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August 37.

My father sent me to this place, saying that I could receive better care and treatment here.

Actually, I knew I wasn't sick, but no one believed me. I kind of regret telling them about my business.

Lately I can always hear those voices and see those images, and this qiē seems to be something that only I can hear and see. I believed I was normal and different, but I did get dizzy from them.

On the first day I entered here, I decided to write it down and hide it in an unknown place.

Also, the place is weird. Ah, the grotesque is the essence of this place, because it's a mental hospital. But there is a difference between what I mean by weirdness and the normal madness and grotesqueness.

I haven't figured out what's going on yet, but I'll have a lot of time to figure out what's going on here.

-- Excerpt from the patient's diary "I'm Talking"

I put down the diary, which I didn't know was from an unknown psychiatric person, lifted the sheets, got out of bed, and walked to the window to lift the curtains. The sky was faint, and the rooftops of the staircase-like roofs were shrouded in a thin morning mist, and the lake could be seen in the distance. The lake is calm and sunk like a pale blue emerald.

This is a quiet and peaceful suburban town in Europe, surrounded by mountains on three sides and a lake on one side, making it a great place to recuperate.

My name is Takakawa, I am seventeen years old, and I dropped out of high school without finishing it. In retrospect, it was just a month's event, but its grotesqueness, excitement and horror are something that ordinary people cannot experience in a lifetime. Those things came one after another, and they were so sudden that people were caught off guard, and when they came back to their senses, their lives had completely changed.

If life is always full of surprises and accidents, then the weight of what happened to me is too heavy to crush a normal person. I don't want to admit that I'm not normal anymore, but it's the way it is, I'm not a normal person, both mentally and physically.

I know so, but I don't want to focus on it.

It all started with a toilet weird talk.

On that day, I entered a world called Doomsday Fantasy from my old school toilet. Ah, not to mention whether it was a fantasy or not, what I learned there was a bolt from the blue. I never imagined that the dull and sleepy world I lived in would be lurking with all kinds of unnatural dangers.

There is a prophecy that the year 1999 will usher in the end of the world, and this prophecy is gradually becoming a reality.

In that illusion, a strange man in red told me that I was the chosen one, and that there were many people like me, known as the Chosen One, who had survived because of the coming of the end and held the fate of this world in their hands.

I'm not a hero, and for 17 years, I've never realized that I have the slightest bit of a hero's qualities, but I did dream of being a hero.

yes, what kid wouldn't want to be a hero?

What would you think if one day, a strange and strange guy told you that you can save the world, and that saving the world is your mission?

Maybe people with a little common sense and judgment say that it is crazy to think of it.

But that illusion, and what happened to me in it, was crazy enough in itself. So, what seems to be crazy and crazy seems normal.

Maybe it's because of this, or maybe it's because of my own unwilling to be lonely, but in short, I accept the statement of the strange man in red.

After returning to reality from the apocalyptic vision, I began to investigate the doomsday prophecy and seemed to understand something, but there seemed to be more hidden in the darkness. But there is no doubt about one thing, the real world around me is completely different from what I used to know.

Just like people who recognize the evil side of human society and hope to be able to fight this evil, they will choose to become police officers and investigators. I joined a worldwide security agency called Cyberball, abbreviated as NOG, and served in its front-line combat department, the Security Directorate.

The main job of this body is to fight against the cult called "Doomsday Truth" and to conduct surveillance on another neutral organization called "Black Nest".

It's a seemingly tedious job, but it's not very hectic to do. When there are no cases, it is a holiday, but in reality, there are cases all the time in this world, and the question is only whether you want to do it or not. Of course, there are some that you can shirk and some that you can choose from, but there are always some things you must do.

The night I joined the Security Service, I accepted my first assignment.

The Doomsday Shinrikyo has launched a plan in the city where I used to live that will destroy the entire city and have a serious impact on the world pattern. I had no choice for the sake of the people I loved.

Luckily, this isn't the first time I've gone against Shinrikyo Doomsday, as I dealt with them before I joined the Cyberball organization and gave them a hard hook. Because of this, he caused a lot of trouble for his family.

My first mission was so harsh, my new acquaintances were so dead and wounded, and I was physically and mentally exhausted.

After the mission was completed, the organization handled the withdrawal procedures for me, and my family was placed in a safe city to live an ordinary life again.

It's a great result, I don't like my troubles to affect them, it's too dangerous, and they don't like me to be able to look directly and enjoy this exciting life.

It's just that since then, every day when I wake up, whether I dream or not, there is always a nightmare feeling haunting me, making me unable to distinguish between what is real and what is unreal.

