Telling Hulka his thoughts. Ethan (yes) felt like it was all over.
I lost everything and got her.
If you try it as a story, the book (cheeky) butt (jiri) fits.
So when her sudden change was reported to him by the Great Tsubaki, he felt more uncomfortable than surprise and anxiety, first and foremost, that he had been torn through his dawn dreams.
I saw LYNE's message when I was taking summer courses at school. He jumped out of the classroom without even asking for permission from his teacher. It wasn't until I got on the train along the sea that I realized I had left my bag. There are more passengers than usual because of the summer vacation. Both they cheer for the sea seen through the windows, and the demon wreckage (cradle) bending their hips, everything appears far from themselves. Even the train wobble seemed unbridled. He couldn't even grasp the hanger (Tsukawa) and stood with his hand clutched to his pocket.
Otsuki was waiting in the hospital lobby.
"What's Hulka's capacity?
The sky greeted (greeted) without a greeting.
He's in the infirmary right now.
Osamu answers as he walks side by side.
"Why do you suddenly..."
"Hulka was going to the sea this evening, she had a fever three days ago and the teacher said it might not have been a good idea to hit the cold wind. I haven't been conscious since this morning."
The two boarded the elevator.
The pale stood feeling the slight shaking that accompanied the ascent. I haven't seen Hulka in two weeks. I tried to come here last week but I stopped because I got a message from her saying "Wait for a reply yet". I don't know how this happened in just those two weeks.
When I got off the elevator, it was noisy.
It's usually just a hallway where doctors and nurses shoe sounds, but now it's full of footsteps and voices. The old men were talking about something and jumping barefoot on the burning sand. When they listen carefully, they mumble with a unique savvy of "oh Prudence, oh Prudence" in their mouths.
The pale frowned.
"What is it, that"
"I'm praying for you, Harka."
Otsuki scratches his head.
It would be the religion that Shaya (Saya) was going to.
"Why don't you call the guards and go after them? It's a nuisance to others."
"There's Halka's mother in there, too. You could've rubbed it pretty hard trying to chase me once, couldn't you? I was shouted out."
There was a figure of the mother in the group. I met him once when he was still in the hospital. He looks as old as his grandmother with gray hair and no makeup, and he doesn't look like Halka.
"Is that what makes you sick?
"Come on. The teacher calls it" Ward Dance, "though."
Otsuki also looks bitter and stares at the outsiders "prayers.
The sky walked away. Straight through the middle of the hallway. The guys obsessed with God's favor won't even try to clear the way, so I stuck it out. It hits your shoulder or elbow (twist). There are those who can bump into him. Still, I don't stop praying. "Don't worry, don't worry, Prudence," he shouted, jumping and trampling the floor.
He doesn't believe in the power of prayer. If you can form something in prayer, the people in that town didn't die. My people didn't have to lose their lives either. I could have won the battle.
Prayer doesn't work. But I can't help but pray while I know about it - how powerful can the prayers of those who have never been placed in such a situation be?
There was a man in his 40s who was so much younger than he was around. He wears a grey suit and holds a large coin (oh wow) that the priest waves at the shrine. When they complain of prayer in a common voice, those around them sum it up.
The pale stopped his legs and stared at the man. The man looked sideways at him as he continued to utter his prayer voice. There is sweat on that temple.
I thought I'd kill him.
I can erase this ear barrier (mistless) voice with my mind and body movements much more whispering than prayer. Much easier than killing a demon wreck.
"Aoi, let's go"
The otaki touches my back. The pale took his eyes off the man and walked away. I still felt it pull inside my right elbow.
The treatment room was like a zoo or aquarium.
I can look down at the hospital bed through the glass window from where the pale is. The walls and floors are painted in water, like swimming pools of white bears and penguins.
Hulka is sinking at the bottom of it. Tubes and cables don't capture her body and let her go. The oxygen inhaler covers his face (oh) and hides his expression. The drawer of the emergency cart, similar to the tool box, is open and the medicine inside is peering.
Four cylinders were spinning over the machine placed beside the bed.
"That's the artificial heart and lung."
Otsuki puts her finger on the glass. "Harka said she had inflammation all over her body and most of her organs weren't functioning"
The pale thought of when he slept in that bed. Doctors, nurses and strangers in suits were looking down at him from this tour room. There was also the face of my grandparents. He was looking at the face that was directed at him between fainting with high fever and pain.
They are of no help. Just because I saw their faces doesn't mean the fever goes back or the pain heals.
He hated the people up there then. I wanted to put fever, pain and suffering on your shoulders.
Shall we go now?
He took his eyes off Hulka and walked away. I can't imagine how much her suffering is. His illness healed. He moved away from that place like the bottom of the water.
Scratch a group blocking the hallway and head to Shaya's room.
She was lying in bed as an example.
"Hey, can I help you?"
Knock on her hand. I noticed my nails stretched. Longitudinally, the muscles are convex (bumpy). I have a bad blood color as if I had been immersed in ice water for a long time. Who cuts the outstretched nails?
"It's okay if you don't mind."
That's how he put his hips down on the couch. Otsuki sits down quite a bit.
Neither the device placed around Shaya, nor the monitor that changes the display incrementally, nor the tube that stabs her in the body, is more than Halka's. Haruka is heavier than Shaya, who has been asleep for more than six months.
I hear prayers. He stood up tongue-in-cheek and closed the drawer. Still, the chanting voice crawls in (yes) Riko. Even though the doors and walls are glazed and there is no shadow of man on the surface, the voice is clearly present on the spot.
He dotted the TV. Turn up the volume and say the voice of prayer is tightened from the private room. On the screen I was doing a wide show. I see the demon wreck.
"Channel...... Shall I turn it back?
I get glanced at in the face by Daijin.
