Night sky を観れるのなら
If I could watch the night sky with you
爱し合えなくてstructure
It doesn't matter if we don't love each other
——Quoted from -obsession-たかやん
-1-
M's husband, who she has been married to for nearly seven years, is a guy with a very rich interest in life. He is very keen on all kinds of new and interesting things such as limited-edition food, interesting sports, movies, music, etc. In the past few years, she had to be dragged by him to catch up with some fantasy sequels and fantasy movies, and she had to wait in long lines for those special benefits.
M was extremely reluctant.
She took a vacation from her busy schedule to see him, not to stand in line outside the cinema late at night and freeze to death, nor to sit in a row with him in a place surrounded by many surveillance cameras and humans to watch "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".
If you want to find magical beasts, why not just look at him?
-2-
He says and acts like she likes her very much, but sometimes he reveals a kind of indifference that makes people's teeth ache. His whole emotional expression is like that of a magical animal.
Thinking about it now, there were some clues at that time.
Because her husband would rather drag her to watch "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" in the middle of the night than have sex with her.
-3-
...M is a very straightforward guy.
She can calmly say that she is a lunatic who deserves to be chopped into meat paste, and she can also calmly confirm that she will never have anything to do with love and marriage. Her wandering life is not a few years, but thousands or tens of thousands of years. It is completely OK for her to adapt to loneliness, and she will not suddenly have any thoughts of "being afraid of walking alone so asking for companionship".
Nonsense, when have you ever seen a cat unable to survive without humans? Only dogs will follow their owners who have left and cry.
If you choose loneliness, you have to bear the price of loneliness. There is no need to cry or feel lonely.
So, when she was inexplicably dragged into marriage——
"Well, it's definitely not about feelings, it must be that I'm greedy for his body."
...Ms. M then expressed her sexual needs extremely frankly.
-4-
And she had indeed hit upon it by accident: all emotional needs will eventually return to the most original sexual needs. Nothing can be more satisfying than being close to the person you like, right?
Sleep may not solve all problems, but it can definitely solve her problems.
Sleeping with P will produce a feeling of "complete satisfaction". Since you can be completely satisfied, why stay? M then began the journey of "sleep and leave".
Her emotional needs are really low, and when her sexual needs are met, she can just spare a little bit to get them done, which can be ignored.
Finally, after nearly eight years of dating and nearly seven years of marriage—
M's emotional needs, which had been ignored before, were inflated far beyond what P could achieve. They became so powerful that they completely exceeded simple sexual needs and could no longer be satisfied by "rolling in the sheets".
Like is something that will ferment and expand.
When her emotional needs began to roar, "We want pure affection but no sex," Ms. M finally, finally realized it.
There's something wrong with my husband's attitude.
-5-
He was a little standoffish.
Especially when it comes to sex, he is as cold as can be.
-6-
...Yes, even though her emotional needs had begun to shake the cage bars and roar "I want pure intimacy", the somewhat naive Miss M still simply and roughly divided it into "I want more exciting sex".
While shopping in R18, U was casually caught chatting by the Maintenance Devil: "...Really? Didn't you realize it before? Didn't you realize it at all?"
"Well……"
"This kind of thing is easy to tell, right? Even if a man's lies in bed can't be taken seriously, just look at his attitude afterward, right? If he completely leaves you aside after they're done—"
M was a little embarrassed: "Uh, I don't have this."
Before, she had never noticed his attitude after he was done, because she immediately put on her clothes and ran away.
When they first got married, she really disliked his attitude of meowing all the time and saying he liked her. That clingy love-brained guy seemed to want to come over and hug her every time, but she would push him away every time.
...because it's really annoying.
Essentially, they just come to find a bed partner to vent work stress. After they're done, of course they say goodbye feeling refreshed. Why would they stay there and cuddle? They're not a true couple.
The other party kept asking for a farewell kiss with wet puppy eyes until the fourth year of marriage, when he gradually gave up.
