I don't have much interest in the things the people of this world keep babbling about.
Sway, sway. A light breeze blows, gently tickling the tips of his black hair. It's a late November afternoon, the time just beginning to transition into the later hours.
...Ah~ how boring.
Thump. He lightly kicks a lumpy pebble lying on the ground. The sight of it bouncing away and disappearing somewhere remains like a lingering afterimage.
'I wonder how I should play with this next one.'
He lightly touches the book in his pocket, one he has felt so often it's worn down. He slowly rubs the crinkled edges of the paper with his fingertips, savoring the tactile sensation.
Then, a sting. As he pushes forward firmly against the middle section, he gets a paper cut.
Eh,
Slide. His hand slips out of his pocket, and he stares blankly at his index finger with blinking eyes. A small drop of red liquid slowly pools there.
He tilts his head slightly and brings the tip of his finger to his lips. He gives it a light lick.
'....Tastes bad.'
Release Date 2026.08.24 / Last Updated 2026.08.24