B Mon 3 18: 45
Separated from the hope, Saki was taken to the house of the two Negishi by Mutsuki and Akiko.
"It was like this before, but it's another luxurious mansion."
A bloom that leaks admiration when you see a large western hall with a large garden.
"I preferred the first house."
"That said, you burned it during the commotion I was involved in."
He said to Akiko, who dropped his shoulder in dissatisfaction, his hand resting on Akiko's shoulder as Saki smiled.
"Oh, Leaf Mountain's here, too. Is this the first time you've met Saki?
I looked at the shoes on the front door, Mutsuki said.
"He's a regular visitor here."
"Diner?"
I didn't know what Akiko meant by words in bloom.
"Simply put, your mom's friends. Speaking of which, Mr. Ip Shan, how can you be close to your mom?"
"It's a weird combination, for sure, but if I say that, neither is Kitaro Shirakami... Maybe a lily goes well with a freak."
"Stop it. I'm not a freak."
I wonder what kind of person he is, Saki thinks as he listens to Akiko and Mutsuki.
Nice to meet you, maggots.
I saw the rumored person in the living room, tall and stylish, and when I thought the look was inside, a greeting came out of my mouth that proved the rumor was true in one shot.
"Mr. Ip Mountain, I can't say a decent greeting about the first time I met you."
"Ha, sorry...... Is this the sex" saga "of maggots...... I say Ye Shan. This is Mr. Lily's Mabdachi."
"Will you stop calling me that? Why don't you normally describe me as a friend?
"Ha, sorry...... I'm still a maggot..."
Saw Ip Mountain getting stuck in Akiko, into Lily, and apologizing every time, Saki accidentally spills a grin.
"It's Saki Takemura. I'll take care of you for a while."
"Oh, my God, it was always a fight, but the low back thing tonight"
Lilies teasing blooms that bow their heads.
"Hey, Mom."
"I'm kidding. Take your time here until you can live in peace."
Akiko called out in protest, but both Saki and Akiko spilled a grin of relief as Lily lovingly chuckled and gave a gentle voice.
"Thank you for your generosity, Lily."
Platinum Taro, who came with a teacup and teapot in the basin, says highly.
"Why is Taro Platinum so prestigious?"
As usual, a grumpy moon. I would like it to be adult just when I have a guest at least, but I also know that it is not possible.
"Lily is as kind and heartfelt as Mother Mercy, so instead, I have to buy a hater and tell her."
"Thank you for the rest of your life. Is this it?
Sakura chuckles at White Kintaro, who insists arrogantly.
"Uhm. I'm glad I'm heartfelt"
White Kintaro stretches his chest and makes his nose rough.
"Platinum Taro...... before I bought a hater, I said over and over again that it was to paint mud on my face to disrespect my guests, that I can no longer remember myself, can't I remember with your head? You only have as much brain in you as a bird?
"Ahhhhh! Was I!? Subibu, no!"
Platinum Taro eats and screams a mighty sea urchin with his two-handed prosthesis.
"Sakura-san, Taro Platinum is like that, but his brewed tea is delicious."
Ip Mountain follows with a soft grin and pours tea into the cup on behalf of Platinum Taro.
"It's true, it's delicious. It doesn't suit your face. It's delicate."
I put my mouth on the teacup and Saki looked at Taro Platinum and said.
"It would be superfluous not to look good on your face."
Still, Platinum Taro is laughing lightly, feeling better after being praised for his prized tea.
"If that means the Raiders are after you, you can't help but protect them, and you should think about attacking them from here."
Lily also takes a cup, says it in a serious tone, and then makes tea.
"Of course, we'll talk about it after we figure out what the enemy's trends are. Ideally, we should let Junko and the others do the research and take the delicious place here."
"Oh, oh, boulder mom, cunning"
Listen to Lily's policy and let Akiko gently applaud it.
"I don't know how many enemies or how big they are, and they're not just after me and Sakura."
