If there is a punishment for this kind of false confession that everyone knows, it is probably all the anxiety and anger that I am suffering now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not the first time I've done something like this, but... Where does the insecurity come from? because of fear and timidity?

Perhaps, it would be better to do such a thing with an indifferent mentality, the same as before... No one will be upset in the end, and besides, it's just my business.

That's right, this time it's just me, so after saying that, I didn't wait for an answer and walked out without raising my head.

All the language, all the vocabulary, all the voices are fake, since they are fake... Laugh and pass, like a joke between friends, like losing a penalty game...

[Damn.... What is this?]

There was a heavy knocking sound in the corridor, and the "pleasant" sound of the fist colliding with the concrete... There was a hot pain coming from the back of the fist-clenched hand that stayed on the wall... If I can dilute the feelings in my heart a little, even if it's just today, just this moment, at least, when I face her again, I can naturally face everything about her.

[Damn...]

Perhaps, this kind of labor pain can make me feel a little more at ease, and I began to keep using my hammer against the cold wall in front of me, venting frantically, using all my strength.

When the pain woke me up, the walls were marked with bright red.... Ahhhh Originally... I'm going to get hurt like this, too...

If.. Without that incident, without this request, there would not be this feeling... At the end of the day, it's just my incompetence...

Looking at his trembling hands, hehe... It's just a few clicks like this.,It's really incompetent.... The pain coming from the back of my hand, laughing at my incompetence... I am indeed incompetent.

This is a betrayal... For me, it's a betrayal. The difference is that the person who betrayed me was me.

Whatever the reason, persecuted or voluntary... This is a fact that cannot be changed. So.. Can I still be forgiven, or can I still be self-satisfied and self-forgive, as I once was?

No, I can't... Even I have the fact that I can't forgive...

Looking at the bright red mottled walls in front of me, laughing at my weakness... Wouldn't it be better to just refuse?

In my mind, I unconsciously appeared Yang Nai's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, gentle tone, and action... I feel more and more that this sudden sense of guilt is struggling and rolling inside... However, all of this is something that I left behind, and I can't blame anyone else.

[may...]

I raised my hand again, clenched into a fist... betrayed himself and her, when... I've become so easy-going when I'm not like myself? So what's the point of the promise on the Ferris wheel? Since it's not just for her... Then it's a lie, but a lie is really what I hate, so I should hate myself first. This kind of thing, even if it's a lie, is not allowed. Nobody can give me that right. Nobody can.

The fist is about to collide with the hard wall... It probably hurts, but what is it? If I can find a reason to feel safe, I should be on the same path as I used to, right?

Just as I was about to hit the wall, I was stopped by a tremendous force, and there was a small hand on my wrist that was clasping the joint, and unlike my mottled and rotten hand, it was so perfect that there was no blemish.

She.. Here it comes...

I just turned my body habitually, and slowly turned around my back, and saw that I didn't know when I was standing under the snow behind me, still clasping my wrists, and there was no slackness.

I tried to twist my arm a little, this kind of filthy thing, it shouldn't be in her hands.

I closed my eyes under the snow, and I didn't mean to relax in the slightest. I didn't say anything, and I too, didn't dare to say anything.

Then, he pulled me down the stairs and pulled me out under the stunned gaze of the guests on the first floor, and I only mechanically cooperated with her movements.

Outside, the sun was half-hidden and half-hidden, and my rotting body exuded the color of dusk... That's the image that best suits me... Walking in the sun or something. Still don't want to.

I walked over to the stop sign waiting for the tram and pulled me to the stool.

Then the lights and the snow held my hands under the snow and looked closely.

Yes... Don't touch it... It's dirty..

I tried to pull my hand out of her hand. and her hands were clasped to her chest... At this time, just this time, her strength is great, at least, I can't break free.

After looking at it for a while, the worried expression on his face slowly unfolded, as beautiful as a snow lotus blooming

[The wound is only on the surface, judging from the appearance, it should not hurt the muscles and bones... All that's left is for the doctor to judge...]

So saying, she took out two handkerchiefs from her pockets, which were supposed to be bandaged briefly, but she didn't wipe the things on her palms. It's also a kind of alternative beauty.

[No, no, the handkerchief won't wash off...]

I put down my hands, got up from my chair, and took two steps forward

[Today... So be it..]

Oh, yes... That's it, wait until you go back to sleep and forget about today's events... Come again.. If I could forget it...

The snow grabbed me by the shoulders and carried me back all at once.

Then, with a "snap", at the moment when I didn't know anything, a hot sting pain came from the left side of my face.

I stared blankly at her... And the bloodstained hand that still stays in mid-air.

[Did I say let you go?]

[It doesn't matter.] Such..]

[Or is my word not as good as my sister?]

I was silent and what I can do now. Probably, that's the only way to do it.

She lifted my hands again and bandaged them briefly, and the stinging pain on the back of my hand when it was bandaged brought me back to reality... Yes.. It hurts.

Very seriously, after going around the wound on the back of my hand, I turned it over and tied a slipknot in the middle.

[Pinch by yourself]

After giving such an order, you took up your other hand and began to bandage.

I glanced at her who was very serious in front of me and slowly clenched my fists.

When it was all done, he sighed softly under the snow, looked up at me, and asked

[Know... Why would I hit you?]

[... Know..]

[No, you don't know]

She shook her head [You don't know, why didn't I ask anything, didn't say anything. ]

............... There's nothing to say about this kind of thing... betrayal, just have this fact, superfluous explanations are not needed, I don't need it, and she won't need it.

[Because... This kind of thing: Probably no one can forgive, there is no need to ask anything, there is no need to explain.]

[No, it's not that no one can forgive.] If you're looking forward to being forgiven, I can. ]

I looked at her calmly in front of me, speculating on the intention of saying this, but there was no information to analyze, and I could only judge from the calm tone that she still did not lie, because she never lied.

[If you're taking pity on me...] Not required..]

[So what do you need? or what do you desire?]

[useless...] I shook my head gently [it's my own thing...]

[Is it..]

Then, a faint smile appeared under the snow, and her hands cupped my cheeks, and the warm feeling in the palms of my hands made me look into her eyes again

[So.] You've been forgiven by yourself.]

Then he began to explain softly

[From that night's party, everything you have belongs to me alone, so I think I have that right, don't I? Or do you even deny what you said?]

I looked at her like this, standing quietly in front of me, just a word.... Anyone can say this kind of thing, but this kind of thing, when she says it, also carries an unprecedented peace of mind... yes, it was originally her thing... The right and only she has.

Then, even if it is pain, disappointment, silence, self-abandonment or arbitrariness, in the end, you can get the best ending, as long as...

[Yukino...]

[Eh.] ]

[Thank you...]

I cried..... The first time, I hugged her and cried like this, which was very reassuring and comfortable.

The lonely person has found support, the wrong person has been redeemed, the sinful person has been cleansed, and for the first time, the beauty of not being lonely has been felt... Yes... My betrayal is also salvation.

As I swore my oath, only she, could forgive me, and from the day she took the oath, she... It's everything about me, and that has never changed, and it can't change. Then, if it's for her, even if it's a betrayal, I can gladly accept it.

If there's anything that can change everything about me... Well, there is only one answer - and that is "princess".

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