I grasped her legs tighter and turned towards the closest forest behind #FF0000 ">(the) spacious rice fields.
Unaware of what was happening behind me#FF0000 ">, I only cared about the shortening distance between me and the forest.
All the #FF00FF ">fields on my #FF00BF ">field of vision seemed like liquid that quickly passed behind me, though they slowly were reclaiming their real view.
Oi, are you kidding? I’m getting too fatigued so fast?
With the silence around me#FF0000 ">, old memories against my own will started appearing in my mind.
They were #FF0000 ">like a beast you #FF0000 ">couldn't escape from and which would tear you apart if you loosen your grasp over yourself.
A terrifying beast created by an incident not that long ago, an incident that in the end made a birth to a different myself and forced me to wear a mask on my left half of face, which decorated by red markings was called 'A Mask of sorrow'.
I #FF0000 ">layed her down on the ground with her head slightly leaned against a tree.
Without any time to look for some herbs#FF0000 ">, I immediately began examining her to find out what kind of herbs I could use from my bag.
It's not like if I didn't know that girls had soft skin, but her#FF0000 ">s felt just too much.
Shaking my head to get rid of all the unnecessary thoughts#FF0000 ">, I rushed myself to make a liniment of herbs.
However, he#FF0000 ">'s is but a person created as a result of spread rumors, while I actually know what truly happened, I know the truth and so in the end, I'm a different person, who just bears the same body and title.