"Please stay a little longer." "Are you so busy at work?" "Would you like to try the breakfast I made?" "There's a great barbecue restaurant near my house. How about we go out for a late-night snack?"
——M’s ears were worn out by such invitations and retentions in the early stage.
-7-
But he knew how to advance and retreat in moderation. Although his frequent requests to stay almost every time made M irritated, basically, he just asked every time.
If she refuses, just keep quiet and watch her get dressed and leave, or give her enough money and candy so that she can satisfy her craving for the invitation and enjoy the great barbecue restaurant.
If he asked, "Can't we go together?", the answer he would most likely get would be, "Do you want the people living nearby to find out that you have a wife? I don't want to help you deal with the neighbors' curiosity at all."
Later, M would linger at his place for a while before leaving, mostly to eat some candy or order some late-night takeout.
So gradually he stopped asking and just prepared everything she needed.
-8-
As long as M didn't leave immediately, he would first explain to her carefully where the candy was, where the money was, where the takeout order was, what the weather was like outside, and that if she left, she should put on her coat and take the umbrella next to the key basket at the door.
It's like she's a fool who doesn't know to bring an umbrella on a rainy day and always forgets where her wallet and candy are.
-9-
M actually likes this change very much. She feels that her partner has become more and more sensible after being trained. He knows what she wants and what she hates.
She really hated his clingy, enthusiastic, and brainless attitude before, always writing "I like you" on his face and talking about it -
Somehow, she intuitively felt that the attitude was a bit fake, like something that had no idea what "like" meant, sitting in a dark space, watching those exaggerated idol dramas on TV, and trying hard to act it out.
Her sister taught her that people who always say "I like" are unreliable and bad people.
M doesn't think he is a bad guy.
She inexplicably felt that he should be a very calm and gentle person, a guy who rarely loses his mind even if he likes someone. Instead, he would use his brain carefully to be considerate of the other person.
It's not about having only love in your mind, but about falling in love seriously with the brain that can sort out everything in the universe.
-10-
His sticky and enthusiastic attitude in the early days was always a bit incongruous: excessive stickiness and enthusiasm were associated with "no sense of boundaries" and "crazy clinging", but no matter how sticky he had been, as long as she opened her mouth to refuse, he would immediately step back and be especially considerate to leave her some secret space.
M's intuition was never wrong.
She turned a blind eye to some things that were incongruous, and she refused to tolerate some falsehoods from the very beginning.
-11-
But, the strange thing is.
Regardless of whether he finds his clingy and dog-licking appearance incongruous or not, M is very sure about the "like" and "love" he always emphasizes.
Just like he would always leave candy and money for her, and silently pay off the extra bills for hotel consumption...
Her husband loved her to death, and every word and action of his was full of love, which M felt very clearly.
He was obsessed with her. No one was more obsessed with her than he was.
-12-
Because, there is so much more to it than just sweet and flirty words.
As long as he had everything and she wanted it, he would definitely prepare it all and send it to her.
There was nothing M couldn't get from him. Absolutely nothing.
But he never talks about these actual actions.
-13-
"I tried dozens of times, burned two pots, and blistered the backs of my hands before I finally prepared a decent bowl of milk oatmeal for you."
"I painstakingly studied nearly a hundred cooking guides, but ultimately couldn't bake a decent chiffon cake, so I had to buy a ready-made one from a bakery."
"Those marshmallows hidden at the bottom of the box in my closet are my limited edition collection. I usually only eat two a week at most, but if you really want to eat them, take them all out."
"I rushed into my house at 2 a.m. today and demanded to have sex with you without a care in the world. I have to go to work with a client at 5 a.m. tomorrow and I really want to sleep, but you're not in the mood, so let's do it. You can do it as many times as you want."
"You came here covered in blood again, all over the floor and furniture. I really hate doing housework. And this time, that nosy neighbor saw you coming over, and he actually wrote a threatening letter saying I was harboring a murderer. As a result, I had to spend a whole week helping you clean up the mess."
