Bishoujo wo Jouzu ni Nikubenki ni Suru Houhou

I broke up with my brother, and I'm walking with Tobotobo on my way back to the apartment.

When we broke up in the park, my brother said he was going back to the local area, but what about it actually? I didn't feel like I was still over here, but I didn't even feel like poking around.

I mean, I wanted to get out of front of my brother as soon as possible.

The possibility surfaced that they were watching the whole act with True Harp, and as far as I'm concerned, I didn't feel comfortable.

But my stomach hurts when I don't talk about it at all and my brother smiles nostalgic for telling old stories.

Then I'll kill him alive. As a matter of fact, it would have been easier to reopen it if it had been pointed out.

That said, I was dying of stress in Mach on that spot, but I'm glad they didn't point me out when they let me go like this.

If it had been pointed out, how the hell would I have been?

I stopped and sighed as I looked up into the night sky.

The exhaling breath is white.

I am reminded of my time in foster care. With that said, it was also a cold day the last time I saw him in foster care before he left the area.

When I threw the ring at you, you looked like a pigeon ate a bean cannon.

Suddenly I disappeared, and I wonder what happened to foster care.

Did you cry? Or was it like inside, standing up immediately, looking straight ahead, and walking out?

I had no reason to know that I wasn't at the scene, but Reichung actually became Makoto's student chairman.

Even if I hadn't been kicked out of my house, I was going to disappear before I was in foster care.

Numerous times he fell, crawled to the ground, and still crawled forward in foster care. Back then, the inside needed me.

But he didn't need me to get up and walk out. No, I thought my presence would ruin him.

He didn't want to come out in public because he cared about me. I was extremely hypersensitive to getting out in front of me.

Full of talent, nature and the people coming together, he had the qualities to stand on top of people. Yet he tried to throw his talents and people into the dob without a problem.

That's why he disappeared from before him. I disappeared without saying anything.

If you put him in foster care, it would be an act of betrayal.

They dumped me if they wanted.

"Ha, funny. Am I with foster care? I can't believe my brother did the same thing to me..."

It's something you don't realize you can do. I assumed they abandoned me and resented the family that abandoned me. Without even knowing it was set up to be so.

"Maybe he noticed in foster care..."

When I hadn't seen him again in two years, he was laughing rather than yelling.

My brother told me I was just confused and flabbergasted.

"Makoto... no, you can't just disappear from before him"

True harp is not like foster care. If I'm gone, he won't. No, we won't be talking about where it won't work.

When I was stuck in my shell and suppressing my emotions, I would have stayed alive. But he broke his shell and went outside. Even if I wanted to go back, there were no more shells that were protecting me.

I'm the one who broke his shell. Then I knew and tore it. So I can't just disappear from the front of him.

"But what do we do? If my brother told my father or my mother about my relationship with Makoto..."

If what your brother said is true, then forced repatriation is well thought out. Or can we really get rid of it this time?

It doesn't change the fact that my father is the head of the Castle Island family, even if he is not the father I know.

In the end, I am kept alive by my father's will. To overturn that father's decision...

"Do you want to quit high school and work..."

If there is no more financial assistance from my father, do I bow my head back to my parents' house, work to secure the funds, or choose a third option?

Third choice. That's the way to persuade your parents by taking True Harp home and saying they're socializing on the assumption of marriage.

Regardless, marriage is only a convenience, and for me, Makoto is not only a tool for sexual processing, she's not going to be my wife.

In short, a true harp is a meat potty, and in a family registry, it becomes a true harp of Castle Island, but if you ask me, it is a true harp of meat potty.

'Cause if you're mistaken, you're in trouble, yeah.

Thinking about it, should I have asked my brother after all?

I don't know when my parents will tell me what's going on, and I can't calm down. And my stomach hurts.

With that said, Rikanaka used to say it. Mr. Castle Island has failed many times, but he has never misjudged anything.

At that time, I was upset at the way I said I had failed so many times, and I punished you scattered. But now I don't feel like I can say it back.

"It's just a mistake to judge this time..."

I squatted on the spot, and when I sighed heavily, I got up and walked out.

Trouble doesn't start. More than they've known, they'll have to wait until the verdict is delivered.

So I just have to put that on hold.

And the immediate problem is the true harp. That bastard, if my brother was in his room, he'd know that and keep his mouth shut with me. We have to question him and punish him.

We arrived at the apartment in heavy footsteps and rode the elevator through the hall.

After a while the elevator stops and the door opens.

How to inquire about the true harp. If you ask me, I'll probably confess, but unlike in foster care, he'll lie to me. Plus, it's surprisingly strong. Do you want me to opiate and reduce my thinking skills before drawing information?

