Unnamed Memory

The young man's long fingers gently slapped the vitreous table.

The sound of stiffness, but not so loud, disappears into silence.

What sounded stronger on the spot than that was the voice of the youth of the day.

Still looking young. Only the grey eyes are colored with ambition and challenging in a smile stained face.

"It's never impossible. Everyone just doesn't think it's possible. Wouldn't you?

"But the human being who has ever done such a thing..."

"No. But that's just happening on the record. That's only the record of this empire. What about the truth? I wouldn't know if I didn't try."

To the young man speaking with a soft smile, the middle-aged man sitting across the street wiped the sweat off his forehead. Hit a bunch of gavels and exhale deeply.

It was clear from looking at the Keys, which are peeling out, that that sweat, which is severely wetting his forehead and back from earlier, is not due to the heat. The man is forced to wear out momentarily by invisible pressure, turning his gaze around wondering if there is a chance to escape.

in a room with nothing extra.

Only a table of vitreous and two pairs of sofas are placed in a room united by a gray colour.

The young man sitting on one of them seemed to enjoy the situation itself, with his feet loosely together.

When he smiles all the time, he takes one video filter from the top of the table.

There was a "girl" there that should have been banned from leaking data. The young man looks at the side of a girl like a work of art with his eyes narrowed.

"An emperor should be inherently the supreme position to rule the people and move the country. If that's the only way to love a birdcaged bird, there's no way to get rid of it."

"Oh, that's"

"For example - beauty is not the case if you become a psychic, any of whom are numerous in the empire. I wouldn't just put it in a cage, I'd think of a better way to use it."

The filter bounced off the young man's finger slipped soundlessly over the vitreous table.

One that stopped in front of me.

The man who wipes the sweat off his forehead shrinks on the couch, whether he feared the youth's words or cowered in the chilling eyes of the "girl" shown there.

"No way, you, to the daughter of a birdcage..."

"What do you think?

The man is increasingly pale in a hazy response. When he opens his mouth halfway, he stares at the young man sitting in front of him.

But the young man only laughed further at his gaze, and the words to withdraw his disturbing remarks were not brought to pass.

Transparent ceilings. The interior of the room, where the black lattice supporting the vitreous came down to the outer circumference, was as if time had stagnated.

Alphas takes the tea served and looks around the neat room.

I don't think there's any difference between the first time I visited the room because I feel strangely white.

And that was no exception for the girl trapped in the room, who had a face that never changed and looked down on Alphas from the air.

A supple, thin leg is sparingly exposed to the man's gaze because it is halfway upside down.

But he wasn't impressed by it in any way, and he was looking back at her with no warmth.

As Tinasha spins in the air, she descends in front of Alphas.

"You've been wanting me a lot lately."

'Cause they sent me back to this assignment.'

The girl smiled in a cold response.

White, little hands linger too far from his face, combing dark brown hair.

Soft eyes. There was no temperature on the stretched finger, just the motion made me feel restless and agitated.

Tinasha takes a hot sigh when she releases her fingers.

"Occasionally… I learn to endure something called the speed of time"

What the hell is reflected in the dark eyes?

Alphas accidentally reviewed his opaque eyes - and was fascinated for a moment.

The eyes of a woman who would swallow everything, forgive and choose to be together.

If you put her next door, you'll definitely get a lot of stuff.

They are rare, but never lost.

Fantasy as if you could fill what you want to be missing.

But the man did not imitate the temptation.

When Alphas laughs himself with his nose, he returns the empty cup to the side table.

"Time passes too fast, etc., which everyone will think once and for all"

"Sometimes it's terribly late."

"To keep you from getting old?

Tinasha glanced slightly at her black eyes.

A look reminiscent of a cat. But soon, she closes her eyes and smiles.

- That was a question that was secretly smoking in the Alphas.

The day I first set foot in a birdcage was more than a year ago.

In the meantime, Tinasha, it is the clothes she is wearing that make no difference at all in the length, face or body of her hair.

It's as if time is stagnating only in this room, and whenever you visit, the girl welcomes him in the same way.

A repetition similar to continuing to scroll the same page.

But if that was all, he would never have suspected that she was "a person who wouldn't grow up".

