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The ice cream was very delicious. I couldn't forget the sweet, soft, and cold feeling in my mouth. If that man gave me the ice cream, I would go back to White Room instantly.
As Shakespeare said; If I were to eat the ice cream and go to hell. I would. So then I can brag with the devils I saw heaven without even entering it.
I knew why I had to run away from the White Room. I ran away and traveled through the dangerous journey just to meet this fantastic dessert.
If someone blocked me from this precious thing, I would not let him breathe for another minute.
I would spread his leg and blackmail him.
I would trick him to the rooftop and punch him until he understood what was the real violence.
I would use him as a tool until he became useless, then I would banish him.
I would gonna give him up, I would gonna let him down. I would gonna run around and desert him.
I would gonna make him cry. I would gonna say goodbye. I would gonna tell a lie and hurt him.
I wanted it.
I wanted it now!
Kiyo wanted ice cream----
Wait! I walked to the mirror and looked at my reflection.
What did I become?
I became the same creature as Horikita Suzune.
No. I wasn't her and never be. I had to hold myself before I transformed into a monster that no one could stop. This world had too many monsters.
I had to stop myself before I fell too deep.
So I would another----no 5---no 10---Ok. At least 25 ice creams. Then, I would say goodbye to it.
...
It was dark and silent. I walked into the convenience store. My hand shook when I hold the ice cream. My mouth trembled when I said, "Thank you" to the cashier. I saw my face reflected in her eyes. I couldn't believe it was me.
At first, I decided to come back to the room. But I couldn't stand it anymore.
I wanted to eat it, right here, right now.
I crawled into a bush. No one was around there.
I started to tear the pack and eat the ice cream. One by One. Cone by cone. Stick by a stick.
Finally, it was outed.
And it was the time.
"Thank you for letting me eat ice cream. " I whispered.
"I won't hunt the hungry pray. " The little voice spoke from behind me.
Shiranami Chihiro walked out of the shadow. She looked at me without any feeling.
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