That said, I'm just tired today. Even if you ask, I want to sleep a little.

With that in mind, I arrived in front of the room.

That's where I noticed. You don't have the keys to the room.

This apartment is equipped with an intercom in each room, but visitors cannot enter the building unless they use the intercom next to the front entrance to contact the occupant and have the automatic door of the front entrance open.

But the occupant can open the automatic door by entering a PIN number. For that reason, I was completely oblivious that I didn't have a key.

So I noticed even more. How did my brother get into the apartment? Whether you have a key or not, you cannot enter the apartment without knowing your PIN.

I set the PIN at the time of occupancy and haven't given it to anyone. If I knew, I'd be like an administrator.

Did the administrator tell you that? If you prove you're a relative, I might tell you.

I had no choice but to push the intercom, thinking I probably would. But no one answers after waiting a while.

Shit, are they asleep? At least Shizuka Ogasawara was awake when I left the room.

I tried to look at my watch but remembered I took it off when I took a bath. I don't even have a phone.

It was probably around 5pm when I left the room. Then I went to the convenience store and talked to my brother in the park.

If less than two hours have passed since you left the room, the time now is probably around 7 p.m.?

If so, it is fully possible that Shizuka Ogasawara, who was awake, also fell asleep.

No, they're other people in the first place. Just because you pressed the intercom is unlikely to leave itself.

"Doh, what do we do? Keep it up and you'll be framed for going wild..."

Cold sweat spreads through my cheeks.

Shizuka Ogasawara is no good. Because I have an extra decent thought circuit, I would never answer the intercom, even if I was awake.

If it's possible, it's true harp. If you're that idiot, the more you wake up, the more likely you'll be on the intercom.

If this happens, I'll have to stick it until the real harp comes out. But the question is whether the sleeping mahjong wakes up about the intercom.

I pressed the intercom again as I was ready for a long fight. Then I heard a slight electronic sound called putsch.

Yes, it's Castle Island.

I was delighted by the sound of the harp I heard.

Stupid. I thought you were stupid, but I've never thought you were so stupid and good.

But Makoto, this time it's good, but I don't know if I'm going to be on the intercom on my own in my absence, so think about it in common sense.

'Oh, this is Aoi's house, but I'm Ogasawara. Why am I in Aoi's house, well, because Aoi's girlfriend, eh? So what, Aoi is away? I'm her, so I'm keeping her away. Uh, hey, in short, I'm trusted. Aoi isn't being honest, but he's actually a very cute character. And then it's kind of saying--'

I felt blue muscles appear in my temples when I told Makoto something I hadn't even heard.

What I thought was stupid and good is correction. I knew it wouldn't work. Koz.

"Huh? How did you like Aoi, sir? Uh, hey, it'll be a long time if we talk. Then I'll talk to you from the one I met. That, yes, was the night of the moon when it rained softly '

"Hey idiot, I didn't ask. Open the door, you idiot."

It's the night of the month when it rains. If it was raining, I wouldn't see the moon. It was after school that I had direct contact with True Harp in the first place, not at night.

Don't make up an encounter, you idiot.

'Idiot? Who are you talking about, idiot? My name is Makoto Ogasawara. It's not a stupid name.'

True harp's voice turned into a slightly rotten voice. You're in a bad mood when they tell you you're stupid? What's wrong with saying stupid to an idiot? Besides, you are definitely an idiot.

I can admire the thought. And I learned to be in a hurry.

True harp shut up. I suddenly decided to change my attitude when I thought Makoto had shut up after talking so much about something I hadn't even heard.

I'm patient now. Unless True Harp opens the door, you can't go in the room. So until True Harp opens the door, we just have to get in the mood.

"Wow, bad, bad. You're not an idiot. So what? Open the door, please."

He spoke with as gentle a voice as possible toward the silent true harp.

'... open the door? No, this is Aoi's home. You can't let people you don't know in.'

True harp, which looks completely rotten, says such a thing by lowering the tone of his voice.

Come on, give me a break.

"You're not a stranger, are you? It's me, Ethereum. You know that in your voice, right? Hey, please. It's cold out there, and I don't like cold. Please, open it."

My frustration is going to explode, but I talk desperately. When the door opens, I'll thoroughly tear this idiot apart. But patience, now is the time for patience.

'Sure, your voice is similar, but you may be a good voice manager. Besides, Aoi would be able to get in there himself.' Cause this is Aoi's home. '

His temple vessels were about to run out of bees in the twinkly voice he could hear.

