I hate this world

dragon

I hate this world -  *はこの**を*みます (Watashi wa kono sekai o nikumimasu)

Chapter 5

On the way back from school, I rode a "dragon". These dragon are amazing. Many people commute using "dragon" since they are reliable and always on time. The only inconvenience is we have to take them from a station and get down at another.

It takes around ten minutes for this "lightning dragon" to take me to a station near my home. After getting down, my mind dozed off on the way back.

I keep on thinking about the girl on the roof top. Her figure has been burned in my mind. Her voice, it's crystal clear and soothing. I wonder if I will be able to see her again.

Maybe it's love at the first sight?

No that's impossible. Since long time ago I have decided that I will fall in love only to my criteria. I'm pretty selective about choosing my future partner.

Firstly, my future girl should have long hair. Secondly, she should be able to play musical instrument.

Just from those two requirements, there are lots of them scattered around. However my last requirements is, she has to be afflicted with "curse". Yeah.. She should be needing treatment every now and there and it should endangered her life.

Why?

Because I want her dead of course. I don't want to be tangled in relationship. It's good for a couple days maybe weeks, but for years? I don't think I can handle it. Therefore my future wife will be aflicted with "curse". We will get married for one month and then she passed away. That way, my love for her will remain pure and eternal, and if I involved myself with other girls, I won't be cheating on her. Not like I'm going to search for another unless they fit the criteria. That way maybe I can get four or five wives lined up in the grave with me.

But I didn't see myself got a girlfriend in the near future. As the me right now, I hate this world and I hate love relationship. Just look at the number of couple walks and holding hands in front of me right now. More than the number of my fingers.

Imersed in my thoughts I already arrived at my "castle". It was a two levels building and designed in modern minimalistic. There is a touch of Japanesse in the "royal garden" and the round window but apart than that, it's modern style.

"I'm home.."

I said that in my "real" voice. It's a good thing that I don't have to speak in my "usual" voice. It's hard to maintain that because I have to speak while holding in my breath and forcing my diaphragm to contract. Aaah.. Altough no one is answering but it feels good to say that I'm back.

I throw my bag on the couch and head to the kitchen. I open the fridge and take out a cold drink and press the bottle on my cheek.

"Aah.. It's refreshing."

Winter have passed and summer isn't near but the temperature is warm. Just having a cold bottle in your cheek it's enough to make yourself comfortable. I look to the wall and there's a note pinned down on it. It is written by my father. I can tell from afar just by looking at that "ancient" almost unreadable language written on it. Should I took my ancient encyclopedia to decipher this?

"Dear Kenichi,

Your mother is invited at an event in the south, so I decided to tag along. Just in case someone is trying to steal your beautiful mother from us. So send your prayer for me so I can be strong in guarding our family. Don't worry I will transfer the money for you to make sure you can maintain your live in this harsh world.

With love and care,

Your one and only Father."

Yeah.. Yeah yeah.. I got this personality of mine is no doubt it's because of my parents. I am glad I didn't have my father accent when speaking. His accent is like a mix of ancient tribes that used to live under the earth. If he go to hell later on he could even be hired as their tour guide.

I put the empty bottle in the recycle trash bag and think. What should I do next? Should I sleep? Today somehow my body feels heavy. It must be caused by my lack of sleep at school. Usually I sleep for four to six hours at school in average.

Lazily I lay down on the sofa and I could feel "darkness" trying to bring me down and steal my consciousness.

"Hoam.."

Shutting down processor in 5..

4..

3..

2..

1..

*Ding Dong~*

With an annoying bell sound, someone is trying to stop me from going to the "cloud nine".

Who is that? I didn't know there will be someone coming.

*Ding Dong~*

"Annoying.."

After that the bell keep ringing for several times. I tried to ignore it at first but the bell presser didn't seemed to back down. The interval of each bell even decreasing.

*Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong*

"Aaarrghh.. Who is it?"

With a half walk half dragging my foot, I arrived at the door and opened it.

"Ah! I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm your new neighbour and will start to live next door starting today. Pleased to meet you and please take care of me from now on."

It was a girl but I couldn't see her face because as soon as I opened the door, she bowed down.

She raised her head and our eyes met.

"AAAAHHHH! It's youuu!"

"Aaaahhhh! Are you following me?"

We both points our index finger at each other. The girl in front of me is the mixed race girl. Is she following me to drink my blood? The gir then speaks in a trembling tone.

"You! That voice again!"

"That voice? Eeeh?"

I used one of my hand to cover my mouth. Darn I was careless again. This girl have heard my "real" voice twice. Should I kill her to keep my secret? No, I will take some garlic from the kitchen and use it to send her away. If I'm not wrong, my mother should have a rosary in her cabinet. I'll take it too.

But before I can move, the girl stepped in and stick her face so close to mine.

"Hey, I know you're faking your voice. Why did you do that?"

In my life, there is three question that I couldn't answer.

The first is, if you found one million yen on the road, what will you do? Will you return it to the owner? Or surrender it to the police?

The second is, which route did you choose in "pure love"? Is it the shy librarian or the energetic student council president?

Lastly the third is, why did you hide your real voice?

The last question so far has been asked three times. By my parents, by the "demon lord" and the third one is this girl.

I hate this girl.. I hate the school which put us together.. I hate this world for forcing us to learn and gathered knowledge.. More importantly, I really hate this kind of question..