The wave has come

This ball is very big. I had a hunch that it would be a big wave. I've been through many big waves. But this wave is very strong. If you make a mistake, you will definitely be swallowed.

My clenched fists were filled with sweat. To be honest, I was afraid. Right now I didn't have the courage to face this wave. But he himself had no choice but to turn away from it either.

The place where I'm sweating in my hands It's not Inamuragasaki on the Shonan Coast or the North Shore of Hawaii. But it was in a square steel box with no escape. Tokyo Metro Hanzomon Line

In my stomach right now is a huge tropical cyclone. Sudden changes in the intestinal environment There were waves in my stomach at the same time. with aneurysm symptoms The surfers blushed at the words. 'A storm is coming', holding a surfboard and heading out to sea I think they must have gone crazy.

If a storm is coming, you have to hide. You have to go to a safe place. Unfortunately There is no way to escape this storm. There are no safe places in the subway.

——I can't take it anymore.

My heart shouted until I thought it was coming out of my mouth without realizing it. There are five stations left until we reach our destination. But there's no choice. Have to get off on the way at the next station.

“Next station, Kudanshita, Kudanshita.”

When the announcement sounded on the train I was convinced that the waves in my stomach had receded and stood up. Amateur 'surfers' would sit in their seats until the train was almost on the platform. But it's a stupid way to do it. Because the moment the train door opens, waves in the stomach will come until you can't stand up. and will be pushed in by passengers trying to board the train

It was also a waste of time to get off the train. If that were the case, he would fall even deeper into hell. I was sweating until I reached the next station. Seriously reading the value of pi that I can't remember.

I approached the door. Stand with the center line of your body touching the black vertical line of the door seal. The tip of the nose touches the edge of the rubber slightly. The feeling has gone outside the car. Now, we're ready to dive out in the shortest possible time while the door is open.

creaking creaking creaking creaking

It seems that the driver of this train is not very skilled. The response from the brakes is so strong that the vehicle shakes. The shaking became a life-threatening wound for me. I lost my stance and was unable to use my legs to hold on to the ground. Grab the handle by the door. You can only balance your upper body. Will exert force on the leg You cannot put energy into your stomach right now.

——Almost there.

Surviving both the vibrations and the waves, the door opened. In seconds a gap of thirty centimeters appeared. I thrust my right shoulder forward. half out Then leave the gap and stand on the platform. Behind me The other passengers were sure to be amazed at my speed as I got off the train with the doors still not fully open.

I headed towards the escalator I saw ahead. It was a rainstorm at the worst possible time. The only saving grace was that this was Kudanshita Station. In front of the train car I boarded, there was an escalator. Moreover, if you went straight up, you would be able to reach the bathroom in the shortest possible time.

I'm not going to brag about myself. But this was not his first time encountering a sudden storm like this. On the contrary, it could be said that he had far more experience on the battlefield than ordinary people. When I went down once No matter which station it is, my head has a record of where the restroom is. Because the rate “Get off on the way” or equivalent to “get off the train to go to the bathroom” is already more than 90%.

The next wave hasn't come yet. I walked quickly and carefully. Of course I walked up the escalator on the right side. I have to close my eyes and not know etiquette at a time like this. Having so many adults scattered around the station was much more rude.

The last line of defense in my butt is guarded by soldiers of the sphincter trained by years of experience. They had a firm determination that even if they died, they would not let them pass.

But this storm was so big that it could blow that intention away in the blink of an eye.

——That's bad.

The waves are approaching again. Even though it's not the biggest wave yet. But you can't be careless. I walked faster in “model mode” and sprinted all the way to the bathroom. Model mode is a way of walking with proper force applied to the buttocks. Breathe in a special 'shhhhh' way and use your inner thighs to walk so as not to stimulate your stomach too much.

I realized this when I watched a trainer who used to be a model before appearing on TV. I have successfully overcome many dangers by walking like this.

I saw the bathroom.

——We can do it!

The goal is a multi-purpose bathroom. that can be used by both wheelchair users or those traveling with children, I know, if it were a normal time, I would happily give it away. But my stomach was in a state of emergency right now, letting 'everyone's bathroom' bear the positive spirit. I slowly approached it with my 'Chu, Chu' breath and model mode.

The 'in use' light didn't come on. I was relieved that no one was there. The second I was relieved of my worries. The biggest, most terrifying wave came and attacked the stomach. Plus, it's a pity that it was exactly as I predicted. It was a huge wave that I had never experienced before. I was sure to be swallowed. The fear made my legs tangle together, my breath gasped, and I suddenly felt that the bathroom was further away.

——Don't give up!

In my mind, the other me was yelling at the other person for being weak. It's another type of personality that tends to come out when situations are at their limit. From looking at yourself from a high angle It feels like being released from intestinal contractions. It is a spiritual battle plan.

It's just a spiritual theory. and is a spiritual theory This battle plan couldn't push back the huge wave. But it seems to have the effect of causing it to temporarily stop. Still okay.

Now I calmed down and started counting down. The slightest retreat now could decide your fate. So I imagined the fastest and shortest possible movement. Increase concentration so you can focus on your goals as you think. at the bottom protection line The soldiers were already pushing their limits.

I pressed the round 'on' button hard, like someone who could answer questions on a program. After pressing the switch for 0.5 seconds, the sensor's slow performance is calculated. The door began to open slowly and silently.

I thrust my right shoulder in like I did when I got off the train. At the same time, he used his right leg to poke into the gap in the door that was beginning to open. The movement of the right hand and right leg at the same time is called 'Namba'. It seems to be a gapless movement used in ancient Japanese martial arts as well. I was able to enter the bathroom with my movements. 'Expert' quietly and smoothly

I can't find the round 'close' button. It's condition is different from the one I used before. Was it improved or not? I was restless, the sweat that was wet on my cheeks was slowly trickling down. The waves that had been rising up in my stomach were beginning to curl up and form a 'pipe'. If I were a surfer, this would have been a dream scenario. But with luck evil

I'm not a surfer. Plus, my stomach isn't Hawaiian either.

