Christopher Martin
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"Well, at this point, I don't think there is a need to return to class." I say that while gazing at the sky above us. It is still bright and clear, imbued by cotton-white clouds like any other day. Although compared to before, the bright blue color has somewhat adjusted to something with a deeper hue, everything is relatively similar. In addition, the temperature has shifted slightly, making the winds graze my skin cooler than when we first came here. This world does not teach anything realistic anyway.…-
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Guilt was living rent-free in the bookworm's chest. It crept up, consumed Kurokawa, and finally pushed her off the edge once the timing was right. That was why she chose to die at Han's hands. In Kurokawa's mind, she believed nothing else was left to live for. Kuro's shell was so tough that even the main character of I Will Survive With A Harem Ending did not get through. But we should all know by now that inside that shell was a girl who desperately wanted to be acknowledged. She was like anyone else in…
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"Hey, Kuro." After a while of unspoken tranquility between us, I call out Kurokawa's name, whose head is on my shoulder. As I glance over her side, a pair of exuberant emerald green eyes calmly observe me. With a quick glance, I can see they are filled with nothing except happiness and joy. Her delicate smile is so pure and bright that it is hard to believe this person once had such deep hatred for herself. From what I can see, she has become one with her heart by letting me see her entire face. The…
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Slowly, the palm covering my forehead released, and I let the wind do what it was supposed to do. At this moment, I decided to face my disfigurement head-on. Immediately, everything was blown open by the breeze. Hair, bangs, tears... and my red scar on the top. Everything. Even that never-ending pain that haunted my dreams every night seemed to be laid bare for him to see. It was not the Kurokawa this system created that C was looking at. It was the Kurokawa I chose to become. This...was...me. "C..."…
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(Behold! 3 illustrations in one chapter!) One. Under no circumstances could C learn about the newfound sentience of the members in the discussion. The members were namely Kurokawa, Rachel, and Laura. Two. Under no circumstances could C learn about our meeting. The condition included but was not limited to direct or indirect conversation, sign language, notes, emails, and other forms of information sharing. Three. Each participant in the meeting had to keep the information about C's thoughts hidden from…
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One, everything has been an illusion conjured up by my brain or the bug that keeps making the girls deviate from the system. If this is the case, I honestly have nothing to worry about. I am just being delusional and imagining things. After so many years of being imprisoned by constant repetition of this game, it is not weird to experience something of that nature. Unfortunately, even though I wish for the first option to be the one, everything tends to point me in the second direction. And that answer…
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