Seventh Despair // Accidental Audio; Japanese & Text

[zetsubo_sensei]

February 12th... It took five days to return.

[another silence, and the shuffling of clothes as if he's checking himself over: 'clean?' he remarks. He'd been pretty cut up the last he remembered, and is looking for those glass cuts.] ...unharmed, just as before. My clothes are still ripped

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[fathers_pride]

Mister...why did you hurt yourself?

1/3

[zetsubo_sensei]

[!!!]

[zetsubo_sensei]

[zetsubo_sensei]

I had already been injured to the point of being irreparable.

[fathers_pride]

[Secretly thinking that there's a human who gets it!]

[zetsubo_sensei]

[Secretly thinking that there is a silent child on the other end, but he's not good with kids... or adults... or people... or cats... or the internet... or anything really.]

[fathers_pride]

...at least you're back.

[zetsubo_sensei]

I'd rather be dead that stuck here...