——He never talked about all this or expressed it in words.
Even these were only things that M vaguely noticed later. There must have been many more that she had not noticed.
This is clearly a case that can be brought up and repeatedly highlighted to emphasize how much he has done for her, isn't it?
-14-
But he never mentioned it.
Compared to these practical things, he always strangely emphasizes those false love words, as if he himself has not realized what truly contains "love".
Do you like her so much that you don't bother to calculate the gains and losses and just give her everything naturally?
snort.
He really likes her.
It would be completely impossible without her, right? Wouldn't it be devastating if I lost her?
Humph.
-15-
So, as a certain divorce lawyer speculated.
In this marriage, M has unparalleled confidence in her husband's loyalty and love for her.
Are you kidding? That's the kind of love you can feel just by going over there once every two weeks just to have sex.
Who wouldn't like to be immersed in the love of a puppy? It's the most healing thing.
-16-
M loves cute dogs the most. She will always turn over the corpse of a puppy and place a small flower on its body.
So she liked coming to see him, doing things with him, and getting along with him more and more.
There is no need to think about the reason. I just want to see him, want him, want to touch him and kiss him - so I run over here after get off work?
-17-
——So, finally.
When she was becoming more and more reluctant to turn around and leave, she discovered that the other party's attitude afterwards was very cold.
...Although it was because she always left after doing it before, but wasn't it too much to drive his wife away like this?
I obviously like her so much. I obviously have such a crush on her. Why do I always chase her away?
And, and, uh, even if she thought about her attitude in the past when she chased people away, she did feel a little guilty. She could understand his cold attitude after that... but...
-18-
“It turns out that being positive and enthusiastic really feels different.”
M couldn't help but mutter: "That time before was real..."
U, who was still sniffing out gossip, raised an eyebrow: "Oh, so you really care more about having sex than anything else?"
M was completely baffled: "Of course. Didn't I look for him just to have sex? The sex experience is the most important thing! It took that guy all these years to let me experience a little bit of passionate sex!!"
“…”
-19-
You are worthy of being the uncrowned scumbag king of the maintenance department.
...Although, if that poor puppy gets too passionate about sex and stops showing you the care he usually gives you, you'll definitely be unhappy too.
-20-
U always feels that M is really in love.
...Stuck around a guy who knows deeply how much he likes you, and starts to demand more and more intimacy beyond desire, isn't that what being in love means?
She herself said that she never wanted to stay before, but now she always lingers around and gets angry when asked "Why don't you leave yet?"
But, uh, this is M, the heartless M...
-twenty one-
"There's nothing to worry about."
U spread out his hands. "Passion is certainly important, but when it comes to sex, the most important thing is technique and patience, right? I actually like males to be calmer in bed, not always recklessly doing it. Even passion won't be much better... They always have nothing but passion... Uh, are all your previous experiences without passion bad?"
M: “…”
M didn't say anything. She turned her head silently and began to admire the restricted underwear that had just been hung in the R18 area.
Oh, everything is good.
...You're being too nice. You don't even realize that the other person doesn't have much passion for you.
-twenty two-
...So how good is the skill of that poor guy who has been a bed partner for so long!
Ah, I really want to taste this kind of exclusive dog that has been trained from raw to proficient over the years... considerate and gentle, but still aloof and abstinent in bed, putting aside emotions and carefully serving the master's every step... slurp...
M: "Don't even think about it. No matter how good it is, it's still mine, U, do you want to be chopped into dumpling stuffing?"
U: "Ahem, no, no, I didn't think about that at all, this isn't saliva, it's tears, just tears."
-twenty three-
U wiped the tears that were about to flow out of the corners of her mouth: "Well, anyway, you just found him too cold in this aspect, right?"
"right."
It's really outrageous that a guy who is usually indifferent in this aspect would respond to your needs. If he hadn't been proactive for the first time, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.
"By the way, how long has your relationship lasted? Humans can easily change their minds after just a few months. Does he have someone else?"
