[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

The tea was hot.

Komaeda put down the cup and sighed long.

Seedling hastily buttoned his cuffs and came down from upstairs. He received a temporary order from the future agency, and there was an urgent matter that he needed to deal with.

The timing really wasn't so coincidental. When Naegi walked to the entrance, he couldn't help but linger on Komaeda in the living room. The other party was lazily leaning on the sofa. The silhouette under the sky was so hazy that it was slightly illusory. From this angle, only faint traces could be seen. Freehand outlines a beautiful outline, but I really can't tell what emotion is on the face.

The teacup was placed on the small table securely, and the rising mist gradually melted into the air. The drizzle was falling outside the window, and the sound of the dripping water was a bit chilly.

Humid day, damp mood.

Naegi hurried to the door, but before going out, he dawdled nonchalantly, glancing at Komaeda while he was busy with trivial matters.

The other party didn't notice it at all, the peaceful posture, without saying a word, the seedlings could even describe the expression on his face from the past memory, his eyes were slightly closed, there was a little comfort in the tranquility, it was really very stable.

"...When the rain stops, we will make up."

In the end, he couldn't hold back his breath and opened his mouth first, his voice was a little deep, after all, he was still angry and depressed, just as he finished speaking, Komaeda moved slightly, and Naegi thought of something quickly at that moment, and was immediately embarrassed, He blushed and rushed out of the house as if his back was on fire.

"--boom!"

The sound of the door closing was so loud that the whole room was shaken, Komaeda waited for a while before picking up the tea cup again, hooking the white porcelain handle with his slender fingers, took a sip slowly, and looked sideways The rain outside the window, and the figure of people leaving in the rain.

"Ugh……"

Another sigh.

"……So cute."

In fact, quarreling is not a big deal. No matter how good the relationship is, two people will have disputes because of disagreement.Some things are easy to be ignored by others if they are discussed in a shallow way, but they may hurt feelings if they are pursued deeply. At that time, he calmly hung up the truce sign, brewed a pot of tea by himself and slowly collected his thoughts, leaving room for him to think independently.

The sound of the rustling rain was continuous, occasionally hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the time passed frame by frame. The afternoon sky was getting darker and darker. Komaeda sat quietly drinking tea alone. When the tea was cold, he leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes for a nap. The hazy figure was almost lost in obscurity.

When he woke up, it was still raining outside, Komaeda was stunned for a moment, he swiped open the lock screen of his phone to check the weather forecast, and then gave a "tsk".

The air was cold and heavy with humidity.

He didn't want to watch TV. He glanced at the time and it was already evening, so he pulled on his slippers and went to the kitchen to search.

The phone was vibrating in his pocket, and Komaeda glanced before opening the refrigerator. It was from Sapling, saying that things were a little tricky, and he might not be back for two days.

He replied "OK", and turned his attention back to the refrigerator, which was filled with rich ingredients, but after thinking about it for a long time, Komaeda felt that it was too troublesome to make. Spaghetti, after cooking, mix it with some sauce and eat it in two or three bites.

It's not suitable to drink too much tea at night, so Komaeda casually made a cocktail with green plum wine as the main ingredient.

At about ten o'clock at night, he put down his book, washed the dinner plates and wine glasses, went around to the balcony and moved the flowerpots into the house, checked that the doors and windows were closed, clean and tidy, and then went back Wash and sleep.

He unexpectedly woke up suddenly in the middle of the night.

In the dark night, Komaeda sat up and got out of bed too lazy to look for shoes, endured the coldness from the wooden floor, opened the opaque curtains and looked out, the growing rain engulfed everything in the distance The light, the field of vision was dark, he opened the window a slit, the air outside the house was filled with a strong smell of rainwater, and the exposed skin was also drizzle-like cool.

Tick ​​tock, the rain beat on the window sill and glass.

Komaeda listened to the sound of the rain without emotion, his eyes were as deep as the night.

The next day Komaeda got up very early, he was not very energetic, but he didn't feel sleepy, so he waited patiently for the fresh milk delivered in the morning, cooked it with sugar and drank it himself, and then went out with an umbrella.

When he sent a communication request to Kuzuryu, Komaeda was sitting on the sofa playing with a newly bought Sunshine doll. Because he was really free, he also bought some non-woven fabrics and fabrics that are very popular among high school girls. Alcohol glue, casually do handwork.

