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I'm sorry. I'm just gonna do it. I'm gonna go live. I knew I reconsidered. Excuse me. '

A further cheer boils down to Harry's words, which he said with a glowing smile as he seemed sorry.

'But I'm still the only one who's gonna die. I've already killed many people anyway. If I survive this, it'll be bad for them. "

Harry's words in a smile and light-hearted tone, but no one could take it as a joke.

"Bye."

Harry pulls out his gun when he says a light goodbye in a light tone.

The sad scream went up three times. When Harry said he was going to die after all, and when Harry pulled out his gun, and when Harry pulled the trigger toward his chest. Of course, the third scream is the biggest.

I didn't shoot him in the head because I didn't want to die easy. He also enjoyed the pain of death and wanted to taste it, so he thought.

Blood spills out. I can hear the fans screaming forever. Some throw words of gratitude. I suspect that those who voluntarily die will be the ones who hear many gunshots.

Harry closes his eyes. All we have to do is wait for death.

I thought a lot of memories would be remembered, all I remembered was that garbage collection place where the refugees gather and the sights around it.

I have a grandfather, I have Casey, I sing with Roger... I just remember fun memories.

I was pessimistic thinking I had fallen to the bottom, life in that garbage dump. But those days when Casey was always next to herself and she was smiling, she did shine. There was definite happiness. It was burned in the back of my brain as my prettiest memory.

Casey became a guardian spirit and he stayed on my side long after that. I'm not lonely because of it. But still... not alive. I'm always right around the corner, but I'm not in the same world as myself. We don't even eat together. You don't have to worry. It doesn't extend back to when I was alive.

(In the end, it didn't last long enough. The miserable life in the garbage dump was the warmest and brightest of me)

Life is - memory is an uninterrupted and valuable asset to that person alone, including hard memories. Only that person can see its value. That way, now I think.

"Now... I feel like I can accept what Grandpa said. Only my body got big, only my body got old, and I thought I was still a hungry ghost all over my head, but could I just grow up a little at the end of the day?

Words like adult childrens and Peter Pan syndrome cross the back of the brain. I don't know if I really apply myself to the original meaning they refer to, but I'm sure it's close to them.

"Harry hasn't changed in forever."

Casey's been calling, so I open my eyes. The hustle and bustle was already deafening.

Harry stood unconsciously up and saw Casey smiling in front of him, realizing something odd.

Your gaze with Casey is different than usual. I should have seen it from above usually, but it's oddly low, or my gaze barely changes. The distance to the ground is also different. My own legs are short.

If you look at your hands, this is again short and small. I haven't even grown any hair. Harry finally understood. That this is who I am and who I am.

"I thought I was still hungry."

Casey has reached out to Harry, thirteen, who smiles and puts his head on the bright side.

"I'm sorry, Harry"

When Harry held Casey's hand, with a smile on his face, Harry was surprised as Casey suddenly wept and apologized.

"Because of me, I made Harry feel a lot harder. I've always wanted to apologize... but it's hard to tell. Come on."

"This way... sorry I couldn't protect you. You've been protecting me ever since I died..."

Harry also falls naturally and tears zero.

"I mean, you can cry even when you're a ghost."

"You can laugh, you can cry."

In response to his whining, the dialogue Casey uttered pierces Harry's heart. And I remember my grandfather.

"Can I see Grandpa, too?

I'd love to see you, but I don't think you'd be scolded for living a terrible life, Harry.

"Grandpa, don't reincarnate. I've been waiting for you about Harry. Oh, I promised to play with my dreams, but I can't because of Harry's death."

"That's what I did wrong."

"Really evil. Okay, let's go."

Casey pulls Harry's hand.

(You've always been like this for a long time. Casey pulls my hand and tries to take me over there......)

At the end of the day, Harry smiled, conscious of whether he was going to pull and take that world with him.

The day after Harry's suicide live, Coming Dream, Kehiko, Angel, Midori, Tired, Kabadyman, True, Adonis was gathered at Tasmania Devil for a whispering launch a day late while looking back at this matter.

"You're making a lot of noise online, even if it's not on the news on the street. There's videos and pictures out there."

