Even if I decay here, as I was attracted to them, someone will surely take over. Someone will be under their influence and have the same heart as myself. And do the same thing. It takes over the will.
No, or whoever is going to take over may also be the original bearer of the same heart as himself. Before I took over, I might have been the same owner of my heart as they were.
Every year, there are murders all over the world.
Aside from the reason, a murder is something that always happens, the boy thinks. That's how the world is made. Someone is able to kill someone. There will be no more murders.
Well, then how the hell is the world like that? How can anyone who makes a murder happen?
The boy - Toshizo Sumida thinks, those who commit murder are predetermined by such fate. He said he was, in a sense, a fine victim, given an inescapable cursed fate.
Because somehow murder will never disappear from the world, and someone will, one day, always be the perpetrator.
To be honest, I've had that desire and urge since I was a little girl. Even when I saw the news of the murder, in my mind I always thought, in the mood of the killer's side. I suppressed it without executing it, but the desire to try to kill people and the interest in what would happen if I killed people was tremendously strong.
"I see. Is this how you feel? Do you kill people with these feelings, and after you kill them, you feel this way? And is this happening all over the world every day?"
Seeing the corpse at his feet, Jun-san thinks calmly. He said he was a victim in the name of an assailant.
I have no sympathy for the corpse at my feet. This woman is a natural bastard who was killed. At the time I let someone else kill me, I can't help it anymore. You deserve it. karma. Instead, I consider myself pathetic because I have become a murderer.
Jun-san is not going to go to jail or anything like shutting up and getting caught by the police. I don't think I've done anything wrong. Open a bulletin board around the back street to find a way not to get caught. I've heard rumors. He said that if you put him under the shelter of the backstreet tissue, he could even rub off the murder.
But I couldn't. There were several such organizations, but mostly, after hearing the circumstances, they decided whether it was worth rubbing it off. He was... unconscious that he had done something wrong, but he had a consciousness that if someone convicted him of his crimes, he would only be convicted.
Jun-san just killed her lover impulsively.
He had been driven by the urge to kill people before, but he was desperately patient. I kept putting up with it because I wanted to kill over and over but I didn't want to be a murderer. But now I understand by killing people. That's what I was destined for.
I had no pessimism about killing people either. I have no fear of doing irrevocable things and on the contrary, I feel really refreshed to know who I really am. Now is the happiest time. Now is the real beginning of my life. That's why I don't want it to end.
"If you think there is a smell of blood and resentment..."
Huh, there was a voice in the same room, and Jun-san was a little nervous.
Soon a woman comes up to her house, right behind her oblique back, looking at the corpse.
That was the only anomaly, but Jun-san panicked his head there, judging like this. She said she was a backstreet resident accustomed to the training grounds.
"You're still young and pathetic. to each other."
Skinny white woman with blonde blue eyes. Age is...... probably not so young, but I don't know. He's got a big bear under his eyes, and he's not even going to hide it with makeup.
"I need your help."
Even though their identity was suspicious in the first meeting, they suddenly bumped into such demands, and the woman ate them.
"You are... an unusual person, aren't you? It's strange from the dialogue. Then... I need your help."
"You fly too far between. But enough dialogue to attract interest."
The woman grinned.
"Fine. Let's overlap curiosity with curiosity. Let's also take care of the meeting for a reason. Let's hope you'll entertain me in the future. EVERY MAN AND EVERY WOMAN IS A STAR Let's hope how you shine."
When I heard the woman's dialogue, I thought Jun-san was from the same family, but I didn't feel creepy.
I also remember clearly the part where I spoke in English, and I learned what that meant later.
That was seven years ago.
The world is full of evil.
There are numerous beings who can refuse to be clearly evil, even if they do not touch the analogy.
Those who plainly harm and disparage others for their own desires. That was unforgivable to him. And he himself was also a victim of such evil.
"Why did you do such an extra thing!
Beating up childhood taming in the heavy rain, he shouted out loud enough to be undone by the sound of heavy rain.
"Why did you get your hands dirty for me...! Why not!"
I really knew without asking. A childhood boy, I guess, couldn't forgive. I'm usually floating, and I have the opposite negative side to myself, but I guess I was still driven by my outrage. But even though I knew, I couldn't help but scream, and I couldn't help beating him.
