Christopher Martin
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"Can I...ask you a question, C?" Kurokawa clutches my hand inside hers, and the distance between us slowly grows close. Her face is so near that if she leaned in slightly more, her lips would brush against mine—but we're still not quite there. To be safe, I advised the bookworm to not stand on the edge of the school's rooftop. Instead, we sit side by, leaning on the metal door leading to our classroom. When my back touched the metal plates a few minutes ago, not only did I feel its cold, hard surface,…-
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Did my vision fail me? I swear I saw the handle going inside and then through my hand like I was a hologram. Perplexed beyond words, I shake my head from left to right and make a second attempt to grab the door handle. This time with less force and more precision. What kind of a dumb character would I be if I could not open a tiny door? I am already useless. No need to create another level of worthlessness to achieve. Anyhow, that should have been a fluke. Because of all the stress and confusion, loads…
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I have no idea what the heck is going on! Seriously! Where the hell am I!? Did I have a stroke or something? What if this is some hallucination? Or even worse: did I accidentally eat a funky mushroom this morning? No, that can not be. Rachel is a respectable cook and takes great pride in preparing our food. Determined to become a notable figure in the industry, I doubt she would not let anything toxic enter our meals since that would be a blemish on her ability. Plus, I have never seen her doing…
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Goosebumps were raised all over my body. I never knew C could have this aggressive side to him. He always seemed peaceful and collected and even managed to think of corny jokes while facing difficult circumstances. But hearing these words coming out of his mouth made me shiver. They were freezing and lifeless. As if coming from someone ready to give up on living, each word C said harbored straightforward yet sober sentiments. "W-what are you talking about?!" Past me stuttered. It was understandable, to be…
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"Hello, Kurokawa." In front of me, a faceless guy slowly approached. A strange scene this could be to many people but not so out of the ordinary to me. "Can I have a minute?" His voice was calm, but for some reason, I felt a sense of hopelessness and dread coming out of him. It seemed his outside demeanor was the complete opposite of what existed inside. However, a sense of empathy washed over me while seeing him like that. We shared the same kind of twisted fate, after all. From the looks of it, there…
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*Click* The tiny key in my hand went into its predesigned lock. With a light twist, a sound vibrated into the air. Albeit faint, in this quiet space between my destination and the cold concrete stairs behind, I could notice it without any trouble. And the click had its own significance to my ears, as well. It was not just an audible confirmation that all of these locks were now undone but also signified the end of my struggles. "...That was easy." Clutching the stolen metal piece, I wondered if…
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Soon after Rachel's kiss, I finally go back down to Earth. And I will not lie. It made a tremendous impact on my psychological status at the time. Seconds ago, I was still being pulled down by a ton of guilt for making a mess of Kurokawa. As if it was made from the densest metal known to man, I lost control of my body entirely, no way of pulling myself up because of that unimaginable weight. And right now, even though my guts still hurt deeply because of my conscience, at least I can lift my head a little…
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"I am in a bit of a dilemma," Glooming over, C said. Whenever he was worried about us, his tone of voice would change drastically, both inside and out. "Talk to us, darling. What seems to be troubling you today?" Rachel stroked his hair lovingly. I had been keeping a close eye on her, and there were definitely hearts in her blue eyes. Without a doubt, she had already given her all to him. And she would do everything in her power to make him happy, just like me. Although I wanted to shake her hand off of…
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It is funny how things can turn sour so fast. One moment I was thinking of ways to help Kurokawa survive her ordeal, going as far as asking for permission from the others to follow her. Sadly, a couple minutes later, I am stumped in my place, only allowed to stare at her shaking body disappearing from sight. Regrettably, everything goes in the most unexpected way possible. This is not an over-exaggeration, but anticipation filled my chest while coming here. Thinking everything would go well even made me…
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Hi y'all, my loyal cheese consumer. If you haven't known already, recent events have led me to the decision of taking a break. Now, I would like to clarify a few things. The cheese still writes on Patreon. I will still post weekly there, but I will stop posting on any sites that are free for all. Why? Firstly: Eroge is being translated into another language and people are being charged to read it from chapter 30 or something. Of course, I have taken measures, but it looks like it's going nowhere. I…
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