Singing Lady Bird

Chapter 22

"What!?"

　Mike opened the door. I looked for Iris who was screaming in the dark room, but I was unable to find her and became confused.

　He didn't miss the opportunity. He threw the empty box at his temple with all his might. Though fragile, the piece of wood that formed the box shook Mike's skull and brain, and he fell to the side as if he was dizzy. From there, Iris ran through the door.

　The gray aisle, which was left in the concrete, flickered erratically, probably because the fluorescent lamp had not been converted to brittle. As I ran through the rough corridor, I felt a pain in my leg. But he did not turn around and did not stop. In the corridor, scratches made by stepping on the glass left red spots.

　When I came to the corner of the stairs to the ground, the duo hanging out there made their eyes round. Iris did not kill the momentum and threw her right shoe as hard as she could. Sandals with thin heels hit a man's nose, but he couldn't stop it at all, and he attacked Iris while yelling Twi, but Iris calmly aimed and aimed at the man. I stuck out the heel of the sandal around my eyes .

　Despite not penetrating, the eyes were attacked, and the man shouted and restrained his eyes and sat down. When the others were frightened, Iris slipped through her hands and ran up the stairs.

　I wonder if Neu can escape safely. Seta, anxiety ran through his chest, no, he made a strong determination. I'll make a breakthrough.

　If you climb the stairs and pass through the hallway shortly after you take a breath, that's the exit.

　But until then. The arm was gripped and pressed against the wall. A hard object touched my head. It was a muzzle.

"Louise"

"Tomboys, Iris?"

　Behind Louis, the door of the room where he appeared was closed.

　The flickering muzzle and Louis' gaze had the same light. Pressed so strongly that it could assimilate into the wall, Iris distorted her face in pain. At the same time, disgust crept up from my feet. Louis crawled on the open legs of his short skirt. As he glared at her with the intention to shoot her, Louis happily poured laughter into Iris's ears.

"What happened to that boy?"

　I'm suffocating. A man named Louis Canary, unlike his younger brother, experienced a lot of headaches.

"If you're worried about your child, do you know what to do?"

　Upper arm patted with gun barrel. Physically and mentally, that cold feeling ruled my heart.

"Beauty, Iris"

"... worst of all," Iris vomited.

"That's right. You are beautiful even if you wear a washcloth. I really hate you." Louis spat, holding Iris' wrist over her head and bringing her face closer.

"Playgirl is safer than you, Iris. It's a sin for someone who doesn't think you're beautiful. I have to admit it honestly, so I don't have to mess with anyone else. Tun Iran and I did it. Be crazy for you."

"Be careful how you speak" said Louis kindly. "I don't have a hobby of stroking my brain."

　Louis's hand traced the shape as if squeezing the neck, up to the cheeks, down to the neck, and down to the chest.

　Iris pursed her lips and endured this humiliation.

　For him. Fulham do not feel this kind of humiliation. When I thought that I would be invaded as if it were carved into my heart, my consciousness shouted Fulham's name to pray.

　But the next moment, Iris noticed it.

　The first saw Tiffany's white-tombed tombstone, which she had never visited after the funeral.

　Next is Yusua— house locked house and never opened.

　And the white moon and the black eyes were revived.

　-don't be afraid.

　I always say the name of someone who is away... I ran away from where he went, and from himself.

　If I can realize it, I only have one thing to do.

　If you run away, you must come back.

　Iris gently lifted her leg and showed Louis's legs intertwined with her. Stare at Louis and blink slowly. The cat repeatedly squinted slowly, marking a sign of no hostility.

　Hands looking for dirty feet. When you achieve a sense of slimy, press your courage and hold the pain, hold it in your right hand.

"Iris"

　Iris smiled at Louis and then slammed the sharp glass shards between her ears and neck.

　Screams echoed in the narrow passageway. Iris escapes from Louis, who sits down, and runs towards the exit.

　But outside, Tui's Mafia faces lined up as if they were expecting everything.

　Until now, Iris relaxed. I can do it myself. If there was a weapon, even two people could manage it. But they were ruthless professionals and had numbers that Iris could never match.