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Suddenly the guy started reminiscing.
The scenery of his hometown, the house where he grew up, what kind of child he was.
What kind of people were there, what did he think, how did he spend the time.
It a common story, and not uncommon that he was even exposed to the effects of the war.
From there, I didn't see the path that led him to where he is today.
I'm sure, it must have been some path that led to the creation of this impudent subordinate, a lover, though.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"So, I just remembered now."
"…I see,"
He buried his nose in my hair as if he was sniffing me, just a dog.
I can't understand why he seems so happy.
But I had grown accustomed to him.
Whether he was lying on the cushions in my room with cold eyes, expressing his pissed-off opinions with gusto.
Or even, lying his long body on the bedclothes, breathing a very simple sleep, also with disgustingly peaceful ease.
It happens all the time――nothing to bother about.
He turned over again and faced the ceiling, his one arm is holding me, the boss, selfishly.
"Shinsuke's hometown has the sea, right? You said it was a scenic place."
I nodded, "Yeah, it is."
He playing with the voice now, the content is not the issue.
"I never gonna see it again, though."
"I wish, I could have seen the sea in your eyes. What color it was…"
His smile made me somewhat angry, and I pinched his nose.
"Shinsuke," he protested, I twisted with force, and he grabbed my hand in a very serious manner.
"What are you doing, Shinsuke!! That's terrible!!"
"Annoying. I don't care what happens to looking so carefree, manslayer."
"If someone come to attack me, I'll kill.
…Or else, you? By some chance, will you kill me?"
I don't read the meaning of his faint smile.
Spreading my fingers around the collarbone of his bare neck.
Caress or kill?
The other person is still smiling, entranced.
"……"
Is he make light me?
He thought that I would not throw him away while it was worth using?
No, he is still intelligent.
This guy lives as ignoring most of the world, and who is not only intelligent but also a monster when it comes to his own interests, much less those of life and death.
One of people with highly developed instincts.
I remind of my former allies.
――The same. The same smell as mine.
Although we don't even share the past. Only that's the same――
Silently, I trace his skin. His hand reaches out and crawls up my arm.
"Shinsuke."
This ridiculous resonance.
Sickening melding.
No matter how different our bodies are, in this bedchamber.
Oh, this skin is the same.
He kisses my arm, I shake it off.
He kept the hand outstretched and called me, "Shinsuke."
"Are you a dog!?"
"If I'm a dog, you have to be trained me.
Of course, I'm talking about you, Shinsuke. Train me."
I smacked on his head, he bent down and laughed.
This is just a joke too.
I don't understand it myself, we, covered in blood, are playing around like this.
Something is wrong.
The hand grabs my arm, is softly but surely pulls me closer and lays me on top of him.
He rubs his nose doggishly against me again.
"I wonder if my smell will transfer to you this way. My smell on you."
"No, you idiot."
"But your smell does. I react as if it did.
'Dog' is not a joke. …It's like old times…"
"...You want me to kill you?"
"Not now, okay?"
I want to grab his chin and rattle, and yell, "Shut up."
But I can't help but love the look on his face.
He holds my body lightly on top of him, strokes the nape of my neck, runs his fingers through my hair, and smiles at the languidness that drifts over we.
"...If others, I would slay. If it's you...hmmm.
I'll take that blade, just once.
If you're so passionate about me, that you feel you must cut me..."
"Don't talk, like you're in love."
What is that entrancing tone?
"…I'm actually excited. Imagining it makes me hot.
…I don't know why, just wanna be hold you."
"Dumm pervert,"
I dropped my face, and unconsciously trace the shape of his breast, with my finger.
I know, there is a scar.
We either ignore them or let the tongues crawl over each other.
Oh, if I let the blade bite with this hand.
Into the too-long body of this unbearable man, into his well-trained muscles, into his sinister body bathed in blood.
If I'll strike my blow.
Stronger than reminiscence. Nails in the pectoral muscles.
"...…!"
He gulps and his hand floats up, and then quietly brings it down.
My nails tear at his skin, and it bleeds.
He has the single-minded eyes.
If I tried to stab the blade into his heart, would he resist? Now yet.
――Will I tear this body apart one day?
Will I reproduce with my own hands, the cruelty of those who were once exposed on the riverbanks?
Will I hang this guy's head down in my hand, and be satisfied and give up my attachment to this world?
――Lingering affection. The form of it.
All the lingering affection that is manifested in the form of you.
It's in this blood pulse and heartbeat.
"... Bansai,"
I slowly raised my relaxed hand, and my fingertips were red even in my night vision.
I licked it.
There was a red streak running across his skin, too.
And then, this guy, who budges and laughing.
――I hate with the same weight as the memory.
As hot as love.
Yeah, no point in reminiscing.
The present is funny in your figure.
