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When the Magic Horse was a Dengin Horse, it was her mother who felt particularly ugly among the people around her.

It was the mother who was most affectionate to the horse. It was well understood by the horse. It was obviously my mother who was on my side for the longest time, and it was my mother who cared for me very much. But even so, the horse couldn't help but open his heart to his mother.

"Masao is the chosen child. You're a blessed child. He's a genius."

That's what my mother said, pressing the horse to learn a lot.

Political horses hated doing them. The mother praised the horse with great joy, but the horse did not feel happy.

Mothers often took their horses out in front of their relatives. And bragging openly in front of his relatives. Political horses knew what that meant. That is why the horse never missed this mother at all and could not be trusted. The meaning of the love was only for the mother herself.

It was a political horse who could not be believed as one of the people of the family, but finally an open-minded man appeared. Father.

My father began to think purely of my son, one time at a time. That's why I took myself out of the electric yards. The horse felt it, reviewed his father, and began to forgive him.

However, his father died suspiciously, and Zheng Ma was taken back to the courtyards.

The horse independently investigated the truth about his father's death. And I learned amazing results.

"Hey... Mom killed Dad, didn't she?

"Yes, it is."

When Zheng Horse asked, his mother did not deny it without disturbing him at all, but smiled and affirmed it lightly.

"Because he took my horse from me? What's wrong with getting it back? He did something bad. You did the worst thing in the world, so it's no use getting killed or killing. Of course not. You'll be in hell by now and in agony. Uh-huh."

An abject feeling of disgust and hatred that you can remember against an ugly smile and a creepy laugh.

"Masami-chan can be the main owner of Dengin. I mean, the king. And I am the king's mother. Is this a nice thing to do? Why should a stallion like that be killed when he tried to destroy it? Forget about him anymore. That wasn't my father or anything. Think about it and forget about it. All right?

While listening to his mother's dialogues, the horse was tasting the feeling of dyeing black in front of him.

Moreover, it was difficult for my mother's nerves to flatten out such dialogues, but I'm sure that the creature called adult is such an ugly creature in the belly.

As well as feelings of distrust and disgust towards adults, from this time onwards, the horses began to feel those feelings towards women, but they tried not to put them out as much as possible in public.

Did I come from such an ugly creature? Made in this guy's belly....)

When you become aware of this, you become even more disturbed.

When he noticed, the horse was open to his mother.

"You smell. I knew it was rotting from inside my stomach."

The horse threw out blood and shouted out a voiceless voice. The horse threw a hole in his mother's stomach as he wandered around. Of course, I didn't drill a hole with my bare hands from the beginning. Initially with a knife, open it with your hands and drag the contents from one to the next.

"Um, I don't know, but was I built by one of these and born? Disgusting. Ugly. And I'm gonna die ugly like this? No, I definitely don't want that."

Masao talks as he lays out everything that was inside his mother's belly and looks down on the floor. Of course, my mother is already dead. He was alive halfway through, but he was dead while he was trying to get something out of his stomach.

"I won't be an ugly adult. It remains pure."

Looking down at her mother, who was finished with a look like a young man, Masao returned and laughed refreshingly with a bloody face, declaring that she had left the Dengin family behind.

"There are one or two children in the class who take a survey of respected people and answer Hitler. Do you know what it's like to be a man who answers like that, even though he's such a monstrous man? I understand. After all, whether you're crazy or bad, people who do big things are attractive. By my standards, Stalin and Por Pot are a few steps higher than Hitler, but Hitler has become a major player in the world. No, there were people who deliberately took measures. Because there are people who are more convenient to do so."

During the class, Masao suddenly told a strange story toward the shake in the front seat.

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"What are you trying to say? You like Hitler, too? Or do you want to know if it's genocide or holocaust?

The shaker looks back and asks.

"Oh, what do you want to say? Uh, hey, I don't think genocide is evil at all. Because now the world is built on the genosides of the past. No matter how much history we look back and say what a tragedy it is, we live in a future that has trampled on that terrible tragedy. Trying to make Genocide look bad isn't convincing. Akira, you're right, I want to genocide sometime. But we don't have racist genocides like Hitler. You don't get drunk on the pleasure of killing people. I'll do more genocide to make everyone happy. Specifically - no, there's something I need to talk to you about first."

"Well... didn't the slaughterers in history commit suicide for the sake of the world? I wouldn't be happy if I tried to get killed."

When he heard the long tongue of the horse, he shook with dismay. Particularly amazing was the fact that everyone declared that they would be happy with genocide.

"Well, leave it. Why do you think the world is full of evil, many moaning in pain, impure, irrational and filthy? Well, there's someone with a bad personality. Moreover, the more ascendant-oriented people are, the more people with bad personalities - people trample on people and use them as food. That's all you have to say, right? Those are the people I think about genocide. [M] We'll figure out how to tell, we'll gather them together in one place, we'll kill them in a very cruel way, we'll film them, and we'll show them to all children as education from a very young age. Don't you think this is a really good thing?

"It's too impossible, there's no way to collect it, it's a terrible act that everyone rebels against."

"Even if you're scared at first, after all, when the world gets better, I'll find this right and agree with you. Humans are such things. The values of today are fear itself. But we can change our values. Suppresses rebellion. I'll also figure out how to collect it. Snowflake society for that."

The horse said confidently, without any concern for the denial of the shake.

Well, well, I hope you guys join the Snowflake Society. I want to take in as many good children as I can. The ideal is to bring in all the best kids from all over the world. Junko Yukioka, who led you to the back street, would love to join her. With her, our organization will be dramatically empowered. "

"Hah... I don't know if you want to be a messiah or a king or a god, but I just think you're crazy. I don't think I'm going to give you any Junko."

Even with contempt for Zheng Horse at the earliest, he said in an ironic tone.

"I don't want to be king. I'm number two. There are other children worthy of the king."

The words of the horse smiled and got caught in the shake. In other words, there may still be someone on the horse, sending instructions to the horse, causing the current disturbance.

"You know, to change the world, to learn from those who are failing. We turn those failures into teachers on the other hand. Do you understand? Oh, I don't know that face. Maybe it's a face you don't understand."

"Ahahah. I understand. But I can't agree with what you think."

It is an unusual, terribly poisonous cold thing to shake. I was surprised at the ten nights I was listening to the conversation in the front seat. I've known each other for a long time, but I only hear so many things about shaking that tone of voice.

"I like shaking from the beginning, but shaking doesn't seem to like me from the beginning. It's sad."

"Ahh, so much sadness. But don't just grieve. Squat in the corner of the room and weep, and stare back at yourself. It's your fault you hate me."

This is a shake that chases the political horse in an eclectic tone.

At that time, Masaki sent an email to Masaki's virtual phone.

I'm going down now. I did everything I could. I just fought with Tsugumi in the cliff room, and I lost the battle between images. "

Looking at the contents, Masao is astonished.

I didn't ask you to confront me directly. You were talking about exposing the school to threats, right? And I want you to hang out with me a little bit more. There's still a finish left.

I refuse.

Masao sent an e-mail to Masaki, but the two characters were irrelevant.

(I see. Then we can't help it. It's Akane's turn. Did Masaki lose his head that far? Or did you tell me you knew I was coming down again? Or did you believe me?

With a distorted smile, the horse thinks.

(There was also insurance at this time, right? If I don't have to use Akane, I've never moved on. But if this happens, I can't help it. It was Masaki who abandoned it on the way. the realization difficulty is changed from B minus to B plus, priority A to S minus, and importance C plus to A)

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