Sly

  "I'll go pick up her stuff." He puckered his lips, and as he said this, the inorganic blackness in the girl's eyes settled down, just like when he first saw those eyes.

  Deep blackness was like a pool of lifeless dead water, she stared at him blankly, but looked like a dead person.

  Is she heartbroken?

  No, it's just taking off the disguise and no longer appearing in front of him in the image he hopes for.

  How can such deep blackness be easily dissolved?

  All the emotions she showed in front of him were probably only when her stomach was hungry, and the longing in her eyes was the most real.

  Pack the clothes bought for girls in a small suitcase, and Kobayashi Mitsuki couldn't help but admit that she had never put down her guard against him, not even once.

  All her expressions were just instinctive manifestations.

  Like a beast, perceive what he hopes for and then show it to him.

  Her insomnia was more due to anxiety and a lack of security. She had to hold his hand in order to fall asleep, which he used to think was a kind of dependence. Now it seems that was a kind of defense.

  His hand was in hers, so no matter what action he took, she could perceive and defend against it.

  He lost his smile, truly a wild beast. Even when sleeping, it's as if she's afraid someone will harm her.

  "Are you going to see me off?" The girl's voice rose softly from behind.

  Kōmura Seiichi's packing action stopped, he stood up, he turned his body to the side, and saw her standing at the door with an expressionless face looking at him, her black eyes seemed to have a thick ink swirling around, as if something was about to emerge from within.

  What is this? Interrogation?

  "He smiled: 'You're almost recovered from your injury, and my parents just happened to be coming back at this time, so...'"

  "Liar!"

  Two forceful words escaped her mouth. He lowered his eyes, from when on, he couldn't even deceive people anymore.

  "Even if they didn't come back, you still want me to leave, don't you?" She took a few steps forward and didn't forget to close the door.

  "You're even colder than your parents."

  She gazed at him intently, as if the air had been suddenly drained away. Mukimura Seiichi lifted his head, his face somewhat pale. The suffocating feeling was like a hand grasping his throat, making it hard for him to breathe, and he rubbed his chest with difficulty, feeling a wave of nausea, as if even his blood was freezing into ice.

  It's here, this feeling. Just like yesterday, suffocating as if my heart is going to burst.

  Is she going to kill him? Just like those people...

  "Always with a gentle expression, smiling warmly at everyone, yet never exchanging names, not even a little bit of trust. Refusing to exchange names is so that one day you can easily discard me without any burden. As long as we don't know each other, you can treat all this like a dream, and when the dream ends, there will be no trace left behind, whether I'm still here or not, your life won't change at all. How cunning..."

  Her voice was like a protest, the air was frozen to the point where even ice blocks would form, he couldn't bear the cold, curled up in bed, cold sweat crawling all over his body, his bangs were wet and stuck together.

  The girl standing by the bed raised her head, like a demon, with the corners of her lips slightly curved up, as if she was suffering from something.

  "I'll just kill you, Ah Shi is really fragile and can't withstand a single blow, it's as if she would die with just a light pinch." She smiled with an adorable face, making him seem to see yesterday...