I Am No King's

Chapter 123 – Lugalgin and Tasha, Tragedy

After that, the days went on normally. Nah! I have to say, life is going great. In the morning until noon, I spent time at school. Although there were sometimes children of the Alhold family who disturbed me, at that time my friends were willing to help.

　

During the day, I went to Sargon's orphanage, spending time with Tasha and the residents.

　

In the afternoon, I picked up Ninlil. In the past, Ninlil did not have a single friend. He would always fight with his friends when they said I was the trash and disgrace of the Alhold family. Now, Ninlil's friends are able to accept Ninlil, and me, as it is. So now he has friends.

　

At dinner, we talked about the day we had. I was able to hear our story at school with a big smile. Ninlil is getting closer to his mother. For father, at that time Ninlil was not too close to father.

　

After eating, I do schoolwork and study. Sometimes, Ninlil came to my room, asking for help with the task.

　

Day by day, I was getting closer to Tasha. Finally, when I stepped on the Junior High, I ventured, expressing feelings for Tasha who was in 3rd grade Junior High. He accepted my declaration of love. Finally, after four years together, I officially became Tasha's boyfriend.

　

Although we are not one Junior High, I am still happy. Often, on a Sunday night, I ask permission to go out. I never said I went on a date with Tasha. In fact, I've never mentioned Sargon's orphanage to anyone else.

　

Although I went out many times on Sunday nights, I never pursued the reason. Maybe I realized I had a boyfriend and let him.

　

On the other hand, Ninlil asked for an explanation. Finally, one night, I told Ninlil about Sargon and Tasha's orphanage.

　

I don't think Ninlil took my story for granted. Instead, Ninlil wanted to come with me to visit Sargon's orphanage.

　

I didn't just say it. I told Ninlil I needed their approval first, and he agreed.

　

However, unfortunately, the day when Ninlil meets with Tasha and the residents of Sargon orphanage will never happen.

　

The next day, Sargon's orphanage had disappeared. What I mean is that it disappeared, not the building. The building is still there, but the blackboard is no longer there. When I knocked on the door, the one who opened was a person I didn't know.

　

I walked around, intending to find out what happened. Door by door I knock. Shop by store I came. Strangely, I did not know anyone there. Not just the orphanage, everyone in that place had disappeared, changing into someone else.

　

I was confused, desperate. At that moment, a police car came. They said the police had reports of a strange child knocking on everyone's doors. However, I did not suspect what happened. In the police car, they wanted me to leave, forget everything that ever happened. Assume I never came to that place.

　

They dropped me off at the stop.

　

I sat at the stop. Just sit down, shut up. I don't know what's been going on. I don't know what to do. Changing afternoon. The afternoon changed night. I didn't even realize it was raining.

　

Ninlil suddenly emerged from the bus. I can't remember what he said back then. My mind is completely empty.

　

When I woke up, I was home, on the bed. That night, Ninlil slept with me. Apparently, Ninlil was trying to calm me down.

　

The next day, mom and dad asked what was wrong with me. Ninlil did not answer. At that moment, regardless of what came into my possession, I was able to develop a smile and give an answer calmly.

　

"It's okay nothing happened."

　

Mom and Dad did not pursue further.

　

Even at school I was normal, as if nothing had happened. On the same day, a new video spread. Yes, I am a healthy teenager. What I mean by new videos is porn videos, adult scenes.

　

　

I put on a headset, made sure the computer didn't pull out the phone.

　

That night was a night of regret. That night, I really wanted to end my life.

　

The video belongs to the category of gangbang, amateur video type, with a cluttered camera angle. His voice does not use a special microphone, only a mobile phone microphone or video recorder.

　

However, that's not all that concerns me. My main concern is the female lead in the video. I know that messed up hair. I recognized a voice that repeatedly shouted "stop, please stop" in my headset. That face is the face of the woman I love and love with all my heart, Tasha.

　

The video shows how the men of the son of a bitch played Tasha, then took her by force.

　

Tasha continued and continued to cry, until she finally stopped making noises. His eyes no longer showed light.it was as if he had died. However, his body still trembled.

　

It felt, desperately wanting me to shout that night, venting out all the anger, sadness, and resentment. But somehow I didn't do it. I just grit my teeth.

　

Even though I hated it, I had to replay the video. I recorded everything in the video. Starting from the characteristics of everyone involved, furniture, possible locations, and so forth.

　

That night, I suppressed all my feelings and anger.

　

Not only in the video, I remember the police who told me to shut up. Maybe, someday, their faces will come in handy.

　

Armed with only my videos, memories, and observations, I began to search for information. For Junior High School children, finding information about the source of porn videos is not easy. In that moment, I started to have a double life, a normal school life during the day, and a wild life at night.

　

Seriate

　

　

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