However, it is not true that my life at this time is bad, although there are also bad things that are troublesome, running around 276094239779 places, and from time to time I have to suffer from flesh and skin, and face life and death decisions. But if you can enjoy its excitement and try your best to dig into it, you will find that it is not all bad.

Because I am not alone, there are many like-minded companions around me, and even a strong and strong woman, who always help me, comfort me, and make me no longer lonely.

Her name is Tomie, she is a serious patient who escaped from a mental hospital, and she is five years older than me. However, no matter how unbearable her background is, I have decided to join her in the journey of life that will become more and more difficult in the future.

Now, she is my fiancée, and we decided to register our marriage when I turn eighteen.

Yes, I have always felt that my life at this time is not unacceptable compared to the life of ordinary people.

My fiancée Tomie and I came to this town three days ago under the arrangement of Cyberball, where we will join a newly formed team.

We arrived a little early, and most of the team hadn't arrived yet, so most of the time we spent a nice holiday in town.

As mentioned before, this town is built on the side of the mountain, facing the lake on one side, calm and tranquil, with charming scenery, full of warm local people and novel exotic customs, and exudes the fresh smell of earth and grass under the autumn sun. It was my first time abroad, but I fell in love with this place at first sight. Over the course of three days, Tomie and I made some hospitable neighbors, and with their assistance, we were able to procure the necessities for settling here.

The Security Bureau's base here has not long been set up, and it looks like an ordinary villa. Tomie and I could live in it, of course, but after much discussion, we finally bought a house in the neighborhood to serve as a cottage for our love and secrets.

Our arrival means that the town will face some strange and dangerous situations, and this diary, "I'm Talking", which seems to have been written by a mentally ill person, is one of the pieces gathered. We still don't know exactly what happened, but I'm determined to nip these dangers as much as possible.

Even though it was a holiday, I couldn't completely put aside my worries about the development of the situation, so I kept reading this diary over and over again, trying to find some clues.

However, apart from some speculation, there is not much more to be gained.

This love hut is located on the mountainside, which is quite high in the terrain of the whole town, and has a panoramic view of the Pinghu side. Looking at this peaceful morning town, my mood full of worry and sorrow can't help but brighten.

"You woke up too early, maybe you didn't have enough fun last night?" A voice came from behind him.

I closed the curtains and turned around and walked back to the bed. Tomie looked at me on her side with a languid expression, but the bright left eye indicated that she hadn't just woken up.

This body is not her original body, but it is also full of feminine charm.

As mentioned earlier, my fiancée is a severely mentally ill person, technically suffering from split personality disorder. Tomie is just one of her many personalities, but the peculiarity of this personality is that she completely occupies the body of another woman. It may be said that she is already an independent and complete human being.

The original owner of this body is a female cadre of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Cult, and it can be seen from her appearance that she has experienced a lot of battles. The same short hair as a man, a scar passed through the right eye, and the right eye was already blind, although it was equipped with a fake eyeball, but probably because of the craftsmanship, it looked a little scary, so it was always closed.

The light blanket outlines the concave and convex body curves of Tomie, and when she supports her body slightly, the blanket slides down, and the plump ** is mostly exposed in the air. Her skin is a healthy chocolate color, and the muscles of her limbs and abdomen are firm and powerful because of exercise and fighting, and she is full of explosive power in addition to the allure that is characteristic of the female body.

Tomie is very enthusiastic, especially proud of her abundant **, which makes me guess that this is a motherly expression in her subconscious.

We had a ridiculous night, hugging each other at four o'clock in the middle of the night to sleep, but despite this, she and I were not ordinary in body, so we were always full of energy. We had never done contraception because Tomie's body had been severely traumatized during the battle and was no longer able to get pregnant.

"I have to report today, so I have to be more energetic." I say.

The closer I got to the time of the meeting, the more I felt a lot of gains and losses in my heart. In addition to worries about the future of the town, there is also speculation about upcoming and future teammates. What kind of people are they? What should I say when I see them? You have to show your friendliness, but if you are too enthusiastic, it seems too contrived. Although I used to be a student council officer in high school, there are still many differences between student union and work.

However, Tomie simply ignored this, although she was also a member of the Security Bureau, but she was not enthusiastic about this job, and she simply pursued an exciting life. She pushed me down on the bed and pulled my pants down. I knew what she wanted to do, and she's getting better at it these days.

She is very active and ** in terms of aspects, and she will not allow me to resist at all. She sat on my chest with her back to me, leaned down to savor, and soon made me explode. She was like a greedy girl who swallowed the snack and took a few finger sips repeatedly.

"How does it feel?" She turned around and looked down at me triumphantly.

