. I was wondering myself. He didn't even try to avoid Zongwoo's beatings, and after taking them all, he beat them back.
(It was as if you would accept all my anger too)
Unlike the other sorcerers, the man's eyes were not the kind of gaze he despised himself. It was different from cold without any emotion. I even felt kindness and warmth. That's what Zongwoo can't help but wonder.
(This... isn't this my delusion? Don't you just want to get into something, get help, and assume that?
Zongwoo is afraid. Expect, shrug, but end up eating a tail. I've tasted it twice before. I can say I'm sorry I believed in it on my own, but I still expect nothing less.
(What was that guy...? Especially the guy who's nothing, and he's just my delusion? Paranoia...... let's say I think so. It must be my fault. Let's do that)
Don't believe in anything anymore. Believe me, I'm not going to stand the pain of being betrayed. Then you better not believe it. Zongwoo concluded so.
The day after he conquered the poached tofu sale, Tired went to school as usual.
"Let's say, Shizuno. Why don't you come home with me on the way?
At the end of the school, the swine garden wave soldiers call out with a grinning smile.
"Yes."
Tired also smiles and responds. The wave soldiers have often talked tirelessly during the rest of the day.
"Yes, or some other way of giving it back. Put it on something, you're too well-behaved. Where's the good boy?"
I honestly didn't tell the teasing wave soldiers that they were picked up by the Daimyo during the Warring States and their manners were tapped into exactly -.
(Are the monsters' movements activated...)
The words of yesterday's string screw are remembered.
(This kid is also a demon. But it's harmless to me. On the contrary, I'm usually trying to build a friendship. Don't you need to be particularly vigilant?)
Though I am tired of thinking so, I also wonder if the wave soldiers know something because of the monster connection. Even if I were to put in an exploration, I really don't like that, and I don't know what words to say.
Most importantly, the wave soldiers laughed with dignity when they ate pomegranate tofu and became monsters. If you ask me, I think you'll give me a clear answer.
"You look really pretty. Hair and stuff is amazing. Above all its green eyes. Miraculous beauty from what? I want to watch it forever."
He inadvertently leans closer in his face and the wave soldiers say that.
"The last one is a joke. I don't have any manhood."
Get your face off me, a wave soldier laughing at pieces. Tired thinks about how he would react if he said he liked the public roads a lot - too. And I would deny it with my mouth, but I would also consider that wave soldiers actually have such preferences as well. Otherwise, no man comes to say such thoughtful things.
"Silent. Why are you keeping quiet? You don't like me?
With a worrying look, the wave soldiers ask.
"No way."
I know it's familiar, and I'm tired of being a familiar person or not, but I don't get that feeling about this boy. No, I felt resistance at first, but now it's gone.
"I don't... I don't. I just don't like to talk..."
"Oh, you're shy. Ah. Difficult."
In tired words, the wave soldiers take their gaze off for a moment and take their heads off.
"Well, you don't have to speak in words, because I can hear your heart. Hate swirled. It was just as funny as mine. Even though you have a beautiful face like a doll, the flavor rotted and rotten in the drool was extra laughable."
Faced again, with a demonic glow in his eyes, the wave soldiers uttered a statement that heartily surprised him with tiredness.
"I've heard it since we met. The voice of my soul. You heard me, too, didn't you? It's not rational. You felt it, didn't you? Didn't I tell you? You don't have to answer with your mouth. He said he knew everything."
With his face on his face, the wave soldiers laugh and talk in a serious tone. Regardless of the voice of the soul, I can tell tirelessly that its voice and tone are not teasing or whining.
"Me and you are one of a kind. Right? We just saw each other at first sight. You knew that. Glad to finally meet you."
I do not deny the words of the wave soldiers. Mostly because you're right. There is no discomfort there either. I don't even feel like rejecting it.
"While you say you don't need words... you talk a lot..."
"Ha, even if you connect with your heart, you also miss being silent with nothing in your voice - You're silent. Especially if I don't talk."
The wave soldier broke his face to accusations and said what was best.
Though I think he is a strange kid, I also like the fact that he is tired of wave soldiers.
"But... I honestly want you to stop saying things like you've spotted all my heart. I don't like that."
"Oh well. I couldn't spot it that far. Bad. But it would be helpful if you were so clear. I don't know everything either."
Rejected tirelessly, the wave soldiers honestly pulled back and apologized. Even then, I don't show the atmosphere that made me feel bad at all. He's a very happy boy.
But Tired, on the other hand, felt, as the wave soldiers themselves said, that there was indeed a spiral of negative thoughts in the wave soldiers.
(Unlike me, the quality... fiercely burning hatred is certainly felt from the back of the wave soldier's mind. And he, unlike me... was lonely...?
Tired once immersed himself in solitude, causing anger and hatred to be solicited, and snobbing at evil. but over the years, I ended up seeing Ayane regularly, and I found that the darkness in my heart faded little by little as I also made nature and friends, including the honeymoon. Also, when evil persisted and repeated, he gradually got tired of it.
There is still a slight lingering anger and hatred in my tiredness that I cannot do. Sometimes they are caught by destructive impulses. But I don't have the energy to dissipate it into the dark clouds anymore.
(How long will you be boarding at the honeymoon... It feels cozy and hard to leave inside though)
There is a feeling in my exhaustion that I should look around and complain that I should leave. But now, it's stronger to say that you want to be devouring peace.
When the wave soldiers returned home, a man was waiting for the wave soldiers in front of the pig garden mansion.
"Hey, Grey Dragon, long time no see."
The wave soldiers give a voice to the man with a totally different make laugh than he was showing in front of tiredness.
"Pomegranate tofu sale killed"
Man - the great monster that divides the demons - the Grey Dragon, reports briefly.
"Well, that's a sight to behold. So, to whom?
The wave soldier's making laughter turns into a distorted laugh.
"I don't know, but I wasn't prepared for this one day. Me, him, too. It was too broad."
"Ha, I'm not a person anymore because of him, and I lost my family. You look like shit. He wants you to go to hell."
"He was already taking his family away from us and watching hell. It seemed like he was going to get revenge for selling the tofu."
He was a poisonous wave soldier, but when he heard the words of the Grey Dragon, his complexion changed.
"I'm his... he made me such a doorman for revenge? I didn't do anything to him. Damn...... I should have killed him. But... he's already been killed, and after he sees hell... whatever... what..."
Confused, the wave soldiers creep through the gates of the mansion.
I thought I had distressed the wave soldiers by saying extra things, and Grey Dragon exhaled small and left on hold without telling them what to do.