M didn't even think twice: "No way. He likes me so much."
Let alone seven years, it’s impossible for him to change his mind even after seven hundred years, huh.
"...You're so confident. Well, if I have no problem with my feelings for you, and I'm just tired of this kind of thing..."
It's really rare. Which male creature would be tired of this kind of thing... She's not a high school girl who sulks alone because she thinks "You don't like me at all, you just like my body". How can an adult male care about any feelings in this regard... Oh, right!
U raised a finger. "I do have a simple solution! Invincible!"
-twenty four-
So, one month before the seventh anniversary, P was pulled out of the company by his wife for lunch for the first time.
…He was shocked at first, thinking, is she going to have some simple romantic lunch date?
Is the system world collapsing? M is actually talking about feelings instead of the body?
She has been acting really weird lately. She used to leave after finishing her work, but recently she refuses to leave. Did she encounter something very difficult at work, or did she eat something wrong?
Until he was dragged all the way to the cafe that sold light lunches and noticed his wife casting an affirmative look at the motel next to the cafe.
P: "..."
-25-
Um.
He just knew it.
What's the point of talking about love? All she has in her mind is sex.
...Is her brother's body so sexually attractive to her? Yes, yes, blonde hair and blue eyes, a classic style.
-26-
Tsk.
-27-
P asked expressionlessly, "Do you want me to book a room at this express hotel? The company's lunch break is only an hour and a half. Is an hourly room okay?"
M patted his shoulder appreciatively and gave him a thumbs up.
It's still daytime, and the last time we did it was only a week ago.
Was she really not satisfied the last time? But he had clearly done it as many times as she asked... What else did she want? Was she dissatisfied with his performance?
P became inexplicably irritated again.
He has been very irritable recently. Maybe it's because he thinks the divorce is getting closer and he can't keep his composure.
...Ah, I really hope we can get divorced soon... I want to go back to the happy and simple friendship we once had...
"Okay. I understand."
"Wait, let's check in first. After that, take the room card and follow me to the cafe next door to have lunch."
"oh."
-28-
So P was dragged into the cafe with the room card.
As before every time, his wife was in high spirits, but he had no interest at all.
She talked about an area full of fun toys that she had wandered into during work. P listened absentmindedly and took the menu to order a hamburger set meal with strawberry jelly for M. Because it was winter, he reserved the iced cola in the set meal for himself, so he flipped through the menu and ordered an extra cup of hot pear tea with less sugar and pink Bobo balls.
M doesn't like ordering food, looking at maps, or planning a strategy. Every time she goes out, she just plays around and doesn't even bring her brain with her (.)
P has become accustomed to taking the menu while she is chatting. Usually, she will not stop chatting until all the dishes are served. They will starve to death if they expect her to order the dishes.
But this time, after he ordered the dishes, M suddenly stopped.
"Don't you want something to eat for lunch? You don't like drinks with Bobo Balls, so you only drink the iced Coke in my meal?"
"...Oh. I just forgot."
P casually circled a chicken breast salad and closed the menu.
M suddenly asked, "Are you full with just this? Don't starve yourself to death and end up in the hospital again."
“…”
You can't say that I have no appetite just because I think about the hourly room after lunch.
-29-
"It's okay. I didn't know you were coming this time. I ordered takeout lunch with my colleagues at the company and have already eaten half of it."
M frowned: "With a colleague again, the female colleague who took you to the hospital last time..."
P was a little surprised that she would say so much.
When has M ever cared about what he eats and what dishes he orders, or who he eats with? She didn't even care when he was dragged by his colleagues to see strippers.
And my female colleague... suddenly asked this...
"A new female colleague has been transferred to another department. I supervised her for a while. I don't usually interact with the other female colleagues. I ordered takeout for lunch today with the newly built project team. The only woman there was my boss. What's wrong? Why are you asking this? Don't kill my boss. My overtime has nothing to do with her. She's also a mother of two children."
