Chapter 11: Chapter 10

 

 

 

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Chapter 10

 

 

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I go out, watching the surroundings before taking up the goggles and wearing them.

 

"For the time being... does that mean you don't have plans to take over this boy's body."

 

"I lived my life properly, greeted death as a friend. Do you think I want to live once more? But, well, I do have a wish."

 

"A wish?"

 

"I want to experience what love is."

 

"Fufu~ you want to experience what is love~. You know, young man, you are quite my type. How about it? I don't think my body is in any way inferior right now as well."

 

The 'Mother' pulls out a bit of the kimono she is wearing, exposing one of her complete bosoms in full view. It is stunning. 

 

Moreover, the smile she made, as if mocking the man in front, could make any man lose his stature and pounce on her to punish her.

 

However.

 

"I want to feel the real deal."

 

"A Real deal... huh."

 

"If I can't get that, I would rather look from this boy's eyes and other senses."

 

"I see, so you will be giving this body back to its original owner while looking at it from the sidelines. You really have a nasty personality."

 

"I had this throughout the previous life I lived. Say whatever you may."

 

"Ahhh, haaa, and here I was getting lonely. My lovely breasts would grow old before tasting such a wonderful man again."

 

*peeks at the man's (Eita's) side.

 

However, he was simply busy sipping onto his tea.

 

"... Where did that tea arrive from?"

 

"I thought the mother of this facility would know what else is in this room."

 

"Fu~unn... So that's how you would play. So what will you do now."

 

"I have done what I should. Now there's only one thing left."

 

*Through hand signs,

[That is to give this body back to this young man. But unfortunately, I don't know how. And there comes what you have been tasked for.]

 

*shudder.

 

"What does that mean. And how did you---"

"Ahahaha, don't make such a serious expression. I shall take my leave. I need to get out of here asap before they can find me out."

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She glared at me till I exited.

 

"Fuu~ that was fun after a long time."

 

Without further ado, I went to where I was told my belongings were kept.

 

I took hold of my belongings.

 

And lost conscience.

 

I don't actually know how.

 

Eita boy... you really have such strange people surrounding you. 

 

Why did you have to be so loving towards your little sister? What was the need for being such a humble soul? Helping your teacher... Or should I say elder sister...

 

Because of all this,

Your life has become a solace for them. Unable to live without.

You are the cause of your own troubles, Eita. 

 

Well, I will be waiting for you to awaken again.

 

I will keep hiding in these memories until I see you capable enough.

 

Till that time, I will train your subconscious being.

 

In front of me was a kid, bound by the sheer darkness of the mind. A small vibrating light, with his hands and legs bound by vines in the posture of a cross. Bare body.

 

His long black hair had turned almost white. Only the tips reflected some greys. Reliving his memories again and again.

 

No, perhaps he is making himself relive his memories of those good times. So that he could keep forgetting everything.

 

Tears would drop down from his face from time to time.

 

Sleeping in silent agony.

 

"You shall be my last disciple. Eita."

Saying this, I pulled away the different path of the memory which linked him to that incident. 

 

The incident of that night. 

 

Till I was the only way, he could reach there.

 

Programming his memories in such a way that this black spot was somehow bypassed in the conscious mind.

 

Slowly the vines loosen, after which he drops off to the floor.

"I don't have the hobby to hug another man. However, are you even a man?"

 

Ahhh, it is the soul. Technically genderless.

 

Looking at my own... yeap, my sword was also missing.

 

Damn.

 

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Sleep well.

For the train that awaits you has a destiny that looks like heaven.

But it is worse than hell.

 

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End Of Chapter 

 

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