But damn, what True Harp is saying is roughly right. Sure is an asshole to forget your keys when you leave the room. I can't say anything back to that point. Moreover, the voice is slightly different from the usual voice because it is over the intercom. It's only natural to doubt it.

But True Harp knows I'm the one over the intercom. Anyway, I have a monitor. You must see me perfectly.

I mean, True Harp doesn't open the door knowing it's me. Are you trying to get revenge because you are usually treated like a good person?

Fuck you, I didn't know there was going to be a day to be played from the true harp.

There is a good chance that it will not come to light if it stays this way. Plus, the stress of accumulating in Mach is going to make a hole in my stomach. If this happens, will we change the means?

Having switched my mind, I gave up letting True Harp open the door.

"Shizuka! Can you hear me, Shizuka! Not in your stupid sister. No! Exchange terms! If you open the door, there's only one thing you want."

An electronic sound called Putsch that I heard while I was screaming. That bastard cut the intercom.

I slapped my fist against the wall, desperately calming my spirit while eating and tying my teeth.

Wait, wait here. It is possible that Shizuka's name was given and the hasty Makoto cut the intercom to open the door.

If you push the intercom again here and the harp returns, you may even enter the infinite loop.

Besides, even if Shizuka Shizuka Ogasawara doesn't open the door, it's possible that Shizuka Ogasawara heard me.

It's looking good, we should wait to contain the rage that springs up now anyway.

But the door didn't open so long as I lived.

What do I do, what do I really do with this? One step ahead of the door is my castle, but I can't get in there. Besides, the temperature is dropping in seconds.

Cold, very cold. It's still better because I have a coat I borrowed from my brother, but the cold ones are cold.

You can't expect Shizuka Ogasawara to say that the door won't open. Are you sleeping, or are you in a state where you can't move, or are you going to hang out with your sister and play with me?

I would have the key. If I had a brother, I might be able to get him inside, but I don't know where that brother is either. I don't even have a phone to contact.

I mean, there's only one way to convince True Harp.

I took a few deep breaths to calm down my feelings and pushed the intercom.

After a while I waited, I heard an electronic noise called Putsch.

'Yes, it's Castle Island. Which is it?

Anger nearly exploded at the echoing true harp voice, but I was forced to smile.

The intercom camera shows me. You can't even try to be flexible with words alone.

Think of this as your last chance. Failure is not tolerated. It's not until you get inside the room that you can play the trumpet. Until then, kill yourself and sell your soul to the devil.

"Ki, it's Castle Island, it's Castle Island Aoi. Makoto Ogasawara...... right?

I talked to the cat without a voice as my smile was about to attract.

"I don't know where Aoi Castle Island is, but it's not Aoi Castle Island I know. 'Cause Aoi wouldn't say that.'

A twinkly voice sounded, and I heard an electronic noise called putz.

Oh, oh, you're lying, man. You're lying.

I almost broke my knee and felt my hands against the wall.

Weight that weighs snugly on both shoulders. Spilling tiredness. Hot eyeballs.

Is today a bad day? I listened to my brother, and even though his spirit is rubbing off, is this how it works?

Even though it's my room, I can't believe it's in front of me, but I can't go in there.

I'm exhausted, and my heart, which is still about to break, has been filled with urine to chase me.

I can't help it because it's cold. But there is no toilet nearby.

Even if you put up with it to the limit, enough is the mountain of Seoul. Considering that time as running to the worst convenience store, there is no longer room for geometry.

Once you go to the convenience store without having to? It seems easier to preach the true harp afterwards.

But I don't care. Isn't that like losing to True Harp, then?

The toilet is right in front of me. Just open the door and it's ours.

He bent forward, folded his knee, and pressed the intercom as he put up with his urine.

This is really our last chance. I can never fail. I'll do anything in the dungeon.

However, at the dawn when the door opens, I will give it a thousand times back and completely unravel it. That's more relentless than I can even see.

I changed my expression in a hurry to an electronic sound called putsch. I would have had a pretty black grin.

"Yes, it's Aoi's girlfriend's true harp, which is it?

I felt so angry at the sounding twinkly voice that the special abilities I was potentially waking up, but I laughed refreshingly at the camera's lens.

"Oh, is that my girlfriend, Mr. Makoto? Hey, haha, I left a good message and reviewed it. Yeah, yeah, I think it's great."

……

He talked about his low back, his soft tone, and what was not in his mind. But there is no response.

Have you changed your attitude too much? There is also the possibility that you might be suspicious if you overdo it.