I bent down, stuck my tongue out at the wound, and heared comfortably to his little moan.
This guy, who shakes me all he wants when he has me in his arms, is quiet at times like this.
Acceptance is loyalty?
I accept you, because that heat pierces me with the same weight as the nightmare of their days.
With the same mass as their former despair.
And because, I like the overlapping drunkenness.
He meekly let me lick the blood off, but his hand still patted my back.
Intent to kill. Like love.
His arms encircled me as I brought my lips to his.
As soon as, his tongue entered and I writhed in agony as my back was pinned.
Certainly I embraced, on his firm body.
His tongue cloud my sanity, drowning and wandering my fingers were grasped.
"…Ah,"
"Shinsuke,"
"Dumm you..."
Its softness has the power to pull something away from the skin.
――Is that the kind of assassin you are?
"…Shinsuke,"
"Shut up."
"I have said nothing yet…"
"Anyhow, just going to talk nonsense...!"
The tongue plops in my ear, my waist is caught as leans back.
He grabs me together with loosely wrapped nightgown.
"…Not as much as your face,"
"You...!"
To lick it all over, grab the shoulders and stare at me.
What kind of a wicked guy? This hatred.
"Die, damn Bansai."
"Your love words are dangerous. …I'm afraid, I can't let myself die yet.
I can't give you this head yet…so I'll give you this instead."
He took my hand that I grabbed his cheek, and once again, let touched it gently.
As if to remind me.
"You are free to play with my body.
Of course, I have my convenience, but within those convenience, you're free to go."
"……"
He held my hand, made eye contact, and smiled at me.
Why so much? ――Why is he smiling?
"Shinsuke."
His lips press against my finger, and he stops, as if he's trying to make a pledge of loyalty. I fret.
"Don't."
"But I can't hold you again. Wouldn't you have forgiven me at least this much?"
My one hand was on top of his hand, long, pissed-off fingers.
When I pout, he rubs me curiously.
"Shinsuke? In other words, I'd be disadvantage to your own body if I took every single one of your provocations.
Instead. You can touch my face, and let me touch your hand."
He stroked a smaller hand in the palm of his large hand.
"It's easy if you wanna keep me for yourself, Shinsuke.
If only you wouldn't sleep with someone else."
I take hold of his hand and climbed up onto his legs, whom wear same japanese nightgown.
"Aren't many people as drunk as you,"
I put my arms around him, and wondered how easy it.
You're specialized for me?
Really used to. Leaning in, leaning back, but staying still.
"It's hard to do with the other guys when the smell gets to me.
Do you know? You..."
You've shared nights with me more than any other.
No other sign that so persistent in my surroundings.
It also means, I'll be looking for you.
He was playing with my hair and keeping my body on him, said something like.
"It's a blessing. If no one else, I wouldn't be unnecessarily jealous.
…I'm selfish. I would be jealous, if another woman or man touched you.
That's, 'Although you're my owner, tame me and then neglecting to take care?' …I'm sure."
"I don't have the remaining power for that."
"Ha-ha-ha, can't you keep up your stamina?"
"Shut up,"
I slapped his head, but he was laughing.
"Well, I'd appreciate, if you're right."
――Somehow――I think this guy used to refrain from saying these things.
Why he has become so innocent, really.
"Hmph. …Let's go to sleep, all right?"
"Yeah,"
I was disgusted by the way he pulled up the futon, which had been trampled all over the place, and tried to wrap me in, but I was already too much trouble.
I can use this guy as a mattress too, even if he used me as a huggy pillow incidentally.
It's sturdy. He doesn't seem to hurt when I'm on.
"…Shinsuke."
"Are you still marking me?"
I teased as he kissed my hair.
But, maybe it really is, he's trying to do so――then, the marks I put on his skin too?
He held me up laughing, "Yes, don't go anywhere," and so on, and I knocked him down with a headbutt.
A long arm fixes the covers.
I become defiant and stretch myself out.
"You're the owner. Have to call me not mistake.
If didn't, I'm going to sulk~"
The tone of his voice was deliberate.
I thought he was trying to spoil, so I put my hand on his head.
"Ah. If I call you, be sure to come.
If you can't come, send a living spirit, and if you're dead, send a ghost.
If you can no longer recognize me as the owner, just kill me."
"...…"
"I'm going to do it back, but don't be depressed.
You who call me that, have the right.
――If I must slay you on the contrary, then..."
Strok his hair, bump his head, and distrusting over the adoration that wells up. With love.
"I'll slay you, with all my strength."
He laughed out loud, bumped his head back against mine, and stretched out his free hand as far as he could, holding me in his one arm.
"Don't forget those words, Shinsuke."
Even to the ends of hell.
The future is unknown, no one knows.
The past cannot be undone, nothing can be undone.
Nothing here but the serious banter that is exchanged now.