BGM: Incompetent (Tokyo Ghoul)

What color is the world?

There is no doubt that -

The world is, of course, red.

The whole body of human beings is filled with blood, and the entire universe is being flooded with blood.

Bright red, scarlet, big red, orange red, purple red, black red, crimson, magenta, blood red.

Fragile young, poignant death.

It's all red.

Red.

The living man remained soaked in the amniotic fluid, and the swollen and disastrous eyes floated in the sea of blood, looking out carefully, sometimes sinking again.

The dead are detached from the amniotic fluid and become some kind of transparent debris, sprinkled with snowflakes or dust.

Those who are still alive look at the world with their eyes open, and the world is red. What about the dead people, let's not mention it.

Well, at this point, unwavering, the golden rule, the law of nature.

The world is red.

。。。。。。

- Crawled out from under the bed, her front was covered in blood, and the floor was covered in blood.

Blood, blood, blood

Stumps, severed arms, heads, slices of flesh.

It's like disassembling parts, disassembling all the people, dissecting them, and then discarding them like this and providing them to the bacteria to enjoy silently.

。。 Huh?

Lily of the valley looked around, then tilted her head suspiciously, her immature little face still calm.

- Mom once said that you can't get the floor dirty, and if you do, you have to clean it up.

Clean up.

Clean.

So, with the usual steps, she walked out of her room, and when she came back with a mop and a large bucket in her hand.

Until this time, although Lily of the Valley's logic seems naïve and immature, it is still direct and clear, and she follows her simplest thoughts and actions, which is simply. Excessively high action and execution.

She first fished out the "garbage" from the blood on the ground with her hands, stuffed it into the bucket, and when the bucket was full, she dragged the bucket to the outside of the room, and emptied the contents of the bucket, and so on five times, and the house was full of bloody footprints and red trails of dragging.

After the "garbage" was disposed of, Lily of the Valley began to mop the floor with a mop soaked in water, because the blood at the bottom had scabbed and blackened, so it was more difficult to drag, but she still held the mop taller than her in both hands, and carefully removed the blood around her little by little.

Meticulously,

didn't even let go of the dead end,

Clean it up.

Does blood necessarily represent life? No, obviously that's not possible. Because the world is red, there is blood everywhere.

It's hard to find a place where there is no blood.

Dead people are like young organisms detached from blood, directly turned into crumbs, into residues, and that kind of thing can no longer be called life.

Yes.

This is garbage.

The garbage should be cleaned up, and the garbage should be swept away.

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.

Intense vomiting, churning in the stomach, twitching in the stomach.

Lily of the valley felt very uncomfortable all over her body, and strong feelings of dizziness and nausea followed one after another.

It's like the fundus of the eyes is congested, it's like looking out through the red eye mask, the whole world is red.

That's right.

The world is. Red.

Lily of the valley struggled to restrain the uncomfortable feeling churning in her body.

。。 Want.. Clean it up. It has to be. Yes.

- What do you want?

Who knows that kind of thing?

Lily of the valley silently dragged the floor, cleaning up the blood little by little.

It hurts in the temples and the back of the head. Waves of vertigo hit the brain.

It feels like being out of the world.

There is no end to the pain.

But.. That's fine.

This is the punishment for me ...

Lily of the valley lowered her eyes, and by the time she looked up again, the room was clean—though there was still a strong smell of blood.

She held a mop in her hand, her small body stood dumbfounded, her eyes were not empty, but only showed a doubt, a sense of confusion.

。。 What should I do after that?

Lily of the valley looked up at the window, the orange of dusk dominating the land.

Ah, there it occurred to me that I should go shopping with my mom at this time.

。。。。。。

Lily of the valley walks on the streets at night.

Aimless.

The white dress, like that classic ghost image, wanders around.

She listened to her mother and went to change her clothes.

What are Mom's words?

Mom said that when you go out, you can't go out with dirty clothes, you have to change into clean clothes.

She was supposed to come out to buy something.

But I didn't have any money with me, so I didn't eat lunch or dinner.

She didn't take her mom.

Mom?

It's already dead, so I can't take it with me.

It's like a broken toy that can't be played.

That's all.

。。 What is Mom?

It's already past nine o'clock, and although there are still many people on the streets in the bustling downtown area, they are not as lively as before, and in the final analysis, it is still the same scene.

Countless people who are afraid of loneliness gather together, repeat the same thing every day, and show happiness to make those around them believe that they are happy, and that's it.

。。 Where to go now?

。。 Mom said that if you don't have money, you can't buy things.

。。 I'm so hungry.

。。 What's your bedtime story tonight?

。。 It's so late and I haven't come home, if I'm late for school tomorrow, will I be scolded by the teacher?

。。 Where am I now?

The girl in the white dress wandered, aimlessly, walking down the bustling street, the same bustling commercial street that Magpie had walked through when he first came to the city.

But the little girl is not a do-nothing.

Lily of the valley is just a little girl.

The kind that's smaller than the bell tone.

Child.

Lori.

Young girls.

Fair and smooth skin under the cover of countless lights, clean and clear eyes, black hair with a shawl, and a white dress that exposed the shoulders and calves.

Pink lips,Weak and cute face,Different from Suzune,The first impression of this child is that it's very good to bully.,And then the second impression is that I really want to bully.。。 Or protect her.

Weak and innocent.

At the same time, there is something very rational mixed in.

A trait.

Gloomy beauty.

It's simply a typical example of seducing people to commit crimes, and in this case, she wanders alone on the streets at night without accidents. Yes, no one noticed her, and even if anyone realized that she might be a little child who had been separated from her parents, they didn't meddle with it.

Not harboring too much malice and kindness towards others, and immersing yourself in your own world, is also a portrayal of most of this group.

- "Na, magpie. You see there's a kid there. ”