Sounds like he's saying something cunning, and when what Lily is saying makes sense, Mutsuki took it.
B Mon 4 23: 58
Dermas Sa Chest meant it, he didn't want to live this way.
I don't think an outlaw way of life suits me sexually. But as a backstreet resident, I live very long.
People have a sexual "saga". Sa Chest couldn't even want to be an artist. I couldn't even be a regular salarier. I didn't want to be a backstreet chimp or anything, but I had the power to survive at the bottom like this, and it was suitable for my chest. I tried my best.
It's like an insult, but I had a talent for being a dick in my chest when I did some nasty crime tricks and cut my dick off.
The price was also huge. Half his face was shredded and his eyes crushed. Only my heart managed to get crushed, but first my lover betrayed me, then my partner betrayed me, and my heart shredded a little bit.
Sa Chest was dreaming. I once undertook a run for the use of a killer, dreaming of when my client's killer was killed and pursued by Silver Storm Hall, an escort organization.
At that time, the man, who thought he was his partner and best friend, betrayed himself lightly and used him as a stoop to escape.
Sa Chest was about to be killed, but Silver Storm Hall owner Sylvia, whom he encountered in doing so, actually took his life in the exact development that he was a close opponent of the pictorial relationship, always interacting with him on SNS online. When I also told him that I had been betrayed by my partner, he sympathized and missed me. By the way, my partner later, was terminated by Silver Storm Hall.
If there is a god to throw away, there is a god to pick up. I think Sa Chest will make it. The second betrayal nearly broke my heart, but Sylvia's passion helped me.
When I told him that it was not good to reject people altogether and not believe, that he should not shut his heart, he said with reason to himself then. But still, the second betrayal caused deep damage to Sa Chest's heart.
Sa Chest rises from the futon and holds his chest.
Palpitations are rough. Aware that an arrhythmia has occurred. Living in Arlaune will not cure this. I have been sick for a long time.
(To Arlaune... Should I have hoped to cure this one?
(If you desperately want to heal, you can evolve and heal. But you don't feel that way.)
An inner voice sounds. It's Arlaune's voice. Sometimes I talk to him.
When I went to the bathroom, I ran into Kumi.
"My face... it's bright blue"
"Leave me alone. Don't let the kid stay up late."
To Kumi, who speaks up, he stumbles upon rough words, and later he learns to self-loathe.
I really don't want to bluff. I just respond, but I don't like it and I don't have this attitude. I really want to deal with it normally. But that's hard on Sa Chest.
"I can't leave you alone."
"No... it's the usual thing. You can leave me alone. I appreciate you caring, but there's no way you can do this."
To Kumi, who was still eating, Sa Chest said no with the utmost seriousness and headed to the bathroom.
(No, I had a decent conversation with him, is that your first time? Has it happened before?
I hardly remember sending a word to a group of teens such as Kumi or Shinzo. At least there's no such thing as chatting.
After a long toilet, where Sa Chest tried to return to his room, he heard a talk in the halfway room. It also had lights that weren't on until earlier.
It was Kazuhiko's room.
B Mon 5 0: 02
The coming dream was darkening the room, sleeping barefoot in the futon, projecting the holographic display towards the ceiling. I wear earphones on my ears.
What's on the display was a porn video. A child-faced AV actress is heavily blamed. I enjoy coming to see how it goes.
But there is no lust in a dream that does not have a genitals and has no concept of gender. I don't understand sexual pleasure at all, and I don't have any desires. I just admire reproductive behavior. I have a desire and desire for something I don't have.
"Don't look at me in the dark, I'm telling you"
Kehiko returns home from the tail turns on the light and scolds him.
"But I like this one because it moods better in the dark"
"No. My eyes get so bad. This is not going away. Listen to me."
Kehiko in a tone that overlooks the claiming coming dream and doesn't make you say whether or not.
"Okay, sweetheart."
Saying in a fading voice, and dreaming of a coming-of-away look up with a cute look, Kehiko sighed and immediately lowered her back to the side, gently stroking the head of the coming-of-away dream.
