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- Clear Dramatical Murder Re:connect Good End(s):
- …I already thought that he wouldn’t be returning.
- That I wouldn’t be able to see him again.
- Therefore when I heard his song, I really thought that I had gone mad or something…
- As I stepped onto the veranda, I knew that I was wrong.
- More than being happy, I was surprised at first, so surprised that I was unable to do anything right away.
- I stood there with my mouth open like an idiot, watching as he jumped onto the veranda.
- Because of that I couldn’t welcome him and fell backwards.
- When I opened my eyes, Clear’s smiling face filled my whole line of vision…
- That’s when I thought
- Isn’t this a dream?
- Am I hallucinating?
- Maybe it’s the guy with the same face, alpha.
- They have the same outward appearance so maybe I’m being deceived…
- …Anyway, I can’t believe it.
- I can’t react to what’s happening right in front of my face.
- I stiffened, looking at him as his smile widened and he embraced me kindly.
- Then…
- I could finally accept it..
- Touching him, I finally understood.
- Aah he finally returned.
- Clear came back to me.
- Thinking that, my eyes got hot and my nose prickled with a slight pain…
- My tears fell.
- I hugged Clear’s back with shaking hands, and through tears and a dripping nose I finally speak one sloppy, hard to understand word.
- A: …Welcome home…
- C: …Yes. I have returned home. Aoba-san.
- …After Oval Tower collapsed and Platinum Jail was suspended.
- I took Clear’s unmoving body home and tried anything I could to repair him.
- I took an extended vacation from work with Haga-san and closed myself up in my room, hiding Clear from Grandma who didn’t know anything.
- I couldn’t understand anything that was going on when I looked inside of Clear, so with one glance I knew that I wouldn’t be able to fix him alone.
- But even so I became obsessive with trying to fix him.
- I wanted to fix Clear no matter what. Even though I knew it was impossible, I wanted to do it with my own hands.
- I became a mass of persistency and did nothing but continue to face Clear.
- I looked up a lot of methods, my tries ending in failures, and repeated the process even though I was becoming disheartened.
- I wanted to fix him on my own. With that determination, I even forgot to eat and sleep.
- But…
- I clung to only that desperately even though there were times when I felt like my concentration would snap like a thread.
- Times like that I didn’t even have the strength to move and felt that, after all, I couldn’t do anything; I was at a loss.
- Even so I would drag my heavy body in order to continue the repairs, and when I opened the closet what I saw was…
- In the end I could only stare stupidly at the Clear who was lying down.
- The me who can’t do anything.
- While tormenting myself with oppressive self-hatred, there were times when I just looked at Clear for minutes and hours.
- Thinking, he has a pretty sleeping face.
- Thinking, this is the first time I’ve seen his sleeping face, isn’t it.
- Thinking, this guy had such white skin.
- The things that I hadn’t realized up until now piled up, but even if I noticed those things Clear wouldn’t move…
- Even if I tried to touch his skin, it wasn’t any different from the time when Clear could move happily.
- If he was a human he would have become cold, but Clear won’t go through such changes.
- He was broken into pieces yet his torn and falling skin wouldn’t rot.
- The color of his skin and the feel of him too, nothing changed. Nothing.
- That’s because Clear is something that’s been made.
- I became sad with that reality thrust in my face… But.
- For that reason I felt that it was not a thing or another person, but just Clear laying down in front of me.
- When I think about it now, my mental state might have been somewhat confused.
- Even so…
- I felt relieved knowing that this was my Clear after all.
- While trying to fix Clear, I planned to act normal when I left my room or went outside.
- But surely my appearance was not so normal.
- One day after about a month had passed, I was pulled forcibly from my room by Grandma.
- Grandma bothered me over and over about what I was doing, and I confessed about Clear.
- I thought she would get mad, but Grandma didn’t.
- On the contrary, she proposed to me that she would ask a researcher she knew to try to fix him.
- Because I wanted to fix Clear by my own two hands, I was honestly confused at first.
- But in the end I ended up asking Grandma’s friend to help.
- More than trying to go through with this wish of my own, having Clear come back to me was the most important thing to me.
- If Clear came back to me, I wouldn’t care about anything.
- Thinking that, I handed over Clear to Grandma.
- Since then, a year had passed.
- Without receiving any information on how Clear was doing, my time passed slowly.
- I thought to ask Grandma multiple times about how Clear was doing.
- But for some reason I couldn’t ask.
- I didn’t hear anything from Grandma either, and the time where neither of us touched on the subject passed.
- I returned to my part-time job, and it was like I had returned to my previous lifestyle.
- However, in a corner of my mind I started to think that it might not be worth it anymore.
- Of course I didn’t want to think things like that, and I definitely thought that I was stronger than that but…
- Coming this far with no response meant to me that there was no use after all.
- As one would expect, I embraced the feeling of giving up.
- It had been a year since I had given Clear away.
- From the point of view of me who was waiting on edge for him to return, it was a time when it seemed that it really wouldn’t happen.
- Therefore…
- I told myself that I had to look forward.
- Really I just wanted to wait more, forever.
- But, I thought, after all, that wasn’t a good idea.
- Clear’s kind smile and his broken body appeared and disappeared in front of me over and over again…
- Honestly it was tough, it hurt.
- If it’s this painful I felt like it would be okay to put an end to those feelings, to waiting.
- I became confused about what to do, and I passed countless days like that.
- When I think of it now, it was like I had died.
- A: …Clear…
- Unable to believe it, I call his name as if in a daydream.
- My voice is hoarse.
- Right now, Clear is certainly in front of me. Even so it’s like there is no feeling in my voice.
- Is it really Clear? I’m not looking at an illusion?
- I can’t believe it. …I can’t believe it.
- C: Yes, Aoba-san.
- He calls my name in that precious, kind voice.
- His unmistakable warmth is passing through me through our embrace.
- If this heat is also a dream, it’s too harsh.
- The arms around my back are so strong…
- A: Clear… Clear.
- C: Yes.
- A: It really… isn’t a dream, right?
- C: It’s not a dream. I’ve returned.
- C: I wanted to see Aoba-san, I couldn’t hold back, and I ended up coming.
- The smiling face as he says that is unmistakably Clear’s, and I end up smiling while I think that.
- A: I see… Clear.
- A: Clear… I’m glad…
- My tears have just stopped but I call out that precious name as heat grows behind my eyes afain.
- I hold the existence in my arms with all my strength.
- A: I’m glad… Really… Clear…
- C: Yes.
- I loosen the strength of my arms so that I can look more closely at that face and Clear smiles happily back at me.
- From the bottom of my heart, a true smile spreads across my lips.
- C: Aoba-san, your eyes are red.
- A: Whose fault do you think that is?
- C: I’m sorry. But, you’re cute, like a bunny.
- A: Really, you…
- The end of my words are mixed with a smile.
- I had thought that we wouldn’t be able to talk sillily like this anymore.
- To think that a day where I could talk to Clear like this would come…
- I’m really glad. Truly…
- While looking at Clear’s face I calm down a little and sniff as I stroke his skin.
- On the right of his face near his eyeball where it had been broken has a different skin color if I look closely.
- But, even though I’m gazing at him I don’t really care.
- A: Did Grandma fix you?
- C: Yes. Tae-san and a person Tae-san knows fixed me.
- A: I see. Is your memory and that of the like the same? Has anything changed…?
- C: Fundamentally speaking there are no problems. Remnants of the restoration still remain but
- C: While being restored, I went through a lot of tests to start up so I basically understand my whole situation.
- A: I see…
- I let out a small, relieved sigh.
- A: I didn’t know anything. I gave you over to Grandma and since then I hadn’t heard anything. For about a year.
- A: That’s why, I thought that it might have been useless already.
- C: I think that Tae-san probably didn’t want to say anything until she had absolute proof.
- A: Aa…
- If I think of Grandma’s personality, that certainly might be true.
- She understood how much I seriously wanted Clear to be fixed so she surely just didn’t want to give me any wrong expectations.
- C: Tae-san and her friend did tests one me and I think they planned to check on my status shortly after but
- C: Earlier, I heard Aoba-san’s voice. That’s why I came.
- A: E? You came? Rather, you heard my voice?
- C: Yes, I heard your voice, so before Tae-san and her friend started me up I opened my eyes.
- A: …
- I don’t really understand what’s what but…
- Anyway, Clear opened his eyes before Grandma and her friend woke him up and he came here.
- A: Then, Grandma and her friend still don’t know that you’re awake?
- C: That’s right. I think they don’t know. They might be surprised that I suddenly disappeared.
- A: They might be surprised….
- R: I’m sorry to interrupt this tearful reunion.. Aoba.
- A: …Wa!
- C: Ren-san!
- When I hear Ren’s voice from right beside me, I jump in shock and let go of Clear.
- For some reason I’m embarrassed that he was watching me hug Clear…
- When Clear sees Ren, he grips his hand in front of his chest with sparkly eyes.
- C: Ren-san~ It’s been a while! Have you been well!?
- C: You’re just as fluffy and puffy ever~
- R: It really has been a while, Clear. Above all I’m glad you returned safely.
- C: Yes, really!
- C: By the way, Ren-san, is it okay if I touch you a little?
- R: I don’t mind.
- C: Yay! Please let me enjoy Ren’s fluffiness to the fullest~!
- Clear embraces Ren with a burst of joy and begins to ruffle his fur with both hands.
- C: Fluffy fluffy, fluffy fluffy
- R: Clear.
- C: Fluffy Fluffy Fluffy, Fluffyyyy
- R: Clear, please stop. Clear.
- A: A-A…
- R: Aoba, please stop Clear.
- A: Even if you say that… Clear looks really happy.
- C: Yes!
- A: It’s been a while since we last met so isn’t a little bit okay?
- Clear was holding Ren so happily I just let out a happy smile and watched as Ren’s legs struggled as hard as they could against him.
- R: This is not the time to be doing such things. Tae has returned.
- A: E?
- C: Tae-san did?
- Clear suddenly stopped moving his hands.
- When I returned from work Grandma had left to go somewhere.
- Then I heard that Clear came here before Grandma woke him.
- That means that Grandma left to see Clear…?
- Ren, released from Clear, shook his rumpled fur.
- R: Tae returned a short while ago.
- A: I didn’t notice…
- R: It was a little after Clear entered the room, so I’m sure you didn’t notice.
- I see. When Grandma has returned I’d been completely wrapped up in meeting Clear again.
- Then I surely wouldn’t have realized it. Rather, I couldn’t notice.
- A: Clear, let’s go. We have to meet with Grandma.
- With Clear suddenly disappearing Grandma must be pretty flustered.
- It was only a little until she would have good news for me but just before she did it became impossible, probably making her upset.
- That’s why I have to tell her. That Clear is here.
