I don't understand.

Sitting in the stinking room filled with garbage, Baosheng Mag kept thinking about this question.

Through her mother's complaints, through the beatings from the man her mother brought home, and through her mother's contemptuous gaze.

Baosheng Mag once believed that violence was love.

Hit me, love me, hit me, love me.

Real, tangible pain is love.

Even later, as the family situation changed again, Baosheng Mag began living in a wealthy family whose living conditions improved, and they no longer needed to live in a room filled with garbage.

Baosheng Mag still believes that it is love.

Although everyone seems to say that love is sex, desire, security, need, and fulfillment...

A cacophony of voices, a diverse array of answers, emerged from everyone's mouths, constantly shifting and changing form.

Someone might say yesterday that love is a feeling of security, but today that same person might change their mind and say that love is a feeling of fulfillment.

There is no unified explanation, and the statements are changed arbitrarily.

It sounds like a lie.

In the end, the only thing we can trust is violence.

That feeling must be love.

but......

What exactly is that feeling?

Was it the mother's contemptuous gaze, or the pain of being brutally beaten by a man, or perhaps...?

Or.

The feeling of being hugged.

His outline, body temperature, and the arm span that could be roughly judged from the arms that were wrapped around him, and the sound of his heartbeat that could be heard against his chest that was pressed against his.

Is that my own heartbeat?

The buzzing in my ears blocked out the noise; all I could hear seemed to be my heartbeat.

Oh, and there's the wind.

The moment they come close, the moment they embrace, will stir up a very gentle breeze.

Whoosh, whoosh.

It's also something that people care about.

Body temperature is very important.

The warmth dispelled the chill; it was cozy and comforting, but not overly hot.

It's somewhat like soaking in hot water, but there's a fundamental difference.

This temperature makes it easier for people to relax and start feeling sleepy.

Yes.

It seems like this is the feeling.

The true, the very first and foremost form of love.

It was neither a contemptuous gaze nor the pain of violence.

Instead, her mother embraced her and repeatedly, over and over again, affirmed that sentence.

'I love you'

wrong.

That's not the sentence.

This statement is both a lie and not a lie; it's a curse that the mother uses to bind herself and her.

It is love, but love is mixed with many other special things.

What should truly be is love.

For Baosheng Mag

It should be that temperature.

You can't help but relax your body and snuggle into its warmth.

...even though she never truly relaxed and nestled in her mother's arms.

But she should know that this is what love should look like when she first met her.

Then, Baoshengma, like a child, began to weep.

......

Once you calm down, you still have to return to reality.

And that's the reality.

Everyone's watching.

Stare, stare, stare intently.

Baosheng Mag felt he was already shameless enough, but after wiping away his tears, he still couldn't stand the somewhat piercing gaze.

Why did I lose control of my emotions?

Waaah...

Because I like it.

Acknowledge this affection, accept this affection, and respond accordingly.

"Hoshino, I love you."

Baosheng Mag should start thinking about reality.

The first time you truly fall in love with someone is a wonderful feeling. You just want to hug them all the time, even if they call you a koala. Just being able to hug them is enough.

It has been a very, very long time since I felt truly loved, and a very, very long time since I experienced the feeling of loving someone.

At times like this, she won't give up unless you satisfy her.

not enough.

I not only want to hug you, but also kiss you, and I also want to do ○.

Violence is not love.

Violence cannot prove love.

But there is one more thing that can prove love.

What everyone is saying, what can definitely be proven, although it may be confused with lust, is undoubtedly love.

Make a circle (○).

Love love love love love love love—

Baosheng Mag has never done it.

I've heard of it and know about it, but I've never done it.

I heard it would be very joyful, it would look very pleasant, and in the midst of happiness and joy, there seemed to be real love.

I want to do it.

I still want proof, as expected.

Baosheng Mag, who felt extremely insecure, wanted some kind of proof.

Even though she was absolutely certain that the confession he whispered in her ear was true, she still wanted to see the look of satisfaction on his face because of her.

But everyone is watching.

There's no way to do it on the spot.

It's a real shame, but it can't be done.

What can be done...

The only thing she could do was to wrap her legs around him tightly from behind, so as not to block his view, and hug him tightly.

You can take a deep breath and inhale the scent, or you can open your mouth and bite your shoulder to leave teeth marks.

You can also reach down through the gap to touch the body temperature more directly.

Baosheng Mag's height and weight are considered quite mature for a young girl, and her temperament and demeanor are completely those of a mature woman.

However, compared to men, they seem to still be in the realm of girls.

"Hehe, hehe?~"

Baosheng Mag has become a clingy person.

But it's not that they're dating, so everyone should just go their separate ways and that would be the end of it.

The reality that needs to be considered is never just the strange looks from the girls watching from the sidelines.

And witches.

The witch mentioned by Hoshino Utsunomiya.

The topic of the witch hadn't completely ended when, coming to their senses, they suddenly realized that they had only just woken up from this prison not long ago.

Despite the intense verbal exchanges, emotional clashes, and even the final outpouring of emotions, it all felt like a distant, unseen world.

But after calming down, they still have to face what...

'Make it clear' about this matter.

For Yu Baosheng Mag.

Besides the unfulfilled sense of attachment and the clingy feeling of experiencing love for the first time.

She was well aware of it too.

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