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By the time True was eating with his mother, Toichi had brought the food into his room to eat while hitting the internet.

A total of one is a family of five, living with their parents, brother and sister. I don't always look the best at the table when I eat. Always eat alone. Toichi hates his family, and Toichi's family doesn't feel comfortable about Toichi either.

Isolated not only at school, but also at home, Shinichi opens a back-of-school site that is an important base of mind during meals. I want to eat in the most restful spaces, so let's just say this choice is natural for Totally One.

He stares at the screen projected into the air and quietly carries the rice to his mouth. But only when writing and reloading with the task of changing the ID will the dietary hand really stop. Therefore, a total of one meal takes a terrible amount of time to finish.

When it comes to the writing content of the first total, it is still to slap back the true bad words and those who denied them. There's very little else to talk about.

No matter how sneezy you are, the moment you write Hate Aizawa True Bad Mouth, you will be filled with unsaid accomplishments and bliss and, above all, a sense of victory. Write it down and I feel like I won it. The moment is the moment of bliss for all. So much so that it is not an exaggeration to say the greatest pleasure for him.

But I know all about it. to the fact that it is only a bluff for a few moments. I know, but I try not to think about it. I try not to think, but those who try to force me to be conscious appear in the head of a total of one.

That was me. Another self appears in the totality one. The self that sees itself objectively. Maybe that was derived from the conscience and self-control that remains in the total one. It becomes a statue and appears in the head of Totally One, and speaks to Totally One.

(Still not trying to look back at yourself? The real you are a piece of crap. Bottom line, bottom line. The only way to relieve stress for you that sucks and miserable is to talk anonymously and badly. Exactly. Aizawa you are conscious of, Aizawa you are jealous of, only one of you disparages it, it is also spotted by everyone and enjoys dancing on its own. No, I'm pretending to be having fun. You're an easy guy to immerse yourself in pleasure by pretending you enjoyed it)

The other self I created in me - the phantom keeps talking. Words full of malice, scorn and ridicule are showered. But they are all true.

Toichi blocks his ears, but his voice doesn't stop. Even if I try to keep my mind closed and not think about it, my voice won't stop. When it comes to what you did in time to get hysterical again and contain the confusing mind, it's to change your ID and write down true bad words again. This calms me down a little again.

(Dependent on Aizawa, the unforgivable being, to restore calm, that's a dogma everywhere. Too much pity)

After a while I heard another voice. The self that gets to know me.

(I'll quiz you. Who's the ugliest person in the world? The answer is Kenichi Umegamiya. Question number two, the most unusual and pathetic thing in the world is -)

"Shut up!"

Unexpectedly he shouts in his voice and keeps his mouth down much.

"You must be the one who shut up. What are you calling me?"

The door of the room opened without a knock, and his father stared at the total one with an evil look.

"... sorry"

He turns away and apologizes with a toad in his mouth.

"Damn, you idiot."

The father poisoned and closed the door.

From his father and mother, Toichi has never felt affection. I don't even know what that is. According to information obtained from television, cartoons and other fiction, apparently in a decent home, parents know that they love their children. That doesn't apply in my home.

I believe that the greatest cause of my misfortune lies with my parents. Parents were born with scrupulous children because they were both scrupulous, both parents were incompetent so they had vain children whose procedures were poor and what they did didn't work, and children of twisted minds were raised because their parents didn't have a decent education and no love was poured out.

(I'm not bad at anything. It's all their fault. It's their fault. I was not born well. I can't believe that just determines everything...)

Conscious of truth again. His neat face is clearly burned in the back of his brain. No one else can think of a face so easily.

(Please exchange faces with me. Replace the motor nerves. I need you to replace my parents. That would make me much happier than I am now. I'm sure my personality will get better. Instead, he must be unhappy and have a bad personality.)

When I think about it, I feel like I've just been saved a little bit. Comforting.

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(Every day, every day, you're all aware of him. More than just a one-sided Kikuchi Reiko, you're just thinking about Makoto Aizawa)

In a mixed tone of ridicule and ridicule, the statue said. Toichi didn't even want to be aware of that. I didn't want to face it. I was thoroughly running away from reality.

What the phantom says is true and true. But if I admit it, I feel like I'm gonna lose, and I can't admit it. You can't lose. If I admit to losing, I'm done. If you even assume you can't lose, you can't beat anyone. Aizawa Shin has never lost either. I haven't beaten anyone in this world.

(The vain statue is about you, isn't it? Keep looking away from yourself with your unfounded strengths. Why don't you take turns with me? That way I can live a better life than I do now. Maybe you'll get along with Makoto Aizawa, who is unconscious, dazzling, envious, and hateful every day. You know what I mean. Even he's not a bad guy. I want you to defend Lanobe. On the contrary, he's a good guy. That's why people like me. Unlike you)

(No kidding!

I tried so hard to speak to him, I called him in my heart.

I've been nagging for a while now, but I'm heading online again. I ask for a terrible reaction, even though I think it only follows Les of Denial. No matter how much they hate you and make fun of you, only this space is an important contact with others for the sum of one. It's the most important place for Toichi.

Someone was reacting and putting the res on me. A total of one face is broken. You can deny it. I want a reaction. But I noticed something strange. It's not anti-lesbian.

"I agree. I don't like her either."

To that lesson about my writing, Toichi doubted his eyes.

'It's not loving, it feels like you're looking down on people, and I don't have a good impression. I want to give you that clear face.'

I keep writing with the same ID. It's the first time I've seen it. Such as someone who says something truly negative about Aizawa besides himself on this message board.

"Do you use multiple IDs around to perform yourself again? - I'll do it.

That seems to have been the case with the other contributors. I can't help it. But this isn't it. First time endorser. First comrade. The spirit of total one was exalted.

Then the writing of that same ID goes on and on. Thanks for writing like a woman. I'm clearly saying the truth badly, with opinions from a different angle than I am.

"Aizawa beating asshole, but not a bit different from the usual pattern?

That kind of writing caught my eye. I don't think it's possible to feel that way either. Anyway, it's really someone else.

"You think only one of us is slapping him? I'm not. I'll show you soon. '

Along with the writing, the image was stretched.

The image was a completely meaningless pattern. It shapes a weird bug, like a butterfly or a moth, with six split-sized wings. Something like a small letter was amazingly written around the tattoo, but I have no idea which language it is. I'm not sure if it's a language.

"You've been working on how to perform."

"Can you tell me what the proof and what they are?"

The writing that stirred her up went on for a while afterwards, but that's when she stopped showing up.

On the other hand, Toichi was excited and moved. I even cried with joy. I wasn't alone. People with the same feelings were in the same school. I don't even know if they're in the same class, but they're definitely students from the same school. And it looks like a girl.

(Must be a good character kid who doesn't judge a man by his face. I'd like to talk more. I'd actually like to see him if possible)

I can't help but think so.

(Maybe it's Kikuchi. I really hate Aizawa. So... Comrade hater, you like me too...)

Unfounded and convenient delusions are swelling. Until he went to bed that day, he continued to be drunk with a different sense of happiness than the stirring of the internet.

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