What can I say at such a time? She finally got me up, and I picked up all the underwear and coats that had been thrown all over the floor and threw them on the bed.

"Help me buckle it." Tomie turned around and asked me to help fasten the button behind the hood.

"Like...... A little smaller? "I tugged hard, this was just a short time ago, and I had measured the size.

"I'm still developing." Tomie pushed **, "It's a little smaller, but my dear, you should be happy." ”

"I couldn't be happier." I deliberately exaggerated: "This size of branded underwear is too expensive." ”

"If you don't mind, I can leave it undressed." Tomie said in a nonchalant tone.

"Really? Then don't keep complaining to me about my mobility problems. ”

While she went to wash up, I went into the kitchen and made a simple breakfast of omelettes, home-baked sandwiches and cereal. Tomie could also cook, but I always felt that she didn't make enough food for me, so I took on the task of cooking, but in this way, I could leave the washing work that I hated behind.

"Today's doesn't seem to be ketchup and cheese." Tomie took a bite off most of the sandwich, puffed out his cheeks, and said as he chewed.

"What do you think?"

"This tastes weird...... Tomie hesitated, but quickly put aside his thoughts, stuffed the rest of the sandwich into his mouth, and licked his fingers, "Anyway, I like it." ”

"It's my protein." I said, "Serve with butter and caviar." ”

Tomie suddenly choked when he heard this, almost squirting bread crumbs out of his nostrils, and hurriedly poured a large mouthful of cereal porridge into his mouth before he regained his breath.

"Are you kidding?" She glared at me with a smile in her eyes, "It's not your style to have such a heavy taste. ”

"Ah, yes, just kidding. Of course I wouldn't add that kind of stuff to it, caviar is too expensive, so I don't have any. I said calmly, "It's better than yesterday when someone said it was their own thing when they had a beer at noon." ”

"You're holding a grudge too, my dear."

"I don't think I've ever had a shadow in my heart when I drink beer by now."

"Then you should learn to tolerate and forget." Tomie pointed at me with a spoon of cereal porridge and said with a playful smile.

"Like your bust?" I fought back flatly, wiping my mouth with a tissue, "Okay, that's the end of the topic, I want to get to the office early." ”

"Now?" Tomie glanced at the wall clock, "It's only seven o'clock." It's eight o'clock at work, and there's still an hour to go. ”

"I have some ideas to verify." I say.

"Don't wait for others to come, why don't you start work yourself? I remember you weren't the leader. ”

"But I'm the vice-captain." I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I have this right." ”

According to the plan of the headquarters of the Security Bureau, the newly opened branch of this town will be in charge of a new team, and there are six members in addition to me and Tomie, although Tomie and I are both three-pole demon pattern messengers, but due to lack of qualifications and experience, we can only serve as deputy captains at most. The captain will be transferred by the organization, and it is not clear who he means, but I heard that the most likely candidate is not very old, he is rigorous and decent, and he has a lot of detective experience before joining the netball.

After graduating from an internationally prestigious university and obtaining a doctorate in ergonomics at the age of 27, he joined the CSI Crime Scene Forensic Section in Las Vegas, and five years later transferred to FBI, where he became the head of the Criminal Behavior Psychoanalysis Department in just two years.

Although I haven't seen the real person yet, the information obtained from these side knocks is enough to make people marvel.

Tomie claimed to be twenty-three years old and had a master's degree in psychology, and her psychological talent was certainly not in doubt, but given that her main personality was a psychopath, the authenticity of her education was debatable, and her experience was indeed not as impressive as that of the likely captain.

Although Tomie didn't care, I could feel that she was a little resistant to that good gentleman, probably out of pride, and instinctively rejected those who were equally good or even better, after all, jealousy is common to everyone. In the same way, although I think I am good, I feel that there is a big gap between me and the other person, so I don't feel disgusted.

I didn't tell anyone about this thought, but I was looking forward to the life that was coming.

After breakfast, Tomie and I went out and drove to the villa, which served as the headquarters of the local security bureau. The vehicle was an off-road vehicle provided by the Security Service, with police and military license plate numbers and various documents to assist in the investigation. These documents are all named, and although they are equally valid, they will be a little troublesome if you investigate them carefully.

This is not a good thing for an organization that is not transparent enough, although it is not an illegal organization, and it is a worldwide joint agency with sufficient funds, but it always feels like it is not above board to do it in the field.

The villa is just a five-minute drive from the residence, on the outskirts of the town's business district, and there are few houses around. Originally built by a wealthy man for ease of recuperation, it is quiet and secluded, and it is easy to commute, with a short fork in the road leading to the town center and the highway outside the town. It's an hour's drive on that highway to the nearest center

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