“Trash!!” the middle-aged man exclaimed suddenly as he threw the stone against the floor, breaking the former into pieces. “Absolute trash!! What the hell are you puffing your chest out for, trash?!! You’re even worse trash than what my son shits out after eating pig crap for weeks!!” the middle-aged man was completely …show more content…
Oi, oi old man! That’s no good! What if the poor fella suddenly grows a pig tail? Wouldn’t he become a circus joke around the village?” the youth scrutinized the middle-aged man deeply and even lectured the latter, giving him a valuable life …show more content…
He always kept to the western side of the village that he was familiar with, but the alley he found himself in was a complete novelty to him. Looking up at the sky, it looked like the sun would soon fade and night would emerge. He felt his stomach rumble yet, a mere moment later, his crack clenched up firmly. The two parts that were supposed to be cooperating seemed to be currently at war, leaving him helpless. Sighing yet again, he wandered on and on, until night had fully taken place. The village had calmed somewhat, with windows of the houses glistening in light gold from the lanterns burning inside. Finding a slightly hidden alley, Lino went inside and hid, crouching against the wall and tightly wrapping his arms around his knees. It’s no good…
He had soon lost the sense of time and drifted off into nothingness. His body felt extremely light and he collapsed sideways, happily snoring without a care in the world. Night passed quickly, and Lino heard bustling of the village early in the morning as he slowly opened his eyes. He first sat up and stretched, yawning lightly as he wiped his eyes. Opening them, he saw a rather sturdy knee in front, leaving him confused. He blinked a few times, yet the knee was still there. Is it a new race of people? Tsk, they just keep spawning. People really have to start controlling their