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Translator: Mizuki
Editor: Yue
When I saw the little detective for the first time, I was a young, unsophisticated and innocent teenager. At that age, my wish was simple which is I wanted to pounce on the little detective.
As time went on, similar to a real hooligan. I began to mix myself with gangs and getting into fights. Staying in this kind of environment it was hard to avoid becoming a bad person. As negative and violent thoughts will invade their heads but I don’t think I have those kinds of thoughts in my head.
Every night I would have the same simple and beautiful dream, nothing would be able to change that dream.
I want to pounce on that little detective.
This simple yet beautiful dream saved my life.
One of my brothers had once gotten into a fight with another group. In that small bar, they realized the transition of being an action to a horror movie. The participants who were involved in that fight was either sent to enter the Bureau or the morgue.
[TN: morgue: A building (or room) where dead bodies are kept before burial or cremation]
I was included in the fight as well but my situation is different from others. Since I did not have any sort of contact with either a knife or a gun that day. It was due to the reason of seeing the little detective before the whole fight began.
At that time, the bar was still quiet. He ordered a glass of wine and drinking it slowly. I’m assuming that he was tired from work so he came here to get himself a drink. He was dressed casually wearing a white shirt which made him look innocent and delicious.
Though my mind is full of fantasies, I was furious and anxious as well. Why are you angry you might ask? It is because the top button of his shirt was not fastened properly. Was this not seduction? As for why am I anxious? It was because I knew what would happen later on. Although I am unable to tell how bloody or scary the scene would get, I do know that it would happen. As a responsible man, would I let my little detective to stay in such a dangerous place?
The answer is no. So I went over to him and decided to set up an appointment with him. Ah, wrong it’s just to meet him for a short while.
In my imagination, an invitation for a date would be enough for him to get out of the bar and if he feel cold from the cold wind then, I would be able to bring him into my embrace and warm him up to raise a good impression. I felt a little excited as I think about it,
I chose a seat closer to him. He then turned his head and looked at me. His eyes was sparkling, it was as though he had something he wanted to say to me. I waited for a few seconds but he still hasn’t spoken anything. This was making my heart itchy.
Finally, as if he could hear the call from the bottom of my heart, he said: “Do I know you?”
I was angry, all this time I am unable to forget about him! But my little detective did not remember who I am in the slightest!
I calmed myself down, he is busy with work and also the last time we last met was a year and a half ago. I am more handsome and mature compared to before, it would be certainly hard for him to recognize me. You see, I am so tender and infatuated by him that I made up an excuse for myself about him forgetting me.
Love should not be like this. First of all, I would have to find a way for him to remember me. I chose the most direct method to do this——kidnapping. I’m pretty sure he has not been kidnapped as a law enforcement officer before, he would become a Sparta if I did this to him but will he remember me if I did this?
I practised it quickly in my head. But in the end, it was me who became Sparta.
I got his gun in my hands but was then caught with the gang members.
[TN: Sparta: a person of great courage and self-discipline]
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