- C: Yes, Aoba-san.
- I pick Ren up and leave the room together with Clear.
- We climb down the stairs to the first floor and stand in front of the living room.
- I look through the already slightly open door and see Grandma standing in the kitchen.
- Her face looks darker than usual.
- She must be upset after all…
- To calm myself I take a deep breath and open the door wide.
- A: Grandma, welcome home.
- T: Aa….!
- Grandma turns around to look at us, then looks so surprised that it’s like her heart has stopped.
- C: Welcome home, Tae-san.
- T: …You.
- After Grandma was scared out of her wits for seeing Clear, she scolded us.
- Like, why did you suddenly disappear, and how much do you think I worried, and a lot more.
- Clear hung his head in regret, but after Grandma was done talking smiled happily.
- C: It’s been a while since I’ve been scolded by Tae-san, too, huh.
- Hearing that Grandma had a stunned expression, then, like she was pouting, sighed and said bluntly,
- T: Don’t stand, sit!
- Grandma turned around to face the kitchen, and Clear and I, still holding Ren, who were waiting in the dining room began to smell a sweet scent.
- It was those sweets that I love.
- After a little bit, Grandma put her hand made dounts into a basket and placed them on the dining room table.
- Steam billowed from the freshly made treats.
- T: Eat.
- She said it bluntly as she came to the table to sit and sip her tea.
- I started to eat the donuts and Clear, too, took one in his hand, smiling after chewing it a little.
- C: it’s delicious, Tae-san.
- T: Is that right.
- C: Yes.
- C: …
- Clear stared at the donuts he was eating so happily, then looked at Grandma again and lowered his head slightly.
- C: Thank you so very much, truly.
- Those words were unusually polite, so I thought that they’re not only in response to the donuts.
- I also corrected my posture and lowered my head to Granma.
- A: Me too… Grandma, thank you.
- The dark face Grandma had just now.
- Just by looking at that, I understood just how seriously Grandma had intended to fix Clear.
- Surely her not updating me was also just her not wanting to give me false hope in case she let me down.
- Grandma breathed out her nose at Clear and I with our heads lowered.
- T: If you’re in that sate then it looks okay.
- T: Anyway you’re overreacting about the donuts. Even though you can eat them anytime.
- Clear and I exchange looks with each other, laughing softly, and everything might have been in vain but we tried our best to eat at least half of the donuts.
- After finishing Grandma’s donuts, we returned to the second floor.
- I let Ren down on the bed and both Clear and I also sit.
- C: Haa, Tae-san’s donuts were delicious, weren’t they! My stomach is full.
- A: Me too. More than my stomach being full, it might actually hurt.
- C: That’s because Aoba-san also ate a lot.
- Clear smiles with a laugh.
- Looking at that face, I think about how happy I am to see him smiling like that again.
- I’m happy to look at Clear’s forever changing expressions, and more than anything it’s fun.
- After entrusting Clear to Grandma and becoming alone, I thought about a lot of things.
- At that time, I realized that I didn’t know that much about Clear.
- I know about Clear’s true self but, that wasn’t it…
- Like where he had been before we met and like how he had been living before.
- I realized that I didn’t know anything about those things.
- A: …Uhm, I have something I want to ask you, but is it okay?
- C: Yes, what might it be?
- Clear places both of his hands primly on his knees and nods deeply while looking at me.
- A: Before meeting me, you lived in Kitachiku (the northern district), right?
- C: Yes, that’s right. In a place a little disconnected from Kitachiku, I lived in a house with Grandfather and before I met Aoba-san that was where I slept.
- A: You slept?
- C: Yes. Grandfather told me to so…
- Grandfather…
- The person who picked up the discarded Clear from Toue’s research center and escaped Kyuujuuminku (old citizen’s ward is the actual translation but…).
- A: …When you say you slept, what do you mean?
- C: When Grandfather did not wake up from his sleep, I recognized it as him dying.
- C: I had the information about the time from when a person was born to when he died, so I knew what to do with someone who had passed away.
- C: That’s why I had a burial for Grandfather. Grandfather had always said that he wanted to take me out of the island so
- C: I thought that Grandfather would also be more happy away from the island, so I buried him atop a hill near the ocean.
- C: Even if I say that, it was just an ocean that was relatively close to Kitachiku, so it’s not much of a place with a hill but…
- C: But I thought it was better than a place where you couldn’t see anything.
- A: …
- C: After Grandfather’s burial, I did as Grandfather said and slept.
- A: As he said?
- C: Yes. A little before Grandfather passed away, he told me many times that if I were to become alone that I should continue to sleep in this house.
- C: Grandfather said that at all costs I must not be retrieved by Toue.
- C: Therefore, if I became alone, so that no one would find me. I think that’s why he told me to sleep.
- C: But, when I heard Aoba-san’s voice, I opened my eyes.
- C: I heard Mater’s voice so I came.
- …It was at that time, huh.
- C: For us, we will hear our master’s voice no matter what.
- C: Strictly speaking Aoba-san isn’t my master but Aoba-san’s voice has the power to manipulate people.
- C: It’s an artificial ability similar to Toue’s so I think that because of that both of your vocal frequencies sounded similar.
- C: It was because of that that I mistook Aoba-san for my master.
- C: …But.
- Clear stops talking and narrows his eyes warmly.
- C: Even if you say I’m broken or anything, I still think that I’m happy for mistaking Aoba-san for my master.
- C: I died once. It’s strange to say that a machine like me died but…
- C: It was the time that I lost all functionality. I was really satisfied.
- C: I was able to protect Aoba-san, and the fact that Aoba-san was able to use scrap on me made me believe that I, too, had a heart.
- C: But, I’m glad that I’m able to return.
- C: I get to see Aoba-san’s happy face, and also
- C: To me, I feel like that time I died… I came a little closer to becoming human.
- A: Clear…
- C: For humans, when they die, that’s the end of their existence, so it’s a little strange for me to think that.
- Clear lifts his face while smiling a little and squints as though he’s looking somewhere far away.
- C: I studied a lot of things related to death.
- C: I always thought that the reason humans feared death was because everything ended when they died.
- C: But that was wrong. Even if one dies, everything does not end.
- C: There are the remaining people, and there are plenty of things that they wanted to convey to the dead.
- C: There are a lot of memories remaining… Now that that happened to me, I understand it.
- C: I’m really glad that I was able to see Aoba-san again, and I don’t want to die a second time.
- C: Fundamentally speaking, we have a setting that lets us have expressions and on the surface, we can recognize that “humans think this way when this happens”.
- C: But I learned more than the fundamentals from Grandfather and Aoba-san.
- C: Warm feelings, deep sadness, and a feeling of so much love I can’t bear it.
- C: Therefore, I can’t really say that I was happy to die but…
- C: I… I’m happy that I can be who I am right now.
- Clear smiles warmly as he says that.
- I’m captivated by that expression.
- I thought it before but… Clear really is pretty.
- C: Aoba-san?
- A: …A
- I come to my senses when he calls my name, and drop my eyes to the floor.
- A: That’s right. I’m really happy that you returned, too. Rather…
- A: I want to express my thanks to your Grandfather. I want to tell him thank you for protecting you.
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: If he hadn’t, we might not have been able to meet each other.
- C: Yes, that’s true.
- Clear nods happily, but keeps his mouth shut like he’s turning something over in his mind.
- A: …Clear?
- When I call him, he turns his gaze towards me as though he’s decided something.
- C: …Aoba-san. Would you like to go and see?
- A: When you say go, where do you mean?
- C: To Grandfather’s and my house.
- A: …Eh?
- I get taken aback at his abrupt proposal.
- A: That is…
- Wondering what to say in response, I’m evasive with my words.
- I really do want to go.
- The place where Clear was that I don’t know.
- That’s also the place where Clear and his Grandfather have many memories together.
- It’s a part of his life that I’ve never touched on before and is surely a special place for Clear…
- But it can’t be such an easy place to walk to.
- I’m happy that he wants to take me there, but I feel sorry that he wants to take me away right now…
- Clear realizes how muddled I look and peers at me with a little bit of worry.
- C: Is something wrong?
- A: No…
- C: Do you not want to go to Grandfather’s and my house?
- A: That’s not it. But…
- C: It’s the place I lived before I met Aoba-san…
- C: I want to show Aoba-san the place where I lived with Grandfather, who was just as important an existence to me as Aoba-san.
- C: Therefore, please. Come with me.
- Clear lowers his head, making me flustered.
- A: Stop that.
- C: But.
- A: I’ll go.
- I just decided my answer.
- Upon hearing my answer, a relieved smile blooms on Clear’s face.
- C: I’m so glad. Then, let’s go right away.
- A: Eh?
- Clear stands straight up from the bed and squats down in front of me.
- When I think that…
- C: Now, Aoba-san. Hop on.
- Clear turns his head away from me and thrusts both of his hands backwards as though he’s waiting for something.
- This is..
- A: P-piggyback?
- C: Yes, that’s right. Now, hop on!
- A: …
- C: What’s the matter?
- A: Is there no option for me to walk normally?
- C: This way is faster. We’re going to go by rooftop.
- A: …Ha? Rooftop?
- C: Yes!
- What the hell is this guy saying?
- C: Aoba-san, let’s go quickly!
- A: …
- C: Now, fast!
- I don’t understand a thing Clear is saying but…
- Trying to solve the mystery, I reluctantly lean my bodyweight against that back.
- C: I’m going.
- A: Uwawa…
- Clear stands up slowly. My body sways unstably, and I nervously grip Clear’s head.
- C: Then, from now on we will be going to my house.
- C: Ren-san, would you like to come as well?
- While holding me, Clear turns back to look at Ren.
- R: No, I will wait here. Tae will be surprised if everyone disappears.
- C: Now that you mention it, you’re right. Maybe we should tell Tae-san first…
- R: I will tell her.
- C: I apologize, and thank you very much.
- C: Is it okay to leave Ren-san behind, Aoba-san?
- I really do want to take him along but… if what Clear says is true, we’re going to walk across roofs like this?
- I’m sacred he might carelessly drop Ren.
- I mean in Clear’s case, his words may be different from what he actually does, so I’m worried about my decision.
- More than anything though… I’m embarrassed that Clear is carrying me.
- If we’re going to leave I want to quickly.
- A: …Ren, sorry. I’ll entrust it to you while I’m gone.
- R: I don’t mind.
- Ren nods in a response that sounds kind of tired.
- And what does he mean by going from roof to roof… I know what he’s saying but I can’t imagine it.
- What is he planning to do…
- C: Then, Ren-san. I’m off, okay?
- R: Aa. Take care.
- C: Yes.
- Clear gently fixes my position on his back and steps onto the veranda.
- The veranda isn’t really spacious at all, and the handrails aren’t really thick enough for people to stand on.
