The correct way to deal with multiple personalities

01.

I lived with Logan at home for a long time.

It's been so long that I feel that something is wrong.

He told me he was a mutant, and I told him I was a face-changing monster with only silver weakness.

I like the smell of negative emotions on Logan very much. When I first met him, I was always surrounded by a daze. At that time, it made sense for me to lean next to him. When he calmed down and his breath dissipated, why would I let him live? it's here?

because--

...one time, trust me, that's the only time I've smelled it.

He had nightmares.

That sweet smell of pain, fear, and even numbness and disgust poisoned me.

As I expected, he was indeed a good meal, and I even felt that I was very satisfied with being alone next to him.

02.

The second kiss was me dragging him to a horror movie.

Occasionally I go back to the cinema when I’m too hungry. The fear here has a mechanical sense of the standard, and the food is boring.

But I still want to try it out, what can scare him, I still want to taste his fear.

... As a result, he was forced to laugh at a normal horror movie that made humans scream.

... OTZ.

What kind of trouble?

When my plan failed, I hooked his neck and kissed him almost angrily.

Even if it's a shock, give me some sweetness.

I thought so.

But got a gentle kiss back.

03.

What the hell kind of reaction is that.

Thinking of this, I kissed back aggressively, messing around.

...and that's not what I want either.

In the end, I really ate it, but it was just a boring feeling.

Love, this thing sounds like there is no negative emotion in it.

Except for the occasional deliciousness that the guy exudes when he has nightmares, which can be captured at close range.

Seriously, is there a lover like me who looks forward to the nightmares of the person sleeping next to me every day?

It's just beyond reason.

I may not be able to find that delicate balance like my parents did.

...like my parents.

——My parents...?

04.

The result is just, thought of for a moment.

I'm crazy.

Trying my best to stay away from home, I think of a lot but seem to have nothing, and finally lie down on the bench by the river silently, looking at the sky, and all the 'remembered' in my mind are just, deep Feeling the 'I'm going crazy' result.

In the end, those blood hit me head-on, directly smashing me into a snake spirit.

05.

A three-step plan to piss off Logan.

Step one: provocation.

"You had another nightmare yesterday."

"……what."

"What did you dream about?"

"I... killed someone who shouldn't be killed."

"What did you do before?"

"kindness."

"Have you had a lot of nightmares, but still haven't remembered?"

His eyebrows furrowed.

Step Two: Deception.

"Actually, you remembered it once." I showed a malicious smile, "But I made you forget it again."

The restless aura beside him was suddenly ignited, and the room was filled with rage and anger—it was intoxicating.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

I paused, still smiling.

"If I said that I made you forget because I was afraid you would leave--you believed it? Oh well, no, bad."

I laughed to myself.

"Living with you is really terrible. Hey, I'm almost addicted to second-hand smoke."

It's ironic.

I'm almost Failinlove.

Let's fight with love.

Step three: hurt.

"If I said Love, then I apologize for that - lied to you."

06.

Nana's blood spurted out from her chest.

She didn't even have the strength to cry, and when her breath gradually disappeared, she fell silent, her eyes were a little clear.

She looks at me.

"Your brother and me." At that time, my hands and feet were shaking and my body was covered with blood, but my voice was extremely stable. "Not really trying to do that."

...then why?

Why can't you do what you want to do?

I felt the dead air in her body, the intense pain, but she never despaired.

Never expressed resentment towards me either.

I strangled her neck.

——What the hell am I doing!

Nana...

Her eyes were calm and seemed to allow me.

I heard her whisper in my ear, "Come on, it hurts, bastard."

I'm sending her to—God's side?

The nails of the ten fingers grew wildly, piercing her fragile neck; at the same time, they pierced my own palm.

what……

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

I heard her cry!She is finally desperate!

This is such a sweet smell!Desperate, profound!In my life - how could I forget.

let's be together.

I transplanted Nana's arm into my hand, interlocking my fingers.

We are still together.

My dear twin sister is sighing in her ear - she is waiting for me to come to her side...

Only blood red remained in the eyes.

No one, nothing but red.

"Why did you do such a thing?! She is your own sister!"

The voice disappeared.

"..."

The silent man died.

