Son of Destruction Chapter 1.1

&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip; Over Ma &h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip; Soma &h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;
Who? Who’s calling me?
&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip; Soma &h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip; Ira’ &h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip; summoning &h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip; Soma &h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;
Who? Who is it?

I woke up in my room after hearing someone call my name.
Since there was no school today, I stayed up all night reading a weekly magazine and it seemed like I fell asleep while reading. The sloppy state of my room was revealed by the light from the sun. There was manga and clothing scattered all over the place.
Lifting my face off the magazine, the pages that had stuck to my cheeks peel off and make a Periperi  sound.
“Wow&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;”
I looked in the mirror next to my bed and saw the face of a boy with darkened bags under his eyes.
My short black hair emphasized my dark eyes.
My facial features expressed a feeling of childishness which in turn caused older women to give me the evaluation that I looked cute. How embarra.s.sing. However, because of the magazine pressing on my cheek while I was sleeping, I looked rather stupid.
While rubbing off the ink on my cheek with the back of the hand, I gave a big yawn and walked downstairs.
“Is there a problem Mother? Did you call?!”
“What do you mean, Aoiuma? I didn’t call you.”
From the direction of the kitchen, mother’s voice was heard along with the sound of popping oil in the frypan.
I must’ve misheard it Aoiuma thought.
“I was right, Aoiuma. I’ve used all of the oil for the deep fried tofu. Since I wanted to make tempura later, can you go grab it from the store?”
“Yeah. I’ll get it”
I went to the front door to put on my shoes and picked up the key to my bike lock.
Then, I reached out and tried to open the door.
Suddenly, my vision blurred.
I wondered if I was still waking up since I was feeling a little woozy, but the dizziness got even worse. Finally, I couldn’t stand it so I sat down, but the dizziness did not leave.
Then, without warning, I felt a pressure holding me down that prevented me from standing up.
“Aoiuma, you have forgotten your wallet.”
I tried to answer the voice of the mother, but I couldn’t say anything. It felt like something in my stomach came up to my throat and clogged my voice. I tried to call to my mother for help and reached out to the doork.n.o.b in order to stand up.
Welcome &h.e.l.lip; soma &h.e.l.lip;, Soma &h.e.l.lip;
While listening to the auditory hallucinations, my hand hung in the air failing to grab the doork.n.o.b.
“Aoiuma, you forgot your wallet&h.e.l.lip;.Aoiuma?”
When my mother came with a wallet, only a set of keys were on the ground. I was nowhere to be seen.