- Past the veranda is a continuous mountain of uneven roofs and buildings.
- A: I just want to make sure but… are we going like this?
- C: Yes.
- A: Isn’t it dangerous?
- C: No, Aoba-san jumping over the roofs on his own is much more dangerous.
- A: Then I think it should be more of a conversation about walking normally…
- C: If we do that it will take a long time so.
- But isn’t it safer then jumping off of the veranda!?
- In the first place, because he’s carrying me, both of his hands are clutched together, so how does he plan to walk on the roofs?
- Won’t it just turn into something impossible after all?
- Or we’ll both jump off the roof and suffer terrible wounds…
- if it’s Clear it’s possible.
- As bad thoughts about this and that swirl in my head, Clear bends his knees and leans forward a little.
- C: Well then, let’s get going. Please hold on tight, Aoba-san.
- A: Eh..!?
- C: One-two!
- A: Uwa!
- From his bent position, Clear kicks off of the floor and using the frame of the veranda as a step, jumps from that onto the next roof.
- He lands firmly on the next roof, his steps and landing beautiful.
- A: Eeeeeeh…?
- This guy, where they hell did he keep this kind of skill hidden…!?
- C: I think you’re shaking a little bit so please make sure to hold tight.
- A: Wa!!
- Clear jumps about the length of a pond from one thing to another, running from one roof to the next casually.
- Because Kyuujuuminku’s buildings are all really crowded together, the space between each is relatively small.
- I’ve certainly thought of being able to jump from my veranda to roofs before but…
- But this is…!
- A: C-Clear!
- C: We will be there in just a little while~!
- Every time Clear jumps I sway a little bit so I frantically cling to Clear.
- While being dumbfounded by the world changing continuously just below my feet, I start to enjoy this ridiculous situation.
- C: Thank you so much for waiting, Aoba-san. This is Grandfather’s and my house.
- Clear who had been jumping across the rooftops lands on the ground in front of a dilapidated house in the recess of Kitachiku.
- The surroundings are filled with piles of garbage and litter, and no matter how I look at it it doesn’t look like a place people would live.
- It’s a rotting, forgotten, sad place.
- I forget the feeling of being unsettled by my flying trip as I look at that building.
- A: …
- C: Are you surprised? It really doesn’t look like a place where people would live, does it.
- A: A… well… I guess not…
- C: But, that’s why Grandfather thought to live here, I think.
- C: If we lived here, there wasn’t much of a worry that people would find us.
- Certainly…
- A disposed Clear, a Clear who Grandfather couldn’t turn his back on and took him with him.
- So that Toue wouldn’t be able to find him is why he chose this place.
- Clear lowers me to the ground and looks at the building in front of his eyes with desire.
- That expression is very calm and I realized that my first impression of that building may have been wrong.
- This isn’t a forgotten place.
- Even now it’s a warm and kind place where Clear’s and Grandfather’s memories have accumulated.
- Thinking that, the house starts to look different than it did before.
- C: Then, let’s go inside.
- Clear takes a step towards the building and takes hold of the dusty, stained doorknob.
- The hinges creak and the door slowly opens.
- The inside of the building is filled with a dusty, grim atmosphere.
- But it’s cleaner than I thought it would be.
- There isn’t a space to take off my shoes, and suddenly in front of me a space of about 10 tatami mats appears.
- There is a plain shelf and a bed, a table and chair are placed in the middle, and further in is a mini kitchen.
- To my right are stairs to go upstairs, and Clear walks right to them.
- C: The first floor is Grandfather’s room and I live on the second floor.
- Clear climbs the steps.
- Though it’s a little bit of a delayed reaction, I follow him shortly.
- The second floor is a small room, like an attic.
- Compared to the empty first floor, this one is filled with confusion.
- Firstly, there are small items surrounding and filling the nooks and crannies.
- Also inside that room is a bed and a full length mirror with a black cloth hanging over it and though a cloudy window, a little bit of sunlight shines through.
- Due to the little items being so cramped together, the room seems a lot smaller.
- When I look closely at what’s placed everywhere, I notice that it’s bottles and glass sphere like things.
- Transparent, blue, yellow, and various colored glasses are lined up all over the place.
- C: It sure has been a while…
- Clear mutters the words earnestly.
- This is the room that Clear lived in before I met him.
- While feeling a strange emotion, I slowly enter Clear’s room.
- I lean down to touch one of the bottles that is sitting near my feet.
- A: Clear, this
- Even though I called out to him there wasn’t an answer, so I raise my head to see Clear looking around the room longingly.
- Since it’s his room which he returned to after such a long time, he may be filled with strong emotions, unable to hear me.
- A little bit worriedly, I call for him in a little bit louder voice.
- A: Clear.
- C: Yes
- Clear turns his head towards me.
- A: This is a large amount of bottles, but did you collect them all yourself?
- C: Rather than saying I gathered them, it’s more correct to say that before I knew it they had been collected.
- C: I couldn’t leave sparkling things alone, and just ended up picking them up.
- A: You like them?
- C: Hmm, I wonder. Rather than saying I like them, when I look at them I end up feeling a little pained.
- A: Pain, huh. But collecting shining things like that makes you seem a little bit like a crow, huh.
- C: Do crows collect shining things?
- A: Yeah. It’s their nature to collect shiny things and bring them back to their nests.
- C: That’s the same as me. I don’t have the same kind of freedom as they do but.
- Clear laughs thinly.
- A: But you have great legs, to be able to jump from roof to roof.
- C: Yes, we are programmed to be able to fight as well. We were programmed to act like a normal human being, so it’s just that we don’t use it.
- In Oval Tower, when Clear fought with Alpha, the thought had caught my mind.
- A: Anyway, what kind of person was your Grandfather? Do you have something like a photograph?
- C: Ah. I do.
- Clear spins around his room, and reaches down a hand to the scattered bottles.
- From between the bottles he takes out something flat.
- No matter how I look at it it seems to be a picture.
- He blows the gathered dust from the thin surface, and with his sleeve wipes off the excess dust before handing it to me.
- Inside of an old, wooden picture frame is a just as old picture.
- The person shot in the picture is a person a yet a little too young to be called Grandfather.
- His eyes are thins, his brows angled down, and he’s a little hunched over.
- A: He looks like a kind person.
- C: He told me that that is a picture from about 15 years before he and I met.
- A: You don’t have any other pictures.
- C: Right. That’s the only one.
- A: I see. Then, this is a treasure.
- C: A treasure…
- After repeating my words, Clear beams a smile.
- C: That’s certainly true. That picture is also shining inside of the glass. It’s my sparkling Grandfather’s treasure.
- A: Yeah.
- While Clear smiles wholeheartedly, I look at the man in the picture once more.
- So this guy is Clear’s Grandfather.
- I know that Grandfather picked Clear up when he was supposed to have been discarded but…
- I wonder what he was thinking when he saved Clear.
- I wonder what kind of days they were for Clear and Grandfather together in Kitachiku.
- Why did he name Clear “Clear”?
- Various thoughts run through my head.
- A: Your Grandfather gave you the name Clear right?
- C: Yes. Originally we didn’t have names.
- A: Why did he name you Clear?
- C: I wonder…
- Clear holds his chin in his hand and cocks his head a little.
- C: When we started living in this house, Grandfather said that I resembled a jellyfish.
- A: A jellyfish?
- C: Yes. He said it many times after that as well.
- C: Jellyfish are transparent, are light and airy, and drift along with the current right?
- C: This is my guess but so that no one would find out of my existence, so that I would be invisible to anyone else’s eyes.
- C: I think he gave me the name Clear for those reasons.
- A: I see…
- After his answer, I can’t help but think that he’s wrong.
- I’m sure he did it so that Clear wouldn’t be able to be found but…
- While listening to Clear talking I believed that Clear and his Grandfather had a very close relationship.
- But, he must have had to be on high alert so that Toue wouldn’t someday be able to find Clear.
- Even so, surely his time with Clear was calm.
- Therefore, to Grandfather Clear was probably a kind, unique, and pure existence…
- I think that that’s why he gave Clear his name. For some reason, I feel that way.
- C: Ah that’s right.
- Suddenly remembering something, Clear sticks his hand in his coat’s pocket and swiftly pulls out an umbrella.
- It looks like the same one as before, and no matter how I look at it I can’t believe that it’s the right size, vinyl umbrella to fit into a pocket.
- Seriously, what is going on inside that pocket…?
- C: I also like vinyl umbrellas. Doesn’t vinyl kind of resemble jellyfishes as well?
- A: Mm. Well, there are also parts that don’t look like them, I guess.
- C: That is to say, for Grandfather to say that for me to resemble it is also for me to resemble jellyfish, right?
- C: That’s why I like them.
- A: …I see. The reason Clear likes sparkling things is because of Grandfather’s influence, huh.
- C: That certainly may be true. Transparent things reflect the light, right.
- C: Therefore, correctly speaking, it’s not sparkling things that I like necessarily, but transparent, reflective things like jellyfish.
- While folding his umbrella back into his pocket, Clear nods forcefully.
- I squat in front of the many items that are lined up against the wall and take a bottle with blue and yellow mixed together.
- I hold the bottle up towards Clear and squint one eye to look through it, feeling like I am peeking into a glass world.
- A: You, just now, said that you were named Clear so that nobody would be able to find you but.
- A: I think that it means that you’re like transparent glass.
- C: Transparent glass? What do you mean?
- Clear’s face becomes more and more confused.
- I put the glass back where it was before, and turn towards Clear.
- I hold his face gently in both of my hands and Clear’s body stiffens slightly.
- The fear regarding his face still hasn’t disappeared all the way.
- Like he’s frightened, his eyes become a little hidden.
- A: That it’s like your heart.
- C: Heart…?
- A: You’re always earnest and work your hardest.
- A: You always think hard about what another person is feeling, and I have a feeling I helped you learn that.
- C: Aoba-san…
- This guy’s real master is Toue.
- But, Clear chose me despite those painful feelings.
- Even so, Clear stuck with his decision until the very end… he overcame many things and came back to me like this.
- A: The reason you were able to come back is, I think, because you have a heart after all.
- C: ….
- Clear lets out a long sigh and lowers his head.
- C: That’s… thanks to Tae-san and her friend’s help.
- A: Of course that’s part of it, but
- I trace the place where Clear’s heart would be if he had one.
- A: You’re the one who had the strong feelings of wanting to return.
- A: That can only be done by people who have a heart. The Alpha’s can’t do it.
- A: Surely, it was Grandfather who gave you that chance.
- Those kind days that Clear spent with Grandfather have piled up…
- forming the Clear who’s here today.
- That’s the reason his lifestyle is so different from Alpha’s.
- Therefore I feel like I have to be even more thankful towards Grandfather.
