The first cat was a pitch-black black cat.

I don't remember exactly how long it was since I got home.

I just turned myself over to the time to move, and I wasn't motivated to do anything, so maybe I was confused all the time.

I remember watching TV alongside my sister.

In the television, anime and magic heroes fought to help the weak.

I remember watching it vaguely.

In this television world, there are heroes who can help you.

But they didn't come to help me in that caged world.

I felt like I was thinking of such a thing as a blur.

It was about one day.

I realized that.

I felt uncomfortable on my back.

The identity of the discomfort, the first cat, felt like a claw and a sword on my back.

While throwing up in the bathroom, my brain was reviving such nostalgic memories.

It's disgusting.

Everything is disgusting.

My memories of being with a cat made me feel a little less disgusting.

Grumbling around without taking away the memories.

What I didn't want to remember.

What to do at the facility.

From old to new.

From old to new.

It gradually shifted to the most recent memory.

There were no more cats, and I remembered where I picked up Gonsuke.

(What would have happened if I hadn't picked it up?)

If I hadn't picked up Gonsuke then, would I have stayed that way??

Without encountering anyone.

I was going to spend three years with my high school friends.

"Then, as an adult, I'll stay at my parents' house forever..."

That's what I was going to do.

Thinking of such a lowering, I threw up again.

Even though there is nothing left to vomit, the feeling of disgust does not subside at all.

Still, it was that [official] and [teacher] who were still clinging to my head.

I'm going to see that man.

I'm going to see that man.

I'm going to see that man.

I hate it when I face that man.

"What kind of torture, damn it!"

My stomach is gurgling and I'm getting nauseous again.

But if life has a choice like a game.

I just thought that if I hadn't picked up Gonske over there, I wouldn't have thrown up here.

Outside the toilet, Esther scratched her head with a troubled face.

"Is this more serious than I thought?"

No, my body has finally caught up with the emotions of a dozen years ago. "

I don't want to think that this is one of the interferences.

I hope it's his own feelings.

After all, it's a puppet.

And what it means to be born.

Oh, and all the significance of existence is pressed by the desire of other beings.

That's why he's an egoist.

That's why.

"Really, you're pathetic."

When she muttered so, Folle appeared.

"What are you doing?"

"Hmm, Tetsu's?"

“What about you??”

In response to Esther's answer, Folle leans over.

Esther pointed to the boys' toilet in such a place.

That's all.

With just that, Folle, who seemed to have understood the situation, turned pale and rushed into the men's toilet without hesitation.

Val, you hardly know what's happening to Tetsu.

What she perceived was that Tetsu was sick.

That's probably because she's related to Tetsu.

Fol and Tetsu are related to their grandmother and grandson.

Also, Folk was originally good at perceiving things around here.

Little by little, Folle came out carrying a sloppy tetsu.

"What exactly are you going to let this girl do!!"

"... nnh, if you say so, is that his own salvation??"

"What are you talking about?"

"If that bothers you, ask Juli-san."

Maybe he knows everything.

I've given you permission to be sent here on purpose.

You and Juli-san, I don't know what happened between you and Tetsu's mother, but I think you understand that Tetsu's mother won't notice your presence.

I also understand that there is a relationship between you and Tetsu.

Hey, we've got the situation so far.

Do you think this is a coincidence?

The situation is too confusing.

Who do you think is the preferred scenario right now?? "

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