𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 3! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝙳𝚊𝚍.
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚋 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 "𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚢" 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝.
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒: "ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣! 𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕗𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕!" 𝙸 𝚑𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛.
𝙱𝚘𝚢 1: "So! Plus don't call me that! I'm not a king!"
𝙱𝚘𝚢 2: "this is something that no bitch like you should play! Go brush your barbie dolls hair pinky!"
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒: " 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕚𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥!"
𝙱𝚘𝚢 1 𝚊𝚗𝚍 2: "Oh! I forgot you papa took it away!"
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒: "𝕆ℍ, 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕊𝕆ℕ 𝕆𝔽 𝔸 𝔹𝕀𝕋ℂℍ!"
𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎. 𝙰𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝. 𝙸 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜.
𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚢. 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔.
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𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎... 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎... 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎... 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙺𝙰!
𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊: "ɴᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ!"
𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.
𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊: "ᴏʜ ɴᴏ! Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ! ɴᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ? ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ? sᴛᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ!"
𝙼𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎. 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎. 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒: "𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕜𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕣𝕪!" 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝙸 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚐. 𝙼𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎.
𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊: "ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ɴᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ."
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛.
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒: "𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕜𝕒. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟'𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖. 𝕊𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕤𝕠 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙."
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The Pink Rose, Natsuki Nanako
HorrorThis is all about the "wonderful" time that I spend that is what I normally don't show. Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ Tʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴅᴏᴇs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏᴍғᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ.
