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The location doesn't matter, don't question why. |
The location doesn't matter, don't question why. |
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Just try imagining this setting. |
Just try imagining this setting. |
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We have two characters. |
We have two characters. |
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A girl at that age where her body has developed well. |
A girl at that age where her body has developed well. |
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And a boy of the same age, sound of both mind and body. |
And a boy of the same age, sound of both mind and body. |
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The girl feebly closing her eyelids, collapsing limply on the floor. |
The girl feebly closing her eyelids, collapsing limply on the floor. |
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The boy, on the other hand, with shining bloodshot eyes, crawling on all fours, looming over the girl. |
The boy, on the other hand, with shining bloodshot eyes, crawling on all fours, looming over the girl. |
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So. Upon seeing such a spectacle, what kind of scene would you judge this as? |
So. Upon seeing such a spectacle, what kind of scene would you judge this as? |
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I've pushed down a girl. |
I've pushed down a girl. |
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Somehow it looks like the situation has turned out like this ― Ninomiya Shungo thinks to himself calmly. |
Somehow it looks like the situation has turned out like this ― Ninomiya Shungo thinks to himself calmly. |
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A troubling situation. |
A troubling situation. |
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But. He remains completely calm. |
But. He remains completely calm. |
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Because this was an accident, after all. |
Because this was an accident, after all. |
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Through the piling up of unlucky coincidences, this unexpected situation has occurred. Simple as that. |
Through the piling up of unlucky coincidences, this unexpected situation has occurred. Simple as that. |
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Just back away, that should resolve it. Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes, scratch my head, go hahaha with an ironic smile. That should be fine. |
Just back away, that should resolve it. Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes, scratch my head, go hahaha with an ironic smile. That should be fine. |
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Simple as that. |
Simple as that. |
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As simple as that, everything should be settled calmly. |
As simple as that, everything should be settled calmly. |
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"..." |
"..." |
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Let's do it. |
Let's do it. |
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"..." |
"..." |
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― Somehow, I can't get up? |
― Somehow, I can't get up? |
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He tries again. |
He tries again. |
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Come on! Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes, scratch my head, go hahaha with an ironic smile. |
Come on! Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes, scratch my head, go hahaha with an ironic smile. |
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"..." |
"..." |
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And yet the same pushed-over position. |
And yet the same pushed-over position. |
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He tries once more. |
He tries once more. |
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Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes ― |
Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes ― |
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"..." |
"..." |
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Finally, Jungo notices. |
Finally, Jungo notices. |
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The calm thinking that he has enveloped himself in thus far, can now only occupy itself in some corner of his consciousness. |
The calm thinking that he has enveloped himself in thus far, can now only occupy itself in some corner of his consciousness. |
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To see, in the greater part of his consciousness, a fierce battle unfolding between reason and passion. |
To see, in the greater part of his consciousness, a fierce battle unfolding between reason and passion. |
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To see the course of the battle shift due to the overwhelming superiority of the passion faction, and the reason faction very close to putting up the white flag. |
To see the course of the battle shift due to the overwhelming superiority of the passion faction, and the reason faction very close to putting up the white flag. |
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Oh no. |
Oh no. |
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Finally impatience sets in. |
Finally impatience sets in. |
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Oh no. Oh-no-oh-no-oh-no-oh-no. Impatience grows stronger. |
Oh no. Oh-no-oh-no-oh-no-oh-no. Impatience grows stronger. |
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Aaaaaaah, if this keeps going, I'll be some abominable, rude beast, aaaaaaaaah! |
Aaaaaaah, if this keeps going, I'll be some abominable, rude beast, aaaaaaaaah! |
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Calm down. Calm down-calm-down. |
Calm down. Calm down-calm-down. |
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Let's do this in order. |
Let's do this in order. |
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Okay? First, to think. |
Okay? First, to think. |
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Revision as of 08:14, 9 June 2008
The location doesn't matter, don't question why.
Just try imagining this setting.
We have two characters.
A girl at that age where her body has developed well.
And a boy of the same age, sound of both mind and body.
The girl feebly closing her eyelids, collapsing limply on the floor.
The boy, on the other hand, with shining bloodshot eyes, crawling on all fours, looming over the girl.
So. Upon seeing such a spectacle, what kind of scene would you judge this as?
I've pushed down a girl.
Somehow it looks like the situation has turned out like this ― Ninomiya Shungo thinks to himself calmly.
A troubling situation.
But. He remains completely calm.
Because this was an accident, after all.
Through the piling up of unlucky coincidences, this unexpected situation has occurred. Simple as that.
Just back away, that should resolve it. Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes, scratch my head, go hahaha with an ironic smile. That should be fine.
Simple as that.
As simple as that, everything should be settled calmly.
"..."
Let's do it.
"..."
― Somehow, I can't get up?
He tries again.
Come on! Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes, scratch my head, go hahaha with an ironic smile.
"..."
And yet the same pushed-over position.
He tries once more.
Remove my hands from the floor, get up, make an act of wiping the dust off my clothes ―
"..."
Finally, Jungo notices.
The calm thinking that he has enveloped himself in thus far, can now only occupy itself in some corner of his consciousness.
To see, in the greater part of his consciousness, a fierce battle unfolding between reason and passion.
To see the course of the battle shift due to the overwhelming superiority of the passion faction, and the reason faction very close to putting up the white flag.
Oh no.
Finally impatience sets in.
Oh no. Oh-no-oh-no-oh-no-oh-no. Impatience grows stronger.
Aaaaaaah, if this keeps going, I'll be some abominable, rude beast, aaaaaaaaah!
Calm down. Calm down-calm-down.
Let's do this in order.
Okay? First, to think.
Why, just *why* did this happen in the first place ― !?