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77148 No.229   [Delete]   [Edit

I've found a Novel in this site.
http://haruka.saiin.net/~kuromitu/kuromitu/fns018/index.html

Well Read it... You will be shocked.

>> No.230   [Delete]   [Edit]

I don't think many of us can read Japanese.

>> No.235   [Delete]   [Edit]

Okay I will put here. Spoilers~
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I first met the kid on a drizzling evening in April.
He was sitting on the swing in the park by himself, soaking in the rain.
“what’s wrong?”
I’ve no idea why I did that. But before I notice I have held my umbrella over him.
He slowly raised his head, and look at me.
The boy looks as pretty as a little girl…
No…maybe a girl dressed up as a boy?
“it’s getting late, shouldn’t you go home before it’s dark?”
“…………………….”
The kid only grip on his shirt silently.
Then I notice there’s something on his cloth. Looks like spilled soup and leftover rice on it. And from the smell of it, something rotten is also on there.
There’s even some trash on his head.
…….who would do such terrible thing to him?
“hey, came wash up at my house. The cloth will dry in no time using a dryer”
“………………………”
“how about it?”
I smiled to encourage him. And he slightly nodded his head.

“……well I guess my cloth is too big for you obviously. Bare with it for a sec ”
“………………………”
I gave him my shirt after he used the shower.
“thank you very much….”
He thank me politely.
Kotoba…………apparently that’s his name.
“what a beautiful name ”
He blushed and smiled as I complimented on his name. And I notice he is a pretty cute kid if he smile.
But I still don’t know if he even is a he.
………………well it doesn’t really matter to me anyhow.
The drying process took longer than I’ve thought. So I took out 2 small mug off the shelf.
“I’m gonna make some cocoa, do you drink that? Or you would rather have some juice?”
“umm…I…either one is….”
“then cocoa it is, it’ll warm you up just right”
He nodded.
His existence seem so small, I fear if I took my eyes off him, he would disappear. That’s why I couldn’t leave him alone.
A sweet scent the room as I pour milk into the instance cocoa.
“……here you go. Be careful, cup is kind of hot”
“thank you”
As he reach out for the cup, the selves loosen and reveal his forearm for a second.
I know what I saw, bruises. Formidably size of bruising on his forearm.
“what happened?”
When he realized that I saw his arm, he quickly covered it up.
“……it’s nothing. I……fell off my bike”
Even knowing felling off a bicycle wouldn’t make that kind of wound, I didn’t pursue further.
“……is your home close? I’ll give you a ride if it’s too late”
“N, No! it’s fine, it’s very close. So…don’t worry about it……”
Sentence trailed off into silence.
I stuffed my mouth with the empty cup, troubled by his reaction.
(you don’t have to be that afraid, you know)
But, well. Suddenly being invited into a stranger’s house is kind of weird I guess. This clear up somewhat for his reaction.
I didn’t mean to intimidate him, maybe he’s the kind of silent kid who doesn’t like talking that much.
So then I just observe him silently.
“oh……it’s dark outside already. I guess the drying part took more time than I’ve thought”
“oh, no……it’s okay. Thank you very much”
He said that with a bow. He crack the door open, and dash out into the darkness.
Somehow, he reminds me of myself when I was a kid. The fear I saw in his eyes, and the closed heart to the outer world.
I want to help him, I want to understand him more.
Even though we met just now, I feel strongly of him.
……however, it didn’t happen until a much later time.

