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If you wake up, in the futon.

Dawn, wake yourself up slowly next. Light next to turning thirty-eight this year, but I am aware that the earliest part of my life is spent in a futon in this room.

This crappy reality has no value. No, I'm not saying there isn't at all, but I don't want to confront this reality with optical next. I don't think so.

There are more important things next to light than that. There is a wonderful world.

"Were you going to the world over there? Or is it just a dream?

Speak up and whine small.

Optical Next trips into the world in my head that I have in mind and assumes that I am active in another world. I change my appearance and my name, and believe that I am someone else.

At the earliest I don't even think that's my painted delusion. I can't tell the difference between reality and paranoia.

"I don't remember...?

Speak up and whine again.

I don't have another memory of myself going to another world. No, I can't remember it because I seem to remember it blurry.

I don't know if the sight I was seeing right now was a dream or a trip to another world. I've never done anything like this before.

Keep your eyes open for a while and stare at the ceiling. One hour... two hours...

Remember to be hungry and get up. Your helper, Tungsawa Mackerel, must have cooked us a meal. The time to wake up has not been set, so everything next to light is just made in advance and warmed up. We rarely eat together.

"Oh, sir."

When I went to the dining room, mackerel was eating.

"You'll have dinner"

"Yu hasn't come home yet. I heard from you when I was late."

Mackerel tells me it's 7: 30 PM when I look at the clock.

(With Yu, I come back to this world. Only Yu is my hope - no, untrained? Yu cares about me like this properly. Believes my words, too. Because Yu is there, I could go to another world, but not die)

That's what Kwong next assumed, he was drowning his daughter. At the same time, there are only a few feelings of sorry for my daughter.

But I don't understand optical next at all. I don't know at all why Yu is really suffering. I don't have the awareness that I'm crazy, and I can't think at all about being crazy but therefore making my daughter suffer.

"I'm home. I'm sorry I'm late. Ah... Dad, it's unusual to be in the dining room."

Yu shows up in the dining room looking unexpected.

"Sometimes I leave my room besides the bathroom and the bathroom."

"Then let's get out of the house once in a while."

"Is that... resistant?

I joke and say, gently, Light Next answers that as I remember the pull.

(It does pull off in this world, but it's on a scattered table in another)

As if to make excuses, Optical Next squeaks in his mouth.

Yu unloads the bag, takes the seat in front of the light next, and retrieves the meal with him.

"It's been a long time since I've had dinner with my father in the dining room."

Seeing the euphemism I say happily, Light Next makes me laugh lovingly, while my chest aches, my eyes close and I'm driven by the urge to trip to paranoid otherworlds and escape. We also know that this conversation is hard on my daughter because it makes her feel bad.

On the other hand, from a good point of view, I still choose words carefully. If you make too many cornering remarks, my father escapes. He breaks his heart, loses consciousness, and flees to a place where he doesn't know if it's a dream or a delusion. After experiencing it many times in the past, Yu knows.

A very, very weak person. The bearer of a heart like a glass worker. Such a father, but Yu cannot be abandoned. Because he's such a father, he can't be abandoned. And heavily hungry for parental affection.

As her mother also committed suicide and her father continued to escape reality, Yu was kept sane because a writer, a friend of Mitsuji, took a trip to Dawn Mansion and took care of Yu. Yu learned various things from him and had a great influence on Yu's personality formation.

At the end of the meal, Yu's phone rang.

"How was the commissioned murder today? I wanted to go today, but I couldn't take it off because of my parents' relationship. Come on. '

Disgruntled voice of a friend I could hear.

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"Akiichi made a unilateral decision on his own."

With my father in front of me, Yu chooses words.

"Ahhh. Did your new girlfriend go with you?

"Yes."

"Ahhh. What kind of new guy is that?

"I don't think you're the type of person I don't like. He was a normal kid, feeling like a lot of people. I'm still in middle school."