- Clear had listened to my talk with a kind of peaceful face but now he takes the hand that I have on his chest in his own.
- C: Yes. Grandfather taught me a lot of things. But it wasn’t only grandfather.
- C: The one who truly gave me a heart was Aoba-san.
- C: It was because Aoba-san was here that I wanted to return, and that I was actually able to.
- C: If not, there wouldn’t have been meaning to my returning, and I wouldn’t have thought of it.
- C: I’m a robot, a thing.
- A: …Don’t talk like that.
- C: No, I’m not saying it in a bad way.
- Clear lets go of my hand and stand in front of the full-length mirror with the black cloth on it.
- There is a lot of dust collected on the cloth.
- C: Grandfather put this cloth here so that I wouldn’t be able to look at my own face.
- C: Grandfather said that my face was not like other people’s so he told me that I was not allowed to show it to anyone.
- C: He also prohibited me from looking at myself and placed the cloth on the mirror like this.
- C: But Grandfather didn’t throw away this mirror.
- C: When I asked him why, he said this:
- C: It’s not good to throw away hope.
- C: Grandfather surely said this hoping that the say I wouldn’t have to hide my face would come.
- Clear hangs his head and closes his mouth.
- After pausing for a little while, he lifts his head again.
- C: …Aoba-san. The reason I brought you here was for this.
- A: For this…?
- C: I will take the cloth off. When I do, I want Aoba-san to be by my side.
- C: The Aoba-san who said that my face wasn’t strange.
- A: …
- Clear tells me that with words he’s thoroughly reflected on and takes the cloth in his hand.
- From where I’m standing I can’t see anything other than Clear’s back.
- But the atmosphere is making me unable to decide what kind of expression I should be showing.
- The mirror that has always been sealed up in Clear’s room.
- But that was also Grandfather’s wish.
- He must still be nervous to look at his own face.
- Even so… when he overcomes that anxiety he will be released from his Grandfather’s wish.
- To change his fate like was his real wish.
- C: …I’m… going to take off the cloth.
- A: …Yeah.
- Sharing Clear’s decision, I nod.
- Clear puts strength in the fingers that’s holding the cloth.
- …Then, all at once.
- He pulls off the cloth in a swish, spreading the white dust dancing all around the room.
- I become unable to see anything and press my mouth to my sleeve.
- A: Goho goho
- A: Uwa, that’s an amazing amount of dust… keho.
- With one hand Clear bats away the dust and sets the rolled up cloth next to the mirror.
- Then he stands slowly in front of the mirror.
- Because the cloth had covered the mirror for many years, the mirror is a little cloudy, but pretty.
- Clear is reflected in that surface.
- C: …
- Clear doesn’t act surprised and doesn’t smile, he stares into the mirror straight at himself.
- Of course, he doesn’t look scared.
- Taking a deep breath he looks at himself.
- C: …My face.
- C: It really is the same as Alpha’s.
- That voice is calm, but I can hear sadness deep down.
- I stand in Clear’s shadow and look into the mirror over his shoulder.
- I wonder what Clear is thinking.
- I wonder what Clear is feeling. Instead of asking those questions, I hold him.
- C: …Aoba-san.
- Clear looks at me through the mirror and hold my hand that is holding him in his own.
- C: I died once, but I was able to return like this.
- C: That’s because I am a machine.
- C: Aoba-san says that I came back because I have a heart, but…
- C: I can’t be with Aoba-san forever after all.
- C: Due to me being a machine, there will be a day where we have to separate. Like with Grandfather being in eternal sleep.
- C: Even if Aoba-san falls asleep, I will never be able to sleep in the true meaning of it.
- A: …
- I understand what Clear wants so say so much it hurts.
- Because while Clear wasn’t here I thought the same thing.
- Clear is a machine and won’t age.
- I’m a human and will gradually get older and older.
- Therefore no matter how you think about it, I will die and leave Clear behind.
- That’s the one thing I can’t escape, being human.
- When I thought of that I became really sad. I was scared.
- I, too, don’t want to die and leave Clear behind.
- But Clear can’t be as a human is.
- And I can’t be as a machine is.
- And from the beginning those were things that neither of us even wished for.
- Therefore we can’t do anything about this.
- In order to escape that sadness we can only part ways.
- But… there’s no way I can do something like that.
- Clear finally came back.
- I just want to be together for now.
- I can’t think of anything other than that. I don’t want to.
- I put more strength in my hold around Clear.
- C: When Aoba-san was asleep, I thought of many ways that you would be able to accept the broken me but…
- C: Today, when Aoba-san touches me, I can’t think of anything.
- C: Now none of those things matter. One minute, or for just one second longer I want to be together with Aoba-san.
- C: I want to cherish this time… is what I think.
- C: Because we were finally able to meet again…
- Clear’s words suddenly cut off and he lowers his head, gripping my hand hard.
- I can feel his shaking a little through my arms that hold him.
- C: …Aoba-san.
- C: I wanted to see you. I’m so glad that I was able to see you again. Truly.
- C: I wanted to see you, Aoba-san.
- C: …I love you, Aoba-san.
- Clear’s glove hand moves as if he’s scratching my arm.
- A: Clear…
- Dear feelings well up inside of me for Clear, whose voice wavers quietly.
- I hold Clear’s shoulders and turn him to me, sitting him on the bed.
- I sit beside him and touch his face.
- With a finger I touch his lips which have gone white from him chewing on them…
- Slowly, I press my lips to his.
- C: …
- A: …
- It’s a light kiss, separating as soon as our lips have touched.
- Clear breathes out a light breath.
- His eyebrows are knitted together like he’s going to cry, and eyes which can’t hide his trembling look at me.
- Clear closes his eyes like he’s thinking something over, then takes my hand and holds it to his chest.
- C: …Right now, there is certainly a heart right here.
- C: Not in reality, but I can clearly feel it here.
- C: There is where I feel happy, sad, and hurt while thinking about Aoba-san.
- I feel like the hand touching Clear’s hand gets hotter and I, too, close my eyes slowly.
- When we both open our eyes, I take my empty hand and touch it gently to Clear’s cheek.
- The place where Clear broke the Keylock… and went against his friends.
- A: It must have hurt that time… I’m sorry.
- C: It’s okay. I was able to protect Aoba-san after all.
- A: But, it was painful wasn’t it?
- C: No. If I think of what would have happened if I didn’t protect Aoba-san, it is not a big thing at all.
- C: I wasn’t afraid going against Toue or fighting the Alpha’s at all.
- A: …
- Unable to hold back, I place a kiss on the right side of Clear’s eye.
- I also place a kiss on his right ear and hug his head.
- I can feel Clear’s hot breath on my collar bone.
- C: …Aoba-san.
- A: Hm?
- C: Uhm, I know that saying this right now… may be very selfish of me but
- In my arms Clear becomes evasive with his words, and humbly puts his arms around my back.
- C: I… I’m really happy that I was able to meet Aoba-san, um….
- C: Basically…
- C: …I’ll say it Clearly. I… want Aoba-san.
- A: …
- C: I want to hold Aoba-san in these arms one more time.
- My heart races in my chest, my pulse speeding up.
- While feeling my temperature rise, I remember…
- That memory starts flashing in my mind.
- … No.
- What if Clear becomes like that again.
- I…
- C: Aoba-san?
- Clear looks worriedly at my face, though I turn it away quickly.
- C: What’s the matter?
- A: Clear, you… …Is your body okay?
- C: Eh?
- Even though my face is calm, my voice ends up shaking.
- C: My body… Aoba-san.
- C: Are you possibly, about that time…
- A: …
- A painful memory shows right before my eyes.
- Even now when I close my eyes I remember it clearly.
- A: …That time, your body was broken all over the place and I was sad, it was painful.
- A: But I wanted to grant your wish, that’s why…
- A deep, thick feeling rises in my chest, stopping my words.
- My breath is wavering, sounds bubbling in my throat like I’m sobbing.
- I don’t want to cry in front of Clear. But…
- C: …Aoba-san.
- Clear fixes his position to hug me kindly and comforts me by patting my back.
- C: It’s already okay.
- C: Tae-san and her friend fixed me perfectly. Therefore, I’m not broken anymore.
- C: I’m so sorry for giving you scary moments from that time. I’m truly sorry.
- C: But, it’s already different from that time. I can hold Aoba-san like this.
- C: Therefore, please believe in me.
- Clear spins strong powerful words.
- C: I won’t give you any more scary memories, so please believe me.
- Somehow or other tears had started leaking from the corner of my eyes, and Clear kisses them away.
- A: …….
- My voice becomes stuck in my throat, and instead of speaking I nod as Clear gives a relieved smile and kisses me.
- Clear takes off my jacket politely and after taking off his own coat, holds me as he lays me down onto the bed.
- The smell of dust and warmth mix in my nose.
- A: N…
- C: Ha…
- Many times like this we repeat small kisses over and over again.
- It must be out of consideration so that he doesn’t startle me.
- Clear is as careful as possible, handling me like a broken thing, touching me gently.
- C: Haa…
- From my lips to my face. Nose to eyelids to my forehead, Clear kisses my face all over.
- It’s more like relief than desire and my previous anxiety disappears little by little.
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: N…
- After placing a kiss at the tip of my nose, Clear kisses me on the lips again.
- After kissing two time, tree times, Clear’s tongue hesitantly, diligently licks my lips.
- A: Fu…
- As if to usher him in, I also lick Clear’s lips.
- C: …
- Clear gives up all pretenses and fully enters my mouth.
- With just our tongues touching, a sweet numbness tingles in my lower hips.
- My skin prickles, and my fingertips feel like they are losing strength.
- A: A Ha…
- Laying on the bed, rather than saying we’re kissing, it’s more like we’re both licking each other’s tongues.
- Just flicking our tongues against each other my head become hazy with a relaxed and warm feeling.
- Still kissing me, Clear begins to pull my shirt from my body.
- He runs his fingers along the line of my body as he lifts the shirt over my head.
- A: U… N….
- His gloved hands stroking me are a little rough, and he traces my skin from my waist to my ribs.
- C: … Ha…
- A: Pu ha… haa…
- I don’t know who stopped it, but our kisses slow and Clear looks at me closely.
- After kissing my forehead Clear takes off his gloves and with bare hands once again begins to touch my skin.
- A feeling different from the cloth sticks to my skin.
- Clear’s hands are hot.
- A: A…
- Clear’s hands crawl along my slightly sweaty skin and they brush gently against my nipples.
- A: …
- C: Aoba-san…
- An itchy feeling send s shot of stimulus running through my body, making me squirm, and Clear calls my name in an excited voice.
- While catching my breath, I stroke Clear’s body, relishing in my ability to do as he does.
- But, in front of me Clear draws towards me as though he’s going to embrace me in both of his arms.