"I couldn't forgive you."
Childhood tame stood up grinning as he defiled his righteous and adorable face with muddy water.
If it's something that's often funny in a situation like this, knowing a lot about childhood habits frightens him, too. But I also know it's that kind of guy.
"Whether it's you and your blood-connected grandfather, it's evil, isn't it? Even if he's legally innocent, he's the murderer who drove your father to death, right? I couldn't forgive the evil that the law couldn't judge, because I couldn't forgive the evil that you couldn't forgive, and instead of you and the law, I"
I tried to soak up muddy water and put my hands around it, and childhood tame said with a smile on my face. The smile that I was used to seeing was soaking wet in the rain, which burned into his memory.
Childhood friendliness - Ryujiro Suzuki still doesn't break his own pace even in this situation. Like some kind of monster, he looked like Kenichi Serizawa.
"I killed a man..."
"It's actually not even the first time, is it? I was so despised, I kept quiet."
Sharply speaking in a trembling voice, Ryujiro says it's obvious.
"I was born on these stars. There's always a bad guy out there somewhere in human society, but I seem to have been one of them. But even if you try that from me, there is an unforgivable evil. That's the grandfather and grandmother who unreasonably blamed your father for committing suicide. And they were the ones who took your father's company."
"No way......"
"Yes, I think the officers of the company that took over your father's company are being tortured by the ghosts in hell by now, too."
Sharp Ichi gets stunned by Ryujiro, who tells him with an irreplaceable and flamboyant smile, without even making him feel malicious.
My childhood best friend was an evil and a monster. But...
It is not an unforgivable evil. And before he was evil, he was a childhood friend and best friend.
"I... will keep an eye on you now. I'll keep an eye on you so you don't fall into unforgivable evil. If you want to go that way, I'll kill you."
"Hahaha, that's not cool. I'll be careful."
A beautiful boy who looks younger than his age, Ryuji, who laughs openly as usual, sees his face swollen up, and Sharp One feels chest pain.
"Hit me... I'm sorry. You can hit me back if you want."
"I don't like it. My hand hurts. It's not a hobby to have such a nasty friendship."
Ryujiro joked and said, sharply expressing an apology that seemed unspeakable.
"And... thanks..."
Sharply thanking him as he could hardly say, Ryujiro was silent with a smile on his face and seemingly out of sight.
That was three years ago.
Intense rhetoric was unfolding in the Earthschool Student Chairman's Office.
It is Kenji Sunset Kechi, chairman of the Wind Discipline Commission, who has been yelling at me. The reason I've been yelling at you is because I found out that Ryujiro and Akiichi are part of the murder club.
"I haven't done one thing to embarrass myself!
"Hey, Akiichi, keep your voice down a little..."
Seeing that Sharp Ichi, who always seemed calm, was stripping away his emotions, Sunji was eating.
"Don't push your values! You always are! I'm doing what I thought was right! I have no idea what I'm doing right now, even if it's supposed to be evil! More than that, what about the guy who's hiding behind your favorite rules and rules and hurting and trampling others!
I could also have guessed to Good Governance that Akeichi was deliberately exaggerating with such a dialogue because he or his body had been hurt.
I still had something to say to Good Governance, and not all of Sharp One's claims can be admitted. But Sharp One's pure anger was justified by it, and he felt that before he knew it, he had touched Sharp One's wound without darkness, and he was disinclined to argue any further.
"Sorry......"
Apologizing with guilt, Good Governance turned his back on the sharp ones.
"Huh?"
The actions of Good Governance were unexpected to Sharply. No, I had no idea why Shinji suddenly apologized and then interrupted the argument when he said he was still in the middle of an argument.
(Wait. There's something I want to say and I want to hear...)
This statement ended with indigestion. He remained stabbed in the heart, as if it were a small thorn that could not be pulled out in the sharp first.
I know that good governance has claims. But before he could say it all, he stopped talking on his own. I don't care how you look at it, it's not that kind of atmosphere that Good Governance said he lost.
(What the hell...)
Sharp One can't go on any further because they're not willing to argue anymore.