Kidnapped Dragons

Flight 89. Partner (9)

[Depth: 550.24m]

Summer didn't want to be like a kid.

I was so emotional earlier.

It's not sane.

I shouldn't be whining anymore...

Therefore, it was not intentional to hiccup the hand of the retainer.

My hands were doing it on their own.

... [Depth: 600.24m]

The perimeter is starting to narrow.

The tangled water, in the form of a hook, physically blocks the light. As I became a psychic, I began to block even the Manana dimension.

The wall of darkness narrows.

Still, there was a thorn that stretched up to 5m. Now it narrows down to 2m ahead.

With touched hands, his will is transmitted.

‘Now swim with minimal kicking. ’

‘We're in the flow. The currents will lead us down there on their own. ’

‘Don't be so anxious. ’

It was roughly that message.

I feel more anxious.

I think I should let go of my hand...

He's holding on tight?

Oh, my God. Do you like my hands that much?

To say, he holds his hand harder.

For this reason, it was simple. The dark water attribute of Mana made her look naked in the middle of the winter. Then the only thing that was warm to Charlna was the hand of maintenance. Should I say it's like a hot pack in winter? So it's hard to let go.

.. It's gross.

Don't make excuses.

You coward bitch.

It was hard to admit, but the truth was this.

I was anxious, and I couldn't let go of this hand.

... [Depth: 648.99m]

Visibility approaches 1m.

A narrowed wall of darkness surrounds the surroundings of summer. Summer felt like the heart was pounding. I felt like I would swallow myself even now because the surroundings were narrower.

Ah. I want to leave...

I felt this way about the last time.

At that moment, my breathing trembled. The diaphragmatic contraction occurred at the time of Wuk. I couldn't curl up, so I closed my eyes by twisting my mouth and nose with my opposite arm.

Summer was cold. It was painful. I felt less trembling.

Just go back.

I never light it at night...

By this time, part of the corpse of the maintenance began to be devoured by the darkness.

Still holding hands, his doctor often flew. You're okay. It's hard. Managing Mana is good. He was worried about himself.

No matter what face you make, you won't be able to see it.

So Summer drew a circle on his back with his thumb.

How can the maintenance be okay...?

I can feel the cold.

I can feel my chest getting frustrated and my breath tightening.

Why aren't you in trouble?

Are you pretending to be strong.....

... [Depth: 700 m]

Visibility approx 50cm.

The depth of what summer gave up on previous opportunities.

Many things are eaten in the dark.

Looking down, you can't see his legs.

At the same time, about half of the body is now invisible.

Gulp. Summer swallowed up the drool.

While all sides were quiet, the sound of the body was still heard.

I try to touch my teeth once with my tongue.

I was bitter.

Summer closed my eyes.

As I watched the darkness narrow in real time, I felt more comfortable closing my eyes.

When I close my eyes, I remember 50,000 things.

I remember eating. Memories that bothered oil prices. The memory of the first time I saw a pure cartoon...

Summer continued with the thought of the rising factions. It was a temporary effort to win the deck.

Then, once, I remembered my childhood.

Like winter, there were times when summer was small.

At that time, the Hatzlings were gathered together.

The nursing mother didn't come to play with my father.

Abi was not interested in weak individuals.

So the summer meal was mainly taken care of by my little sister.

‘Hey, eat this. ’

Summer, however, was small and ambitious, whether it was dragon foam or human foam from infancy. I'm not used to eating. I couldn't put it in my mouth easily.

My little sister possessed such a summer.

‘Oh, that's frustrating. Eat a little. ’

‘How can you not even eat properly? ’

Every day. Every pinny got a stab.

Summer somehow endured, and then one day I got angry and threw away something to eat. Then I got beaten to death by my little sister.

Until then, little sisters used to protect me when I got hit by other sisters or brothers. So it was the first time that my little sister hit herself. Summer felt betrayed and unfair.

I'm still a baby.

No appetite. Small mouth. I can't swallow much.

You didn't do this when you were my age?

Then, my little sister was terribly refined.

She grabbed the hair of the summer and took it to a cave.

He threw himself in the dark and forced his mouth open. Then I pushed something to eat.

At the same time, he said:

Do you want to be punished in 10 years?

You want to stay in 100 years?

No one's waiting for your little body.

You were born late like an asshole. Nobody in the world cares.

Don't puke on me twice.

I'm eating a lot when I give it to you. Grow that fucking body.

If you really don't want to die.

Afterwards, she realized that she was for herself, so that the two of them got along. And summer got a little more.

It was just a memory like that.

A memory like that..

Meanwhile, he was still holding his hand.

What is he thinking...?

Often feelings were all about frustration and distress.

He felt no fear.

He wasn't embarrassed.

So Summer was able to set his mind at rest.

She's in maintenance. I can do it, too.

Let's not be afraid....

... [Water depth: 804.02m]

Visibility 10cm.

Body is buried in darkness.

In fact, I feel suffocated.

I couldn't see his chest even if I lowered my head.

So I raised my hand and touched it for nothing.

It was up to me.

The rest of the body was intact.

Then I touched the wound on the lower belly.

I felt a little liberation.

I think it hurts. I think I'm alive.

With his arms extended, he could not see his hands, as well as those of the retainer. So the summer stretched out his hand and put it in front of his eyes.

I wanted this to stay visible.