- A: Clear…? …
- Clear presses his face to my chest and lets out a hot breath.
- C: … I want to lick you, Aoba-san. Is it okay if I lick you?
- A: Don’t ask that kind of thing…!
- C: Yes…….
- As though he can’t hold back at all, Clear takes one of my nipples into his mouth.
- A: Ha ah… …
- C: Fu…
- Clear rolls and sucks the protruding nub in his mouth.
- At first it tickles a little… But clear is touching it with such fervor that I start to feel overcome by a strange, creeping feeling.
- C: …Haa… Aoba-san, you can feel it, right?
- A: …!
- C: Here, too …. N
- Clear takes the other nipple in his mouth.
- A: Clear…
- Thinking to stop that strange, wet feeling on me I take Clear’s hair in my hands and tug gently.
- But Clear is completely focused, like a child, and has no plans of stopping.
- A: A fu… a…
- The strange feeling starts in my chest and expands throughout my whole body, attacking my lower body with a wave of heat.
- C: … Aoba-san… Haa…
- While licking my nipple Clear lifts my hips with one of his hands.
- Clear rubs my slightly hardened cock with one finger through my clothes.
- A: …
- C: Aoba-san… may I touch you here, too?
- I become extremely embarrassed by his question.
- A: Like I said, you don’t have to ask about every little thing…!
- C: I apologize…
- Clear lifts his head from my chest and smiles a little shyly before loosening my belt.
- He takes my half-hard erection from my underwear.
- C: You’re already hot…
- A: Don’t say things like that…
- C: Yes. Then I will try my hardest not to say them.
- While saying that for some reason Clear moves his body down the bed.
- Clear’s head is in front of my hips …
- …this.
- A: …Eh!?
- C: …Ha… mu
- A: ! Clear…!
- By the time I rise up in shock I’m already too late.
- Clear really didn’t say anything and suddenly took my cock into his mouth.
- A: You… What are you doing!
- C: Fu…
- While wholeheartedly taking my cock into his mouth, Clear starts to take off my pants.
- As he does, the feeling in my tip starts to blur with pleasure.
- A: …
- I did tell him not to say everything but…
- I had no idea that Clear was thinking of doing this.
- And to suddenly take it into his mouth…!
- More than it feeling good, anyhow I feel surprised and perplexed.
- What should I do…
- CHOICE:
- 1) Just a little bit more like this
- 2) I don’t want it like this
- 1) Just a little bit more like this
- C: Ha…. A…
- A: Ah, Clear, Wai…t a li-ttle…!
- While trying to figure out what to do, Clear continues to come down on me.
- Even though I wrap my hands in his hair in order to stop him, no strength enters them.
- The shock of Clear licking me and the warmth and pleasure that his mouth gives me…
- Pleasure and confusion mix together, and I end up not knowing what’s what anymore.
- C: Fu… Ku…
- My hands have only become a kind of support on Clear’s head as he loosely moves it up and down.
- The softness of Clear’s mouth strokes my cock, and from time to time he’ll suck on the tip, lapping at it with his tongue.
- One of Clear’s hands crawls up the crevice of my thigh, and the ticklish feeling once again changes to pleasure.
- A: Ah ah….
- I put a little pressure on Clear in bewilderment.
- Where did he learn to do something like this… Is it knowledge that he’s had since before…?
- Amazed, the feeling of pleasure starts to rise from my hips threatening to take over.
- C: N….
- I want to escape but it’s also like I don’t…
- I twist my body in a state of uncertainty, and suddenly I feel coldness on my lower hips.
- A: …!
- While sucking me, Clear has started to knead at my ass.
- Mixed with pre-cum dripping from me, wetness pools around my opening and Clear starts to slowly enter.
- Incredibly surprised, I pull on Clear’s head a little forcefully.
- A: Clear, really, wait a second…!
- Clear finally releases me from his mouth and raises his head.
- C: …I apologize. Did you not like it?
- A: That’s… not it but… What are you doing there…
- C: I have fundamental knowledge of it. Above that, I’ve analyzed where Aoba-san feels good and am putting it into practice.
- C: Also, here
- Clear moves his finger inside of me.
- A: …
- C: I don’t really want to put too much of a burden on Aoba-san, I thought that I would try to prepare you as much as I can first
- C: …Would it be better if I stopped?
- A: ….
- Clear knits his brows in an apologetic face and I end up not being able to say anything.
- If he asks me if it’s better to stop…
- He did say that he doesn’t want to make it hard on me, so rather than telling him to stop it’s better if he does it quickly…
- I was surprised by Clear’s actions but, but he’s doing it out of care for me, and I know he’s doing his best…
- And I don’t really dislike it…
- But I don’t know how to answer, and in the end to hide my embarrassment I ruffle Clear’s hair.
- Clear squints at me with a strange look.
- A: … Um, You don’t have to stop. It’s just you startled me doing it so suddenly… Your feelings make me happy
- A: But you don’t really have to be so careful….
- C: No, I don’t want to give Aoba-san any bad memories.
- C: Aoba-san was worrying about me being broken before.
- C: Therefore I want to make Aoba-san feel relieved from the bottom of your heart.
- A: …
- C: Last time was… the act of Aoba-san answering my last wish.
- C: But today with these hands, I want to hold Aoba-san properly.
- C: Can you leave it to me?
- A: …
- I end not being able to say anything when I realize just how serious Clear is.
- I’m embarrassed and shy but… it’s a very treasured thing.
- I have to respond to Clear clearly.
- I want to embrace Clear properly as I get over the sad memories that have been engraved behind my eyes.
- Then, I want to comfort Clear and let him know that I’m not afraid anymore.
- A: … I understand. I’ll leave everything to you.
- C: …yes
- Clear nods happily and returns to what he was doing.
- C: N… fu…
- He holds me in his mouth, caressing me lovingly and once again starts to spread me open with a finger.
- A: Ha… ….. Ah…
- I breath out a small breath of air when he enters me, and I surrender myself to Clear as I start to lose strength.
- I ignore the sad memory that floats in my mind and succumb to the feelings of pleasure.
- A: Ua ah…. Ha….
- C: … fu….
- At first I was uncomfortable, but little by little, pleasure started to cover that discomfort.
- As he adds a finger, the pleasure from his mouth gets stronger.
- A: Fu u…
- There is a tight feeling inside when Clear starts to move his fingers, and before I know it there is a hot, burning pleasure growing inside of me.
- My cock is straining under the pleasure of Clear sucking it, and with his fingers moving inside of me I start to feel like I might come.
- A: Ah, Clear… I… might come…
- C: N… Gu….
- If it keeps going like this it will just come out…
- I pull on his hair trying to get him to stop.
- But Clear doesn’t stop.
- A: Clear…! It’s enough already, let go…
- C: Ha… fu…
- A: Clear…
- I press my hips down, trying to get him to lift his head, but he just starts sucking me with more fervor.
- This is bad. Shit.
- My hips jerk and my breath catches as I feel the sensation of rising.
- A: I- said- it- was bad…!
- I have to somehow run… but it’s already impossible.
- Like he’s rushing, he sucks faster and pleasure overcomes me in waves.
- A: Ah- it’s bad…. Gu Aaa…!
- I reach my peak, and push at Clear’s head a little forcefully.
- C: …!
- Finally I get Clear to release me.
- But it’s already too late… and I end up coming all over Clear’s face.
- A: !Wa… Sorry…!
- I feel guilty in the aftermath of coming, and, flustered, I move to wipe Clear’s face.
- But Clear just stares at my cock that has just released…
- C: …Ah, still
- He mutters, and of all things to do he takes me in his mouth again.
- A: !? Ah, idiot, sto… Clear…!
- He sucks it forcefully, as if to get more out of it, and it’s sensitive, and hurts.
- A: Ua… ah, Clear, it hurts…!
- C: …I’m sorry.
- Clear lifts his head and casts his head down in apology as he licks his lips.
- I watch his throat bob as he swallows and suddenly my whole body heats up in embarrassment.
- He licked me and he’s so calm with cum on his face…!
- Well, I’m the one who came on him…
- A: No, I’m the one who should apologize. I’m sorry.
- I move to wipe the fluid from Clear’s face, but he grabs my hand and pops it into his mouth.
- A: ….You….
- C: I’m sorry. But since it’s Aoba-san’s it would be a waste not to.
- A: Don’t say something weird like it’s a waste! It’s not a waste at all…
- I can feel my face heat up, and suddenly thinking of something I place a hand on Clear’s thigh.
- A: …This time is my turn.
- C: …Eh? Pl-please wait, Aoba-san…!
- I push aside Clear’s flustered hand and undo his belt and pull his pants down.
- C: …
- After taking out Clear’s hard cock, I look at it with fixation.
- This really looks exactly like a human’s…
- C: Aoba-san, uh, really… Even if you don’t do something like this I’m…
- When I raise my gaze I see that Clear has become bright red.
- He was just calm and assertive towards me, but this change is really quite cute.
- A: Do you not like me doing it?
- C: No, nothing like that! But…
- A: Then be quiet and sit still.
- Wrapping my hand around his cock, I stroke it loosely, then push my lips against the base.
- A: N……. Fu…
- I lick slowly from the bottom to the top and then take the tip into my mouth.
- C: Ah….
- Clear lets out a long breath mixed with a sigh.
- Because he just did this to me as well, I can’t really help but want to do it to Clear.
- I want Clear to feel it just as much as I did.
- A: …ha……nn
- C: …
- But when it comes to actually doing it, I don’t really know what I should do.
- How was it done before….
- For the time being I loosely move my head up and down and while stroking the base I peek up at Clear’s reaction.
- C: …ah… haa…
- Clear’s eyes are closed in a look of ecstasy and he runs his fingers through my hair from the roots to the tips.
- That face full of pleasure stirs me up and in more fervor than before I suck Clear’s cock.
- A: Ku fu… ah… mu
- I slurp the precum that drips from his tip, and while stroking him I lightly suck on the sack.
- A: N….
- C: Ah…. Aoba-sa….
- Clear’s breathing speeds up, pausing painfully when he calls my name.
- Anyway, I only did this because I thought that he might feel good if I did.
- Clear’s erection in my mouth, leaking precum, swells the more I lick it.
- C: It’s bad, Aoba-san, wait…
- Clear presses on my head softly as though he’s going to come.
- C: It’s really, bad… I’m begging you so…!
- That voice is resonating with such a restrained sound so I stop my moving and look at Clear.
- His eyes twinkle as he frowns apologetically, gasping.
- C: I’m sorry, even after, all this… But I, inside of Aoba-san…
- A: …
- While getting the gist of Clear’s stuttered words, I pull my mouth from Clear’s cock.
- While holding my head gently, Clear whispers into my ears.
