Chapter 10: Kitsu Chiri
In der Strafkolonie: der soldat.
"Akagi-san, you are staying?" The sub
way speeds through its stops, light periodi
cally flashing through the windows once they
are passed, then veiling the train once again
in darkness. The metronome-like changing
is actually quite concise, and leaves
me content, as well as all the is nots
continuing to bleed on the ground and
seats. "Well...I'm surprised you're not staying." I glance
downwards, watching a particularly
precisely cut is not drain more and more
onto the floor. "Yes, well, there's no longer
any figurative anchor for me
here. And it isn't proper for a girl
to grow up in jail. This was by far my
messiest job, so I'm sure to be con
victed if I stay. I must pursue my
education elsewhere. I insist you
consider your options, Akagi-san.
There are very few here. I simply a
ssumed that you being on this subway with
me meant you were accompanying me."
"What are your reasons, Chiri-chan?" Aka
gi-san asks. "You ask such a thing now?" I
quip, bemused a bit. Really, this nice set
ting puts me in such a good mood. "You know
I cannot stand for discord. It just took
me a while to recognize the dis
cord in human spirit as well. These lit
tle romps with you are necessary for
my well-being and psyche." "Is that all?"
Her face is strange, she's more far off than u
sual, and I actually subcon
sciously feel the need to raise my defense.
"Of course not," I say, starting to get a
nnoyed. "Asking such a foolish question." "May
be it is best if you go," she muses.
"Chiri-chan should work as a librari
an, because she's so smart and orderly!
Yes, it's decided!" Her laughter is more
maniacal than usual, and I
just sigh. "You are being difficult and
short-sighted," I say in soft monotone.
"Is that so." It's not a question, and the
laughter is cut short abruptly and she
stares at me with another blank expre
ssion. "Or maybe Chiri-chan just doesn't
know where to go, and she's the one being
short-sighted. Maybe Chiri-chan is ac
tually was. And denying it. May
be Chiri-chan should be an is not."
I feel inside me the bubbling rise. "Not another word." My voice tastes like venom, and the blade is suddenly against Akagi-san's neck.
"Oh, Chiri-chan!" She's laughing again, her eyes not four inches from mine. "You are! You are, you are, you are was!"
"NOT ANOTHER WORD!" Sfhskriewlhjud whjswan ml ygsa
"An3d4 y6oyu kn0uu," s6h3 swhys, "m6ayb3 th%t;s okay."
I stare. "Okay? Okay? Akagi-san,
listen to yourself, of course it isn't
okay to be was! There are ises! There
are is nots! And there are ams! And nothing
else! Wases should not exist! So we are
helping! We are saving them, we are ma
king them is nots! It's wonderful! And here
you are accusing me of such a wre
tched crime? I should take care of you right now..."
"Why not? Why can't there be wases?" There is
frustration in her voice now. "How come, Chi
ri-chan? I thought I was helping, but may
be I'm not. Maybe everything...maybe
everything is beautiful." I glare at
her, but turn, repressing the urge to take
care of her. "Whatever tangent it is
that you're on," I say, "I recommend you
reconsider it. You're the one that sounds
like a was." "You told me people who are
was are unhappy, and that they'd be ha
ppier is not. Chiri-chan sure is ho
nest, isn't she?" The upbeat, cheery way
she said it was so aggravating and
subtly sarcastic that it took all of
my will to keep walking and walking on.
A/N: In der Strafkolonie: der soldat (translating into In the Penal Colony) tells of an elaborate torture and execution device that carves the sentence of the condemned prisoner on his skin in a script before letting him die, all in the course of twelve hours. As the plot unfolds, the reader learns more and more about the machine, including its origin, and original justification. Only four characters are introduced: the Officer, the Traveler, the Soldier, and the Condemned. The Officer tells the Traveler of the religious epiphany that all those executed experience within the last 6 hours of their life, and basically believe in the justice that it promotes. However, it is the last time the machine will run, so instead of the Condemned dying, the Officer tries to use it on himself- however, it malfunctions, and quickly stabs the Officer instead, denying him the religious epiphany he so prized.
GUYS THAT CHAPTER WAS SO ANNOYING MY GOD CHIRI YOU'RE SO ANNOYING WHY DO YOU THINK IN 10 SYLLABLE LINES WHY
Also my 17 month anniversary with my boyfriend is tomorrow yay 8/3~
GENTLEMEN. We are approaching our last chapter next. Proceed with caution.
The ending of SZS had Chiri looking so evil on a train I had to do it. And I know Japan has above ground trains but subways guys they're so cool when they don't smell like pee