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I'm sorry.

I woke you up.

Can't you sleep?

You don't have the medicine, do you?

Maybe.

I'll ask for a stronger medicine.

Even if you have the medicine, you should be able to sleep.

I just became a college student, so I think it would be better if I fell

What do you want?

Can you put it in?

Yes.

Are you working?

I can't sleep.

It's been a while since I wrote a novel.

It's an idea.

Don't you feel like you can't sleep?

I'm just writing what I can't think of in my head.

It's like a meditation.

I see.

Good night.

Good morning, teacher.

Good morning.

Today,

I'll ask you to write a story.

It's not just reading.

By writing, you can improve your ability to understand the language.

Besides, you can't convey it well with words, but you can convey it honestly

with e -mails, right?

By writing,

I can organize my mind.

When I write a story, I can notice a side of myself that I didn't know.

It can also be a chance to look back on myself.

But I don't know what to write.

Well, you can write about your dreams or what you want to do in the future.

Anything is fine, so write it down.

Then... Everyone... Okay, I'm done.

I want to see your underwear.

You're kidding me.

Everyone's so noisy.

It's okay, just write it down.

Please excuse me.

Yes? I'm sorry.

There's a strange person.

What?

Over there.

What?

There's no one here.

No. He was here.

I went to the library for the first time in a long time.

And then... Sorry, wait a minute.

Hello?

Yes, I'm waiting.

That's right.

Yes, I'm sorry.

Then I'll send it by mail.

Yes, thank you.

Thank you.

What was the story again?

It's nothing.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You don't drink, Nana?

No. I got it changed to a stronger medicine, so I can't drink alcohol.

I see.

I hope you can sleep.

Thank you.

Thank you.

The moment I realized that was when I had passed through the fourth page of

book.

A faint breath and the sound of the silk thread were disturbing the silence.

The man was not a book, but a woman.

I tried to understand the author's intention,

but I couldn't understand a single word of the text.

I carefully traced the female part of the book.

The woman enjoyed being read.

The

man changed the

time.

To enjoy the thrill and the sense of uniformity.

I've repeated the same act.

But I've never been caught.

When a woman is caught,

she becomes a pleasure.

When I taste her fingertips, I want her to touch me again.

I start to wish for love.

You saw it yesterday, didn't you?

The man was changing his clothes.

He was cleaning his dirty clothes to get rid of the dirt and dirtiness.

Be quiet.

It's still a good idea.

It seems that the child is interested.

Oh, you're married.

Are you dissatisfied with me?

You don't want me to marry you?

You want

to be touched like this?

I don't know what's going on in my mind.

Here we go.

Doesn't it feel good?

Excuse me, can I have a nap in the library?

The man's hand was cold.

Because of that, I realized that I myself was heating up.

The words of resistance did not become a voice.

It was a breath that spilled out of my mouth.

It was a sound that leaked from a place where reason could not reach.

It was an unprotected sound.

The train to the office was as dense as usual.

Everyone was trying to turn away from the world, trying to erase the existence

of everyday life.

But something was different that morning.

I felt the world from the back.

It was sharp, but there was no temperature of emotion.

I was aiming for the prey.

That coldness was engraved in my memory.

I was drawn to that man's body.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Eh? The teacher isn't coming down?

Yama wa soko ni miete iru dake de ii.

Fuyu wa junpaku no, natsu wa midori no itadaki ga, tooi tooi sora no

hate ni, itsumo miete iru dake de ii.

Sensei, what's wrong?

Oh, nothing.

The sea is just shining

there.

Swimming in a white boat.

A man appears everywhere.

Shizuka ni, okkei ni, nichijou no sukima ni shimikomu ni, soba ni shinobi oru,

guuzen de wa nai, emono o itaguri, shuana e to oitsume,

shikkuri to shitomeru, ryoken no you ni, atashi o neratte iru.

Hello? What's wrong?

Oh, I see.

Then, do you want some food?

Okay.

Hey, is this your husband?

He's handsome.

What's wrong

with

this?

It's not real.

Yes, it is.

You're the characters in the novel I'm writing, aren't you? What are you

about? Are you crazy?

Look at this.

What's wrong? You have a serious injury.

Teachers tend to get stressed out.

Is this why you're acting weird?

No, I'm not acting weird.

You're crazy.

You're a teacher, but you're writing a novel like this.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me like that.

You're crazy.

That's when I realized it was the fourth row.

It was when I had passed through the first floor.

The blood.

A little breath created the sound of a dog barking.

Don't come here.

It wasn't a book.

It was a woman opening it.

I tried to take the thread of the author.

I carefully read the text.

This is about myself.

A man opened a woman, not a book.

I was trying to read the text one by one, like I was tracing a woman's body.

My husband won't stand up to me, so I'm not satisfied.

I just want to say that I want to be honest with you.

It's easier now, like me.

Well then, have fun.

Nana, did you drink all of this by yourself?

No,

I didn't drink it.

No, but it smells like alcohol.

It's okay. I'll do it.

You should rest.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Be careful.

I have

to clean this up.

When that man touched me for the first time in the library,

Why didn't I resist seriously?

I was probably jealous of that woman.

That woman was me.

I played the ideal wife and pushed my desires to the limit.

You have a day off today, right?

Where are you going?

I want to write a novel, so I'm going to the library.

It's just a hobby, so you don't have to force yourself to write.

You should take your time to rest.

I'm almost done writing.

If I don't complete it, I won't be able to move forward.

Husbands are not bad.

They are kind and honest.

I've never betrayed him.

So, every time he touches me, I'm not

feeling safe anymore.

I'm starting to feel uneasy.

If I keep stepping forward, everything will end.

Thank you for the demo.

Is this a fantasy?

If it's a story, that man is in the library.

What are you talking about?

Are you out of your mind?

I'm a decent person, unlike you.

This is my book.

My dear, I am not a perfect wife who is pure,

obedient, and has no desire.

Even so,

my dear, will you be with me like this?

Welcome back.

You're making this?

Yes.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Are you done with the novel?

I'm not sure what to do with the last one.

But I've already decided.

I see.

I'll be done soon, so can I go back to my room?

Sure.

After I'm done, before dinner...

I have something I want to do.