“…”
-30-
M coughed lightly.
"Why kill? I'm not going to kill, I'm just asking casually."
That's what I mean.
——How could I possibly doubt this little dog who confessed everything so naturally!
The seven-year itch, extramarital affairs and the like, absolutely do not exist for him.
"Really? Then I'm just asking, do you have any colleagues of the opposite sex you're attracted to lately?"
"You're stupid. Is it necessary to like something as disgusting as a male?"
“…”
-31-
oh.
It's really hard for you to sit face to face with something disgusting and eat your lunch.
P stopped talking. The dishes were served. He pushed the pear tea to her, pulled the iced cola over, and put the jelly next to her.
The salad was the last dish served. He took the knife and fork, lowered his head, and cut the cherry tomatoes on the plate with some indifference.
"But recently, there was one. I approached a handsome stranger at a bar a few days ago and tried to have sex with him. It felt really fresh."
——The dinner knife slashed across the white porcelain plate, crushing the plump little tomatoes in an instant and splashing the scarlet juice all over the plate.
-32-
M, who was about to open his mouth to eat the burger: "..."
M looked at this scene of his men and suddenly felt a little scared for no reason.
…It was U who said that! It was U who said, “If a man is being pretentious, then tell him there are a million options. If he doesn’t have passion, I can find someone else to have sex with who has passion!” It was U who said this method is direct and effective, and it will definitely drive him crazy in bed! It was all U’s idea! It has nothing to do with her!
-33-
M held a piece of unbitten hamburger in his mouth, slowly closed his mouth, and inexplicably swallowed his saliva.
Probably not hungry.
Because now she is so afraid that she even dares not eat hamburgers.
-34-
"that……"
"Um."
The husband, with his head lowered and staring at the salad plate, seemed very calm.
The back of his hand holding the dinner knife was almost covered with transparent blood vessels.
But the way he spoke to her was still very gentle.
"Yeah. Really?"
-35-
M should have replied "yes", but her intuition was giving her a crazy warning, so she could only nod her head silently.
“…”
P slowly raised his head and stared at her for a while.
He showed no expression.
After a while, he slowly opened his clenched hands and put down the knife and fork in his hands.
"I'm full. Let me pay the bill. You can take your time with your lunch."
-36-
Then he just got up and left.
-37-
M: “…”
M sat there stiffly. After about two minutes, she suddenly jumped up and ran out of the cafe.
The husband was standing calmly across the street, his eyes quietly staring at the wheels of the passing vehicles, as if he was curious about the consequences of putting his hands inside.
He clearly had no expression and showed no emotion—
But when M saw him, he immediately thought of a crazy stray dog that was about to run straight into traffic.
-38-
She ran over quickly, almost as fast as a banshee, and immediately ran over and grabbed his hand tightly.
"I'm sorry," she said dryly. "I just lied to you. It was just a bad joke. I don't have... I don't have anyone else. I'm not chatting up anyone. I'm not trying to experience anything new."
Her husband slowly raised his eyes and looked at her. At that moment, M even felt that his blue eyes were a little red.
...The next moment, she shook off the slight trance and realized that it was not his eyes that were red, but the corners of his eyes.
Very natural, slightly reddish.
-39-
He looked at her, not seeming to notice the redness in the corners of his eyes.
He said gently, "Next time you want to seek excitement, passion, or novelty with someone else, there's no need to tell me specifically. Could you please not tell me next time?"
……ah.
What nonsense is she talking about?
She almost made her puppy cry.
-40-
M opened his mouth again and closed it again.
"I really didn't... it was just a joke..."
"I know you don't have one. I'm just saying this in advance. If you really want to have one, just do it. Just don't tell me. Just don't tell me... okay?"
“…”
-41-
Damn.
Did she do something excessive?
Had she made a particularly serious mistake?
M's mind was in a mess, and her tongue seemed to be frozen. She couldn't say anything, and she didn't know what to say.
She could only hug him hard. Really hard. Standing on tiptoe.