>> No.236   [Delete]   [Edit]

After that day I’ve been trying to find Kotoba.
I went to the park where I first found him, and continue for three days.
And then come a day when the raining finally stopped, the same scent I’ve smell before flow from the sand box.
A gust of wind came out of nowhere, and carrying pieces of white flakes into my view.
……cherry pellet?
This is not the season for cherry to blossom, so not pellet.
I picked up one of the flakes, and found tiny letter printed on it. News paper, no…dictionary, is more likely
Then this time some flakes, send into motion by the wind landed on my shoulder.
I look up…on top of the jungle gym, the kid is gazing at the sky.
What is Kotoba doing…?
He have a thick book on his lap. A school issued---dictionary?
With a sharp ripping sound, his raised his hand up in air. Then a blizzard of paper flakes scatter in the park.
“Kotoba……?”
Startled by my voice, Kotoba turned around.
“ah……onii, chan……?” (I figure you would know what that is)
“so you remember me”
Nervously hiding the dictionary, he decline the jungle gym with caution.
“thank you very much for last time”
Again with the politeness. I smiled and shook my head.
“come on, don’t be so stiff. Just speak normally, that way’s better”
“………okay”
After thinking about it for a second, he nodded his head.
“what were you doing up there, Kotoba?”
“……………”
He was expecting this question, he tensed up, and bit his lip tightly. It doesn’t seem like he is answering the question.
“onii-chan”
“hum?”
“last time…you said my name is beautiful, didn’t you…? why…?”
“huh? Well…I think it is. Because “word” are meant for expressing your thought to others, right?
It make me feel like you’re the spirit or angel that carry thought . well it’s kind of exaggerate…”
“………”
“eh…?”
Tear drops start pouring in his eyes.
“what’s wrong? Did I say something weird?”
“no…it’s not weird”
He shook his head so hard tear drops were flying everywhere. Did I say something that hurt him…?
And then out of the blue, Kotoba dive into my chest.
“Kotoba!?”
“(i’m very sorry but i dont know how to make sobbing sound into word, so anyhow he cried)”
I have no idea what I should do, so I just hold him in by chest. I can feel my shirt is getting wetter by the second. It’s not a bad feeling at all.
I padded his back until he finally calm down.
“……I’m sorry……”
Finally letting go of me, Kotoba turn away and wipe his face a handkerchief.
“are you alright……?”
“……yeah……”
“it must have sacred you, onii-chan. I’m sorry about it”
“no, don’t worry about it…”
Although I wanted to ask him the reason behind it, I feel that I would only hurt him more if I did that…
If I were a better social person, I could have come up with a better comforting word for him…
“………..thanks, onii-chan”
After a while, Kotoba murmur to me.
“you’re the only person…that have ever said my name was beautiful”
Why is that? I’ve only said my mind at the time.
And when I finally get a hold of the situation, I found out I was holding Kotoba on my lap.
“ah! S-sorry!”
I panic and let him off my lap. If someone were to see that, I must looked like a suspicious guy.
“eh, it’s fine. I rather have you holding me more”
“ehh”
I can feel my face turn red, then I see Kotoba giggling.
He’s making fun of me!
…but somehow, I kind of like this feeling.
“hey, onii-chan……are you going to come see me again?”
“eh?”
Kotoba looked uneasy as he asked the question.
“if you’re busy with work then it’s okay……I really like taking to you, onii-chan. So……”
His expression is so serious, I nodded right away with a smile.
“yeah, of course I will”
With my answer, Kotoba seem released. With a smile he asked me:
“really?”
Ah, I know it. This kid looks the cutest with a smile.
I padded the ever-so-exciting head of his, and let his hair run through my finger.
“it’s a promise. Everyday after school, I’ll wait at this park”
“……………………”
I stick out my pinkie, and his also wrap around mine.
“promise!”
And with that, we’ve made the pact.

>> No.239   [Delete]   [Edit]

