The Backpacker (Inochi X Reader)

Inochi X Reader Chapter 1C

[Perspective Change: First Person]

　... Who ever stole my Fucking pouch will have their FUCKING head cut off! ... Atleast, that's what I'd like to say. Despite that, I don't even know what happened there. I wish I could apologize, since well.. they both didn't even... "Argh!" I grab myself by the head and scream. "What am I saying..." That kid was with one of them, God...

　I have this deep hatred for Monsters, and there goes that Back Packer, working with one. Pisses me off... ... I take another step up and open the door, there I was, on the roof of a building. From up here, I could see the lively night life of this city. Monsters lurk this place, and it's disgusting. Every inch of it, every single inch.

　I wish I could take my hand and grab it all, throwing it away into the river of forget. But even then, I'd have no river to throw it into. I can't forget, I can't... I can't, about what happened to them... I...

　i shake my head, "This.. isn't the time for that..." I tell myself. Looking at the night sky, not a single star appears cause of the light Pollution. Instead, I rest myself on the side of a few crates and pallets. "What do I do now...?" The night grew on me... My eyes lids are heavy.. My body begins to feel weak.

　But really? H-here? On the concrete roof? I.. I'll have to sleep here then.. The smell fills my head as I lay down on the ground. The concrete was hard, uncomfortable. But my body was weak enough to accept it. Today was rough, Not just because my pouch was stolen, but... Oh..well... I rest on the concrete floor.