[Tutorial] Self-indulgence

It's not like he never thought about it.

The 14-year-old boy always has some maverick or whimsical ideas wandering around in his mind.

If it is said that Tsunayoshi Sawada shared a body with another soul semi-voluntarily from around three or four years old, then he is now thinking about such a thing at the age of 14.

Why is that person in his body?

This thought was only for a moment, and in the next second, he was disturbed by various things caused by that person, and he didn't have the heart to think about anything else.In fact, that person's personality is not very good, he is easy to get angry and calm down, and after he calms down, he starts to reflect on himself. This is what he slowly concluded after sharing the same body with that person for so many years.

In fact, some of his potential can be seen from here.

But it's useless now.

He remembered that when that person was taking a shower, he abruptly asked that person about the world, and even about himself.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it.

When I was young, I listened to that person talking about some things in the future, but I just responded in a ignorant way. When I was a little older, he started to think.Think about why that person would know, and start thinking about the world and himself.

It's not that he's thinking about any great things, he just can't understand. If the world is created by people, then what is real and what can be recognized. The age of 14 is in the period of youth development, not only the body, but also the thinking will be subtly affected by the outside world, and for Sawada Tsunayoshi, the most influential person is undoubtedly that person.

People who don't remember their names or origins, and don't even have a concrete body.

He listened to that person's answer, but inexplicably the thing in his head became what kind of name he wanted to give her.

For a 14-year-old boy, all ideas come and go quickly, and sometimes he can't even explain why he does it.

The next day, he told that person the name he had been thinking about all night, and after being interrupted by that person casually, the person still agreed.

From today onwards, that person will use the name he gave, called 'Zero'.

This name is simple and easy to remember for the two of them, not to say that it has no meaning, but to the 14-year-old him, it is thanks to the influence of that person for so many years that he can think of this name.

Zero represents the first rain, the leader in the rain, that is, the so-called beginning, and at the same time, it also represents a minority and a blank, which just corresponds to the white background of that person.

Of course, fourteen-year-old teenagers often don’t think so much. When he thinks of this name, he just suddenly remembered that the person who listened to him read a year once told him that the Chinese character zero sounds similar to pity.

Pity, pity, love, sympathy, even pity.

When he chose this name, he didn't know if that person had thought of this level. He only knew that when he said the name, he not only thought of this, but also thought that if one day he lost his dominance in the dominant position, among them What happens next.

At this moment, he couldn't tell who the poor person he wanted to express was.

[what's on your mind? ] The man's voice abruptly interrupted his memory, and at the same time, it was accompanied by a severe pain in his forehead that was concentrated by something.

He suddenly realized that he was standing in the gymnasium, participating in a volleyball game that he would not otherwise participate in.

[…No, nothing. ] He thought absently, and added another sentence at the same time. [I want to do it myself. ] Maybe it was fear or maybe something else, when he said this, he was terrified, and he was not at all sure that this person would agree.

[………okay, I get it. ]

When he heard that person's answer, he seemed to feel a line of sight looking at him from the inside out, as if it had seen through him.

He shivered violently.

People around came to ask him if there was anything wrong, but he just shook his head and got into the game.

Previously, that person had been playing this game instead of him. Although it was not like God's help, it could be regarded as being able to suppress the opponent's counterattack occasionally. Both sides could not benefit from each other, but now it is different.

He actually knew what the consequences would be if he switched over.

He himself is not good at sports, not to mention that he has never been in contact with volleyball, so naturally there is no benefit for him.

It only took 1 minute from when that person was able to even occasionally on the court to when he kept losing points on the court.

The contrast was so great that the game had to be suspended. People on the same team as him surrounded him asking what was the matter, and some said that if he didn't care, he would quit quickly. These remarks were all suppressed by one person.

That person is Takeshi Yamamoto.

As a well-known sunny boy in the school, he is not familiar with it.He knew that this person would become his arm, but now he is completely unfamiliar with Takeshi Yamamoto, a sports all-rounder and baseball genius who is praised by the whole school.

Takeshi Yamamoto smiled at him indifferently, and he smiled back stiffly.

It's not that I don't want to escape.

He couldn't say anything just looking at the wounds on the hands and faces of those people.

It's not that he doesn't want that person to replace him.

It's just that he held his breath, wanting to rely on himself with inexplicable fear.

Maybe it was because he realized that his determination was not necessarily true. At the beginning of the next game, he felt something pricked on his knee, and then he fell to the ground with his buttocks.

He raised his head and looked around in confusion, and then saw the little baby smiling at him, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

A deeper fear surged up in an instant, but he didn't have time to worry about it now, so he could only vaguely feel that something was wrong.

Under this ordinary day-to-day life as usual, there is something that is inconsistent with the usual.

So much so that when he wanted to grab the last serve, he jumped forward, but because of Reborn's previous actions, his jump was too much than expected, and what should have been a move to block the ball with his hands became...

crotch.

When the ball touched that spot, he heard the sound of the audience breathing in, but he couldn't respond at all. When it hit the ground, he rolled all over the ground in pain, but no one else knew that the pain was just a burst of pain , lighter each time.

He knew what the man had done.

And in this pain, he finally realized what was wrong.

After he said he wanted to play by himself, that person never said a word to him, even now.

He felt uneasy, the same kind of uneasiness as when he was waiting for his mother in the park alone when he was a child and encountered a group of older children with a puppy who sincerely troubled him.