Anyway, it's a conversation, and it doesn't start without a conversation. I'm in a hurry for feelings, but stay here. We just have to wait for the true harp to come out.

I swallowed the gokuri and spit, and watched how the true harp came out.

"Eh heh."

Gatspaws in my heart at the uninterrupted laughter I hear.

All right, we're connected for now. They won't hang up any time soon. You have to choose your words carefully and respond.

"Am I that awesome? Uh, hehe, I can leave you alone, too. Oh, there's Shizuka too, so it's you and me. '

I'm on it, idiot's on it, all right, it's going well. Let's keep putting it on further.

"Wow, that's really awesome already. Zhenqin can change by herself, and she can go to the toilet by herself. I've been thinking about it for a long time now that Jinqin is amazing."

Tell me yourself. What, I just think you're being silly no matter what you think. But it would be just as good as this because it's stupid.

"Eh heh, if you're so praised, you can light it up. Oh, and you can sleep alone, and the last time I messed around was in fifth grade. '

"Wow! Awesome! Jin-qin can sleep alone! I'm so surprised I can't block my open mouth. Wow! Oops! That's your sister! Yeah, wow!

You even leaked it to fifth grade. Seriously. I mean, you're too shameful. Keep it hidden, you say that.

But that's the one, the guy who says genius is probably hard to heal, but genius and idiot is a piece of paper genius nearby idiot, Makoto, maybe something similar.

Though he's a genius, he's only an idiot. There may be a boundary with genius right next to it, but it's impossible to cross that boundary. I mean, idiots say they're stupid no matter how far they go.

"Eh heh, is it that awesome after all? Then maybe I can open the door for you!

"Yo! Genius! Yeah. Ugh! I knew the harp was awesome!

One more push. One more push and the door opens. But be careful. Not twice. Urine is the limit now. I can't afford to run to a convenience store. The turning point is long gone.

'Oh, yeah. If Aoi is the real Aoi, you must know the euphemism'

"... Huh?

I don't know, I don't know a word for it. I've never heard that before. That's not true.

Shit, this is shitty. I have a feeling that the thought of pushing through the diagonal of expectations, the biggest problem with true harp, is going to be the biggest obstacle to coming here.

Probably no choice. It is impossible to narrow down the responses with some anticipation of the euphemism. I just have to bet my luck, but it's hard to attract luck on a bad day.

I don't know what to do, I might have packed it.

"Makoto"

"Huh?"

'The euphemism is true harp. Come on, say the answer'

"Ugh..."

I accidentally leaked a sad groan.

It's true harp, I don't know why.

Yeah, I want to piss, it's the limit. No more, and I can't even get my thoughts together because I'm in a hurry. Come there. This unintelligible euphemism?

Give it up. I should have gone to the convenience store honestly if this were the case. But I can't do it anymore. Then do you want to go to the next room in shame?

But that's a last resort. I don't know who lives next door, and I've never met him. If no one was there in the first place, it would be out, but I don't even know that.

Anyway, it's okay if it's appropriate, so let me answer it. It's an astronomical probability, but the possibility of getting it right depends on the grain of sand.

But what answer? No, don't think about it, there's no way you know I thought about it. I don't even know if there's an answer in the first place. It's true harp, so it's possible that the answer is flowing in seconds.

I just have to be intuitive. Feel it in your heart, not in your brain. Flashing. Humans could have become the beings who draw a line with other creatures because they gained the imagination and creative power of inspiration.

Go back four billion years and feel the rooted memory of life.

I now entrust myself to a vortex of chaos that can be called a torrent, precisely at that moment when life is born.

Find the answer in the memory of four billion years of life.

The current ran all over his body, opening his eyes with a cackle.

"The correct answer was" cute ”!

Makoto equals cute. The answer I came up with was such a simple one. But it seems to be true harp because it's simple.

And even if you're wrong, you don't have to worry about damaging the mood of True Harp if you say so. On the contrary, it is possible that a genuine harp with a better mood will open the door.

Perfect, just the perfect answer. Thank you life, thank you Earth.

……

Silent true harp. Sweat that conveys cheeks. Please, open the door.

'... Too bad! But it's a shame! Please get it right next time!

Makoto, who had accumulated in the stockpile, said so with pleasure and cut the intercom off pussy.

Ha, I cut it, I cut it.

"Oh, remember. I'll never forget this humiliation..."

As he bends forward, he holds down his groin with both hands and stares at the door, eating and tying his teeth tight.

Enough, I don't have time to deal with that idiot. Next door, ask your neighbor to lend you a toilet. Then I borrow the phone and contact the administrator.

Until then, I'm proud of myself. At dawn when the door opens - well, it's really the limit now.

