This... how can this be?
What kind of joke is this?
Mono instinctively rejected this idea.
It was absolutely impossible for him to take off the paper bag in front of Six.
Because even now, he wasn't sure if Six could see something from his childhood face.
Although the grown-up Mono, twisted by hatred, anger, and resentment, looked vastly different from him and had no resemblance whatsoever.
But no one could guarantee there wouldn't be an accident.
What if, just *if*, Six really saw something?
Then it wasn't impossible for her to develop a desire to kill him because of it.
He had gone through so much trouble to get Six to trust him, even if only temporarily.
If all that turned to dust because he took off the bag, the loss would be too great.
So, no matter how you looked at it, taking off the paper bag wasn't a rational thing to do.
...
"This... can't be taken off," Mono refused.
Hearing this, Sam looked at Mono, puzzled. "Why... can't it be taken off?"
"Hmm..." Mono was silent for a moment. "Because... I'm very ugly, unfit to be seen."
This reason works. If you're ugly, you should probably wear a mask, right?
Sam shook her head:
"Mono isn't ugly, I know."
Although she had never seen Mono's face, eyes don't lie.
If someone with such bright, pure eyes was an ugly person,
then there would be no beautiful people left in the world.
"How am I not ugly?" Mono hurriedly cried out. "Let me tell you, even Neck Person Teacher is better looking than me."
"Sometimes, I feel sick just looking at myself."
Mono "argued" for himself.
Although Six's words made him happy,
he would never admit he was handsome.
Because if he admitted it, wouldn't he have to take off the paper bag?
Seeing Six still staring at him.
"Ahem, that, I advise you not to look either, otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight. Even if you do fall asleep, you'll definitely have nightmares."
"Believe me, I'm not lying."
He had to make Six give up on this idea.
Of course, if one day he could pin Six down... well, if he could defeat her, then he wouldn't mind showing his face.
But who told him his cheat ability wasn't strong enough right now?
Hearing this, Sam spoke again, faintly:
"I... want to see Mono's appearance, is that not okay?"
She vaguely sensed something.
He... was avoiding it.
Why?
Sam's gaze fell on Mono's paper bag again.
Could it be that he was... the same as her?
Likewise, buried deep in his memory was pain related to certain things.
And wearing the paper bag was his reason for it.
...
Hearing Six's words that seemed to carry a hint of a request, Mono hesitated for a second, or perhaps half a second, before decisively shaking his head.
"No, I've said it before. This is a symbol of my personal taste. If you want me to take it off, unless... In short, it's impossible. Don't even think about it. Just go to sleep properly."
Seeing this, Sam silently stared at Mono.
"What are you looking at? Looking won't help," Mono flatly ignored her.
Then he walked to the side. He couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to Six.
They were living a precarious life hand-to-mouth right now, why be so curious?
Didn't he know curiosity killed the cat?
Six faintly withdrew her gaze.
...
Time passed slowly.
Eating and drinking your fill and then sleeping soundly.
This is one of life's great pleasures.
Mono lay quietly on the edge of the bed, with Six beside him.
Of course, although lying on the same bed, nothing could possibly happen.
Because they were still young.
Mono's breathing was steady.
Six's breathing was also steady.
Both of them seemed to be asleep.
However, suddenly, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, the surroundings were now a dark expanse.
Six slowly turned her head and looked at the person lying beside her.
Although the environment was dim and dark,
under the faint light, he seemed to emit a faint glow.
Appearing somewhat unreal.
Sam's gaze moved up, landing on the paper bag Mono wore.
Wearing a paper bag while sleeping, he was probably the first person she had ever seen do that.
Hmm... maybe also the last.
No one sleeps with a paper bag on their head, right?
Sam slowly turned onto her side.
The distance closed instantly.
She could hear faint breathing.
After watching quietly for a while, she slowly raised her hand, lowering it towards Mono's head covering.
However, just as her small hand was about to land on Mono's paper bag.
"Ah~ No!"
Mono, whose breathing had been even and steady, suddenly let out a cry.
This made Six's heart jump, and she quickly retracted her hand.
However, just as she thought Mono had noticed something, murmuring reached her ears:
"No, they're all mine, don't take them~"
Sam stared blankly at Mono.
So he was talking in his sleep?
What was he dreaming about?
Who was trying to take his things?
Confusion flashed in Sam's eyes.
However, soon, Mono's breathing became steady again.
Sam blinked her eyes and raised her hand once more.
"Ah~ No, don't!" Mono cried out again.
Six's movements froze in place.
She turned her gaze, staring at Mono.
"Don't eat that, it's... it's... poop~"
Six fell silent.
So, just what kind of dream was she having?
However, Mono soon quieted down again.
Her hand smoothly landed on the paper bag this time.
*Rustle rustle~*
Under the dim glow of the night, a sound came.
Like a mouse scratching at a grain storehouse, like a cat clawing at plastic.
Finally, in the darkness, silence returned.
Little Six's face was blank, her gaze falling on the light and shadow before her.
In the moonlight, she saw a neat, still somewhat youthful face, emanating a faint, gentle glow.
"Mono..."
Little Six murmured unconsciously.
This was the first time she had seen Mono's full appearance clearly.
When Mono ate or at other times, at most the lower half of his face would be visible.
But now, it was incredibly clear.
Little Six stared intently at Mono.
This was her friend.
She wanted to remember him well.
Arched eyebrows, thin lips, a lean face, delicate nose and ears, and neat, short-cropped hair just like hers.
Six examined carefully.
Mono's appearance wasn't much different from what she had imagined.
It was memorable.
He looked so adorable, so why... why was his mouth so foul?
And his personality was pretty terrible too. (Mono: Adorable your sister! I'm a guy, dammit!)
At least, that's how it was for her.
Little Six watched for a while longer, then her gaze settled on Mono's pale lips.
She suddenly stopped moving.
Two images flashed through her mind.
She raised her hand, touched her own lips, then touched her own cheek.
A flicker of confusion passed through her eyes.
That feeling back then was really strange.
...
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