The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Past (1), ready to trade, boy

The boy runs rough on the treadmill. The beating heart. I sweated from my forehead to my chest. There are only two boys and trainers in a large training ground. The trainer with his arms crossed was a cold man. The posture of looking at me with arms crossed is very overwhelming. The boy gets tired and wants to quit, but he keeps running, looking at the Trainer. Looks like we're running out of time. 15 minutes is too long for the Interval to feel. It was an unwilling exercise. It was an unbearable exercise.

My watch was chirping. Trainer gives a stop sign.

“Stop. Go to the next. ”

Ow, ow, ow. The boy who fell down, holding the handle of a stationary treadmill, is soaked in sweat. The drops of sweat that fell from the tip rolled from the forehead to the chin looked like tears. I am a boy who is often depressed these days. I wonder if he's really crying. The ground seems to continue to move after running for a long time. Trainer raises his voice to keep you occupied. “Go to next!” It's almost an old military level of coercion. This is exactly what the army felt like when it was being kept as a military colony. It's a story I heard from my father. It's been a long time since I became a recruiter, so my father must have heard the stories, too.

The cycle of anaerobic and aerobic movements was repeated. Even though it looks rough, there is no strain on the body by putting sensors on the body and controlling the intensity. Trainers are the only ones here right now, but there's a medical team waiting beyond one of the walls, watching the monitor. Trainers listen to them with a receiver in their ears. Even when running a treadmill, it was managed to not exceed 85% of the maximum heart rate. It is difficult for a single item to be faulty.

The product, of course, is the body of a boy.

Today is the last day to build a body out of exercise. Everyone involved in this transaction was rewarded further when the transaction was successfully completed, as were the trainers. It is the last day of your product management, and there is a slight shake in your behavior even if you do not have any facial changes. Maybe he's nervous. He's good at looking at other people's feelings. I didn't see it wrong. You can't find any compassion, affection, or concern towards yourself.

I'm just looking at the product.

I feel sad that everyone I meet after the deal is settled, even my parents treat the boy as a commodity. I didn't want anyone else to, but I didn't want anyone in the family to. Who am I making this sacrifice for...?

Maybe that's why the boy is looking for warmth every time he meets his eyes. Nothing. I haven't found it yet, and I don't think I will.

Trainers are among the longest product management personnel on the axis. At least on the day of separation, I expected a different look.

Like a seizure, suddenly, the anger in my heart tried to burst open. It's been happening since I was a kid. The boy cleared his mind. The suppressed emotions that were squeaking and rolling around in the corners of my heart are drowned in the waves of silence that brought about the silence of consciousness. Sink.

When the last training was over, the boy greeted him.

“Thank you for everything. Well done.”

Trainer answered briefly.

“Take care of it. It's expensive.”

“… Yes. ”

But at the end of the day, I wish I could be remembered as a smile. Soon my body will be visible to others as mine. The boy thought so, and gave a good smile that had bought the likes of his friends since childhood. I don't know if I can see it in a mirror, but it's unusual somewhere.

Trainer flinches. I looked carefully, but even the boy who read others' minds surprisingly did not know the meaning of the reaction. I wish I could see his eyes, but he's wearing sunglasses.

Eventually, he became a person who didn't even know his name.

Names are important.

Full of bodyguards, returning to the home where the medical staff and family stay together. Home. It's not a previous home, but a stranger. It is big and tall. It hears the sound of the car rolling in. A small body that opens the door before anyone else. My brother who likes my brother comes and sticks with me. I don't know anything yet.

“Wow, it's you! Heehee!”

The boy hugged his 10-year-old brother. The child was surprised and liked it. I couldn't have done this if I was my older brother, but I was able to do this with strength while exercising. Somehow, he hugs a small body that feels warm and smiles.

“Blue, how are you? ”

“Yes! Like you said, I waited for you, listening carefully to Mom and Dad and my sister! ”

“Yes, you're a good boy. ”

After that, the family greeted the boy with a slightly awkward look. My parents acted like sinners. However, beyond the shadow, I see more expectations, and for the boy, his parents are sad in many ways. My sister has a dark complexion and looks a little dark. I kept avoiding the eyes of the boy without making eye contact. I appreciate the boy's feelings, but I want you to be straight with me. I want you to remember.

