Lazy_Writer

  It was a windy night anyway. Kurodo Shimon, a sophomore in college, squeezed his beard and looked down at his smartphone. Worn-out cheap jeans and work boots full of scratches. The only over-engineered flight jacket that was unsuitable for street wear seemed to be warm, wondering where I bought it or why I wanted to buy it. Move your chewed fingers while making the tip of your nose bright red in the cold air that cuts your skin. Damn it, I can't tap it well!　 Frustrated, I wiped the oily screen with my cuffs. The season is December, and the ticket gates of stations are filled with nauseous numbers of people. While listening to the jingle bell flowing from somewhere on the wind, I shook my tongue violently. Slow, slow anyway. What's wrong with my Sakurako-chan? It wasn't his lover that the brewer was muttering in his chest. In the first place, Sakurako is a woman on the web that I have never actually met. (Calm down, I. There was a senior Chara man in the circle. There is ...

Chapter 6 - "Forget-me-nots have fallen" "Kamarovich's bastard! When you get out of here, I'll cut it out and push it into the hole in the ass! Cut the cock into pieces, feed it with the dung in the hole in the mouth, and sew the lips with a wire!" Koizumi's appearance turned red and black with anger so that he could hardly keep the prototype. The eyeballs are exposed and raised. A bunch of blood vessels was growing all over the white of the eye. Koizumi screams at the grid, which has been burned by fire and has lost its strength, and kicks it with bare feet many times. The roaring sound of a giant kicking a big tree deafens everyone. It no longer surpassed human power. It made a creaking noise, and the tough timber made a creaking noise. "Seriously, Jii-san isn't a human trick." When Goronzo flirted with Koizumi's swordsman, he made a screaming noise and the lattice moved forward into the corridor. "Hey, fucking prisoners, what ar...

 --The warm spring sunshine shines down. A baby's high and small laughter echoed in a quiet room. I wonder if there are two tall adult men, there is no stain on the high white ceiling. 　Large transparent glass windows on the south wall.  The cleaning is meticulous and there is no dust or fingerprints. 　Warm from the window opened slightly inside  Breeze   Blowing into the room, the white lace curtains that cover the windows sway. 　 Just outside the window, there is a tree with fresh green leaves. 　Leaves and curtains that move with each wind blow through and block the afternoon sunlight through the windows. 　Then white walls and beige hairy  carpet  Draw a complex shadow on top.  The baby's voice overlaps with it, and it's as if the fairies of light and shadow are singing and dancing happily. 　There are bookshelves, stuffed animals of various sizes, sofas, etc. in the room, but they are so large that you don't feel cramped at all. 　And in the center of...