I walked according to the wall legend and headed to the next room.

Neighborhood with no plaque. Just because there are no plaques doesn't mean there are no people. No, try pressing the intercom at the source, and if you're not there, it's next. That's how we have to keep going until we get a hit with Operation Roller.

Please, hold it until you get a hit. I definitely don't like leaking it this year or anything. So I want you to hit it from the beginning, if you can.

Press the intercom in hopes of having a neighbor. I waited awhile, but there was no response. But the fact that the intercom is functional makes it seem that people are definitely living there.

Then maybe he's away. I thought so and gave up. The next time I tried to go, I heard an electronic noise from the intercom called Putsch.

Yes, my neighbor is at home. I thought it was a bad day, but I pulled the hit from the start.

It's coming. Luck is coming right around the corner. Apparently, the wind has changed direction.

But somehow, while the joy was bound, I heard an electronic sound called Putsch again.

Cut, huh? Did you check on the monitor and find him suspicious?

In the first place, if you are visiting, use the intercom on the front entrance. Otherwise it would be a resident of the apartment, or a suspicious person.

So how about me now? He is bent forward, holding down his groin with both hands, and shuddering with a pull at his impending urination.

Obviously suspicious no matter where you look from.

If it stays like this, running Operation Roller may not let anyone in the room.

If this were to happen, I should have stayed with the neighborhood.

When I moved here, my servant Kurata, who came with me, handed out a moving celebration.

If I had at least handed it out, they would have known about my face.

"Also, no more. We just have to hide and stand..."

Just don't leak it. That's not all you can do. If this happens, we'll have to hide, take a stand, and clean it later.

You should go downstairs and stand outside, but you can't even afford that anymore.

If they find him, the police might call him. No, I want you to call the police. I might be able to get into the room if I explain the situation.

I thought so and tried to move around nicely, and the rattling sounded. Looking back, the door next door is open.

"Ma'am, are you sure?

Unexpectedly, I almost raised the scream of joy, but the crisp cold ran up my spine to the voice I heard from the gap in the door.

It's a voice I've heard. That's the voice I've heard over and over again.

But no way, no...

No, if everything you said is true, it's not impossible. But next door? In the next room? Oh, no, silly......

Slowly open doors. And the person who showed up. The person looked at me and bowed correctly.

"Long time no see, Master Aoi"

The man with his face up stared at me without even a dust and said so.

A plain but elegant blue Japanese garment. White cooking adhesion woven from the top of it.

Dark hair tied up and porcupine under lips.

She is an age-appreciated beauty and a former servant of the Haruhino family. And when my mother entered Castle Island's house, the person she most trusted was the one she came with.

Kajiura Sumizu, the current chief servant of the Castle Island family.

Mr. Kajiura holds the position of chief servant, but basically the position of a servant dedicated to his mother has not changed.

When your mother moves, she always follows you. No matter what, this man will never leave by his mother. Exactly who embodies everything from cradles to graveyards.

To say that Kajiura is here means...

"I don't mind, Soichiro, who came home earlier, said he told Aoi everything. You won't have to hide it anymore."

Kajiura moved to the side in a gracious voice that rang from the back of the door. And the person who showed up.

A woman dressed in a light peachy Japanese garment scattered with cherry blossoms and walking peacefully at her waist.

Its appearance with long dark hair wrapped in one behind it, and its expression of soft laughter, hasn't changed anything from the last time I saw it.

"Mother......"

Youthfulness very unlikely to be the mother of two children. I was actually young, but it was when I entered middle school that I realized my mother's youth was off track.

He said my mother had a brother when she was sixteen, but that's probably a lie.

My parents, the Castle Islanders, are famous families from all generations long enough that no one knows their names locally, and marriage is mostly political.

And so is the Haruhino family, my mother's home. The Haruhino family is in other prefectures, but my locality has a famous family that can make its name heard.

Such a pattern is not common sense in the public.

Perhaps my mother had already decided to marry the Castle Island family since she was born. He was admitted to the Castle Island family shortly after it was sixteen, and was supposed to have a brother on sixteen, but the facts are unclear.

"Long time no see, Ethereum. It's cold outside, isn't it? Come inside."

Having said that, she chuckled and laughed, when she grabbed the sleeve of the Japanese clothes and invited her, she went back indoors.

"Dear Aoi, please come inside"

When my mother returned indoors, Kashiura, who moved next to the door, held down the door and bowed her head to me.

As always, there is no partial waste or gap in the operation. And I have no love. Staring at Kashiura-san, I was stunned that I didn't care.