Itami No Chikara's
Trying to Tell a Story About ….

I don't know how to tell it, but this is the truth. Yes, this is the story of how he can be like now. I don't know and I still can't understand anything.

The time before running around to the stop has already been explained. However, there is still no light there.

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W-Where is this?

Eyes glazed around. The heat and the heat become. The ground was cracked and the amount of sand was enveloped. The sky was white and there were no clouds there.

There was only red sunlight that instantly burned the sight despite just a glance.

"Akhs! What the fuck? There's where I am!"

His screams were not heard by anyone. There's no one here. There was only himself with this nameless region.

Huh. This must be the black guy.

The mind says and the breath is taken out. The look back sees everything that exists. Trying not to catch a glimpse. An arid land is like a desert with a reddish-white sky.

"Looks ... nothing in si—"

"Khukhuu!"

Surprise is shown spontaneously with wide eyes. Falling down and managing to dodge from the sharp-nailed black finger, that was what happened. The fear and not being able to manage the tension was stinging.

"Khukhu ..kumanaaa!" The call to death was uttered with horror.

A black creature with a thin body like a skeleton. Sharp fangs with long fingernails. Black smoke surrounded the creature with those pitch-black eyes. The creature that was now preparing to strike after stopping far behind its target.

"What's that!" Spontaneous speech after looking back. Makes the creature make a prefix sound.

"Yeah!" It struck like black horizontal lightning.

He was back, but didn't know what to do. Hands directly form the letter x due to circumstances. Along with the black creature that immediately bounced because of it.

The sound of pain from the black creature was heard, while disbelief surrounded itself.

"W-what happened? W-did I manage to hold it?"

"Khaaah!" The sound of horror was heard from behind. Making spontaneous visions turned his head and stared at the sharp blade of the bloody nail.

"Welloooo!"

A sharp blade of iron-like fingernails. Black, but covered in blood. Red with a strong smell. It hit one of his red eyes.

Caused the thick red liquid to come out from the damage to his red eyes. The fluid is commonly called blood. The fluid that now produces something else within.

"Khukhukhu, you're dead, man!"

"Rarghhhhahaaaaaarrh!"

Miscomprehension. Perhaps, the estimate that is happening now is on the verge of death. However, that is not entirely the case. The black creature attacked. Directing his sharp nails at the target.

Although, the target managed to turn things around.

I don't want to die!

I don't know anymore!

This is! Really sick!

Me! Want to get out of here!

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Black color flared. Thick and luminous. Like smoke burning. The black color does not come from a black creature named Kurai.

Yes, the origin of his life is himself, a red-eyed human who is the target of Kurai. A man who knows who he is without needing to be told again.

"Aaaaakhh!" The curtain screams in pain. Black smoke with strange, stinging streams enveloped his body.

Making all the organs and cells in his body freeze with a burning heat. The heat inside the cold of ice. Everything made him helpless again.

Black smoke with one color: black. There are no other colors. However, the pain in that deep blackness was extremely colorful.

Me! Not want! Die up! I want to go back!

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Black color flared. Deadly Kurai who sprang up after the death of one Kurai. Like fire, but more like fog in a tornado tsunami.

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"A-akh .. pain …."

My eyes feel missing next to me!

One hand covers one eye. Get up and try to change the position of the face down. Akhs! Such is the sound of a small pain that is released when sitting down and leaning.

Still in the condition of seeing darkness, one eye tried to open with pain. See a room with minimal light with dark blue walls. The dark color is the most visible in her eyes.

"W-what's that?"

Vision feels another view. The darkness slowly dissipated after the light rose in the eyes. With just a side sight as a compass, the shackles slowly rose and moved.

Towards a straight line of light transmitters there.

"Light ... out."

The pain in the eyes seems to disappear and forgotten. The white light slowly touched the weak grabbing hand. The view closed because of the dazzling light. Then open with a surprise that does not feel coming.

"Hey, son."

Eh?

The head looked back, followed by the body's reflexes. A man who touched his shoulder became the reason he turned his gaze. The well-dressed man like an office man smiled faintly.

"What are you doing? Didn't you rush to school? It's almost seven o'clock, you know!"

Eh?

The man tilted his head slightly. "You okay? You're not hypnotized, are you? You daydream and just stay here."

"E-uh? H-really?"

"yeah. You better hurry up, son. First of all, yes! You also have to hurry."

The man left with an accelerated pace. Confused and curious is clearly shown on the face while looking at the man's departure. Although finally the head bobble becomes the end to archive it.

"What am I thinking! I have to hurry! Hope it's still acceptable to be a transfer student!" speak inwardly with an awareness that does not remember the past.

Footsteps are done at a fast tempo. With the school uniform that instantly became his clothes in the present, he ran. Towards a clearly visible bus stop one bus is there, ready to move away.

Hopefully.

"Wait, Sir! Don't walk yet!"

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Yeah, that's the story. Somehow the pain in the eyes can be forgotten just like that. Just because the light and figures are not interested.

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"Hm? What's up, Ian?"

"A-h .. nandemonai. I'm just following you, hehe."

"Oh."

Short, dense and very freezing atmosphere. Footsteps that are not fast and not slow. Still in the normal category. Two people walk together, though not side by side.

Black-haired man with high posture. Still fairly normal if equated with the first person. The man was wearing a different school uniform to the woman in front of his left.

A black-haired woman who is shorter than a black-haired man. Although both are long-haired, there are clear differences between the two in addition to gender and junior high school uniforms.

"By the way, your eyes are unique, yes, like people with albino disease."

He's?

A sense of wonder and speechlessness was shown by the man. Yes, those red eyes and pale white skin became a fact. Although the reality is not so, but still.

"Already, ah!" the woman stopped walking right at the bus stop.

His feet stepped on the medium category bus. Letting a sense of wonder be left in the mind of the man.

"H-hey!" The man shouted, though not too loudly.

He followed the woman's footsteps. Entering the bus and sitting next to the woman. Until the bus moves, the conversation resumes.

"Where are you going, Sintya?"

"Go home, come!"

Eh?