My father scratches his head. He looks more like a boy than a boy. in that I don't feel the weight of life. So there was something good about it. He was like a friend.He was better than all the fathers who couldn't even be friends. But now...

Forty lines of boy say to the little boy:

“Welcome. A week... alone? Today was the last day of your workout, right? ”

“Yes, have you been well? ”

“What could have happened to us? You're the most important thing. It's the beams of the house. ”

“… I see. ”

I don't talk after that. A slow silence settles. Like being crushed by the air, or like it is hard to tolerate this atmosphere, Mother leaves instead. I reached out my hand.

“I was waiting to eat with you. Come on in.”

I hold my hand and look at my sister one more time. I also avoided looking. But I can see your eyes are red. The boy became depressed, trying not to express his feelings. If you show up, your sister will really cry.

My sister was born in the fall. That's why I called it an autumn. The boy was born in winter. That's why it became the middle of winter. My youngest was born in the summer, and the sky was blue, so it was blue. When I heard each reason, I thought it would be easy to name it. However, her and her sister's names were pretty. Winter is cold. I hated the feeling of loneliness. A bygone tale.

Like I said, I was ready to eat. But the diet was different. Boys, winter's share is set aside. Since I made myself into a workout, I have to focus on adjusting my condition and balancing my body internally with diet. That was the job of the medical staff staying with the family. I manage my boy's diet and lifestyle while staying overnight with him until the day of the deal. I'm glad I don't see my family once a week like I do when I exercise. Over the past 4 months, I have only been able to see my family's face in weeks.

Sis, autumn's face became darker. When I was a child, it was beautiful as a rose, but as I grew up, my thorns started to grow, and now my flowers seemed to wither.

Since I was old, autumn was responsible for the family's cooking. I was better than my mother. It was autumn, too, when I saw it once a week. Although the medical staff did not stop the autumn dishes themselves, they analyzed each ingredient to limit the amount winter would eat.

The boy who was born when it snowed in the field was fine. In the coming full moon, you can see your family every day until the day the deal closes.

After the meal, the medical staff collected the boy's blood. Looked at the checklist on the tablet they were holding. Actually, I don't know. Hematocrit, normal. MCV, normal. MCH, normal. VDRL, negative. Blood calcium, normal... Well, all voices are normal, so there's nothing wrong with that. I decided to think easily.

I wanted to talk, but it was a long conversation. My parents keep looking the other way, and seeing their buttocks moving makes me feel uncomfortable. This deal is illegal, and it looks like a business that sells his son's body. The winter boy tried to set the mood up with jokes, but at this time, the unsuccessful father detonated the bomb.

“That's not necessarily a bad thing. How many young people scam insurance for post-mortem benefits before the age of 65? How fun is this virtual reality game? You'll be playing with your brain for the rest of your life, so if your peers find out, they'll be jealous and want to die. First of all, you don't have to study, you don't have to go to college. ”

The winter boy smiled closely, but not his autumn sister. Winter's sister was horribly angry.

“What do you mean, Dad? I can't hold her again! I can't hold her again! You want to spend the rest of your life playing? Then just dig him up! ”

“Fall!”

My mother raised her voice. Rather than a tree, he said to refrain from looking at the medical staff because he was concerned. Autumn grips its teeth, and when she sees her brother in the winter with teary eyes, she leaves a tablecloth and goes up the stairs. Tears fell like petals.

My dad's fine and he's acting all right. I know it's not okay. I noticed some physical signs when I was angry.

I don't know if I deserve to be angry. You hear the sound of a stone rolling near your heart. It's a sound I hear alone.

The boy who was born in winter had a cold childhood. In a spiritual sense, it's because of him that he's good at counting other people's minds. I wanted to be loved, I didn't count, I was sick a lot.

Dad, I'm not a bad person, but I'm impulsive. Even if you can be friends with your child, you are easily angry, tired, and nauseous like your child. It was not the wood of a respected parent. I'll be a good father when I'm relaxed, but when I'm poor, I let my whole family take the test.