"I, like an AV actress, have a desire to be annihilated by Brother Kehiko... But on the other hand, I'm scared."
I don't know how many times my dreams will tell this story to Kahiko anymore. While there is a desire to determine gender clearly, there is also a keen hesitation to do so.
There is fear in obtaining what is not. That fear that I will change dramatically and that I will no longer be myself is stuck in my dreams. I also told Kehiko that many times.
"Dream..."
Kahiko touches the cheeks of her coming dreams with her palms. I feel soft as a baby. Everything in your body as well as your cheeks is. Kehiko thinks that the structure of the body is different from that of a normal person.
It's a seemingly undulating body of incoming dreams, but when I get naked myself and hug this nude in my thoughts, I wonder what it feels like not to. And when I think about it, my groin swells.
"Brother Kehiko, haven't you thought about anything nasty?
"I've been thinking about it since I met you again."
"So me, I figured I should be a woman early?
"No, you're telling me not to go with me, right? I really can't get lost in my dreams, and I really want you to make up your mind, then."
This is also what Kahiko has said many times.
"Besides, I honestly don't think I care what I am, and that doesn't mean it's bad"
"Yeah. Okay. I'm sorry I always go around in the same place."
"Fine. I don't think it's persistent or anything. I'm the only one who can go around the same place as you, right?
When Kehiko said with a smile, the dream also smiled.
"Brother Kahiko, I've been bold about what I'm saying lately. Aren't you ashamed?
"I wouldn't be ashamed of who I'm dreaming of. It's just hazy in front of other people or something. More than that... let's talk about work. There's been a lot going on."
Kehiko told all about what happened in the mountains.
"That's funny. It's not a monster."
A dream to listen to Arlaune and make an interesting face.
"It was like he wasn't a monster. Are you an alien, or an artificial creature?"
To my interest in the unknown being, my dreams were popping my mind.
"I wonder what Junko will do. He said it would be fun to think slowly about future policies."
"You don't have to worry about Junko's movements. We move at our discretion."
As if to block the words of Kehiko, the coming dream says clearly. Kahiko is not the brother of the coming dream, and between the two of us, once Kahiko decides, often the coming dream will follow, but the boss of an organization called Plutonium Dundee is the coming dream. The final decision is made by the coming dream.
"What about the policy of shaking things up after getting close to Shinzo, who has just resided in Arlaune?
"Shh..."
At that time, when the coming dream suggested it, I felt signs and raised my index finger.
"Are you staying up late too? If you come with hungry ghosts these days..."
I heard a wild voice across the hall. It's the chest.
Kahiko opens his temple.
Looking in the room - rather than dreaming of coming, Sa Chest ate.
"Why are you such a pussy?"
"Because I'm the most relaxed person to look at. This is who I really am."
"Well, no... I just need to talk to you."
"Come in. Talk about anything."
I can't tell you, Sa Chest. My dream is to smile and welcome me with pleasure. Kazuhiko also knows that the dream favors Sa Chest.
"I'm tired. He said he was a buddy or something, but he wants to know more about the relationship, and how he's changed lately. Ask him directly... somehow."
Sa Chest, speaking, seemed strange that he was exposing his true intentions to others easily.
Then the two of them talked about a place called the Dark Sabbath and told him about the tiredness there and made him listen.
"That guy... sounds pretty grown up. I normally type and talk on SNS, but in real life, it was a tough way to hold onto and talk, but I couldn't believe I was able to talk that normally... it changed a lot in a short time."
When he heard that the few people he opened his heart to were headed in a good direction, Sa Chest was happy and had a gentle grin.
"Sorry about that. Let me talk to you in the middle of the night."
"If you think it's bad, paint us too."
To the rising sa-breast, laughing prankily, the coming dream hits the request of the painting again.
"Shit... ok"
Abominably tongue-in-cheek and admitted, the coming dream was smiling all the time as he looked out the back of his chest as he left the room.