- C: …Aoba-san. I want to hurry and be inside of you…
- 2) I don’t want it like this
- A: U… ah….
- While I’m unsure of what to do, Clear stops moving and looks at me.
- Even in this state if someone you loved were to do that to you you would have a response.
- Strictly speaking, it feels good. But…
- If that’s the case I want to do something to Clear, too.
- I want Clear to feel me too, I don’t want me to be the only one feeling good.
- A: …
- While bearing the pleasure running through my body, I start to move slightly using my elbows as leverage.
- C: …Aoba-san?
- Clear looks at me, confused, and stops what he’s doing.
- Now.
- I climb over Clear and start to remove his belt.
- C: ! Please, stop that…!
- A: Hey, don’t run.
- When Clear realizes what I’m going to do, he tries to escape.
- But when I grab his hips and continue to take off his belt he relaxes a little.
- I take Clear’s quite hard cock out of his underwear and stare at it.
- This really looks exactly like a human’s, huh…
- C: A-Aoba-san? I’m okay even if Aoba-san doesn’t do anything…! Therefore…!
- Clear becomes flustered and tries to stand up so I take him into my mouth on the spot.
- C: Ah…!
- A: N…
- I pull his hips towards me with both hands and open my mouth wide to take him in all the way to the base.
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: N… Gu…
- It hurts a little, Clear’s hard cock threatening to hit the back of my throat.
- To stop my gag reflex, I pull him out of my mouth.
- A: …Ha coho…
- C: Aoba-san, are you okay? I’m really okay….
- I glare at the hast Clear and wipe spit off my mouth with the back of my hand.
- A: …Listen here, I’m doing it because I want to.
- A: I don’t like it if it’s only me… And it’s better if we do it together, anyway.
- A: I’m… also happier that way
- C: …
- C: But I want to let Aoba-san relax.
- A: Relax?
- C: Yes. Aoba-san was worrying over whether I was broken or not, right?
- C: Therefore, I want you to relax and let you know everything is okay, Aoba-san.
- A: …
- C: Because I’m not broken anymore. Furthermore, last time was Aoba-san listening to my wish.
- C: Today I want to embrace Aoba-san.
- Clear’s quiet words are filled with his strength.
- That sincerity surprises me and makes me realize just how much meaning today holds.
- Clear is trying to pull me out of the past that I’m still wrapped up in.
- He wants to prove to me that he’s not broken anymore, so that I can relax.
- That makes me really, really happy.
- But at the same time, sorry.
- A: … I’m sorry. I know in my head that you’re not broken anymore but.
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: You thinking that way makes me really happy. But that doesn’t change anything. I still want to make you happy.
- A: I want to make you feel good. Therefore…
- I lift my body, hiding my embarrassment as I look at Clear.
- A: You… can also do anything you like to me.
- C: …
- C: ….okay.
- Clear’s face heats up with an absentminded look and only mutters that.
- I return to my former position, full of embarrassment, and once again take Clear into my mouth.
- C: Aoba-san.
- C: Um… Isn’t it a little uncomfortable from that position?
- A: Eh?
- C: Take off your close and straddle me, please.
- A: …He?
- C: That way will… Probably be easier for both me and Aoba-san.
- Me and Aoba-san…?
- Easier to do…
- …Eh!?
- Clear bashfully says those words and now it’s my turn to turn into a boiled octopus. (Meaning turn steaming red).
- To straddle Clear would mean for Clear’s head to be near my ass….
- A: …
- Clear looks at me, begging like an idiot.
- He looks like a dog holding himself back from a meal, making it hard for me to say no…
- I swallow, decide to take off my clothes, and then I step over Clear.
- When I open my legs to straddle him I become incredibly embarrassed, my temperature rising so much I feel like I’m going to explode.
- C: …Ha
- When I get on top of him I can hear Clear’s sensual sigh and the feeling of exploding becomes stronger.
- Don’t sigh like that at a time like this…!
- When I’m settled above Clear, he grabs my hips and pulls.
- A: …
- C: Aoba-san… more, this way
- C: If you don’t I can’t lick y….
- A: I understand, I understand so…!
- I interrupt Clear’s embarrassing words and move my knees a little closer to Clear’s head.
- He holds my hips in his hands and pulls again…
- and I can fill his tongue licking the tip of my cock.
- A: Ah…!
- C: Fu…
- Clear draws his mouth over my cock, the lukewarm feeling of pleasure starting to spread through me.
- I can’t see what he’s doing and my whole concentration ends up going into what my body is feeling.
- This…
- is bad…
- A: Ah… ah!
- The feeling of being licked from behind sends a trembling sensation through my thighs.
- I hold back my voice which could get very loud and take Clear’s cock that’s in front of my eyes into my mouth.
- A: … Ku…
- Clear’s hips buck slightly and I can hear a stifled gasp.
- I place my hands at the joints of his thighs and stuff myself with his cock.
- A: Ah mu… n gu….
- I stroke Clear’s cock lovingly with my tongue inside my mouth and gasp deep in my throat from the pleasure that Clear is giving me.
- Somehow…
- It’s like we’re both doing the same thing, our movements becoming locked and making me strangely excited…
- C: Ha… Fu… n
- While licking Clear’s cock, I also make a sound as I suck on the precum dripping from the tip.
- Clear’s legs sometimes jerk, and I wonder if he’s feeling it.
- But, I’m sure I’m doing the same exact thing.
- A: Haa… ah… fu
- C: … …
- The lower half of my body is warm, like it’s soaking in lukewarm water, and with the intention of making Clear come, strengthen my loving gestures on his cock.
- I have to be careful because if I move too much Clear’s cock will pop out of my mouth, but either way I move my head up and down.
- C: Haa… ha…
- Clear’s gasps have gotten rather rough and I think it’s about time…
- A: Ah…!
- Suddenly, there is a weird feeling from behind and I stop moving.
- While licking my cock, Clear has started pressing a finger against the opening in my ass.
- A: Clear…
- C: N…
- Clear’s finger enters me little by little.
- A: U ah…
- I feel a shocking sensation as his finger presses up against the muscles inside, and I let out a hot breath of air.
- While sucking on me, Clear adds another finger.
- A: Ah… Faa…
- A plopping sound of him entering me echoes around the room and a feeling so strong runs through me, making me speechless, and without realizing it, I’m clinging to Clear’s thighs.
- My face brushes against Clear’s erection and I think, I have to keep going but… the finger’s movements are distracting me.
- C: Ha…
- Clear releases my cock from his mouth.
- The pleasure lessens for a moment and I let out a breath…
- But this time where his fingers are comes a wet feeling as well.
- A: !? … Eh, wait…!
- A shock like being doused with cold water rushes over me and my hips jolt up.
- Whatever the circumstances may be that is…!
- But, Clear holds my hips tightly and pulls them back towards him, holding it close enough to spread my entrance with his tongue.
- A: Uwa… Wa- Clear… That place…!
- C: Fu……
- Wa…!
- The wet tongue moves and feels like a living thing against me and wriggles, pressing into me…
- A: A ua…. Ha…
- It’s like his finger is entering me again but it strokes the inside of me in a different way than his fingers.
- I’ve already forgotten what I’m doing, and what I’m supposed to be doing, and endure the strange feeling while clinging to Clear’s thighs.
- A: Fu u… ah ah…
- The sound of water echoes and I can feel my body becoming hotter.
- A strange feeling attacks me, making me feel light inside, and while shaking I lower my head to Clear’s cock again.
- Basically unconsciously, I lick the precum dripping from Clear’s cock.
- I really don’t know what I’m doing anymore… and like that I start playing with Clear.
- C: Haa….. Aoba-san, does it feel good…?
- A: U….
- I don’t answer, I just loosely suck on Clear’s cock.
- A: Ku… n…
- While licking him, a sweet, nasally voice spills out from me.
- But that’s not as embarrassing as the wave of pleasure that’s growing from deep inside my hips.
- If he keeps going like this I think I might come, and I feel like I have to caress Clear’s cock more.
- C: …Aoba-san
- A: …?
- C: It’s hanging down amazingly.
- A: !
- Clear licks at my tip with the tip of his tongue.
- That in and of itself is embarrassing…
- C: And here to… I can add two fingers
- A: …
- I can hear his fingers moving inside of me, but I hold back letting my voice out.
- Now that he says it, I know that it’s gotten so loose inside of me that he can enter two fingers.
- But he doesn’t have to announce every little thing…!
- While I become so embarrassed I feel like I could die, Clear grabs my cock with a dripping hand and begins to stroke it wetly.
- A: Ah haa… ah….!
- Both of us are moving at the front and the back, and I have to hold back the urge to come while I suck on Clear’s cock.
- I try to move my head but honestly I’m near the edge, shit.
- A: Ah, Clear… I’m already going to…
- C: …
- I mutter the words, letting Clear’s cock out of my mouth.
- But even though Clear should have heard my voice, he doesn’t stop moving.
- On the contrary, he takes me into his mouth again and caresses my cock with his tongue.
- A: I said let-go… Clear…
- I feel my head going numb and white, and I can’t think.
- A: I- said- e-nough……
- I feel like I have to stop Clear, but he sucks hard on my tip.
- A: Fu aa…! U… ah…
- And like that I end up coming.
- C: N… … U
- While feeling wrapped up in a warm feeling, my insides pulse.
- I come while clinging to Clear’s thighs and me head falls, brushing that skin.
- A: Haa… a… … !?
- While being captivated with the feeling of coming, I notice something and raise my head sharply.
- I, possible did I, inside of Clear’s mouth…
- I lift my body strangely to look at Clear.
- Clear lets my cock out of his mouth and swallows with a gulp.
- Between my tip and Clear’s lips is a strand of white fluid, and his tongue flicks out to lick it up.
- I’m at a loss of words at that shameless, shocking scene.
- A: … You…
- The feelings of pleasure from my release are replaced with feelings of guilt.
- What are you drinking, idiot…!
- While in a fit of anger I once again take Clear into my mouth.
- C: Ah… Aoba-san…
- Clear tries to hold me back, pulling his fingers out from inside of me and lifting his body.
- But I take Clear’s cock into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat, as far as I can take it, pull out, and repeat.
- C: …
- Clear gasps, losing strength as he tries to get up.
- I want to suck Clear, too. Not that, I want to make him come.
- Like I’m competing against him, I draw Clear’s cock through my mouth.
- I stroke his base with one hand and also rub his sack in my hand.
- C: Ha… Aoba-san…
- Clear is already completely hard.
- As I continue my attack on him, his breath quickens and his hips stiffen.
- C: Ah... Aoba-san, if you do that… it’ll be bad…
- I can hear his voice mixed between gasps of air as Clear’s body shivers.
- A: …pu ha….
- At that time, thinking I want to make him come, I move my head a little too much and his cock pops out of my mouth.