So I'm just myself in the house, and their trip isn't coming back; just waiting for me to pass.

07.

Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you.

My mother is a Christian and has a silver statue of Christ on her chest.

I take Logan's hand and press it against my chest.

In the end, the most important sentence was said: "It's just fun to lie to you."

"laugh--"

The strongest metal in the world pierced my silver Christ from my dead mother.

How painful is it to run through the heart?

Oops, it hurts so much.

【Suicide cannot go to heaven. 】

You still let me go to hell with my sister.

08.

When he retracted his paws, I finally understood why in those movies, people would vomit blood no matter where they were beaten in the face and stomach.

No matter how complicated their situation is - I just feel the blood pouring into the punctured stomach, making people sick.

Anyway, apart from the slender and beautiful boy character, I'm still a tough guy; it would be bad if I didn't really spit out blood mixed with undigested food.

I still played handsome, and stood there in a daze but didn’t fall back; Logan probably suddenly realized that this time was different from the time he poked me with his claws before, the wound hadn’t healed, and he had a bad premonition, Come forward a little bit.

I gently pressed his face and forcibly snatched the third kiss.

With a strong smell of blood, I took advantage of the excuse that my mind was unconscious due to the pain, and bit his tongue.

I still really like him.

This subtly bitter-sweet, dazed scent is simply irresistible.

...Why is there a bitter taste in it?

I hate bitter taste the most.

Your despair—why is it bitter?

I'm not sure what it was that slashed my cheek, after all I didn't even cry when Nana closed her eyes; I'm not sure why I put my hand on his neck anyway, sticking out my nails.

While listening to his unprepared groan and hoarse voice that could not breathe, I raised my head and smiled inexplicably.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight."

... From this angle, the moon is actually invisible.

I couldn't watch his body fall down suddenly, and I couldn't stop the smell of blood from spreading. I just raised my head and looked at the dark night with the moon behind me.

... If it was his perspective, maybe he could see the last moon in his life.

I'm such a scumbag.

However, I still don't want to explain anything.

Go to hell with the same silence as my mother, please.

09.

I feel who is leaning on the back.

"... Nana, I'm sorry." I finally said cautiously.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you had been quicker back then, I wouldn't have been in pain for so long."

"Nana...I'm your brother." How could I do it so quickly.

"Don't always use the name of brother to pressure me, you know I was deceived."

"I'm your brother."

"I'm not intentional--"

"I'm your brother."

"..."

"I'm your brother, so you don't even need to say sorry. Brother will always forgive you."

"...then when will you forgive yourself?"

"Brother has no regrets, let alone remorse."

"You always say I'm arrogant, but that's enough for you."

"Brother just loves you."

"... Enough."

"Never."

"...This is not where you should come, go back."

"Brother is here to be with you—"

"This is not the fucking place you should be! Go back and live well! Go back to me, you fool!"

I heard her cry.

Brother was silent.

"There is someone waiting for you over there."

10.

Until he woke up in a daze, facing his brother who was covered in blood, he was too cowardly to turn his head back.

If so much blood is lost; if the throat is pierced, no human will survive.

Maybe there is a miracle?

Brother Mingming survived.

Maybe it's because my family is too poor for my mom to afford a sterling silver Christ?

Even if he's a mutant.

Brother believes that there is a dead body behind.

So brother did not look back.

11.

"It's pretty stupid now that I think about it."

12.

Killed the two favorite people in my life, one was my favorite sister, and the other was the person I fell in love with.

Life is really a big death.

Nozuo No high?

Come on, come on High.

Let my brother watch and do everything I have to do - until she says "it's time".

My goal now is to do it until I die, huh?

13.

Holding a comic book in his hand, watching Superman vs. Alien Mechanics in the comics, while drinking milk for calcium supplementation; the Superman on the opposite side has seen it, he is alive.

Brother's life has become rich again.

Oh, full of elements from novels, comics and movies.

What kind of literature is my life?

are you looking at me

In my brother's eyes, everything in the world began to quiet down, gradually disappearing.

(Another me: Wearebeingwatched?)

Oops, where is that WE?

My brother is alone.

only one person.

The person who was by my side is already——

(Alternative me: say it, admit it, how hard can it be?)

……

It was so hard, it was so painful.