3rd part. I bet someone might guess this.
__________________________________________
Then we were meeting each other on a daily basis. Every time I see him smiling, i became to like him more.
I wanted to do something for him. Even for just a little while, I would like to see him smile.
“ah, onii-chan!”
Every time he sees me coming, his face is full with laughter.
“I bought some snacks today. Do you like beans, Kotoba?”
“yes I like them. Edamame or just boiled is fine. But my mom doesn't make them that often……”
“alright, here you go”
As I took out some peanut pudding I found in the department store, Kotoba seem happy.
“wow! So many kind of beans is on it. I didn't know you can put them into puddings. What a pretty green”
We sat down on the bench in the empty park, and enjoy our snack under the sun.
…………………..
…………….
………
What a good feeling, relaxing and quiet. I never thought after my parents left, I can feel this peaceful. It’s all thanks to Kotoba, being by my side.
What a strange thing it is, at first I wanted to protect him, but now it is me who is being heal…
Am I……I think I maybe falling in love with this small angel.
“……?what’s wring, onii-chan?”
“ah……erm. Th-there’s beans on your cheek.”
I took the bean off his face, and put it in my mouth. Slightly embarrassed by my action.
“hehe, it tickles”
“so what do you want to do today? Want to go to the amusement park?”
“hum……I want to play game at onii-chan’s house!”
“eh? On a sunny day?”
What a waste that is, I said.
“I think it’s the best…because at onii-chan’s house, it smell like onii-chan…”
I can see Kotoba is embarrassed to say that. I’m embarrassed too, you know…
Well, if he likes it, then why not? It’s not like it’s a Sunday anyhow.
“right, let’s go then”
“okay”
And I took his hand, and head for my place.

“ah……I lost again…”
“here onii-chan. There’s a trick to this stage.”
He gesture to give him the controller with his small hand, and I handed it to him with a slight of regret.
Then he has his game face on, playing the game with skill of a pro. But I wasn't focusing on the game play. I was staring at Kotoba…his lip, his cheek, his eyes are just so pretty.
“here, your turn”
With a touch of cold plastic, I was dragged back to realirty.
“it’s onii-chan’s turn, you get the trick right?”
“eh, ah… sorry, I didn't’ quiet catch that”
“eh~!? Even though I showed it to you step by step?”
I can’t say I wasn’t looking now can I?
“one more time, please?”
“oh fine~”
Saying like there’s no other ways, his face is yet with another cute expression.
“make sure you watch it this time”
But all I can see now is Kotoba’s face.
It’s like snow is melting as spring arrive, Kotoba is showing more expression as the day pass by. Not only smiling, even sulky ones, thinking face they all became my favorite.
I want to be close to him every second, everyday.
But I notice the bruises on his arm didn't go away, but increase.
“Kotoba……did you really get those from falling?”
One day when I see a black eye on his face, I asked him.
“ye…yeah…I’ve……been practice on a bicycle…so…”
The same answer as always, and I can’t do anything as always.
It can’t stay this way, for Kotoba to be happy, I must have more courage.
“Kotoba, I was wondering, can I talk to your parents …?”
I said it without thinking.
“………………………….!!”
And Kotoba seemed shocked, and vigorously shook his head.
“n…NO! it’s fine, it really is nothing……!”
“but Kotoba…”
“……I said it’s fine!! It’s okay……it’s fine……”
“……………….”
“I don't want onii-chan……to hate me too………”
“………….eh?”
“nothing……it’s nothing”
Then he fall into complete silence.
(what can I do for him…)
The next day, Kotoba didn't show up.

>> No.240   [Delete]   [Edit]

Thanks for the link, I'll read this sometime. In the meantime I'll hide this thread so I don't have to see the spoilers

>> No.242   [Delete]   [Edit]

