She had another man she liked. The dog owner knew that, too.
Even when she dated herself, the dog owner was dealing with her consciously, wondering if there was always the man in her heart.
The man she had in mind was also the dog breeder's best friend for childhood. She was weak and went to the hospital. And a few days after his twentieth birthday, he became ashed.
"He liked you too."
I whisper to her in the same bed, in my arms, remembering my late best friend.
"I regret it, but I also feel like that guy would do it. Besides, I may be second to none of you all the time, but I'm giving up on whether or not to be second. My mind is second, but my body is mine."
He was a dog breeder who was finding distorted pleasure in interacting consciously with that remorse and jealousy.
"That's what I say again. Because I'm really a kid forever."
Laughing she clings to the cheeks of the dog owner.
"It's already the best."
"Wow, okay ~? I'll cry when he hears ~. No, there's still a spirit there, maybe he's crying"
"Which way do you want it?"
She laughs with a troubled face at the deceitful dog breeder.
Soon afterwards the two married, and then, not long after, she became ashes, too.
After losing her beloved woman, the dog breeder had a rough life. He was drowning in gambling, full of debt, and living the momentary days of his life that day.
He is a dog breeder who originally aspired to be a writer, but at this time, such things were on the other side of oblivion.
But after living a strange life for over a year, without any trigger, he returned to me. He said it was pointless to abuse yourself forever.
I wrote a novel about those shitty days, and I'm gonna make my writer's debut. I'm gonna win big. So I got my hopes up, but the dog owner's heart didn't float.
In that debut, the protagonist tightened with a happy ending that he would be reunited with the heroine, but that was because it was the dog owner's own irresistible desire. I thought this was the only way to end up among dog breeders, and I didn't regret it, but I still become aware of a lot of bad things. I feel like crying.
Already since this time, the dog owner had begun to imagine. Instead of making a story out of letters, I want to make a story out of what I think it is in real life.
"Do you want me to punch you?
To a dog breeder who also looks spicy walking, Viper throws the same dialogue several times.
"You're following me. You're persistent."
The dog owner speaks with no hegemony as he leads to the wall and walks.
"I'm the one making it easy on you."
Viper said as he walked behind the dog owner in a slow stride.
Eventually, the two get to the seventh floor sports gym.
"As of the sports gym, that's probably the game to play..."
When the same content of the game unfolded here as the dog breeder's novel, it was predictable.
"Huh...?
Yao Sun was waiting inside the gym, but he was surprised to see how the dog owner was doing.
(I mean, this guy was on the move or something, and he didn't see the scene where I ate a bullet from a nervous breakdown)
Seeing Yao Sun's reaction, the dog breeder decides so.
"What's the matter, you look pale"
Seeing myself injured, seeing Yao Sun, who is clearly in shock, the dog owner, as usual, laughs naggingly.
"Is it now more terrifying that you're involved in the murder? You weren't ready, were you? I can't turn back now. You... you're a fine killer if I die, even if you didn't lay your hands on it directly, or if it wasn't on the net of the law. Me and your people. Congratulations, and welcome to this world."
"Whether the guy who killed my father told me that... or the killer told me that..."
He was obviously a distracted Yao Shan, but by being vengeful, he manages to arouse himself.
"I hate killing people. For a long time."
This was not sarcasm, but the true meaning of an untrue dog breeder.
"But I'm going to kill you. You mean you carry that kind of karma... Besides, I hate the very act of killing people, but I don't really feel sorry for the people who killed them. The people I've been working with have a lot of crumbs that make me happy to be killed, like they're hurting someone else and making it flat."
Of course, Yao Sun knows that some of the crumbs and doings that are better dead include his own father. And I'm not even willing to argue about it. Because it would have been thought so by many people, not just by dog breeders.
"So... the seventh mission, too, is what my novel says?
To the question of the dog breeder, Yao Sun nods silently.
"Well, does that mean you're here... you know what? Don't do it. Either way, it won't do you any good."
"I mean, are you willing to compete with him?
Feeling the flow of conversation and the struggle mixed with fear and stray drifting from Yao Sun, Viper guessed.
"That sort of thing. Some missions, the guy on the operational side comes out and plays death games on an equal footing with the protagonists. I wrote the novel."
"I wanted that!
Yao Sun shouted, as if to shake off his strays and fears
"You're just a general pimp. Besides, he's a good man. You don't have the guts to kill people, and you're gonna be wounded for life."
A dog keeper tells in a gentle voice.
It's not a word I'm saying with kindness in mind for Yao Sun. On the contrary. It's malicious. I'm throwing up this dialogue to shake you to the heart of Yao Sun.
"Somebody's coming."
Vipers groan and look back.
The dog owner could also send a little and look back, from across the hallway, I saw two women walking toward us.
Both are people the dog owners know about. Seeing one of them, the dog owner was heartily surprised.
"Dude, that's Kate Van Damme..."
Vipers aren't as good as dog breeders either, but I'm surprised. The news of her sudden death is circulating around the world.
"You're alive... Ha... I mean, you know what?"
The dog owner wondered why Kate had come to disguise herself as dead. I generally understand.
(The reason my husband was crowned is an unwarranted resentment against me for telling the truth and mutilating the couple, not suicide? This is hilarious. So...)
The dog owner wondered why those two were acting together, and also headed to the mission location.
(I also know why I came here. Still full of self-satisfied hypocrites. I get revulsion. How could you feel sorry for Daiichi, who was threatened to lure me here and even put me under house arrest, and let him go at will? So, I guess you tried to get me and Daiichi to hook up before you ran away)
Kate's kindness is neither appreciated nor appreciated by the dog owner. Because I don't think it's serious kindness. I just feel like I'm doing it for self-indulgence, being the beauty of my heart.
(Even if the motive is impure... I hope the results are good. "The hypocrisy of doing more than the good of not doing" is already a good deed at the time of doing it. I should have to thank Kate for this behavior as well... no matter what the real deal is, my heart really rejects it)
Still, for once, he was a dog breeder who decided to say thank you.
"I'm glad you're safe, Mr. Big Day"
In the meantime, I'll keep my voice to those of you two nights.
"Sorry. Dog breeder......"
Two nights of tears and mouthing apologies as I was shocked to see a dog breeder seeping blood into his abdomen.
"Uh, uh, don't cry. It's my fault. I got caught up in this. I'm the one apologizing. I'm so sorry."
A dog breeder who can't help but laugh and speaks in his usual light tone.
"Kate brought me here...... Look at Mr. Van Damme's gap and let me get away with it."
"Oh well. I thought so. Thank you, Kate."
"Yea......"
Kate was losing her complexion to a dog breeder who thanked her with a smile on her face. Not because I saw the dog owner react, but because the dog owner was seriously injured in the abdomen.
(What do you say? What a dying man looks like for you......)
Dog breeders thinking mean things.
"Actually Ha I... Must talk to the dog breeder Sun about Sitai and come here Masita"
Kate looks at the dog owner and tells him in a serious voice.
"Oh, I'd love to talk to you too, but I don't know if it's that way first... If you want to talk, pray I survive."
That's what I said. Dog breeders who turn to Yao Sun.
"Viper, give me a ear. I need you to do something for me."
"What the fuck?"
The contents of the ear punched by the dog owner were a substitute that I never thought possible, but the viper was not particularly surprised either. Rather, I was convinced.
"You seem like a whim, and you're not actually bluffing. Make it clear who you want to kill and who you don't want to kill..."
A viper that makes a face that mixes admiration and fright in half.
"Junko Yukioka is like that, and there are quite a few guys like that, aren't there?
The dog owner smiled and said so, entering the gym.