The ancient future grew up in a Negrest family, and parents evaporated at the age of ten.
I was never picked up by relatives, and although I entered the institution, the days of bullying were waiting for me at the institution. The reason I was bullied was because I had a horrible future eclampsia and a sexual habit of shouting and spreading it across things.
The future, out of the facility, was alive with repeated robberies, thefts and prostitution and wanderings. Even every day like that, the future thought it would be much better compared to the house where I was born and raised and the days in the institution that followed.
The future had become extremely ferocious and destructive in character. I resent everything in this world. I recognize that everything in this world is my enemy. I even feel the world is there to abuse myself.
The future, when he turns twenty, is driven by a desire to find and kill his own parents who have evaporated, visiting the Yukooka Institute.
The pretty red-eyed girl I met there was out of standard for the future. When everyone in the world and he were bored, it was a future that I thought was crap, but I was totally fascinated by her, her angelic devil who performs human experiments plainly and laughs furiously even when he kills people. Some recoil no one had ever believed and hated everything, and I was heartbroken when I put it in plenty.
But that triggered the tragedy. Neglected on the contrary from Junko, the future was considered a rat and disengaged.
Until then, as a Phantom type mouse, I was made to kill each other many times, and I couldn't help but enjoy it, and I couldn't help but be happy to contribute for Junko, but I couldn't figure it out and was thrown away lightly, so the future was rougher than ever.
A woman named Lily appeared, a future that belonged to a group of rats called the Rat Community, but only two of them opened their hearts in it. One is a girl with a broken head, named Katsuko. The other is Omar, who became a partner and lover. We were both very pure, but therefore the future could forgive us.
The future, now twenty-three years old, has become a complete backstreet dweller. Always acting with Omar, he was based in a dark city on the Kansai side as a killer combo, but was recalled by the convocation of the rat community.
Miho, a community leader, said he was talking about advancing both revenge on Junko and the organization that put her at the top, and he also asked the community rats to cooperate, but the future was not seriously going to follow. Only the engagement between Junko and her close friends Mika Tsukinawa and Makoto Aizawa, with the intention of doing it on their own, raided Mika Tsukinawa's office.
"Miki, Omar, Yaritai"
It was the future and Omar waiting for the enemy to return at Mika Tsukinawa's office, but Omar has made his nose rough and demanding.
"You know, it was just after the enemy retired, which is fine, but now I don't know when I'll be back. There's a good chance he'll bring a helper. If an enemy arrives while you're doing your job, don't hesitate. You're a good girl, keep it."
A future that strokes Omar's head, smiling.
The reason why the future can forgive Omar for his heart is extremely simple. Because Omar is true to his instincts and desires, and he is pure. Never treat yourself in bad faith. I don't denigrate myself either. Such an idea does not arise for Omar. I know that in the future too. So I can feel safe.
"Junko, Aitai. Mooo malt miki haho toni, jun kotonaka yoku dekinaika?
But too pure, therefore too faithful to desire, therefore lacking in delicacy. Listening to these statements is a future that makes me feel bad, even though I don't think I have a choice because I am Omar.
"You won't be able to... give up"
"Akira Metakunai. Junkonia, Thailand. dekirebayaritai"
"You... How dare you say that in front of me? Isn't that your girl?
"Sorry Nasai. Omar, Ukkari. Demo, Mikimodai Skidakara"
Omar, cautioned by the future and looking sorry, puts his head over the turban. But that trick makes me think the future is cute.
"Nee, Miki. Yappa Lisitai. Yappa Lisitai. Chot Dake, Chot Dake Day Ikara"
"You don't have a bit of shit to do it. You don't have a day to not do it. I already did it three times today."
"Datte, Sitai. Yaritai. Omar, Mikigaski Deski Deski Gite, Bakuhatsushi Soo"
"Yes, sir. Come here. Damn... I don't know if my enemies will come while I'm at it."
"Omar, fire"
When the finally rooted future opened its hands towards Omar, Omar let his expression shine, embracing and mouthing the body of the future strongly.
When Miho was gathering information at his office, he called.
"I wonder when my turn will be. Though it's always been the back. '
"Almost there. Ask Lily to work with us when the organization is ready. I hope the organization likes it."
Miho answers the call from Lily in the same annoying tone.
"I hope so."
Saying it with a mouthful I don't expect at all, Lily hangs up the phone. Miho sighs when he hears it.
(Lily said something about wanting to stand out or get out...)
It was Miho who had asked Lily to play the backside role, feeling like it had been a failure.
Right next door, Hiroshi is finishing up the site creation for the new organization.
"I don't look good in short"
I looked in the mirror and Miho shrugged.
"No, you look great."
The macro looks back and smiles.
(They said it doesn't suit zero, right? I tried to imitate Junko...)
I think so, and Miho breathes in sneakily, silently brewing the coffee and putting it at the Macro's desk.
"Whoa, thanks...... What kind of wind blow? Pretty weak, huh?
To Hiroshi, who joked and said so, Miho became a jitsu and took up the coffee cup and drank it out himself.
"Didn't you learn from someone that your mouth was the source of disaster?
"I'm sorry..."
To Miho's chilled words, Hiroshi nodded disappointingly.
It was in the evening that three people, True, Second and Tired, visited Mika's office.
I met with the eleven en en en en route, but they were injured, so I sent them to the Snow Oka Institute.
"If you sleep one more night, Mika will be cured"
"Game inn? - Uh-huh. But the original hasn't healed yet, so you're not as good as the game inn, are you?"
Truth be told, number two goes in.
Three people look up to the second floor of the building where Mika's office is located.
The enemy also perceives the visit of Truth, and Omar, who emerges from the window, shoots a gun at him.
As the asphalt is worn with a bullet, it also shoots back true and instant.
Omar pulled in as soon as he shot and stopped coming out as he did.
"Omar. Long time no see."
Truth squeals.
"Ugh, you know what?
Number two asks.
"I've seen him twice before. The first time was in the mercenary age. The second time he visited the office with a mouse desire, after it was modified. The first time I was just a terrorist and decent, but the second time I was crazy and out of sight. I hope you hit Snow Oka too. I busted him."
"Is it more decent when you were a terrorist?"
"I'm not a bad guy either. It's just that I was going crazy."
True to answer number two going in.
"Singh, Omaettotakai takunaikedo, demo teki. Sandmehakatsu! Zenlyok fattukal!
Omar screams from the side of the window.
The future jumped out of the same window and landed on the road. Phantomization is already over.
"Makoto Aizawa. I've never seen him before, but I hear he doesn't like him."
A future with a distorted grin at seeing the truth.
"Chigau, Sinhawaruiyatsujanai. Iyat. demo tekida karashikatanai"
"Okay, okay. But at the point where Junko likes you, if you make him a rat, he's a hater."
A future where Omar's words kill me.
"Number two is a sight, do you divide one-on-one into two parts? She seems to be good at melee, and I am."
Tired says, pull out the black filled demon knife concubine pine.
"Ugh, if you were a backup clerk, you wouldn't have bothered to come."
No. 2, who shrugs his shoulders, tongues out and says with a weird face.
"Omar takes away the consciousness of the person who showed him the tattoo of his palm, but it won't work well for tiredness, don't you need attention"
But I truly think I have to be careful. I don't even feel like losing because I have a good way of dealing with it.
"Are you the cute one over here? Okay, let's go."
The future stuck a happy grin, and he walked toward tiredness. At the same time, Omar again fired a gun through the upstairs window.