'Heh heh heh, what a normal kid would do to get into a murder club. I don't care what you think. There are some unusual elements. "

The person on the phone - Miyako, laughing strangely.

"You can't bully me too much because I'm a grown-up kid"

"It's like I've been bullying anybody from day to day."

For some time afterwards Yu was aware of his father, chatting on the phone.

Consider the call started. No, because my father paced his meal and quickly finished eating and just went back to his room.

(Just on the phone... Dad's place is a little...)

I'm sure he thinks he's lost his temper, and he's obstinate, but he was an oblivion to his father's childishness.

Such a mansion that it is difficult to put the whole house in sight even from a distance. The garden is also large.

Ryujiro Suzuki has not liked the size of his house since he was a little girl. Let me walk to the front door too, it's far to the room even when I'm inside the house.

If you open the door, it's the room. I wish I just lived there, but I'm stunned by the sensibilities of my own parents as to why I'm building a meaningless, big house. I even think it's a bad hobby for money.

Unlock your room and enter. Neither his family nor his helpers will let him in in his room, Ryujiro. In fact, however, the helper finds out as much as he wants.

The reason why no one is allowed in but yourself is obvious from the view of your own room.

Interesting print painted on one side of the wall. A giant goat-headed demon statue, suspected of where and how he brought it into the room. A small altar lined with cups, daggers, candles, pentacles, incense, canes, etc. Magic formation painted on one side of the floor. And a feeding box with rabbits placed in the corner of the room.

Put together the robe that is tatami and put on the hood, toward the statue of the goat demon, Ryujiro prays.

"I will look for new sacrifices again. Please protect me."

Devil worshipper (Satanist) - This is Ryuji's secret hobby.

"Sa and..."

Open a display and open a site.

The site of the backstreet organization, used by Ryujiro for a long time - "President Pickled in Formalin". He was a guest who was a member of this organization.

A different organization that makes it a show to abuse humans in many different ways. A huge organization whose members also have many capitalists and politicians, while flagging a number of places that even backstreet organizations would not allow, the police can't even get their hands on.

It's a very convenient organization for Ryujiro. He used this organization to do something.

Kenichi Serizawa lived with his mother in a 2DK apartment.

He owes a lot, and his mother hangs two part-time jobs. It's a critical life in conjunction with sharp best bytes, but I've never cursed a poor state of affairs.

But I want to make quick money to make it easier for the mother who is cutting herself and raising herself. There is also the aspect that the murder club uses for that purpose. Because you can also get financial rewards for committing murder. It should also be noted that homicide experience decreases slightly when seeking money.

When seeking money, only those with special circumstances. Although Akeichi passed that review, he doesn't get the money every time, and it's not that much. For the repayment of the debt, it disappears immediately. The mother won't say anything, even if Akeichi has bought some money from somewhere. I was just saying thank you.

It's not just for the mother's help. Sharp Ichi himself wants to kill, and he's possessed. If my mother finds out, she'll make me pity her, and she should never know, but she can't stop.

(What kind of kill will it be next)

Sharp One, currently at Membership Level 12, can commit up to five free murders a month. Advance application required, but mostly through. If you kill five people, you'll get five killer experience points, and I want to make full use of the authority that five people can kill before all killer experience points. Even if not, Akichi is looking for financial rewards for commissioned murder, so she has less experience.

But it doesn't mean anyone is fine. I can't be sharp, like killing strangers. This guy doesn't hurt my heart if I kill him - on the contrary, I can't do it without a level of human debris to kill and refresh him.

(I'll be working with Ryujiro again to kill him anyway... Finding someone to kill on my own is a bone. I don't care if I always depend on him. I'm talking about how much he keeps making me owe him)

Ryujiro commits similar murders. Ryujiro can carefully select and find such opponents, so Ryujiro is often asked to find them. Of course I look for it myself once in a while.

The subject has to be killed artistically. You have to scare them, torment them, taste despair and kill them. Only when that combo is formed do I believe it is a beautiful kill. Among the sharp ones is the notion that murder is an art.

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