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I’m an assassin.
Born in the Oriental island country, raised on the continent.
Without any relatives, I was taken custody by an organization.
That organization was the Assassin organization itself.
After being protected, every day is training.
The techniques to kill people were solely drilled into me.
Food and sleep too. All of my life was filled with training.
Laugh, cry, sad, rejoice. Everything was not needed.
There were other children like me. There were also children of the same age as me.
But, they were not my comrades. There was no such thing as friends.
There were no cool stuff such as rivals either.
……Everyone……is an enemy.
They are 『food』.
I was taught like that.
I fought.
It was desperate.
Although it was a training, we used real weapons.
There are injured people every day.
Of course, death is also natural.
Some of the children died every day.
……I did not want to die. So I killed.
This kind of massacre was already being done for over a dozen years.
It was only me who survived.
I lived to carry out the missions from the organization.
I have no name. A tentative name was given to me during each mission.
I was just a tool.
I knew I would be disposed someday.
But there was nothing else that I can do except killing people.
…the organization.. that was my only place.
There’s also a rare spare time between missions.
At that time, I experienced various cultures.
The entertainment that I had never touched in my childhood training changed me little by little.
That time when I was staying at a luxury hotel as a sniper.
I still had enough time until the scheduled appointment, and turned on the television for some reason.
an entertainer’s swimming competition was just being broadcast.
Wearing a bikini, the gravure idols ran around happily.
……Jealous.
I felt so suddenly.
The training was tough.
Naturally, my body becomes muscular.
My chest, which was a mass of fat, withered a long time ago.
And there’s only a hard chest like a man.
……Jealous.
I would like to wear such bikini.
I want to sway my chest and run.
……Jealous.
Because I was looking at it intensively, I almost failed my mission.
Ten years have passed since then.
I became an existence that every people knows in the underworld.
In terms of organization, there’s no need for assassins whose existence is known too much.
My age is nearing the limit soon.
It was not strange that a decision to kill me was made.
But my action was faster.
(Assassin) 「……kuhh…!」
I pierced his skull with a needle and he fell.
(Me) 「……i-it’s over….」
(TL Note: I will use ‘Me’ for this time until she reveals her name)
I have bared the organization’s fangs.
It’s a fate to be ruled out anyway. I fought to live.
Now, I have killed the top of the organization.
I won.
However.
(Me) 「……Gufuhh…..Gohhoo!」
I threw a lot of blood.
…….I’m also fatally injured.
Ahh~
What a life.
A life that has continued to be used as one orders.
I finally tried to rebel but I still can’t be free in the end.
Ahh~
How stupid.
…..sigh…
I can not feel any pain anymore, huh…
I’m going to die ….
That’s it.
Next world.
I’m going to have big breasts in the next world.
Wearing a bikini in high spirits.
I will live an interesting life.
Definitely.
……definitely.
kurokurori.wordpress.com
I’m an assassin.
Born in the Oriental island country, raised on the continent.
Without any relatives, I was taken custody by an organization.
That organization was the Assassin organization itself.
After being protected, every day is training.
The techniques to kill people were solely drilled into me.
Food and sleep too. All of my life was filled with training.
Laugh, cry, sad, rejoice. Everything was not needed.
There were other children like me. There were also children of the same age as me.
But, they were not my comrades. There was no such thing as friends.
There were no cool stuff such as rivals either.
……Everyone……is an enemy.
They are 『food』.
I was taught like that.
I fought.
It was desperate.
Although it was a training, we used real weapons.
There are injured people every day.
Of course, death is also natural.
Some of the children died every day.
……I did not want to die. So I killed.
This kind of massacre was already being done for over a dozen years.
It was only me who survived.
I lived to carry out the missions from the organization.
I have no name. A tentative name was given to me during each mission.
I was just a tool.
I knew I would be disposed someday.
But there was nothing else that I can do except killing people.
…the organization.. that was my only place.
There’s also a rare spare time between missions.
At that time, I experienced various cultures.
The entertainment that I had never touched in my childhood training changed me little by little.
That time when I was staying at a luxury hotel as a sniper.
I still had enough time until the scheduled appointment, and turned on the television for some reason.
an entertainer’s swimming competition was just being broadcast.
Wearing a bikini, the gravure idols ran around happily.
……Jealous.
I felt so suddenly.
The training was tough.
Naturally, my body becomes muscular.
My chest, which was a mass of fat, withered a long time ago.
And there’s only a hard chest like a man.
……Jealous.
I would like to wear such bikini.
I want to sway my chest and run.
……Jealous.
Because I was looking at it intensively, I almost failed my mission.
Ten years have passed since then.
I became an existence that every people knows in the underworld.
In terms of organization, there’s no need for assassins whose existence is known too much.
My age is nearing the limit soon.
It was not strange that a decision to kill me was made.
But my action was faster.
(Assassin) 「……kuhh…!」
I pierced his skull with a needle and he fell.
(Me) 「……i-it’s over….」
(TL Note: I will use ‘Me’ for this time until she reveals her name)
I have bared the organization’s fangs.
It’s a fate to be ruled out anyway. I fought to live.
Now, I have killed the top of the organization.
I won.
However.
(Me) 「……Gufuhh…..Gohhoo!」
I threw a lot of blood.
…….I’m also fatally injured.
Ahh~
What a life.
A life that has continued to be used as one orders.
I finally tried to rebel but I still can’t be free in the end.
Ahh~
How stupid.
…..sigh…
I can not feel any pain anymore, huh…
I’m going to die ….
That’s it.
Next world.
I’m going to have big breasts in the next world.
Wearing a bikini in high spirits.
I will live an interesting life.
Definitely.
……definitely.