What I thought was odd was when I reconfirmed the rumors about her.

An alien who appeared before the Emperor nearly two years ago.

Her appearance was already said to have looked about sixteen years old at that time. - I mean, just like now.

Two years is not too long. But enough time for a girl of this age to grow up.

So, if there is, Tinasha should be able to stay very close to the adult appearance.

But she doesn't grow up.

A girl with an abyss in her spirit.

Dark eyes captured Alphas again. There's a glimpse of immeasurable darkness there.

The man looked back at the darkness and was convinced.

Either that or she's already an adult. Only its appearance keeps stalling as a girl.

Tinasha smiled slightly sadly but concurred with his inquiry.

"It's in the rush to stay with this look."

"Run with who?"

"Emperor"

The terminal answer rolls down the floor like a dry bone.

The self-derision was also evident Tinasha extended her right hand to the ceiling. A finger that never grabs anything points to the ceiling of the vitreous.

"A finished bird cannot be given a place. I need this place now."

"... as an ornament"

Boiling disgust made nature and man's voice bitter.

The woman is silent.

I guess silence is the answer. Alphas rose from his bedroom when he abandoned any further conversation.

Tinasha vacates the retreat from before him.

A woman's voice whispered from behind to the man heading to the door as usual.

"If you..."

"What?"

"If you want to take me outside,"

Alphas looks back.

Pale eyes put her in sight. I can see a glimpse in Tinasha's face of emotions similar to his own.

"I..."

I wouldn't do that.

"Yes."

To a jumping reply, but the woman doesn't show any worries.

That stirred up more Alphas' agony, and he bit through the unspoken aftertaste.

The man hesitated a little, but when he walked over to her, he looked at her and smashed her ears.

"If you can get out, just run away."

"Alphas"

"I don't go along with your confusion."

The second word was clearly spoken to make it sound like surveillance as well.

Or maybe that's a word for an emperor who might hear this conversation.

It's like playing with bad taste. He leaves the birdcage at the end of the word, caught in the midst of the complications of several thoughts.

Which door closed behind you chose?

When Alphas swallowed his unspeakable emotions, he left the court that day.

"You don't hate that girl."

When I revealed the unmistakable part and asked for my thoughts, what I returned from a friend was such a light word.

Having accidentally fallen into a few moments of self-loss, Alphas frowns when he recovers from it.

That's not what I was talking about.

"Really? I thought that was the story."

Then he laughed and Kestner put up a glass of booze to show him. The amber contents reflect store lighting for added depth.

But the cloudiness did not impress Alphas in any way, and he just looked up more and more.

Alphas pushes his glass with his hand, which was empty.

"I'm a woman who doesn't know what to do. If you don't have to get involved, you better."

"Well, it doesn't feel like a lot of mysteries. But some of them would like that."

"I'm not."

"Then what if we were meeting in a normal place in a normal way?

I couldn't get rid of the interest in my friend's voice that I would try.

While realizing that, Alphas is silenced by being poked at the void.

In the birdcage, where many visitors have been evacuated, only one man seems to be directed at her interest. Kestner laughed and looked at his friends from the cadet school days.

"That's what you sound like when you listen to me.

If she had escaped the birdcage, if she hadn't been obsessed with a funny rush... she'd be able to respond to her favors. "

"No way."

A birdcage woman who keeps running with the emperor.

Her funny thing is, but it doesn't just stay there.

Alphas never takes the hand that is stretched out to him. I won't turn around no matter how mesmerized I am.

But if... if you knew her somewhere else.

The blanks in the back of my head creep.

But it just made Alphas feel bad about who he was, and it didn't make any difference.

Kestner laughs bitterly as he forgives his friendship, which has flaunted him.

"Don't look like that. I'm just saying. I don't feel bad about being treated like I'm the only one."

"Then take my place."

"Don't hesitate"

The two conversations switched in a different direction there.

A topic that has recently shifted to the situation. The birdcage fades away from Alphas' consciousness.

But the conversation at this time precipitated in his memory, and became painful at regular times.

If the birdcage had been removed from the woman of the birdcage - Alphas had always decided to think about it somewhere in his heart.