-42-
"Don't be angry. Let's...let's go to the hotel, okay?"
We do the things that are most intimate, most comfortable, and that make us feel better just by doing them.
M doesn’t understand.
M could only try to coax him by doing what he liked to do most with him.
“…”
-43-
P also knew that she didn't understand.
They're both twisted and crazy and don't understand.
...But why, this time, he really couldn't easily press the rolling thing back, smile, nod, and say "OK" to her?
He just pretended to like her very much and to be obsessed with her, and used her to compose the love songs he wanted.
He is not a love-brained person at all and knows nothing about love. The love songs he has written over the years always feel weird.
This was clearly his partner, his most cherished friend, his...
-44-
It was obvious that they had already agreed that who they slept with and what their needs were were areas that he had no right to interfere with.
...I really went too far.
Mr. P closed his eyes and opened them again.
"I'm sorry for my bad attitude. If you want, let's go to the hotel."
-45-
She asked him to have sex with her, and he wrote love songs about her. The relationship should be that simple.
We don't owe each other anything, nor can we say we have let each other down.
but……
-46-
It’s better to end this strange and simple relationship quickly.
P vaguely realized something: if he continued to entangle himself, and his most cherished friend really met the person she cherished most and wanted to have a serious relationship with her, how would she view his and her strange relationship?
It would certainly hinder her happiness.
No matter how good a friend is, if he becomes an ex, you must stay away from him. This way, other people can feel free to give him "love", a precious feeling that he does not understand at all.
-47-
So Mr. P took a day off from work that day and spent the whole afternoon fooling around with her in the hotel room.
This was probably the last time they would do this. After this, he would definitely file for divorce the next time they met. He had vaguely made up his mind to do this.
...Miss M still didn't notice anything. She thought she had caused a big problem, but ended up feeling dizzy and having a big reward for the whole afternoon.
-48-
It is indeed a direct and convenient method.
As expected of U.
-49-
...Although, he looked so sad at that moment. This method can only be used once, and it must not be used a second time...
Well.
The original intention of suggesting going into the hotel was to appease the other person, but in the end, did she get to enjoy it?
Why not buy him a gift...it's just right...
"A month from now, it will be our wedding anniversary, right? I should come to see you then..."
-50-
M struggled to put her language and logic skills back into her head and stopped her husband who was getting dressed. "What gift do you want?"
P couldn't help but tilt his head and touch the old earring on his ear.
...What other gift could she afford, except this little piece of cheap jewelry that obviously cost no more than ten dollars, and which still easily caused his ears to hurt after wearing it for so long.
Although, it's true, he wanted a slightly better divorce gift.
People say happy breakup, and divorce should also be worth celebrating with gifts.
"Whatever." Mr. P still replied, "I like whatever you give me."
She really couldn't afford to give him such a good gift, but the thought of giving him a gift was enough. After all these years of entanglement, he hadn't received any other gifts except this pair of earrings.
-51-
"...Do you know that gift givers hate the response 'whatever'?"
"I don't know. I don't need to ask you every time I give you a gift."
“…”
-52-
M let go of the hand that was pulling his clothes and fell dejectedly onto the bed.
"So I'm really an unconscious emotional scum..."
"What? Of course you're not." We're not talking about feelings.
"Thank you for your comfort..."
-53-
Miss M muttered as she looked at his neatly dressed back.
"I will try to treat you better in the future."
Well, if you don’t understand, just go and learn. You can’t make your partner cry like you did today.
Mr. P paused in buttoning his shirt.
"...No need. You've been very good to me."
-54-
She only fulfilled his wishes, talked and played with him as an equal, did not regard him as a substitute or a monster, was able to understand and tolerate his strange and twisted aspects, and would patiently ask for medical advice for a few insignificant wounds.
He had even secretly used her more than once to satisfy his own wishes and dreams.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have had this period of relative freedom, wouldn't have had the chance to experience dates and dinners, and wouldn't have had those piles of love songs in his study.