Kehiko projects several displays.

"I love the fact that Harry's uncle is killing fans with machine guns."

"That's my favorite too."

I watched the footage in the display and laughed at the dullness of the coming dreams and the tiredness of laughing slightly.

"Why don't you and your ancestors get a gross-up video collection of your sister?"

"Our chief angel loves to be bloody."

Midori and Angel say.

"By the way, where did Sister Mina go?

"Still repairing......"

Midori asks, and Kehiko answers.

"What happened to V5?

"Missing. Looks like he didn't kill himself after all this time. Looks like the Lost Paradigm is still working."

Tired asks, and Kehiko answers.

"Harry's guardian angel named Casey seemed to like his coming dream. Are you saying angels are attracted to each other?"

Angel says and puts the cocktail on his mouth.

"I felt a little attracted to Casey, too. I think they felt it with each other at the right wavelength. Oh, is Brother Kehiko jealous when I say this?

A dream that sneered and laughed slightly at me.

"I'm not jealous..."

"I wanted you to be jealous"

How many times do you think this interaction has taken place, Kehiko?

True, on the other hand, Adonis and I were sitting next to each other in the counter seat drinking.

"Are you feeling better enough to drink even today yesterday? You're recovering very quickly."

That's what Adonis says about the beer jock. Looking sideways at that, I truly think the beer jock suits you well.

"I'm at Yukioka's place, so even a considerable amount of serious injuries heal in a short time."

And, true.

"I'm glad you're alive. It's Even one-on-one, and I'd have trouble dying."

Shortly after Adonis said with a leaning face, a master dressed as a bear offered a fruit parfait in front of Adonis.

"Right. It's a sweet day."

I truly know that Adonis sets a date for eating sweets twice a week.

"I appreciate cakes and parfaits coming out in the tavern too"

That's what Adonis says. Spoon the parfait into his mouth. Looking sideways at that, I truly think that Sweets is a man who doesn't look good at all.

Junko called Historical Pleasure to the Snow Oka Institute to show O'Annes' research results and even listen to information from Historical Pleasure.

"I've been investigating marine life ever since. As you know, the ocean is a treasure trove of creatures, and the vast majority of them are unclear areas. The earth has mankind's feet stepped into most parts, and we can't expect it to be a pioneering exploration anymore, but the sea - especially when it comes to the deep sea - is an exception to the story. In the course of that investigation, I discovered that oanness. Guppy, guppy."

"Unfortunately, I have some sad news about that oanness. That was a human achievement that was modified a long time ago with technique or mystery. I mean, it's like being a monster or something."

"I was hoping because my DNA is pretty perverted... I knew it was that kind of ochi. Gupiu......"

It was something I had somehow expected, but still an historical pleasure that could not hide my disappointment. I was expecting an extrahuman presence in a true sense, similar to that of Arlaune.

"Gupiu, what happened to Oannes and the others?

"I let them all go, though?

"Ahhhhhhh... you're as popular as ever and you're revulsive. At least kill him and soak him in formalin."

"Don't you even want more interesting information?

Junko showed a single painting to Historically Pleasant. Pictures of giant sea snake-like things fighting oanness.

"Is this their myth?

"It's a disastrous image of one or the other. Even if he's a god, he's a god."

"I mean... UMA!? I knew I had the right eye for the ocean. Ok. No... Ok. Why did you return them to the sea? I was just wondering if you'd like more information about this painting."

When I thought I was exalted, I caught on to Junko Historically Pleasant.

"GPS embedded, checking from" Moon Reading, "so I think you'll see which area of the ocean you live in."

"It didn't slip out. Your lord is also a walrus. I'll tell you when I find out."

After hearing Junko's report, Shi Yue got in a good mood again.

"Guppy, it's an honor to be used for me." Bye. "

Historical pleasure raises one hand with a distorted grin and leaves the room early.

(Ma, if I leave it to Fumi-chan, I wonder if she can take the liberty of researching and researching, getting stuck and bringing information to me again)

Dropping off a handy compatriot who would move as he wished, Junko was giggling.

47 Let's Play with the Emperor of Trash Mountains End