Twisting The Twisted

Chapter 33: Do I have PTSD? Or maybe Bipolar?

Isn't that why most people prefer sons?

Daughters are actually much more easy to handle, and can be a sweetheart, but they still prefer sons? This is why.

So they could support you, or do your job, or continue your work.

Whatever it is.

From a young age I have been forcefully trained for the sole purpose of beating Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

absolute hell.

If you were to ask me what is better?

Your current life where you are practically invincible, or your past life where you were just an extroverted otaku?

I would strongly prefer my past life.

I would read manhwas, mangas, and anything else about the reincarnation. 

It portrays as a very fun experience. I strongly disagree.

It's horrible.

Every now and done, I have to write a diary so I remember who I am.

And it's not like I completely remember the whole cote story, I sometimes forget.

Like how I forgot about tommorow

(Amazing transition hee hee, sorry for the depressing moment lol)

"So I guess this is all, go back to your camps and keep this meeting secret, especially you Oreki" said Tsubaki

Damn mate has no respect for me.

"Yea yea, I wont tell anyone." I said to her obviously annoyed about the fact she is talking to me as if I am a 10 year old.

"Seriously don't" She said again, and with that she and Utomia then left together to the abys

Are they dating?

Nevermind. I forgot that. Maybe?

I think I have bipolar syndrome.

"So what are you doing?" I ask Yagami next to me, since me and him were the only one left since the others left.

"Nothing what about you?" He passes me the ball

"Tsukishiro senpai told me about you" I ask him

Yes.

Now I am going to make him get out of his skin of a sheep.

"What did he tell you about me?" He asked me in the same annoying way Kushida talks.

"That you are also sent from the whiteroom" I reply to him with no filter

With the word the atmosphere darkened, even thought it was night.

HIs eyes flickered towards our environment to check for any unwanted visitors.

After confirming our complete isolation he then jumps at me trying to choke me.

Possibly for questioning.

I dodge him and on the way I hit his back with a fairly strong punch

He definitely underestimated me, I guess that's good for me.

"Cough Cough, bastard" He said which whispering

"Woah that's a bad thing to say isn't it?"

"Shut up" He said coldly