Chapter 1176: 1176 Three Preambles

Sweet Miho has one of the happiest times in his nineteen years of life so far.

Looking back at that period, conscious that I was the happiest, I now live in a miserable mood.

I want to go back then. I want time, place, myself, all back. But that's never going to happen.

I don't think so, like I want to grab the same happiness as that, or I want something more than that. No, I don't think so.

The time I was shining the best. A moment of wholeheartedly laughable bliss. That has never lasted long, but it penetrates deeply into the soul. It is engraved in my heart. Burning to memory.

Miho had two people he loved.

It's never been a long time, but when I was with those two, it was the nicest time of my life ever. It was an intense time. It was an important time. It was a glowing time.

I took the liberty of believing they were compatriots. He said he was a comrade fighting for the same purpose.

But two of the three, anyway, the other was different. That was the beginning of tragedy and debacle.

One name is Junko Yukioka. The other name is Zero Hayasaka.

Once Miho came to a death game hosted by an organization called Formalin-Pickled President because of the debt his father bore. At that time, Miho was still the owner of the apparent mental.

Miho was saved by Junko, who was likely to lose the Death Game, knew Zero and taught him a lot, and then visited Junko's place with Zero to modify it to gain strength.

Only when did the three of them start acting together, became obsessed with games hosted by a formalin-pickled president, and Miho became a complete backstreet dweller.

The three had won with the momentum of the bamboo, admired and floated by many.

While Miho and the others were neglected by the organization, another faction within the formalin-pickled president signed up for an exclusive contract saying, "I want you to flourish as a regular player". Miho was happy to accept. I nodded zero too. However, Junko, who could be considered the leader of Miho et al., refused.

"It's time for the tide. I've had enough fun, and I'd rather not get into the depth."

The words of Junko, who was towing the two as leaders, were incredible to Miho.

She didn't, even though she thought the three of us had survived the trials more than once and were bound by a hard bond, but thought we would continue to fight.

"Was Junko just going to spare time or play? Or do you feel like volunteering to help us?"

The man Miho had a pale love heart - Zero Hayasaka had a stunned look, stuffed by Junko.

"It's both. And I wonder if I've ever made you guys into experimental benches."

Junko answered with a troubled face, and Miho tasted the thought of losing all his body power in tears.

"Hey Miho... why are you crying? That depressing?

Surprised, upset Junko.

"I thought we were a destiny community..."

"Me too... I respected Junko. No, I worshipped him. But why all of a sudden..."

Zero was also stunned. I felt the same way about Miho.

"I really don't care...... my main business is Mad Scientist, and I was dating to see how well you guys performed after the retrofit surgery, right? You said that right from the start, didn't you?

To the words spoken by Junko with a troubled face, Miho and Zero passed through their earliest dismay and despair.

And after that day, even if Miho or Zero contacted him, Junko started dealing with him in a blatantly cold manner. It was perfectly clear that I had lost interest.

We are completely ignored as the other mice are voiced by Junko. Seeing that reality, the two were increasingly depressed.

"I asked Junko why he changed his attitude like that"

In front of Miho, Zero said.

"When people show up that give themselves excessive heat, they seem to be neglected. They're quite a few of us. He said that when you can turn to consciousness like trying to obey, worship, or have romantic feelings, you get a rejection."

Report zero with no hegemony. From Miho's point of view, it's clear he's taking more serious damage than himself.

Miho also knew that Zero was concerned with Junko. Miho had zero pale thoughts in Miho, but I don't mind if it's Junko and I can't help it. I thought I'd give up.

Yet... Junko threw it all out. That is unforgivable to Miho. I had no choice but to do so.

"They say we're rats. Not like a mouse. Being freed from the interest of Junko. But I told Junko. I don't change my mind. He wants us to be free to use it as a test bench. I said - I'm sure the rats want it. Then... think about it. Sounds like a little... pity to me. So I've been waiting for Junko..."

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"Stop it! Pity!"

I couldn't stand hearing any more zero stories, and Miho was crying and screaming.

"I hate you...... I am. I hate Junko..."

"Right...... But I can't. I can't hate you."

He was smiling masochistically, watching Miho tear zero and distort his face to anger at the same time, tearing zero.

That was three years ago.

The girl traveled all the time. Have a happy journey.

Throughout the journey, there was always death everywhere around us. Death was created. The storm of death was raging. I was walking on a road paved with death.

It was an unquestionable and happy journey. It was a happy time.

Two-person journey with blind youth. We were just happy walking together. That was enough. It was filled with light. The young man was the sun.

But... the girl knew. This happiness, peace, must come to an end not so far away. When the light is lost and the world is enveloped in darkness again.

The young man who was with the girl continues to produce death. Keep turning the living into immobile wreckage.

The youth did not see this world as a reality. I believed it was in the game. And I told him that I was a player and that the girl was also a player.

That's why the youth didn't feel guilty about killing any number of people. He kept running away from the cops chasing him, and he accepted that sometimes killing him in return was only part of the game.

While traveling, the girl did not believe the youth story, but appropriately spoke to the youth.

Eventually the girl had a vague hunch, the end times come.

The young man we were traveling with - Lu Taniguchi was murdered.

Girl - Yukie Jindo tried to die herself after land, but she didn't.

Yukie then tried to imitate the land, but it really doesn't work.

He painstakingly scratched to be the same as on land while continuing to be treated in isolation in a psychiatric ward for minors. That's what Yukie wanted now.

But... Yukie's real hope... is to go back in time. Walking with that indiscriminate mass murderer, going back to those wonderful days.

Yukie, who has a never-ending desire. Yukie spends time for no reason. Before her like that, one girl asked to see me.

Her first meeting led Yukie out of the psychiatric ward. I only meant to follow that girl with one word.

"I'll move you forward."

Despite the fact that it was a word with no specificity, Yuki Painting assumed and obeyed at will that he had finally come. He said the game finally moved out.

That was three days ago.

Heavy rain like pulling back a bath barrel. And thunderous noises roaring nearby.

In the rain, she leaked a rind, tears and runny nose, and the white-squeezed woman cried forever.

The white clothes are all dirty to the ground and proud. The hair stretched from the white soft hat is also slightly wet and snapped into the skin and clothes.

It's all over. Sweet time was lost. I realized I had lost my happiness.

What she really wanted was a bond, a family, a compatriot, a loved one.

She didn't doubt it because she believed she got it. But for the other person, she didn't amount to such a thing.

"Lily, come on, it's boring."

Words pressed like baked meat in my heart. Pain that never goes away.

I raise my voice and cry, but by the sound of heavy rain and thunder, it can only be heard in person. A scream that never reaches anyone.

The only way to get rid of this pain - the only way to cut off this grief - is through hatred. There is only vengeance. That's how she came to the conclusion. At that time... it was.

That was at least twenty years ago.

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