memo.1 / page.31 Anger Management
For the first time ever in my life I feel the urge to hit a woman...
Yagami Raito groaned inwardly upon bumping into the person he would least likely to encounter on his way home - a certain unashamed fake blonde who spooked him from dawn til far beyond dusk. This girl... This madwoman, he corrected, had driven his temper to an edge. This being of female gender, was a hindrance to his manoeuvre of divine crime. The young man cursed mentally with all his might, yet he shall not risk his life over impulses of rage by directly spitting venomous remarks on her.
Relax. I should not loose any patience. This is not myself.
He immediately closed his eyes for a few seconds. He began to meditate. But the chilling voice of that woman was raping his ears with infinite babbles.
Breathe, Raito. Deep breathe. Under such circumstances I should show my manners of being a gentleman.
"heyraitoicouldntwaitmorethantwoweeksbecauseialreadymissyousomuchsoiwasjustplanningtogotoyourplaceireallywantedtoseeyouhowaboutletsgofor
moviesoraromanticcandlelitdinnerwithchampagneormaybeicancookforyouatyourhousesinceiknowyourmotherandsisterlikemelots..."
He couldn't take it anymore and was about to strangle her at the dark street corridors. Therefore, on the next day, Raito seriously went to consult Tokyo U's Psychology professor on anger management...
19.12.04 SUN 04:11
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