- My face is showered with hotness.
- A: …
- Clear’s cock twitches and my face becomes covered in his white semen.
- I had closed my eyes without realizing it and now I open them again.
- I look at Clear’s still twitching cock.
- C: ! I-I’m sorry…!
- Clear jumps up, flustered, and grabs my face in both of his hands.
- While I look at Clear’s face in a daze, he wipes it off my eyelids, cheeks, and nose with a finger.
- Clear’s is on my face.
- …but I’m strangely calm, feeling only a little bit like, ah, he came on me.
- Well, I didn’t necessarily think that the day would come where I would let my partner come on my face but….
- But since it’s Clear’s I don’t really dislike it.
- A: N…
- When I lick my finger covered in his semen, Clear becomes more flustered than ever.
- C: Waa, Aoba-san…!
- Even though he also licked mine, Clear wipes my face with the sleeve of his shirt, looking like he’s about to cry.
- A: Oh hush. You also licked it, too.
- C: But…!
- A: It’s okay. I was only a little surprised.
- C: …
- Clear blushes and hangs his head like he’s troubled.
- I feel a little satisfied looking at that expression, but also feel a little bad.
- Clear’s semen… Doesn’t have a taste. It’s just a little wet.
- Because it’s something artificial…?
- Thinking that, I become a little sad.
- C: …Uhm, Aoba-san.
- Clear opens his mouth, as though forcing the words out, and hugs me shyly.
- He whispers hotly into my ear.
- C: I want to enter Aoba-san soon.
- Those words turn my gaze down, and I look down to see Clear’s still hard cock.
- A: …You’re energetic, huh.
- C: Yes. I can recover fast after coming without even feeling tired so…
- C: I wasn’t yet inside of Aoba-san, feeling his hotness yet, so my body hasn’t processed it yet.
- A: …
- END:
- C: …Is it okay?
- My cock has calmed down after coming once, but strictly speaking I still feel the hotness of wanting to accept Clear.
- Therefore I wrap both arms around Clear’s head and hold him.
- A: …It is.
- I tell him quietly, my lips against his ear.
- C: …
- Clear gulps, and with impulsive strength pushes me back onto the bed.
- I stop his impatient hands and take my shirt off on my own.
- Clear swiftly takes off his own clothes and both of us are naked in front of each other.
- A: …
- Looking at Clear’s body before me, I lose all my words.
- The white skin isn’t only on his face, on his stomach and chest is uneven skin colors, a large birthmark like section of skin spreading over it.
- I can’t forget that, either… I looked at it many times when I was trying to fix him, the part of his body that collapsed.
- I wonder if I should act as if I don’t notice it, and the seam connecting the two different colors is so thin I can barely see it anyway.
- But it’s obvious that there are a lot of different skin colors on his body.
- As I stare at his body, captivated, Clear lets out a bitter laugh.
- C: …If you look at it so much, it’s embarrassing.
- A: …Ah, sorry.
- C: No, it’s okay. It would be even more impossible for you to not look at this body.
- Clear places a hand over his chest in embarrassment.
- C: My body is made up of re-used parts from Alpha.
- A: Alpha’s?
- C: Yes. It seems that a lot of unused Alpha frames were found underneath Oval Tower when it collapsed.
- C: Alpha’s body had compatibility towards mine. So, my broken parts were exchanged with Alpha’s.
- C: The skin was also attached.
- Clear drops his gaze to his chest and moves his hand slowly across his skin.
- C: Because of that, I was able to be almost fully restored; the vision in my right eye and hearing in my right ear is a little difficult though….
- A: …Eh?
- His right ear and right eye…
- Indeed.
- As if he can read it from my expression, Clear nods weakly.
- C: Yes. It’s the effect of breaking the keylock.
- A: Is it completely useless?
- C: …Yes. The damage to just the right side of my head was too much, and there were a lot of places inside that were unable to be repaired.
- C: Therefore, there are times when I can’t really hear people talking from the right side.
- A: …
- Speaking of which, before.
- There was the time when I called out for Clear but he didn’t respond.
- I thought he was just lost in his memories of the room but…
- Maybe he didn’t hear me…
- C: Actually, I thought the inside of my head would be replaced with Apha’s parts.
- C: If I did that, there would be no problem with my right ear and right eye.
- C: But Tae-san didn’t do that.
- C: She left my body like this.
- C: I think that that has a very profound meaning.
- C: Therefore, I may have become a little uncool… I apologize.
- C: I ended up giving Aoba-san unhappy memories, I’m sorry.
- Clear says it, smiling an apology from the bottom of his heart.
- That is….
- Clear is apologizing because I got scared?
- Because I got frightened remembering the broken Clear?
- Is that why he’s apologizing?
- That’s…
- That’s no Clear’s fault. It’s my problem.
- I’m still wrapped up in the past and just get frightened on my own.
- It’s just me thinking that Clear is like how he was from that time.
- Clear said it to me before.
- It’s different from that time. Please believe me.
- Clear tried incredibly hard to return to my side.
- Yet I’m…
- What am I afraid of?
- A: ….
- A hot lump of emotion rises up in my throat, and while gritting my teeth I pull Clear close to me.
- C: …!
- A little surprised, Clear places his hands on the bed to keep himself up.
- Our chests are pressed together from me pulling him close.
- C: …
- Clear holds his breath and tries to separate our bodies… And like it’s given up, strength leaves my arms.
- Heat is being transferred from the place that our bodies are touching.
- This body heat is dear.
- It returned to my side.
- This scar too…
- Is not something to be shy about. It’s a medal.
- A: Don’t apologize again. …No, the one who needs to apologize is me.
- A: I’m sorry. I won’t be surprised or scared any more. You did fully return to me.
- A: Your scars aren’t uncool. Your right eye and right ear, this whole body.
- A: It’s a precious part of your whole body. It’s proof of you trying your best. All of it…
- A: Is a precious thing to me.
- C: Aoba-san…
- Clear’s voice trembles slightly.
- A: …But.
- I loosen my grip on Clear’s body a little and look into his face.
- I touch my hand to his face and smile softly.
- A: Truthfully, I wanted to be the one to fix you.
- C: …!
- Clear knits his brows, closes his lips tight, and grips my hand hard as he closes his eyes.
- C: Thank you very much, Aoba-san.
- C: I’m happy. That Aoba-san said that for me…
- C: Just those feelings of Aoba-san’s…
- C: No, because Aoba-san also thinks that way I think I can be here right now.
- C: …I love you, Aoba-san. Truly.
- With his eyes sparkling affectionately, Clear kisses me kindly.
- A: I …. Love you too. Clear.
- I answer in a whisper, and Clear moves closer to me with a face like he’s enduring something and hugs me tight.
- C: Aoba-san, I, already…
- A: …
- A: …Yeah.
- A: …me too.
- Clear releases a hot breath of air and slowly spreads my thighs.
- Clear lifts one leg with his arm under my knee and touches the spot he had just prepared to make sure it’s ready.
- C: Then… I’m going to enter.
- Clear pushes his hotness against me.
- A: …Ku… ah….
- I feel a rush of strength, and the feeling of my entrance expanding.
- Clear enters me slowly.
- C: …
- A: U…… Ah ha…
- He takes his time out of courtesy for me and my still small entrance swallows Clear up.
- I feel a little bit of discomfort at the feeling of the opening widening.
- A: Ha… haa… uu…
- Clear stops halfway through entering me to peek at my condition and then resumes what he was doing…
- Clear fills me up all the way.
- C: …ah….
- A: …
- Clear looks at me with lidded eyes.
- When I look at those eyes, I feel like Clear is inside all of me, even my head.
- Clear breathes a hot breath onto my skin and because of his temperature rising his skin shines, so pretty that I want to touch it.
- C: Aoba-san… It’s warm inside of you…
- After Clear kisses me slowly, he starts to move.
- A: Haa ah… n…
- Clear’s movements are really gentle, as if he doesn’t want to hurt me, and the pain and discomfort gradually weaken.
- I start to gradually get familiar with the feel of Clear inside of me.
- A: …ku fu… ah…
- C: Fu… haa….
- Clear closes his eyes in concentration, and sometimes gasps fall from his lips.
- I keep my eyes open to look at that frowning, erotic face in front of me.
- A: Ha…ah…
- My soft cock gradually gets harder with each of Clear’s movements.
- Clear opens his eyes and smiles at me hotly.
- C: It feels good, Aoba-san… How about you…?
- A: …. … It does….
- C: …
- Clear closes his eyes again and slouching a little he thrusts into me harder than before.
- A: ah… fu… a…
- A burst of sweet pleasure shoots through me as Clear’s tip hits deep inside of me.
- I give myself up to the movements and reach out a hand to touch Clear’s body.
- I stroke from his chest to his side, touch around his eyes, and slide my hands around his head.
- A: Aah ah… ku…
- I gasp, closing my eyes as he hits deep inside of me once again.
- It feels good. No other words but that will come out.
- I lose myself, feeling like I’m melting, when suddenly Clear stops moving.
- A: …?
- I open my eyes to look at Clear.
- Clear’s breaths are disheveled and he pulls his cock out from inside of me.
- C: Aoba-san, excuse me… uhm…
- C: Is it okay if I have you turn around?
- A: …
- He wants me to change positions…?
- I think it’s a little embarrassing, but I do as he says.
- I want to respond as much as I can to what Clear wants to do.
- When I turn around, Clear takes my ass and once again thrusts into me.
- A: … ah…
- The second time Clear enters me doesn’t hurt as much.
- I thought that he was going to move like that, but he grabs my hips and raises me onto his lap.
- A: …!? Ahh…
- I’m in a position where my back is to Clear and I’m sitting on him and due to my bodyweight now on him, Clear’s hot cock enters deep inside of me.
- My voice leaks out with the feeling of Clear’s cock almost punching through my insides, and from behind he lifts both of my thighs.
- A: …!?
- C: …Aoba-san
- When he calls my name I automatically lift my head in response…
- I feel like my heart is going to burst.
- Because in the mirror that is across from the bed I can see Clear and I reflected in it.
- A: Ah…
- Now, I my whole body feels so hot, like my blood is boiling inside my veins, and I twist my body trying to escape.
- But Clear has my thighs in a tight grip and I can’t move.
- A: Let go..! What the hell are you doing, Clear…!
- C: I’m sorry… but
- C: I want to see how Aoba-san and I look no matter what…
- A: Even so…
- C: Me who is so fully inside of Aoba-san…
- Clear looks at me apologetically through the mirror and meets my eyes and strokes my the place where he’s inside of me with a finger
- C: Aoba-san has gotten a little hotter around here, it’s lewd… and pretty.
- A: …!!
- I become dizzy with him whispering such things into my ears.
- Thinking to escape this situation, I grab Clear’s hand that’s touching my entrance.
