Chapter 2002: 2002 22

The ringtones avoided visiting doctors in the same town and treated themselves at the inn. You could run into the wild sleepers again, and in this day and age, the doctors' arms are pinky, and many of them are yab doctors. I don't trust bell tones except for doctors I know firsthand.

"Looks like you struggled."

Xu Ya deliberately brought the doctor to the inn. Perhaps my client prepared it for me, Bell Tone thinks.

"It's all because of the exhaustion. Where the hell is my client? I can almost guess."

Mt. Seven Treasures in a sarcastic tone while undergoing treatment.

"The presence of a third party called a ghost, whether we tried it or not, was only a disturber. And so this is the result."

"Right...... Cure him now."

When I told him with a face that didn't float, Xuan Yi walked away early.

"What's wrong with that guy?

Meal II asks in wonder.

"I screwed up twice. By reporting it up there, the man may be told a story or punished."

And, good neighbour.

"If we fail further, we could be punished."

"Kusanhara Kusanhara"

Hearing the ringtone dialogue, Qiaobao Mountain shrugged aside.

Meanwhile, the wildflowers returned to Noyama and were in Nojuku.

Around the fire, a small banquet to celebrate the victory. But besides the stories of taking lives and fighting ghosts, there is no particular harvest.

In wildfire perception, that was a win. Because we survived the defeat of those who had tried to kill us, although at considerable cost.

"Yanbei, what you did today was a big deal. He was brave, not afraid of ghosts or seed islands."

"Us."

Yoshiyoshi will pour alcohol into the cup of Yanbei while honoring him in a good mood.

"It's good to be brave. There have been many phases that have been helped by your thrust. But I've been discreet. Oh, remember. I don't know. One day I'm gonna run into this guy with a bad luck."

"Us."

Yanbei snorts at his head, who laughs bitterly and beware.

"But you don't feel good about being targeted. It's usually a battle we attack, but it's disgusting that it's going to be a battle of protection. That's why I framed you for using the ghost, Azumi, but you couldn't stop me."

In tannic terms, your head tilts the cup.

There comes the tiredness that should have fallen asleep and sits close to your head.

"How's it going?

"It's okay...... Your head gave me a drink, it's bitter... thanks to the pills..."

In front of everyone's eyes, he asks the sensitive part of your head, and tiredness answers with a trance face.

"I've never seen your head so angry."

and Yoshiyoshi. That was not only tiring, but so were the other wildflowers.

"Forget it. Shame on you if you try from me. Filthy."

"Go."

In silence, Yoshiyoshi replies immediately. Tired, on the other hand, had a complex look

The whispering feast was over, and the wildflowers took to the floor.

"My lord, are you still awake...?

"Oh."

In the same futon as your head, when the tired man who slept on your head cried out, your head answered immediately.

"Steaming back earlier...... sorry...... I don't want to forget...... Because... I was glad that your head was so angry about me... and I couldn't help it. I don't want to forget..."

When tired revealed his mood, his head took a small sigh of sigh.

"I've never seen anything like it... it's kind of a bumpy hole in my ass. Yeah, it's the first time. I was so angry for someone other than myself. A few things... normal anger... different from other anger."

Talking, your head was gently stroking his tired head.

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"The butthole itches. Then I'll tell you. I... basically didn't trust anyone. Both my men. I hated everything about this floating world, and I hated the guy who lived there. I thought it was all dirty."

Your head speaks with a voice that is more sad than resentment.

"But hey...... tired. You were different. You have forgiven your heart. So, the fact that you're on your side - that you have a believable guy on your side - made me think you're happy. The alley is filled with stories of as many stars as it is with tragedies. There are stories as dirty as the number of people, there are tragedies, everyone and he all laugh and suffer. Everyone else in the world doesn't know what it's like to suffer like that, and there's more to knowing, right? But if you can go around with someone who can make it hard for you, what kind of situation is that, like, happy? Tired, ever since I met you, I've come to think so."

That's what your head thinks, and while tiredness fills me with happiness, something bothered me.

"Did your head... stop believing people?

"I have come to think that the floating world itself is filthy. And who's making the world? People. People are filthy."