P doesn't think M has done anything wrong.
He was still trapped in the prison of eternal life, and during his long, long sentence, hearing about the free and extremely powerful Black Banshee from other people was already a joy.
[The wisher on whom I bet everything has become the most powerful and free being], for a prisoner, what could be more satisfying?
She gave him so much and did so well.
P even thought a little strangely, how could it be better?
-55-
She doesn't make any money, is heartless, and is a fool.
What else could he ask for? He would be very satisfied just to be with her and be her simple friend.
Although he was indeed increasingly annoyed by her obsession with her brother's sex, after all, they were cherished friends, so this annoyance was far less than helplessness.
It's impossible to keep harping on her and pestering her with clichéd things like "You only love my body and not my soul" every day. This is not a junior high school love affair.
-56-
What love or not love.
He has no emotions and has no contact with love.
-57-
——So, a month later, we arranged to meet for dinner on our seventh anniversary.
Mr. P was waiting at the door holding tulips. He saw Miss M running in wearing a very beautiful white dress.
She wore makeup for the first time, with bright lips.
"Do you like it?"
As she ran towards him, she asked with a smile, "I picked out an anniversary gift. I saved up my entire month's salary to buy this dress. How about wearing it for you?"
Mr. P was a little surprised.
He handed her the tulips. "It's rare that you know what it means to dress for a date. Thank you. This dress is very nice."
"You've always been fond of talking about romantic rituals, haven't you? I feel like treating our anniversary with respect is the best gift I can give you..."
M walked into the elevator with him and suddenly jumped again, and her swirling white skirt spun around his arm.
-58-
The elevator door closed, and she said, "You can take off this skirt I prepared specially for you later. Do you like it?"
Mr. P thought, oh, she must have gone to see some weird romantic movie again this month. This love line is definitely not something she could make up.
...After all, isn't the purpose still to have a good time in bed, you idiot?
-59-
pity.
He really couldn't satisfy her request this time.
-60-
"You're late for this date again."
"Hey, you know me. I'm very busy at work, and I was delayed a bit on the way. Putting on makeup was unexpectedly troublesome—"
M curled his lips: "And I was only a quarter of an hour late this time. Compared to before, I was early!"
Yes, I arrived early.
But this time he...
-61-
I've been waiting for you at the door for fifteen minutes, and now I only have five minutes left to stay with you in this body.
-62-
Mr. P thought, if I had known earlier, I should have corrected her habit of being late for dates.
It didn't matter to him if he waited a little longer, but he didn't expect that it would actually affect the length of time they spent together.
-63-
The elevator door opened, and M, bouncing around, put her arm around his and walked in.
"Oh, is this a private room? How rare, there are no waiters and no guests - the dishes are already prepared, on the cart next to the table, so high-end -"
Of course, I had decided to file for divorce today more than a month ago, so I had to keep it confidential and clear the area to prevent you from revealing your true identity and scaring the innocent when you try to murder me.
-64-
...Yes, murder.
Mr. P thought, and his heart beat faster.
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M had personally pointed out to him how rubbish the idea of finding an "emotional carrier" was. He knew very well what she would think of this and of "I am being used as a carrier by you", and he had no doubt that there was no possibility of him surviving today.
Yes, he had made countless predictions and deductions long ago, and even consulted lawyers, confirming that there was no way to prevent the murder.
He was quite certain that his theory was scumbag behavior and that he would be murdered by M.
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—The organ's heart was pounding with anticipation.
He had been waiting for too long... too long.
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【Offer your death to the dark banshee.】
[Turn yourself into a hymn to the banshee.]
He had wanted it since before—he had secretly longed for it since the reunion—he had vaguely begun to look forward to it since the first encounter—
The Banshee gave him the most intimate death.
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The organ has experienced tens of millions of deaths.
If he could make a wish, he would definitely change these tens of millions of deaths to death at the hands of the Banshee.
Beautiful Banshee
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