... I wonder who I am.
Oh, no, no. I'm not talking about amnesia or anything serious like that. No, it's not serious in another way.
"Ha hoo..."
One big exhale, trying to calm down for a second. I hope you don't mind if it's a sigh with no shards of tension at this time.
First of all, I was a pure Japanese woman born and raised in Japan. She is 28 years old, single Alasser and currently has no lover. His face isn't very good or bad, but he's a good person there, so he's going to have an out-of-the-box hottie in that he's easy to get his hands on, right? But, look, you're here. The kind that ends with friends, so to speak. That's me, Hasegawa Ring, working through the morning and evening, and I'm a regular company animal everywhere I go home to sleep.... sad.
You know who you are? It's not. - It's not. Me, I'm losing myself right now... no, with a bee. Because?
Little hands and feet in this white! Low gaze! Plus an irregular body!... Shut up! There were some irregularities even before!!
I soon found out that my stomach is obviously more puffy that I did, not just fat or pregnant or anything like that. I just didn't want to admit this reality, but I kept looking away for it.
"... you're a child... you make mistakes"
The voice of the adorable toddler, emanating from his own mouth, and Lu Rhythm, who did not turn well, made me feel that the conclusion was true. Unexpectedly hands on the ground and depressed. What the fuck......!
Hold on, really, I have no idea why this is happening. The first thing I spent was reincarnation and metastases that are common in Lanobe. Is it too much of a flower garden in your head to be caught up in that? But I feel like I'm coming.
That's exactly what you said, isn't it? It's inexplicable that I did that.
'Cause I don't remember dying.
Yeah, you know, there's a promise of reincarnation, or death in person when you transfer, or being stuck in a truck, right? No, actually, maybe it can happen with no action, but you think there's got to be some kickass.
And yet I can't even remember something different from what I always remember when I was in an accident instead of dying.
Yeah. It's the same no matter how many times I think back. I went home after the electricity as usual, and I dived into bed there for dinner, and when I realized it was morning again and I was asleep, I was supposed to be ready to go to work thinking something strange about wanting to go home already.
But what happened to this situation? Wake up as usual and the area is full of rattled rocky mountains, and your body is in toddler shape.
Everyone tries to sleep twice thinking, "What a dream..." right? So, when I lay down, I screamed "painfully" on the ground and said, "Yikes, it hurts...? ♪ And you're surprised that the possibility of dreams has been crushed ♪" Where am I? I am. That? ♪ Going to the ground, right?
Look, I'm not crazy, I'm not bad. I feel like I'm talking to someone, and one of my brains is caricaturing, but this should be the normal reaction.
Humans, this is pretty much what happens when you face situations beyond your own capacity, I'm sure.
... There are a lot of things in the world that you don't know you've thought about.
Even though he thinks, he doesn't even have the ingredients to think. You can imagine how many patterns this is, but in the end it's going to be a waste of energy just to think because you can't go beyond what you imagine.
The only thing I know is that even if I sit here like this, I just die.
There is no indication that there is gray water for what is eaten only in Rock Mountain around. I have to change places. I'm sure I'll drown and die first. I know you can't even find water after a short walk...... but I still can't help but do nothing. I can't believe someone would help me if I stayed still, that's the story.
You don't cry? What happens when you cry! Crying doesn't make my stomach swell. It's a waste of strength and moisture.
First, we have to live somehow. I can keep my health warmer if I don't move, but I'm not even waiting for help. My options are just one. You have to walk without telling me!
Nevertheless, I still think about it because I'm walking without guessing. Naturally, it's just the same thing you just did when you walked. I'd love not to think about it, but...
Ha, did even a catastrophe happen while I was sleeping for a moment? Like instant death while you're caught up in it and you don't know? It's not funny and I don't realize how happy I am he......! I've been absent from work without permission, but if it's a disaster, it's not about that, is it?
The thought keeps flowing in a direction that doesn't matter. You're tired, me. Items dripping with that in mind, I get a thin, little leg that would be mine even if I didn't like it.
"Is the owner of this body..."
Is the consciousness of me taking over, or is the one of the previous life of this body me? I don't know about that either, but isn't it unusual that such a little kid walks alone on a rocky mountain with nothing?
If it's a different world, I don't know because I can think of things that don't work from common sense, but I don't like a world where situations like this are perceived as normal.
"Ugh, cheeky..."
How much have you walked since then? Seriously sucks because I'm not even thinking about it anymore. I meant to walk quite a bit, but you know how far I walked with this little stride...
I'm hungry, and my throat is crunchy. I have to take a short break because I've been falling over and over again.
"Ah... that might be nice"
What I got in my eye was a little smudge of rocky mountains. About fifty meters away, I guess? Probably a really small smudge, but that's why I think this body would go in, and even if it had an outside enemy, it would protect itself. I thought so and shook my last force and took a step forward.
... I was supposed to.
Apparently this young body was more limited than I thought. It was a mistake to think that because of the long life of the livestock company, we could still go about this. We should have quoted the standards lower. As much as I can't do it for a toddler's body, I figured it out after a little thought.
Stupid, I am.
With that in mind, I let go of consciousness.