Your head answers tired questions with a lonely voice.

"I know my thoughts are distorted by reason. But what choice do we have? There's no reason why I can lay low and kill people without any resistance, because no one can believe it, and everyone I see hates him. Because I was miserable when I was hungry. I saw too much terrible stuff. So I hate everything in the world. Back then, nothing did what I wanted, no wish, no prayer, all hope was turned down, and I was living a day of despair and resentment. After I got the power, I decided to do what I wanted. I decided to make everything food for me. But... I've known him since I met him tired. I've found that my way of life so far is not like my true happiness... Real happiness..."

While he was talking, he interrupted the conversation and began to take a nap.

I couldn't help but be happy, but on the other hand, I was sad and painful to learn that there was a hard past on your mind that was eroding your heart in that past. I haven't heard anything specific, but I know it's not quite right.

"As I have been saved by you, I am also your savior... That's... I can't really describe it in words... but it's great. Very, very... wonderful..."

Whisper in the ear of your head, where you are tired, and hold your head's body strongly.

"Right. Ever since I met you... I've always been aware of you. I see you all the time. That's all I am... saved..."

Your head, supposedly asleep, suddenly talks to you and holds your tired body back. While tired was astonished, he had even stronger joy when he heard what your head really meant.

In the lodging, Mt. Seven Treasures and Meals Two began to sleep in the same room.

"Why do you collect seven swords?

Sleepless meal two speaks to Mt. Qiaobao, who sleeps in the same room.

I have already spoken before Meal Two that Seven Treasure Mountains aims to align the seven famous swords demon knives. But I hadn't even told you why.

"Two, I had a strange dream. One is the dream that the number seven is a good number to get along with. And the other thing is, this is a dream like an announcement, but it's a dream like that when you collect seven of the same things, you get a wish."

"For that reason?

I couldn't understand the motive of following my dreams and collecting swords.

"Why do you say that?" For me, this is the purpose of my life. I'm not asking you to understand, but it's fun to have a life and a purpose. The harder it is, the more fun it is. "

"Just living... even though it's hard... I don't know what purpose..."

Listening to the story of Seven Treasures Mountain, Meal Two learns the sentiments of a yakuza.

"Don't you already have the purpose of brushing your arms and being strong? If you get stronger, you may not just live, but you may have another purpose."

It was pointed out that Meal Two is irritating.

"It was..."

A meal two that laughs like it stinks.

"Can I be strong?

"I don't know. But I promised I'd take care of him. It's up to you. I'm going to bed, so don't talk to me anymore."

Nanabayama tells Meal Two, which he confirms anxiously, with a gentle voice.

(If you follow this guy... I can definitely be strong. I'll make you stronger. But... what do we do when we get stronger? At that time, Mr. Seven Treasure Mountains will have exorcised me for taking my family away already... Purpose……)

Meal II fell asleep, wondering if there was anything else he wanted.

That event, when the bell sounds woke up to strange sexuality, I had remembered and thought of it many times. Get to the floor, especially on sleepless nights, etc.

Reminds me that that girl is being molested, and as she moisturizes her lower abdomen hot, she diligently wanders her own limbs in the futon, stimulating sensitive areas with both hands. Replace that girl with herself in delusion. Replace yourself with the look of being offended and screaming like a beast and desperately beating you so relentlessly that your face swells.

After such a feeling of intense excitement, something playing, and falling, the ringtone immerses itself in self-loathing.

I've had the same nightmare many times. Right in front of that girl being offended, herself immersed in masturbation. My daughter looks up at it and dreams of hitting her contempt gaze.

As there is a demon in me, I also made an effort to pay for it, but in the end I can't quit being paranoid or masturbating. I can't control myself.

I think about giving myself up to the devil and falling for it, but I can't do it either. Both reason and emotion call to rest what I have been living. The star charcoal magicians and their ancestors will betray each other.

Pushing his voice to death, he ends his time of comfort in the futon.

(Is my heart filthy...... Is it already captured by the devil and too late......)

As usual, after masturbation, the bell tone consciousness sank into darkness, falling into self-loathing.

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