- His palm is sweaty and hot.
- A: Clear, enough, really, let g….
- C: …I’m sorry.
- A: !
- Clear thrusts up strongly once.
- After letting out a shocked gasp, I close my lips tight.
- Clear has no plans to relax and starts moving his hips like that.
- A: Fu ah aaah ha…!
- He thrusts into me over and over again, making me shake with the pressure, sweet sounds of pleasure coming from my mouth.
- Looking at my figure that is drowning in pleasure, I turn my face away from the absurdity and silliness of it.
- I don’t want it. It’s embarrassing. I don’t want to see it.
- I bite my lips and close my eyes to block off the reality shown through the mirror.
- But Clear keeps thrusting into me.
- A: U ku… ah uu ah…
- C: Aoba-san, please… look properly.
- C: I want to see it… together with Aoba-san…
- A: …
- Even so I stubbornly keep my eyes closed, and Clear grabs my cock in his hand.
- A: Faa…
- A pleasant feeling of shock runs through me and without thinking I end up opening my eyes.
- Once again my figure, unable to do anything, is reflected before me in the mirror.
- I try to avert my gaze right away but Clear takes my chin gently in his hand.
- C: Please don’t avert your eyes…
- C: This is mine and Aoba-san’s…
- A: Fu…
- When I opened my eyes, my gaze caught on the part of Clear that was thrusting in and out of me.
- My thighs are open wider then I thought they were and are a little wet from engulfing Clear, the sound of wetness echoing…
- Clear holds my cock so that I don’t escape and precum drips down the sides.
- When Clear moves, pleasure shocks deep inside of me.
- What’s reflected in the mirror reverberates throughout my body.
- The impact that I can see with my own eyes piles up as pleasure.
- Clear and I look like this when we are together…
- A: Ah… n ah… ku ha…
- When I can finally pull my eyes away from the mirror, I gasp as I look to where Clear is pounding into me.
- The me succumbing to the pleasure is so funny I can’t take it but I can see how much I’m feeling it…
- And I end up feeling more turned on than before.
- C: Aoba-san… You’re cute…
- Clear takes my hand and guides it to touch the place where we’re connected.
- Matching Clear’s movements, I can feel where a lot of heat is balled up at the base of my entrance through my fingertips.
- That feeling is incredibly lewd and it trembles as though it’s its own being.
- A: A aaah… Clear…
- C: Haa… a…
- Before I know it I forget my feeling of shyness and discomfort, and I become drowned in a pleasant excitement that boils up when I look at Clear and me in the mirror.
- Clear bites my shoulder and thrusts up into me as he strokes the tip of my cock.
- The bed creaks with the weight of both of us moving on top of it together with the sound of water and our bodies slapping together.
- A: … ku u… ah
- Pleasure shocks my fingertips and toes and travels throughout my whole body.
- Listening to Clear’s disheveled breaths, I can feel myself slowly nearing my limit.
- The mirror reflects the me who continues to call out in pleasure and Clear who thrusts into me while looking at me.
- Clear’s face…
- looks flushed, hot, and his eyes are large, round, wet, and full of unbearable desire and pleasure.
- The arms that embrace me from behind are filled with strength, and through my pleasure I feel a little reassured.
- C: Ah… Aoba-san…
- A: U ah… ah… haa…
- Little by little I lose my composure, and with one hand I dig my nails into Clear’s arm.
- As if Clear feels the same, he speeds up his movements and places a kiss on my chin.
- C: N… u…
- A: Fu ha… aa Aah…
- As if to speed up the stimulus I feel inside of me, Clear stroked my cock.
- A: Ah Clear, ah… If you, do that…
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: I can’t… ah…!
- Clear speeds up his strokes and at the same time thrusts into me hard.
- I pass over the edge I was barely standing on and become overcome by a wave of pleasure.
- A: …ku ah… uahh…!!
- My body arches like a bow and I come.
- A: Ha… aah… ah….
- My body trembles and left over cum dribbles from my tip.
- C: Aoba-san… ha ah…
- At almost the same time Clear shakes strongly and hugs me tightly from behind.
- C: U… ah….
- Clear expands inside of me, gasping for breath, and hotness fills me inside.
- A: Ha… …
- C: Haa….
- After coming, Clear takes big breaths of air and fixes his hold on me.
- Clear presses his head against my shoulder.
- Lost in the hot atmosphere, I turn my head to kiss Clear over my shoulder.
- A: N…
- After kissing him, I press my lips against those two moles on his chin.
- C: Aoba-san…
- Clear brushes my hand against my body as he says my name in an entranced voice.
- Our bodies resting exhausted against each other are reflected in the mirror.
- My abdomen as well as Clear’s hand is dripping with my own semen.
- It’s a shameful figure. But…
- Inside that mirror both of us look happy.
- Clear slowly lays me back onto the bed and pulls himself out from inside of me.
- A: N…
- I feel Clear leave me and all that’s left inside of me is fluid.
- Clear lays down next to me and smiles with a slightly red face.
- C: I’m incredibly happy. I was finally able to hold Aoba-san with these two hands.
- A: …
- With a really happy face, Clear loosely strokes my cheek.
- …But.
- I glare lightly at Clear and grab his nose between my fingers.
- C: Wa.
- A: It’s okay for you to be happy but… You, you did something really unthinkable. You understand, right?
- C: Au, I’m sorry, I apologize, I understand~~~~
- Compared to before in front of his precious mirror….
- Clear flairs around with his nose in my hand and then lowers his head, wrinkles his brow, and looks up at me from below his eyelids.
- C: I’m sorry… I got a little ahead of myself.
- C: I was so happy to be able to touch Aoba-san and I thought that I wanted to be able to see more of Aoba-san, then…
- C: For doing something that Aoba-san didn’t like, I’m really, really sorry…
- C: I will be careful to make sure I won’t do it again…
- Because Clear looks so depressed I laugh and ruffle his hair.
- A: It’s okay, you don’t have to apologize that much.
- C: But…
- A: I just said it on purpose. I thought of making you reflect upon it a little.
- C: I’m sorry…
- A: If I had really disliked it, I would have hit you and run. Furthermore… What is it? That…
- A: It’s not like I really disliked it…
- C: The mirror!?
- A: Wrong!
- C: Ouch!
- I reflexively hit Clear’s head when he lifts it.
- A: You know, it’s not about the mirror.
- A: And it’s not like I have a limit on using some kind of tool… but
- A: …that I don’t dislike the things that you do to me.
- I end up getting embarrassed in the middle of speaking and become a little belligerent.
- But when I sneak a look at Clear his eyes are so wet it’s like he’s watching a movie he’s deeply moved by.
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: Don’t misunderstand me. I’m not saying that anything goes okay?
- C: Yes!
- C: That means it would be best to ask Aoba-san before I do any of the things I want to, right?
- A: …I feel that that’s a little different than what I mean. Well, whatever.
- C: Yes!
- He looks like a dog happily wagging his tail as he nods at me.
- This guys is as off-point as always…
- What kinds of other things will he ask me to do next… No, everything he throws at me is a little unnerving but…
- Well, he won’t do anything that I really dislike so it should be okay.
- As if giving my consent I sigh and flip over in the bed.
- Clear also turns so that he’s facing me.
- A: …You know.
- C: Yes
- I reach out my hand and take Clear’s in mine, not to hold, just to brush my fingertips along.
- A: It’s about what we were talking about before… how I’m a human and you’re a machine and we can’t always be together.
- C: …Yes
- Clear’s tone dips a little.
- A: It’s not like I haven’t thought about it before…
- A: After I die, you have to keep on living forever. To stop it you have to sleep or break yourself..
- C: Yes.
- A: But, you said this before, when I die I don’t want you to break.
- A: Even if you sleep, there may be a time when you open your eyes again
- A: For me I would be happy if you opened your eyes and kept living, but Grandfather and I will still be gone when you do.
- A: You might find another partner as well…
- C: I won’t find one!
- Clear interrupts me with a strong tone.
- C: No, I can’t find one. I don’t have the intent to find one.
- My lips slacken at his angry way of talking.
- A: That’s way when you become alone thinking of me will become difficult.
- C: …
- A: That’s why I thought that it may be better if we don’t meet again when I sent you away to be repaired.
- A: It’s strange for me to say this as well but… I mean, I wanted to see you so badly.
- C: …Yes.
- Clear clasps my hand tightly.
- A: When I saw you again, after all… no, I was so happy I couldn’t contain it.
- A: I thought it would be impossible to ever stop meeting with you…
- A: With that, an answer came up.
- C: Answer?
- A: Yeah.
- A: I will die first, so it will be very painful for me to make you sad, and you can’t die so you will make yourself sad. But
- A: Even if we both understand how much we’re going to hurt each other, and we still want to be together, it’s as if we’re being incredibly selfish.
- A: It’s embracing that feeling in itself… how should I say it
- A: …It may be one form of love or something
- C: …Love?
- A: …Yeah. It can also be passion but
- I end up talking fast in embarrassment when I answer his question.
- We still haven’t really reached to point to call this “love” and truthfully we’re not there yet.
- It’s like a floating word.
- But if you put these feelings in a wide definition, it may be okay to call them some kind of love.
- Because we both feel that it can only be each other.
- A: I mean, rather than not seeing you and having to die, I would be so much happier to be with you when I die.
- C: Aoba-san…
- A: If we become sad thinking only about things we can’t change, and in the first place we knew that things were like this.
- A: If we’re able to happily accept these feelings we have for each other and cherish them
- A: Because of these feelings a beautiful important thing will be born between us.
- C: ….
- Clear looks at me as though he’s overcome with emotion and then nods while pressing his lips together.
- C: Yes. I’m happy with just being together with Aoba-san. I’m happy.
- C: From now on, forever. I’ll be happy.
- With those words he holds my hand tightly in his.
- Clear smiles and closes his eyes…
- and starts to hum.
- That is…
- The song of our meeting. The jellyfish song.
- But, it’s a little different than before.
- I feel like his voice is a little more fragile than from when I heard it before.
- Perhaps… it might be because he can’t hear out of his right ear anymore.
- Maybe he can’t sing well because of it.
- I feel anxious and guilty… I immediately banish those thoughts.
- It doesn’t matter if he can’t sing as well as he could before.
- His singing voice is already kinder than it has been, and incredibly soft.
- This transparent tune is just like Clear’s heart.
- Someday there will be separation between the two of us.
- But that would happen whether Clear was a human or a machine.
- Therefore, we don’t have to do anything specific from now on.
- We just have to cherish the time we have together.
- So that we don’t regret it.
- So that we don’t forget anything that happens between us.
- With our hands firmly holding each other’s, we can take one step forward.
- From here, continuing until tomorrow.
- Together with Clear.
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