The gangster who connected to the video was suddenly shocked by the almost virtuous scene on the other side of the screen, and forgot to say hello, "...what are you doing?"

"Sunny baby." Komaeda said, seeing his delicate expression, he curled his lips and added, "Add a buff to it."

Hearing this, the Nine-headed Dragon glanced at the brown dull hair sticking to the sunny day doll's head, and then the Nine-headed Dragon couldn't help but glance at the green hooded jacket around the doll's body.

"Looks like it will work," he commented sincerely.

The mini Lucky made by Big Lucky himself must fill up the lucky buff that all wishes come true.

Komaeda was noncommittal, got up and hung this exclusive custom-made sunny doll under the window with his own hands.

"It's rare for you to take the initiative to contact me. What do you want me to do?"

"I heard a little bit of wind." Komaeda sat back on the sofa, put his hands on his lower abdomen, crossed his legs, and said succinctly, "Someone wants to frame Naegi-kun and drive him out of the decision-making level of Hope's Peak Council."

Nine-headed dragon frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"He was the spiritual leader during the war, and he presided over the reconstruction of Hope Peak. On the surface, few people would directly oppose him." Komaeda said lightly, with a slight sneer, "But the future organization is originally the director The forces that will lead the establishment, but now they have to sit back and watch a once inconspicuous student have the status and rights they once had, many people can't accept it."

Peak of Hope cultivates not ordinary students, but future leaders in all walks of life, and the senior management of the school has great privileges.The chaos caused by Enoshima Dunko back then made those people have to give up everything and reshuffle the cards in the future. Zongfang, who could only gradually figure out the decision-making level, took the position directly. Many people were constrained by this, and the status gap was huge. .

Moreover, Zongfang's combat power was strong and his wrist was ruthless. Others couldn't find any flaws to shake his position, so they turned their attention to the sapling who hosted Hope Peak, as if they wanted to pinch him as a soft persimmon.

Nine-headed dragon observed Komaeda's expression at this time, he had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were a little cold.

This person has always pursued clarity, and his execution is strong enough.In the past, I talked about hope all the year round, and then I poured all my love on one person. After the dust of the war settled, I looked at it and wanted to go home to get married and live a good life.Among their group of classmates of the 77th class who were formerly desperate remnants, Komaeda had almost disappeared in recent years, unlike the others who had some traces of their whereabouts.

From the perspective of outsiders, they must think that this person is the most peaceful and worry-free, but those who are familiar with him know that this is not the case.

"What did you do?" Nine-headed Dragon couldn't help asking.

"I haven't done anything yet." Komaeda smiled lightly.

"..."

This "return" has a lot to say.

After all, according to a certain venomous gentleman, this guy aspires to be a good-for-nothing boy after being with Naegi. He does nothing but drink tea, grow flowers and read books all day long. His only contribution to the family is his bank account. With a lot of money and the occasional lottery tickets that he went out to buy, he practiced eating and waiting to die.

The young man on the other side of the communication is only 26 or [-] years old, elegant and handsome, just the age of a man in his prime, and also the age that has completely experienced the transformation of a teenager to maturity. Wearing a loose black V-neck sweater and beige casual trousers, it looks elegant and casual.

As a former desperate remnant with a sensitive identity, he will be restricted in many actions when he is with saplings, but Komaeda has always behaved well, and even seems to be completely happy and extremely satisfied.

Nine-headed dragon muttered in his heart.Judging from the fact that Komaeda knows the work of saplings like the back of his hand, and even knows many dangers that saplings may not be aware of, this guy is definitely not purely looking after the elderly.

Seeing the meaning in his expression, Komaeda smiled slightly.

"I don't want to cause trouble, and Miao Mu-kun will worry." Someone who was the most trouble-maker among the group of people back then said gently, his tone was gentle and dignified, and slowly, but there was a hint of thrilling inexplicably, "But if someone doesn't Let me have a good time, and I will never let him have a good time."

The nine-headed dragon twitched the corners of its mouth lightly, feeling a chill.

"I'll send someone to protect him." Nine-headed dragon is very straightforward. He has a relative's child who went to study at the Peak of Hope. He absolutely doesn't want this guy to personally stir up any bloody storm. That will make it impossible for the younger generation to graduate safely ?

"Thank you." Komaeda thanked politely.

"No, after all, I owe seedlings favors too."

