TEASER CHAPTER 4 PART 10
Consciousness
awakens slowly.
My
hazy field of vision gradually regained its color, and it became possible to
see what was in front vaguely.
A
highway illuminated by the light of stars floating in the night sky. A simple
road covered with gravel and overgrown grass on the sides of the roads.
When
I noticed, I was back on the road leading from the forest to the outer edge of
Arcazam.
Perhaps
I thought it was unpleasant to be in the pool of blood where the corpses were
scattered around, so I unknowingly came back to Arcazam.
To
be honest, I was relieved that I wasn't heading to shishō's hut. I didn't want
shishō to see my current unsightly appearance.
At
the same time, I feel disgusted towards myself who has such an idea. My face
naturally becomes distorted, it turns my face dirty with blood and mud into an
even uglier one.
(I
ran away again …………)
The
truth pointed by Ken.
I
didn't want to admit it, I didn't want to think about it, I just exerted my
power with my own fury.
I
covered my heart by breaking whatever I saw. By taking the lives in front of
me.
But
that didn't change anything.
To
shut myself inside my shell or to break everything I see.
Even
if what I did was different, but the underlying essence was exactly the same.
(Nothing
has changed ... ever since I was dumped by
Lisa ... nothing ...)
The
inside of my head was messy.
Everything
gets mixed up and I can't think of anything because of the shame and disgust
towards myself, who run away by exerting power so easily.
Still,
my body keeps moving forward. My mind and body were completely separated.
Without
knowing where to go, I walked with a staggering and unconscious gait like a
ghost.
Without
even knowing the destination …….
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Iris'
POV
"Haa
........."
After
taking a bath, I was watching the starry night sky on the balcony of my
mansion.
The
night breeze blows, and even though it is spring, the cold air takes away the
heat of my burning body.
However,
no matter how much I soothe my body, the feeling that the inside of my chest
was being hard pressed did not disappear at all.
I
think about him.
Recently,
without realizing it, I started thinking about him.
In
the morning, when I'm grooming in front of the mirror.
When
I'm taking a lecture at the school.
When
I'm training in the mansion.
When
I'm eating.
Even
when I was taking a bath earlier, he was in my head.
And
even now.
