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On Friday morning, a slightly fierce wind blew against the lush canopy, and the dense and vast rustling sound continued to stick to his ears like a surging tide.
The milky morning light shone on her face, and it trembled with the rhythm of the summer wind. Next to the pillow, the alarm of the mobile phone sounded a clear melody with the texture of a music box. On the screen of the mobile phone, there was a cartoon Ayami wearing a tutu dancing in circles. Robin slowly opened his eyes, the back of his hand resting on his forehead. There was a natural and pure smile on her pink lips.
A few years ago at this time, the woman was still sleeping in the underground casino in Sand Country. Every morning when she woke up, she was filled with evil and rotten emotions. She was unwilling to touch anyone, nor was she willing to start a new day. Only by repeating the same words in his heart and making him firmly treat this woman called Robin as an emotionless underground ghost could he continue to live.
The casino's "Welcome" broadcast sounded regularly every day, and the same slow background music played day after day, as if it came from an old gramophone with a spider web hanging on it. Every day when this voice sounded, it meant that his life of black mud was about to begin again.
Desperate days had befallen Robin's life since she was eight years old. The fear of blankness, the uncertain future, the numbness soaked in sadness, and the feelings for her family in her hometown were devouring her young soul every day. This kind of heavy weight was not something an eight-year-old girl could bear alone. She could not bear the pain of the past, nor could she bear the fear of the future. Even the current survival problem could not be solved, so she had to force herself to become a demon. Only a demon could face such a reality at this age.
From the age of 8 to 28, a full 20 years, 20 years, how much pain and how much blood and tears did he have to go through to survive these days? After 20 years of darkness, a ray of light had finally shone on her corner. The Oda Gakuen that she had come to had finally become her home, and her classmates had finally become the companions she had dreamed of. Ever since she started school, Robin had never been like the average student who would be woken up by an alarm clock in the morning. She was looking forward to a new day of life every day. Every day, she looked forward to seeing her friends who were full of warmth. She wanted to open all her senses and heart to experience the ups and downs of high school life. Even if it was a minute, she was willing to spend more time with her friends.
In Nicocoffee's bedroom, Robin took off her semi-transparent black nightdress and sprayed purple perfume on her armpits and cleavage. Without even taking her car keys, she pushed open the door and rushed to her home.
Three minutes later, she rushed back with a red face. Because she was too emotional, she forgot to put on her clothes.
At Oda Gakuen, in the empty field next to the sports field, due to the strong wind today, Boy A and Boy B stood on the table tennis table and played a perverted version of Titanic. Boy A opened his arms and made a flying pose with an invincible smile in the wind. Boy B hugged him tightly from behind, his chin resting on his shoulder. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the countless students and cameras below the stage. His crotch kept twisting and slapping Mr. A's buttocks. Luffy hugged his stomach and rolled around on the ground, laughing. Usopp teased while holding his camera,"Kiss! Hurry up! Kiss!"
The girls who had just stepped into the school pouted in disgust and took a detour. Only a few fujoshi who were always alone looked over and then secretly took a few photos with their hands focused to the maximum when no one around them was paying attention.
In the early morning, the first thing the students on duty did when they entered the classroom was to open the windows for ventilation, so it was inevitable that the class would be a little cold in the morning. When Nami was tidying up her textbooks and homework, if she felt a little cold, she would go to Sanji's place and take his black suit jacket from the back of the chair. The class monitor never said hello to Sanji when he borrowed his clothes, just like how Robin would unconsciously hold her hand when they went shopping together. This had become a part of life. However, Sanji always treated this as a good thing. Every time he entered the class, he would see Nami chatting with the girls in her coat. He would cry and wail as if he was about to die. He was so happy that he did not know what to do.
After two classes, when the sun was getting higher and the temperature was rising, Nami would go to Sanji's place to fold her coat and return it to him, then casually say thank you. Sanji took the coat and hugged it tightly in his arms. He couldn't help but stare at the girl with his heart shaped eyes and reply to her with a flirtatious tone,"Thank you for your patronage."
This kind of scene full of life charm made people feel particularly warm and made Robin envious. Therefore, Robin often took off his women's shirt and put it on Sauron. Sauron was not happy and always pushed left and right to chase Robin away. However, in the end, he often couldn't persuade the woman. He still had to put it on for a while with a red face and unwillingness. However, the clothes of a woman like Robin, who was more romantic, were not to be touched by boys, because even if they were only worn for a few minutes, they would smell like purple. Therefore, there was a period of time when Thrawn was teased by people everywhere he went, saying that he was Nicole Thrawn, Robin's new concubine. Sometimes, when the other party went overboard, Thrawn could not control his temper and turned around to punch and kick the other party. Because of this, Sauron was punished quite a bit.
Not everyone could accept Robin's personality in this secular campus. Some people would say that she was a good sex worker because of her revealing clothes or charming personality. For example, once, Boy A had mocked the woman in front of him and asked her if she was willing to be his maid, taking care of his daily life during the day and taking care of his " brother's " daily life at night. In addition, sometimes when she came to class in the morning, she would find that someone had written insulting words such as "10,000 people beheaded" and "internal shooting queen" on her desk. Although the woman tried not to care about those things, the violence still left traces of pain in her heart.
In terms of prestige in the class, Robin was not like Nami. Nami was the imposing class monitor. In the eyes of the old teacher, she was highly respected and had a bad temper. She was barbaric and decisive. No one dared to provoke her in front of her. Otherwise, they would be pulled by her hair and beaten. Robin's status in the school was very subtle. There were many people who liked her and many people who hated her. The two extremes were also very serious. Those who loved her worshipped her as a goddess every day. Even the footprints she stepped on the ground would be kissed by countless people. Those who hated her hated her to the bone. They spread rumors about her at all costs and ruined her reputation.
Robin felt sorry for her current situation, but this was her personality. It was established by her experience in that environment, and it was already fixed in those 20 years. It was difficult to change.
[I know that I have a serious flaw in my heart. Whenever I see kind people, my heart is filled with the desire to be eager to socialize. Faced with such a long reality, I gradually developed a thirst for love. The kind of hunger and thirst that came from being naked and touching each other. I don't have parents or friends, so no one has touched or hugged me since I was young. In those 20 years, even if it was just once, I wanted to experience a warm and happy life, to be hugged by my friends, to be cared for by the people I liked. However, to me, such things are always fantasies and dreams. In that cold night, I had to hug my wounds tightly and fight alone.」
(To be continued…)
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