[Hanashiro]
“...What an awful guy.”
[Kuroto]
“...Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“He really gets on my nerves. I hate that jerk.”
[Kuroto]
“...Why do you hate him so much?”
[Hanashiro]
“It pisses me off the way he stands next to you like it's perfectly normal.”
[Kuroto]
“What?”
[Kuroto]
“He may be the one that raised you, Kuroto, but to me...
Well, I hate my own guardian, too.”
[Kuroto]
“...Is that the guardian Kurotaka and that man from the military mentioned?”
[Hanashiro]
“Yeah. Even though my real parents are still alive, I have a guardian.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Hanashiro]
“Actually, I wasn't abandoned, I was sold.
…Well, there's not much of a difference, anyway.”
[Hanashiro]
“I never thought of those people, who were so taken in by money that they'd sell their own child to the country, as parents in the first place...”
[Hanashiro]
“...H-huh?”
[Hanashiro]
“Wah...”
[Kuroto]
“There's a blanket. Use it.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh? …Y-Yeah, thanks.”
[Kuroto]
“If you're not feeling well, don't talk bout things that'll make you feel worse.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh...?”
[Kuroto]
“We're probably safe here. Just hurry up and get better. Once you do, I'll listen to everything you have to say.”
[Hanashiro]
“...Yeah... thanks.”
[Hanashiro]
“But you know, I don't really care about my parents anymore.”
[Kuroto]
“What?”
[Hanashiro]
“It's not like I need parents with you around, Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“Stupid. Go to sleep.”
[Hanashiro]
“...Yeah... good night.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“...Jeez...”
[Kuroto]
“Am I supposed to be a replacement for your parents, idiot.”
---
[Kuroto]
(......)
[Kuroto]
(...This is...?)
[Kuroto]
(…?)
[Kuroto]
(…Is someone there...?)
[Girl]
“......”
[Kuroto]
(......)
[Kuroto]
(…You're...)
[Girl]
“Just a little longer.”
[Kuroto]
(…What...?)
[Girl]
“It's just a little longer until it breaks.”
[Kuroto]
(…Until what breaks...?)
[Girl]
“The vessel of life is breaking, so Kuroto will end it.”
[Kuroto]
(…What do you mean...?)
[Girl]
“And then, the whole world will be dyed white...
and go on forever.”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Girl]
“That's how this world is.”
[Kuroto]
(…What...?)
[Girl]
“...But...”
[Girl]
“If Kuroto dies, a new Kuroto will be reborn.”
[Girl]
“It'll keep repeating forever and ever. Forever and ever, until Kuroto ends it.”
[Kuroto]
(…What will....)
[???]
“...Are you really okay with that?”
[???]
“Yes. I'm sorry you came all this way to save me, but I've already decided. This will put an end to things.”
[???]
“...I don't understand. How can you let yourself become a sacrifice like this.”
[???]
“There's really no profound reason.”
[???]
“What?”
[???]
“...If you still feel like helping me, can you promise me one thing?”
[Kuroto]
(…What is this, where am I hearing this from?)
[???]
“Huh, so it's you?”
[???]
“...Hmmm? Well, whatever. I feel kinda bad since we've just met and all, but I'll be killing you now. For the sake of the world, right?”
[Kuroto]
(…Whose voice is this?)
[???]
“...Ngh... why aren't you fighting back...?!”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Kuroto]
(…Is that me?)
[???]
“...No, no! Even if this child really is Kuroto... even if he's Kuroto, this child is mine!”
[???]
“...No... stop! Don't kill him...!”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Kuroto]
(…Who was that)
[Girl]
“......”
[Girl]
“That's why, Kuroto.”
[Girl]
“Enough's enough... Let's end it.”
[Girl]
“Because you'll be born over and over again, lots of people will be sad.”
[Girl]
“The people who hate you, the people who love you, everyone will be sad because you're here, Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Girl]
“End it all now. Let's make a world where no one is sad.”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Kuroto]
(Why?)
[Girl]
“It's not your fault, Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
(Why is this happening?)
[Kuroto]
(Who made it this way?!)
[Girl]
“...”
[Girl]
“God.”
---
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“Another... dream...?”
[Kuroto]
“...What the hell was that dream about... I can't get rid of this terrible feeling. Damn it.”
[Kuroto]
“...Hm...?”
[Kuroto]
“...Hanashiro's gone again? Has his fever gone down...?”
[Kuroto]
“......”
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>May as well look for him
>Whatever, leave him be
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“...What an awful guy.”