Nine-headed Dragon looked at him with a somewhat complicated expression. Komaeda has really changed a lot now. Compared with his youth, he is more calm, generous, and harmonious. He has restrained his sharp edge and extreme indifference, and his emotions are deeply hidden. However, it is far more impressive than in the past.

Therefore, those of them who are most familiar with Komaeda's nature hope that the sapling is safe and sound more than anyone else.

Because he is chaotic, neither black nor white, extremely rational and logically self-consistent, the empathy and sense of right and wrong of normal people do not apply to him, if you really want to honestly participate in any test related to mental health, you will definitely be labeled as pathological and paranoid The quasi-criminal, who used to be called a high functioning sociopath, is now also lumped into the Desperate Party, and now turns himself pure white just because he's around that person, and if Naegi isn't around... White returns to chaos, first of all It will blacken itself.

After finishing the communication, Komaeda fell silent again.

He looked out of the window, and saw the pattering rain lines connecting into patches, and even a faint mist in the daytime, soaking the grass leaves so tender that they seemed to be continuous.

Komaeda really had no choice but to find some trivial things to pass the time, out of sight and out of mind.One day passed, he took a long nap, and there was a whole row of little lucky ver. sunny dolls hanging under the eaves. When he opened the refrigerator at night, it was still the meat, eggs, vegetables and fruits he bought the day before yesterday. He still didn't bother to cook seriously. Order soba noodles with sauce and continue reading before going to bed.

On the third day, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows watching the rain, and he didn't get too angry during the quarrel, but at this moment he was really a little angry, and there was some inexplicable gloom in his deep blue eyes.

Waiting so patiently, it seems that I have exhausted all my patience and accumulated endless grievances. When I took a nap until my consciousness fainted, it seemed that I could still hear the continuous sound of rain dripping outside the window. From far to near, getting stronger and weaker, it is almost torture.

Gradually he couldn't get rid of the dark nightmare, so he had to listen helplessly. After hearing it, it seemed that he finally calmed down, and he didn't have the strength to be surprised. He only felt relieved, and fell asleep more relaxedly.

At some point, there was a slight "click" sound from the entrance.Naegi opened the door, returned home, and instinctively found Komaeda sleeping on the sofa.

The sky was dark, he tiptoed to the living room, first looked up in shock at the whole row of little lucky ver. She wrapped her body around the opponent's hand, covering his cold fingertips distressedly.

Komaeda had always been a little sleepy, but was startled awake by his movements, his eyes gradually became sober from being dazed, and then became soft again.

"came back?"

Seedling murmured, looked at Komaeda's gentle smiling face, and thought of the row of sunny dolls behind her who were very attentive, her ears began to turn red, and said embarrassedly: "The rain stopped, let's make up."

Komaeda looked at him, said "Okay" with a smile, then sat up, let the dusty sapling change clothes, and slowly moved to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Well, let's fry some tempura...

Is it roast beef or roast chicken?

The soup is still a bit bland.

Seedling took a bath and washed very quickly. After a while, he came down to help chop vegetables. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his movements were very neat.

He lowered his head, his fine hair brushed across his face, and his gentle and peaceful eyebrows still carried a youthful heroism.

Komaeda glanced sideways at him inadvertently, paused for a moment, put down the things in his hands, went to wash his hands calmly, then came back and raised Naegi's jaw, and kissed him without any explanation.

"Eh... um..."

Sapling was slightly taken aback, and was pushed back by Komaeda to lean against the wall, leaning against the other's warm body, raised her head to accept his kiss, and stretched out her hand to wrap around his waist helplessly.

With entangled lips and teeth, Komaeda lowered his eyes slightly to suppress the deepening emotions in his eyes, stroked the skin of his side face with his fingers, and gave a soft "um" emotionally, his hoarse and deep voice was mixed with a little hot panting, revealing There was an inexplicably dangerous and heart-pounding aura.

……no.

intolerable.

I want you.

He felt that the love that was almost condensed in his chest was burning in an instant, like fire chasing the wind, burning his most conceited reason in an instant, and the embers of smoke drifted to his limbs and bones, and the blood in his body was still boiling.

The heart fire starts a prairie fire, and the showers are hard to extinguish.

Komaeda sighed slightly in his heart, and lowered his head against the sapling's forehead as if admitting defeat, looking at each other, extremely quiet.

"I love you."