A voice much more adorable than the men’s reached her

It belonged to a girl The tiny girl had purple hair appeared to be white and looked like a doll

She giggled as she removed the bolts holding the mask onto the specimen girl’s

mouth

The specimen girl’s mind was so far gone that she did not even try to remove the tubes from her mouth and nose She could breathe a little more easily now so her shoulders rose and fell comfortably The smaller girl looked down at her

Hee hee

Upon seeing the specimen girl’s irises that had nearly rolled back into her head her smile grew It was a devilish smile that could seduce a thousand men even though she was only a child

The specimen girl’s unfocused eyes contained a pale green glow

It was a dull fluorescent green

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Adolescent Adam 6 Chapter 1 - Beginning of a New Season

Wheream I

Mutsuki all of a sudden found himself standing there

He was in the middle of a green-filled forest he had never seen before The maple and zelkova leaves were such a bright green that he narrowed his eyes A fresh breeze stroked his cheeks

The thick underbrush and flowers grew tall and caught the gentle sunlight Was it springtime The sun was comfortably warm and made him feel a little sweaty

Nearby was a well-leveled field likely meant to grow wheat It must have been harvested a season before because straw was piled up nearby

His nose detected the warm and sweet scent of crushed wheat and the sharp smell of damp earth

(Wherein the world am I )

The idyllic world actually made him nervous

Where was he Why was he here

Fujita Mutsuki was confused about everything but

What are you zoning out for

An impolite tackle hit him from behind

He looked back and saw the tackler joking around by hiding behind him and clinging to his back

But when he saw the long hair that flipped up from the action the boy naturally smiled

When he saw shiny blonde more beautiful than autumn wheat

Stop it Lucya

Hee hee hee

The girl circled around in front of the boy

The young girl had brown skin She appeared to be the same age or younger than Mutsuki Her arms and legs had yet to grow and she still looked somewhat androgynous

She laughed and wrapped her arm around his tugged and hopped onto the nearby pile of straw

(Who are you )

That question did not reach the level of words

Lucya That was what this girl had been called Mutsuki had called her that She rolled over on the straw bed pulled back her jaw and gave him an upturned look

Her fairly angled eyes had a somewhat provocative look to them

It was the bewitching and defenseless look of a kitten wanting to play

The boy smiled bitterly and accepted the invitation to climb onto the bed

There was no tension in either of them They were two close friends playing together They did not view each other as a boy and a girl

But once they were there they were not childish enough to ignore the fact that they were a boy and a girl in a bed together

A suggestive atmosphere surrounded them and they blushed

Lucya

Avalonnn

They brought their lips together in unison

And as the scent of wheat enveloped them they also brought their bodies together

He woke up

Yawn

It was a pleasant awakening Instead of being suddenly jerked from his sleep by the alarm clock he had been gently roused by the morning sun shining through the gap in the curtain

After a quick yawn he got up It was 6 25 5 minutes before what the alarm was set for He hit the top of the clock to switch off the alarm and then got out of bed

He had not woken before 7 in a while He had been a little worried but he had managed just fine

He stretched to drive away the drowsiness

The room contained a bed a study desk and a bookcase with manga textbooks and cookbooks tidily arranged on it The plastic model of a giant robot he liked was on the very top of the bookcase

This was definitely his room in the apartment he had been living in for almost 4 months now

It was not a forest

What a strange dream he muttered

He tended to forget his dreams as soon as he woke but this one oddly stuck with him He remembered the shapes of the trees and the variety of the underbrush and flowers He remembered the fresh breeze on his cheek and the wheat scent in the bed Lucya huh

The heat still lingered at this time of year but it was plenty cool this early in the morning

He walked to the living room and opened the balcony window Fresh air blew in while carrying the powerful morning sun of summer He enjoyed the feeling of it tickling his heated skin as he washed his face at the kitchen sink Afterwards he realized this was not the bathroom and thus there was no towel

He had no choice but to use his pajamas instead and that was precisely when steam started rising from the rice maker

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