[Kuroto]
“...Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“He really gets on my nerves. I hate that jerk.”
[Kuroto]
“...Why do you hate him so much?”
[Hanashiro]
“It pisses me off the way he stands next to you like it's perfectly normal.”
[Kuroto]
“What?”
[Kuroto]
“He may be the one that raised you, Kuroto, but to me...
Well, I hate my own guardian, too.”
[Kuroto]
“...Is that the guardian Kurotaka and that man from the military mentioned?”
[Hanashiro]
“Yeah. Even though my real parents are still alive, I have a guardian.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Hanashiro]
“Actually, I wasn't abandoned, I was sold.
…Well, there's not much of a difference, anyway.”
[Hanashiro]
“I never thought of those people, who were so taken in by money that they'd sell their own child to the country, as parents in the first place...”
[Hanashiro]
“...H-huh?”
[Hanashiro]
“Wah...”
[Kuroto]
“There's a blanket. Use it.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh? …Y-Yeah, thanks.”
[Kuroto]
“If you're not feeling well, don't talk bout things that'll make you feel worse.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh...?”
[Kuroto]
“We're probably safe here. Just hurry up and get better. Once you do, I'll listen to everything you have to say.”
[Hanashiro]
“...Yeah... thanks.”
[Hanashiro]
“But you know, I don't really care about my parents anymore.”
[Kuroto]
“What?”
[Hanashiro]
“It's not like I need parents with you around, Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“Stupid. Go to sleep.”
[Hanashiro]
“...Yeah... good night.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“...Jeez...”
[Kuroto]
“Am I supposed to be a replacement for your parents, idiot.”
---
[Kuroto]
(......)
[Kuroto]
(...This is...?)
[Kuroto]
(…?)
[Kuroto]
(…Is someone there...?)
[Girl]
“......”
[Kuroto]
(......)
[Kuroto]
(…You're...)
[Girl]
“Just a little longer.”
[Kuroto]
(…What...?)
[Girl]
“It's just a little longer until it breaks.”
[Kuroto]
(…Until what breaks...?)
[Girl]
“The vessel of life is breaking, so Kuroto will end it.”
[Kuroto]
(…What do you mean...?)
[Girl]
“And then, the whole world will be dyed white...
and go on forever.”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Girl]
“That's how this world is.”
[Kuroto]
(…What...?)
[Girl]
“...But...”
[Girl]
“If Kuroto dies, a new Kuroto will be reborn.”
[Girl]
“It'll keep repeating forever and ever. Forever and ever, until Kuroto ends it.”
[Kuroto]
(…What will....)
[???]
“...Are you really okay with that?”
[???]
“Yes. I'm sorry you came all this way to save me, but I've already decided. This will put an end to things.”
[???]
“...I don't understand. How can you let yourself become a sacrifice like this.”
[???]
“There's really no profound reason.”
[???]
“What?”
[???]
“...If you still feel like helping me, can you promise me one thing?”
[Kuroto]
(…What is this, where am I hearing this from?)
[???]
“Huh, so it's you?”
[???]
“...Hmmm? Well, whatever. I feel kinda bad since we've just met and all, but I'll be killing you now. For the sake of the world, right?”
[Kuroto]
(…Whose voice is this?)
[???]
“...Ngh... why aren't you fighting back...?!”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Kuroto]
(…Is that me?)
[???]
“...No, no! Even if this child really is Kuroto... even if he's Kuroto, this child is mine!”
[???]
“...No... stop! Don't kill him...!”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Kuroto]
(…Who was that)
[Girl]
“......”
[Girl]
“That's why, Kuroto.”
[Girl]
“Enough's enough... Let's end it.”
[Girl]
“Because you'll be born over and over again, lots of people will be sad.”
[Girl]
“The people who hate you, the people who love you, everyone will be sad because you're here, Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Girl]
“End it all now. Let's make a world where no one is sad.”
[Kuroto]
(…...)
[Kuroto]
(Why?)
[Girl]
“It's not your fault, Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
(Why is this happening?)
[Kuroto]
(Who made it this way?!)
[Girl]
“...”
[Girl]
“God.”
---
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“Another... dream...?”
[Kuroto]
“...What the hell was that dream about... I can't get rid of this terrible feeling. Damn it.”
[Kuroto]
“...Hm...?”
[Kuroto]
“...Hanashiro's gone again? Has his fever gone down...?”
[Kuroto]
“......”
--------------------------------------------------------
>May as well look for him
>Whatever, leave him be
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