But when I went down 50 meters again,

Now I begin to bury myself in the darkness, even with the hand of a retainer brought before my eyes.

But constantly.

It was so scary, Summer twitched his hands.

Maintenance reacted with a twitching face.

Without it, summer might have already escaped frustration.

Soon another memory came to mind.

Summer was buried in that memory.

... [@ SIM: 90 $. % &]

Slowly, the artifact fails to beat the water pressure and starts to fail.

Deep, approximately 900 meters.

By this time, I was thinking.

How long have I been in here?

It took about 10 minutes to reach 50m above.

Then, maybe 180 minutes..

Summer was about 15 years of memory until the birth of Jude, when I thought of more than 20 things that made a deep impression. A few hours at a time. I had about a day of recollection.

So, it seemed like a week after I came in.

At least I have a little more sense of reality in my hands.

Last time I reached 800 meters, it was like two weeks ago.

It's now. I've had experience of it, so I'm holding on.

I almost died because I had no prior knowledge at the time.

However, it does not mean that Bertie is not bothered.

This summer has been a long time.

Now the darkness has swallowed up the world.

I didn't see anything.

I didn't hear anything.

I chuckle my mouth.

I can't hear you.

The same is true of slapping the cheek.

My head seems to be turning, but I can't hear a sound.

There's only a touch left where the sight and hearing are gone.

In the absence of all things in the world, it is only the hands of oneself and of the maintenance.

Harmful, tired, cold, frustrated. All of that continued to drive the spirit of summer.

When summer wakes up from the remembrance, suddenly the urge to flee bursts like a bomb.

I'm out of my mind for a second. My body trembled. The heart began to flutter violently.

Then I grabbed hold of Keeping's hand. To avoid running away, it was the last step that summer could take.

I just did.

After I woke up, I held up my fingernails and pressed the back of my hand.

Oh, fuck.

I'm sorry...

I didn't think I could just hold on like this.

Summer decided to think one by one of the reasons why I shouldn't run away.

1. Be strong.

2. There's something I can't tell you.

3. Be happy.

….

14. We should go to Las Vegas one more time.

….

52. You have to play with the good-looking men and the good-looking ones in the walls that you brought with you, filled with 3 luggage wagons.

53. Because my little sister asked me to.

….

127. You have to live a long time and gamble a long time.

….

I think so. By the time you scratch everything you don't have, you'll be over 900.

A four-digit number appeared on the artifact immediately after it broke down.

... deep. Probably 1,200 meters or less.

Summer thought.

Why, it's not over.

Why, why, why...

Why isn't it over?

Oh, shit.

It's gonna freak me out.

I'm gonna die...

Maintenance.

Are you there?

You're alive...?

It's been a long time since I saw my finger move.

He reacts.

I was glad I had a touch left.

But, damn it, why are you so moody these days?

Do me a favor, doctor.

Huh? Yeah.

I'm fucking frustrated...

Summer set his nails and scratched the back of his hand.

Then I was frightened.

The back of the hand was scarred.

He unconsciously set his fingernails in the middle of his mind.

Ah....

Summer touched the back of his hand with his fingers.

I was so sorry.

I still have this, so I'm holding on to it.

I would have been sick if I pressed it like this.

Wouldn't he let go?

I became anxious for a moment.

But can't you let him go?

Why is that?

Because I'm a keeper...

... it was a long time after summer came to its senses.

Unbelievable emotions were conveyed along the hands of the Keeper.

He just panicked.

What's wrong?

What is it?

What's wrong with you?

Immediately thereafter, his mental connection was severed.

Summer was a surprise. I added strength to my hand. I'm just wondering if my senses are wrong now.

No, I touch my hands. I moved my other hand and grabbed her wrist.

I also touched my wrist.

Don't you have a problem...?

Then why are you doing this all of a sudden...?

Why..?

What's wrong...?

….

What's going on...?

…….

On the one hand, his hands began to tremble.

No, your hands are shaking, right? Is your skin shaking? Or a bone?

Huh? Why are you shaking? You're not going to be scared...?

When I was so skeptical. I feel a strange feeling on my fingers in the summer. His thick fingers, his crude stiffness, the articulation of his fingers, immediately after the nails felt.

My hands have been released.

Maintenance has improved.

I let go of my hand in the summer.

Huh? Yeah.

Uh...?

At this time, summer could not believe this reality.

What the hell is going on?

Huh? Yeah.

Why is my hand cold...?

Huh..?

Huh? Huh? Am I dreaming?

Stretch out your arms.

Nothing gets caught.

Reach back elsewhere.

The hand of summer cuts through the air.

In the dark.

Nothing.

I do not get caught

The moment I checked it out.

Summer choked.

It felt like the darkness swallowed itself up.

No, right?

It was a mistake, wasn't it?

You didn't let go of my hand yourself, did you?

Summer rolled desperately.

I was neither afraid nor fearful, but I was also distressed by the maintenance attitude. Often, his hands carry bomb-like distress. He probably suffered from diaphragmatic contractions.

Maintenance is also suffering.

I'm not the only one doing this.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, fuck.

I was so dependent on this.

You said you didn't like playing like a teacher in training. I was being treated like a teacher.

Let's not rely on it.

You came all the way here.

There is a flow anyway.

You can stay still and go down, right?

If his physical condition is similar, he will be 3 m away and there in front of him.

It's there, isn't it?