Restless and helpless.

That person didn't speak, so he persisted until after school, and saw Takeshi Yamamoto staying alone in the baseball team's training ground.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at him melancholy as if something had happened, he had no choice but to say something casually, such as as long as he worked hard, or it was enough to work hard to do what he could do.

Most of these words were said by that person to him, plus some of his own fabrications, but he did not expect to cause such a big commotion the next day.

The sensation here does not refer to any good things, but refers to Takeshi Yamamoto who listened to his words that day and decided to stay in school to practice baseball and sprained his arm. In the end, disappointed, he ran to the rooftop and threatened to jump off the building.

It all seemed inexplicable to him.

He seemed to have heard these things from that person, but he didn't seem to have any. He only knew that even if that person said it, he must have some condemnation.

That person doesn't want to die, and he doesn't like someone seeking death.I am afraid that apart from that person himself, only he knows this.

When there was a lot of trouble in the class because of Takeshi Yamamoto's jumping off the building, he was pushed to the rooftop because he didn't remember where he came back to the classroom, just because Takeshi Yamamoto said he wanted to see him.

Everyone thinks that he has been ordinary since before, but he who has recently started to shine must have a way, but he himself only knows that these are just illusions.

It's just that no one can see through it.

The crowd in a crowd made way for him when he came, but he just wanted to turn around and escape, even if he bit the bullet and walked forward to Takeshi Yamamoto, and after he couldn't say a word or two, he Still want to escape.

What's ridiculous is that Takeshi Yamamoto, who saw him going away, grabbed his hand regardless, but inadvertently let the two of them fall off the roof together.

In the blink of an eye, he was deprived of the dominance of his body by that person.

He stood in the turbulent white space at the moment, watching himself with the consciousness of that person grabbing Takeshi Yamamoto's arm and falling in the air.

Then he saw Reborn's dark eyes, crouching by a window with a gun pointed at the forehead of the body now dominated by the man.

Maybe it was the thing that would make him yell for resurrection?When he had this idea, he couldn't help getting closer to the picture, or in other words, he couldn't help getting closer to the center of this blank space.

Just as that person can sense his mood, he can also sense her mood.

Then he heard it, heard the loud voice that could cover everything.

[I have to protect you. ]

The voice was flat, but it made a deep hole in his heart enough for him to sink into it.

That 'you' is definitely not Takeshi Yamamoto.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and at this moment, Pengo Lie's latent super intuition began to be forcibly awakened from his slumber by him.

He noticed Reborn's gun, and suddenly felt that if the gun was pulled the trigger, the final outcome must not be as optimistic as he thought.

However, there are variables.

Before Reborn could shoot, he was still in that space, when he saw a crook sticking out of one of the windows, hooking his clothes.

It is this existence that everyone fears.

He watched himself being hooked by that person with a kidnapper, who used his body to grab the window sill quickly, and Takeshi Yamamoto, whose physical cells are different from ordinary people, even grabbed the window sill and pulled his clothes The leader turned over and entered the classroom.

Everything happened suddenly, and no one reacted, except that he heard himself smiling and saying thank you to Hibari for not killing him, and then he was returned to the initiative, and then he listened to Takeshi Yamamoto when school was over that day. to join his family.

At this time, Takeshi Yamamoto thought it was a game, and also thought that Ganga was a master with unexpected reflexes.

No one knows it's all due to that person.

Even after he got home and saw Reborn, the little baby just looked at him intently, stroking his temples.

And for the first time, he stared back without fear, and then walked upstairs with an aggressive sound as if venting.

The first time he walked into the room and locked the door, he timidly asked that person, [Why did you...] save him?Or do you want to take away his body dominance?

He was stuck here and didn't know how to ask, and he didn't know if that person would answer him.

He hadn't heard that person's voice for two days.

However, just when he thought there would be no response this time, that person quickly responded.

[Because I am older than you. ]

He froze for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt how disgusting and self-defeating his thoughts these past few days were.

[Also...] He suddenly heard the man say leisurely, [Next time if Nima's random thoughts or crotch block the ball offend me, I will masturbate for you myself. ]

[Hello! ! ! ]

A 14-year-old boy is often in the period of puberty, whether it is the mind... or the body.

After he calmed down, or that person calmed down, he slowly regained his senses and trembled uncontrollably.

At the age of 14, people generally don't know what death is, they just have a concept.

But he happened to have chatted with that person about the concept.

He remembered that person said that death may refer to two aspects, the collapse of physical skills or the so-called disappearance of consciousness.

Some methods may be used to make up for the collapse of the body, but if the consciousness of support disappears, there is no way to save it.

At that time, that person might have said things vaguely in order to care about him who was still a child, but now he has enough ability to think, if he fell from a high altitude at that time, his body was compensated, and if the conscious person What happens when you die.

The body is still alive, and one of the consciousnesses will disappear.

Yes, just one of those consciousnesses.

This is the biggest difference between him and others.

Almost lost now.

[Okay, go to sleep.Leave tomorrow's affairs to me. ]

Before falling asleep, what he heard was that person's constant voice. He hummed, and then fell into a deep sleep, as if what happened today didn't affect him at all.

It's as if as long as that person is there, he can ignore and do whatever he wants.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_I'm sorry I'm too young to be a literary artist...

Occasionally, I also want to be literary! 【self-weight

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