This story is about a boy name Komori Hikki (Black Bullet) 18 years old, who has spent two years locking himself in his room. His life was nothing special until a day has finally come...
"Hey! It's me again! Today I bought something really special, sakura mocha, your favourite right?!"
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"..."
"I will put them in the fridge okay? Grab some when you're hungry... Ah! Speaking of Sakura, do you know..." and she continues
That lovely girl is Komori Hikki's rental sister. She is here to help bring Hikki back to society and help him learn to trust again
*Rental sister: A girl who is rented to help bring hikikomori, etc back to society.
"Agh! *sigh*... She comes again? And this time, she is planning to use some cakes to lure me out? How naïve!" Hikki speaks to himself.
He is lying on his mattress, wide enough to embrace his whole teeny body. With his half-closed eyes, he can only see the dark silhouette of his haggard hand, reflected from the bright sunlight, shining through the room's slide window. His fingers are twitching from hours of gaming...
"Aghhh! How annoying..." *sigh* he murmurs while taking his preferred arm on his eyes sockets, rubbing them a few times with a long grief breath
In this darkness of his own dimension, it seems... empty. But it feels strangely comfortable, at least for him. The emptiness makes him feel safer and rests more reassure. Just then, a spark suddenly appears, lighting up that heaven of his. It surprised him at first, but he manages to calm himself down in just a split second
The light flickers many times until it completely stops; opening up a blank white screen in his dark realm. Then, like a movie theatre, a film starts to play. It appears that the film is a flashback of his memory from his mother's old video
Hikki's father was the person who recorded the video:
"Wow! You really put a lot of effort into designing this room hah?! Full of sunlight, with a window, capture the cherry blossom right in front of our house..."
"Really lovely I would say." He continues
"Of course! It is for our son after all. Whenever he gets in a fight with me, he can always calm his nerves down in here." Hikki's mother answer
"Ey?! Why will he only be mad at you? But not me too?"
"Well... Because he is my child..." She looks quite blushed with her arms embracing around her abdomen and with a smile, she continues:
"And you only talk in such a lame tone and reserved way, how could he even get in a single fight with you?"
"How could you be so sure of that?"
"H- He will for sure!!! I- I can feel it!..." She raises her hands up facing just right before her head and starts pouching.
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"HAHA! Alright! Did you hear that Hikki? Don't behave in such a bad manner, got it? Your mom really lovvvve you!"
"That's right! Your father only pays for the equipment here, and I design this whole room just for you, so you have to love me more understand?!"
"What!!!!..."
"No more massaging tonight, Mrs...."
"Oh come on!..."
*Ting*
The scene quickly fades away, before Hikki can realize what happened, did he jolt awake and sit on his bed unconsciously
Another *ting*,
He grabs his phone
It was the text from his online friend that woke him up
"Bullet-chan!!! Nj! Nj! GGWP! You did such a great job last night. See you tonight at 7 pm alright?"
*GGWP: Good Game Well Played
"Good afternoon, Kuroneko-chan! It's Oni here, remember to get some rest alright?! Or sis gonna be really mad ok?!" with an emoji:
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After finished reading the messages, Hikki mutes his phone and throws it in the corner of his bed
Then suddenly slam his body down on the mattress. Looking at the ceiling, a single tear unconsciously spilled...
"Ahhh... Maybe I should sleep for a while... Just for a while..." Hikki reminds himself
In his semi-consciousness, a slight breeze blows in from the creek of the window, guiding a Sakura's flower landed on Hikki's hand
By no time, the intruder has been spotted, leaving only one thought for our majesty.
"I wonder, what will it feel like...?"
"To be a Sakura blossom in the summer, but not in the winter throughout the year..."
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With that thought in mind, Hikki slowly falls into his sweet dream...
