[JOJO] Wolves in the water

"strange record"

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She was just a poor person, and the glance she gave out of the window when she was four years old was etched into her soul.

In the cold winter with heavy snowfall, a girl in a white dress playing the piano in a warm room, and she who folded her arms and stared blankly at the girl.

She is as noble as a swan, like a god, like a savior.

In the world in the eyes of a four-year-old child, there is only that girl left.

"If I had a mother, I would be like her."

The child thought.

The girl noticed her, raised her head, and opened the window.

The warm wind blew over, and the girl stretched out her hand to her who was stunned.

The girl asked, "Do you want to come into the house?" 』

The god stretched out his hand to the child, and the savior in the child's mind stretched out his hand to her.

The noble, untouchable pure existence lowered its head.

The children fled in despair.

A glance at the age of four is engraved into the soul, and a sentence at the age of four is engraved on the rib, the rib closest to the heart.

"If I had a mother, I would be like her."

The child thought, begged, and spurned himself.

Like that kind of person, it's fine to watch from a distance, and you can't be profane.

No. Can. Blasphemy!

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Just look at it from afar.

Having grown from a child to a woman, she hid in the bushes, took the small mirror, and looked at her god through the mirror.

Go see your own savior.

A very scary man noticed her, and the woman hurried away before the man came up.

The woman endured, spurning her actions in the dark, but yearning for that ray of light in her heart.

She was thinking crazily, thinking what would happen if she held the hand of the god that year?

No, the gods will be stained by her, and the pure white gods will be stained with black ink.

After the scary man left, the woman sneaked back into the bushes.

This time, she accidentally made a sound.

Through the little mirror, her god came to her.

The woman's heart was beating like a drum, she covered her mouth, her body trembled because of excitement and fear.

"Is it a fox from the mountains? 』

Can't answer.

"I am the owner of this shrine. If it is Mr. or Ms. Fox from the mountains, would you like to come to the shrine for a meal?" 』

Can't answer.

"...Oh, what a shy Mr. and Mrs. Fox.I still have an apple here, if you don't mind... I put it here? 』

No · can · answer · words!

When the surroundings were quiet, the woman took the apple away.

She rolled and crawled down the mountain, holding the apple in her arms and pressing it against her chest.

Ah, ah, ah...

It was treasure, it was treasure, it was her treasure.

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So, what happened after that?

The woman doesn't remember much.

A woman doesn't quite remember what kind of man she met or what he said to her.

All she remembered was that she saw a girl in a white dress, about 12 years old.

Brown hair, blue eyes.

- Ahhh.

Her memory was interrupted.

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...

……

Then, she saw her "god", saw her "savior".

Her "savior" was wearing a pure white haori and a priestess costume, standing in front of her against the light, looking down at her.

Why do you look at her that way?

Why do you look at her with that look?

Did she keep the apples she gave?

why--

Her "savior" stepped forward, and she knelt on the ground, her body hurting terribly.

Why is there blood?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It would be great if it was her mother——

The woman thought, reaching out to her "savior".

However, a pair of hands wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her away from the darkness.

The pure white feather fell to the ground, absorbed blood, and turned red.

She saw the tall man standing next to her "savior". The man looked down at her with cold eyes.

The woman remembered everything at this moment.

Thinking of that strange man and what he said to her.

He said, 'Go for it. 』

She remembered.

——Ah, ah ah.

The woman hugged Haori and cried bitterly.

Her "savior" is gone.

Not anymore.

Her "savior" would never look at her again.

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She is unforgivable.

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If only she had a mother.

If only her mother had been the girl who pushed open the window and held out her hand to her on a snowy winter night.

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"—Oh, why is there a mirror here?Yuichiro?Is this what you put here? 』

"Mirror? ... Tsk, that woman. 』

"Yuichiro? 』

Jingu Sun Wheel picked up the mirror that fell in the grass.