Kotoba didn't show at the park the next day.
Why…what could have happen…he was never late before, never once.
I held some snack and tea in my hand until the sun have gone down, waiting for him to show up.
The next day too.
And the next, and the day after…
Kotoba didn't show.
Perhaps he is sick? Or did he get kidnap by some guy alone the way.
It’s not impossible when I think about it. but to think about it, I’m practically a suspicious individual myself.
(even so, I want to see you again…)
At the fifth day, I look up at the orange sky, and set my foot away from the park.
He’s not here today…Kotoba.
As I was on my way home, one thing got to my attention; the public toilet on the side of the road is crying…well there is this tiny sobbing noise coming out of the toilet to be precise.
I took a look inside, with a uneasy feeling in my heart.
In the dimly lit toilet, a small outline stand out.
“……Kotoba!?”
“………….!! Onii…..chan……….”
That was Kotoba without a thought. But...
Lower half of his body is naked, and written all over with dirty and filthy words. They seem to be the work of a child by the look of the writing……a strong sent of feces engulf my senses.
Finally, I found you…but this—
“……Kotoba, bare with it for a sec”
Before my mind thought of anything, I took of his cloth and clean his upper body the best I can.
“ah……don't onii-chan. Don't touch me…it’s d-dirty……”
“it’s okay”
I cover him with my jacket, and picked him up and went straight to my home.
I could feel him shivering in my arm…
“if the water is too hot tell me”
“it’s fine……”
I took him into the shower and wash up his body. Not only on his cloth, it’s all over his face and hair.
There’re even shoe prints on his back. Kicked into the toilet is the only thing I can think of.
It’s the size of a kid, maybe his classmate I presume.
It would be insensitive to ask what happen, and I’m not that stupid to ask him.
I cling my tooth together.
Who would do such thing…to Kotoba.
I used shampoo and sponge to get the marking off his body. I would have guess it would take a long time to get the oil-based ink off his body, but thank to sebum the process is a lot faster.
As I was going for his lower body, Kotoba jumped back a little.
(ah………………………)
I can see his penis in his crouch, and---
What a women should have there also.
Kotoba tried to hide it and seem to cry at any second when I see what’s there.
“clean the rest yourself okay?”
The marking in his back and on his butt is already gone. I acted as calm as I could and hand him the sponge.
“I’ll go prepare some cloth”
“………………….”
The cloth shop nearby should still be open. I have to get some cloth for Kotoba.
Should I get girl’s cloth……or boy’s? when I thought of then, I realized something.
I be honest, I was shock to find out the secret of Kotoba’s body
I know there’s people like that in the world, but to see one in front of me is a different story.
I was shocked, but not a bit of dislike in this feeling. That kid…my angel, is a real angel.
However, not all the people in the world think like me. What happen with Kotoba proved it.
…………………….why.
I can feel the blood burning in my vein.
After I got back from the store, Kotoba wrapped himself in the towel and sit in a corner.
He look up as I got closer.
“……thank you…for the bath……”
“I throw those cloth away for you, here wear these……I didn't know your size so I’m a bit worry if it doesn't fit.”
I handed the shirt similar to his before, and a shorts. But he didn't take them….
“……are your parents gonna gets angry if you wear different cloth home? I can give them a call……”
“……………………!!”
He shook his head vigorously.
“onii-chan…..I ….. was strange wasn't I”
I didn't say anything because his voice was so melancholy.
“I’m………hermaphrodite. I’m not a boy or a girl……
Dad and mom also said……you’re a failure, so if you don't study hard your like doesn't have a meaning…
So…I tired my best you know…but I just cant….
If you’re born stupid, it cant be help……just like what I am………”
I can see Kotoba’s shoulder shaking as e speak.
“……Kotoba, it’s fine”
---with that, I hold him tightly.
I can feel his boney body inside my arm.
“N……onii-chan, stop……..I’m a failure, dirty……”
I hold Kotoba tightly so he wouldn't run away.
“stop saying those kind of things, you’re just as beautiful as your name…”
“………..my………my name, is not beautiful……the character is written like…..this…..”
He trace out the character on the carpet. And two words appear on it—
[異端] (heresy, can be read ‘kotoba’)
Kotoba was very happy to heard that his name was beautiful for the first time.
But after hearing this, Kotoba’s mom took out a dictionary, and laugh contemptuously at him and showed him his ‘name’
An incompetent alien. That is what “Kotoba” is suppose to mean……

>> No.245   [Delete]   [Edit]

wow you sure put some effort into that!
the site shows garbage though.. if I could properly see the japanese I'd follow along just because it'd help my skill in the language lol

>> No.247   [Delete]   [Edit]

>>245
I'm in the ero scene i will post here later.

>> No.911   [Delete]   [Edit]

>>229
The link is dead? :(



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