I don't know anyone else. For blue, the test would be too harsh. My eyes are still rolling from side to side. I'm sorry.

Father is not angry because he sees the notion of winter. In case my son changes his mind, I'll withdraw my consent to the deal.

Systemic. When technology wasn't advanced, it meant transplanting the entire body under the neck. Now that technology has developed, the meaning has changed slightly with surgery that implants only the brain and spinal cord, or the anterior chamber.

The use of the body of a minor in a systemic ceremony is only possible after more than one month of formal cerebral necropsy. It is lawful for registered medical institutions, citizens who have legally applied for transplantation, to undergo refusal testing in the order of their application, to be processed in the amount corresponding to the systemic items on the medical check. Therefore, it was illegal to trade the body of a healthy winter.

Interestingly, even though it was illegal, the chairman of the comet group had to ask for the consent of the body provider. He said it was his moral code. Breaking the law is because it's wrong. In other words, he did not respect the law, but kept his own morality like iron.

So, he wanted to get angry, but he couldn't get it out of his head. You will have to filter your insides a few times before you can say a good word. It's a difficult task for an impulsive person.

“Hey, kid. You know that's not supposed to shake your heart, right? Uh, um... If you behave irresponsibly... The whole family is quite embarrassed. ”

Irresponsible? Winter counts quietly inside. It was a habit to endure. It felt like a stone was rolling all over my heart. This is the third time today. Frequently. We can't do this. You must be as old as you are in winter. I close my eyes and think of the scenery of snowing. Let the loneliness consume the anger. After the turbulence subsided, the winter boy quietly shakes his head.

“Don't worry. ”

With that in mind, winter was all about eating. I just want to leave it and go to my sister, but I can't do it under these circumstances because of the medical staff who supervise meals without looking. This is in compliance with the terms of the contract. I had to eat the portion given.

Let's change our minds. Autumn sister's cooking. Delicious.I don't have many chances to try it.

I emptied the bowl thoroughly. Brushing, gargling, and showers are also contractually mandatory. Take care of your body at its best. After everything was done, I was able to find the Autumn Room with Blue.

Autumn was crying lonelily. Blue is messing with you and your brother. I cry when others cry. Before winter calmed down, autumn attracted its youngest. He wipes his tears with a handkerchief and says he's fine now.

“I was sick for a while. I feel fine now that I'm all better. ”

“Really? You're not sick anymore? ”

“Yes, really. ”

“Heehee.”

Blue smiles cute.

I have two beds in my sister's room. Blue slept right here with him. Of course, there's a bed in the blue room. The money you received from the contract is almost there, but you'll get the balance soon, so he bought it again, thinking about what to do. Mother, I wonder if I can spend money like this in winter, when I'm used to living in poverty. I don't wear color. I don't want it to be a blur. You can also hear a squeaking sound near your heart. It's not that big this time.

Blue was sleepy when he ate as a child. The child smiling that it was good just to be with her started to fall asleep. I swept my head once, and in the fall I sat at the edge of my bed. Eyes towards winter. I make eye contact. This is the first time I've heard it today.

In his eyes, tears immediately poured out. The boy was greatly embarrassed.

“Sis, what's the matter...? ”

I sit next to her to wipe my tears, and autumn holds her hand and cries horribly. The sound kills the creature. The trembling torso tilts, and the crown is placed on the winter chest. Pathetically shaken shoulders. Winter hugged me quietly. Tsk, tsk. There was a drop of water. Silent snow. Sadly, it feels like something that was lacking. Specifically... the warmth of a person who sought hard from others but was never there.

Her voice was wet.

“Oh my god, what should I do... Winter... ”

“It's okay. We can talk. We can meet in the lobby when we get to the morgue. ”

“ ……. ”

Autumn replaced the answer with two arms facing each other.

I wonder how long it's been. There was a knock on the door.

“It's almost bedtime. Come out.”

One of the medical staff, the nurse's voice. Official.

The stone that was found in the chest of the winter boy struck again.