He realized he had the look on his face of battle. Exhale and loosen (loosen) the facial muscles.
Whether you're a writer or a lawyer, you hear prayers between commentators talking. I can call Hulka's real name and call him God's name.
"Shall we continue this previous story?"
Otsuki, he said, moved his under-eye muscles tingly.
"Uehara-kun, are you kidding me?
"It's a good idea."
I tried to make him laugh, but he doesn't laugh well. "I thought you'd be more comfortable talking about something."
If I had a voice, I wouldn't have to hear it outside.
I don't know if it's good without Hulka. If she's not listening, her feelings for her are going to come out with a shock (or two) in her mouth.
Shaya doesn't talk about anything.
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Shaya and I have come a long way to lead the way.
At the end of the day, the valley rolled over with the "Cascade Shield" and became a thin lump across the road. And the heathens decided to go their way, and to go up the mountains.
It's a less trampled road, and it's not even on the map. Using maps and compasses, he gained a general idea of his current location.
That huge flying object was in sight all the time while we were gauging the orientation using the familiar summit as a landmark. The men of the "Wildfire" platoon were killed by the "Me" who flew in from there. And now the Ethers are walking directly beneath the floating of that flying object - towards the lake.
It was for Hulka that he was late from Shaya. Something's wrong with her from earlier. My feet are fluttering. My eyes are lying around, and I look pale. Is it dehydration?
He stopped his leg and took the water bottle from Zach's side pocket. Drinking water, Hulka chases me. I heard a rough breath.
"Hydrate."
Speaking of which, she doesn't flirt.
Her backpack rocked about. Poke your hands and knees to the ground and stick your face off the road to the slopes on the valley side.
Her breath clogged and she vomited. The Ether threw the water bottle away and rushed over.
Take the backpack from her back. I had stopped vomiting, but I rubbed my back. The sweat stains the surface of the blazer gently.
He put his hand under her hair and touched her neck. Against expectations, it's dry there.
"It's an amazing fever..."
Cover your chin and press your palms across your neck. My thumb belly touches my lips. It was wet and wet there. I felt like I'd gotten into something she shouldn't have touched. He pulled his hand from between his hair.
"Water..."
Says under her disturbed breath. Ether took the water bottle from her backpack.
Can you wake up?
As he held out her hand, so did she. Grab a dirty palm on the soil and pull it back.
"Let's take a break"
He also spoke to Shaya, who preceded him, and lowered his hips over the lined backpack.
Hulka contains water from the water bottle, rinsing her mouth and spitting it on the slope.
"How long have you been out of shape?
"Since the morning, but it just got worse"
"I get a fever when I spear (do it) too. Probably a side effect of power."
"I didn't have this before. Because they didn't use much force."
They came to the land when they were told. Department of Defense or something organization. I sent them to the dead. How far do you know things? Do you also know who that flying object is?
"Hot."
She takes off the blazer and wraps around the sleeves (so) of the white shirt.
"You should pinch it here."
Ether snapped a bungee cord on the front of the backpack. Hulka beards her legs and puts a blazer on her sitting bag.
The heavily revealed inner leg whites continue into the darkness beneath the skirt. Sweat-dyed white shirt with hair and its tipped pink around the chest. Wrinkles (wrinkles) between eyebrows, tips (and) lips, and color out the bad mood.
If she had been a classmate, she would have been far away. But now I immediately felt her fever with my hands.
I don't want to die, I think. There will be many enemies waiting for us on our way, but we do not want to die there. I don't want you to die. I won't let anyone take this fever.
"Pull, are you all right?
Shaya pulled back from the end of the road. I saw that face. The sky was a little pale.
"Hey, it... what's up"
"What, this?
When Shaya rubbed it under her nose with the back of her hand, the red one broke. "I'm not stopping earlier, nosebleeds"
She sat down over there facing the Ethers. Take the tissue paper provided by Hulka and wipe your nose and hands.
"What else is the nosebleed? Fever or something."
"I wonder if you have a little fever"
"So this is swallowing?
The pale took the solubilizer (snack) from the front pocket of the backpack. No two tablets are cut from the sheet, and throw them at me in Shaya. She swallowed right up with the water from the water bottle.
"You too."
I'll even give it to Halka, but she shakes her head (wears it).
"I don't swallow alley medicine"
"Out, Chimata"
Shaya laughs and grabs her jersey pocket. "If everyone in an alley like Pull falls and goes to hell, hell is a pain in the ass."
"That's how people in the alley keep turning away from the right thing."
"Yes, sir."
Shaya took a pack of cigarettes and set one on fire.
Hulka stands up and takes a distance from Shaya.
"Me, I hate tobacco"
"I know."
Shaya breathes smoke for a long time. "But I like it. Because I'm from Chimata."
And the Ether stood with his backpack, and threw it into the midst of Hulkah.
"Actually, I hate tobacco, too."
"I felt like it for the first time"
I can stare at Hulka. The pale shrugged his shoulders and lowered his hips.
"I wonder if I can go to heaven too."
"This dress is more important to me now than it is in distant heaven."
When Shaya smokes deeply, the tip of the tobacco burns brightly. Two tablets of antipyretic were thrown into his mouth, and he blew it.
"Can we get to the station by the end of the day?
Halka as she stands looks down at him.
They are aiming for Fuji Valley Station. That's where the Wildfire platoon decided to meet. The pale head there too. Return to your town and fight to the end.
He retrieved the map. Guess course time from other hiking trails.
Five hours from here.
View watch - 1: 30 pm. "Getting there in the light is tough. We'll go back to the camp when we're done."
I try to get a map, I get eyes on my thumb. Red lipstick faintly dyed my finger belly. The Ether looked up at Hulka. She looks at the sky. He clenched his thumb and opened his backpack pocket.