Found it, I pounded the 'close' button, making sure the door was closed slowly. Then turn back and forward. Eyes on the belt buckle He walked forward and unwrapped his belt with both hands.

I raised my head. All that was left was to sit on the bowl. But then my left thigh kicked against something. Until he almost crossed the line with that unintentional pain.

——Ugh.

What I kicked was a folding bed that happened to be installed in the multi-purpose bathroom. People who feel bloated often come to use it. Or use it to change baby's diapers. I think someone might use it and refuse to keep it. So I looked at the bed, but I was wrong. It wasn't 'used and refused to keep', but 'currently in use' would be a more accurate expression. Because up there was a woman sleeping.

——Why are there people here?

I thought back to 5 seconds ago when I entered the bathroom. The 'in use' light was definitely off. And the bathroom wasn't closed either. But in reality, there was a woman in front of me. That woman was not an illusion that would disappear with the blink of an eye. Release the feeling of existence that if you reach out your hand you can feel it.

The woman closed her eyes. But even in the state of closing your eyes I knew that that face was beautiful and well formed. If you were to say how good it was, It is so beautiful that even I, counting down the days of fate to '1', can still forget the time.

--center

But even if I forget My stomach still remembers it clearly. that right now we are in the midst of a storm The last line of defense in the bottom is pushing its limits. I'd like to say thank you and goodbye.

I closed my eyes like the woman lying in front of me. and then enlightenment

——That forcing the river to flow will only cause sediment.

Dirt and sand poured out of my bottom like a dam had broken. The surging brown water mercilessly stains my underwear and pants. I close my eyes and wait for the storm to pass.

Once the beige cotton pants were dyed brown and the storm passed, I slowly opened my eyes. If it was just a dream from a long time ago, it would be fine. But this was still in a 2.5 meter square multi-purpose bathroom. In front of it lay a woman with a face shaped like a Greek sculpture. When everything has come out I immediately calmed down. Then I started to worry.

——This woman Are you asleep or unconscious?

She slept with a very beautiful face. So I thought she was sleeping. But there is also a chance that you may be unconscious. Plus in the worst case You may have already passed out. However, you must check your breathing first.

I put aside the fact that my lower body was in dire condition. Then he stepped closer to the sleeping woman.

Her face caught my attention. But this woman has a very good figure. The set may be somewhat damaged. But she wore a nice gray suit. Underneath that jacket was a soft white t-shirt. The convexity of the chest draws the ideal curve. Even though he was lying on his back, he was resisting gravity. The twin hemispheres were adamant. 'We are here'

Long legs stretched out from her pencil skirt. Even though she shouldn't have been wearing stockings. But I saw that it was smooth and shiny.

——Is it time to look lost like this?

I decided to call out to her.

“Uh, is something wrong?”

First of all, there was only hope that she would wake up safely.

“Oh?”

There was a reaction, a relief, it seemed at least. Still alive The woman slowly opened her eyes. I blinked several times, painfully, and felt my presence.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

The woman jumped up when she saw my face.

——Damn if things are like this.

'Accused of molestation', four letters immediately popped into my head. 'Well, it's not locked.' 'Don't you think people sleeping in the bathroom are weirder?' 'Do you want me to endure nature's demands? Isn't that a little cruel!' Images of myself protesting loudly in court flashed through my mind. and heard the judge's dry, cool voice, 'It's really wrong' after that.

I frantically covered the woman's mouth to prevent her from shouting and quickly explained.

“Rah, wait a moment. I'm not a psychopath or a suspicious person!”

The woman pointed at my face and stopped yelling when she heard my dying attempt. But still staring at my face suspiciously

“Even if you enter the bathroom and think there is a beautiful woman you've never seen before, But I didn't think of anything strange at all.”

I myself am still stunned at what I just said. Because of this, it is often scolded by bosses at the company. 'I didn't understand anything you said.'

But it seems like any excuse that sounds bad will work. The woman said, “H~M” and got off the bed.

“Never mind, I'll believe it. It was my fault too for being drunk and sleeping here.”

——Relieved.

In addition to being made to work on holidays Still going to poop on the way. Plus, if you're going to be mistaken for a psychopath In addition to probably being stepped on and stomped on. Still being cut into pieces Then take it and burn it separately. I was relieved that I didn't have to turn to dust.

“Plus, I don't think you have the free time to harass other people.”

It was then that I realized what I was doing here. and realized that he had made a shameful mistake out of line In a sense that is different from harassment. The wet feeling of his pants and underwear was awful.

Suddenly I felt that being in such a shameful state alone with the opposite sex was torture.

——Anyway, let's go home first.

“Here, wait a minute.”

The girl who made me turn around after turning around and preparing to press the 'on' switch, checked with the bathroom mirror to make sure my makeup wasn't messed up. while speaking to me through the glass

“Is there something wrong?”

"My house is nearby. You can take a shower there, Gary."

——Gerry?

Who? But in this small closed room, besides you, there's only me.

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The wave has come

This ball is very big. I had a hunch that it would be a big wave. I've been through many big waves. But this wave is very strong. If you make a mistake, you will definitely be swallowed.

My clenched fists were filled with sweat. To be honest, I was afraid. Right now I didn't have the courage to face this wave. But he himself had no choice but to turn away from it either.

The place where I'm sweating in my hands It's not Inamuragasaki on the Shonan Coast or the North Shore of Hawaii. But it was in a square steel box with no escape. Tokyo Metro Hanzomon Line

In my stomach right now is a huge tropical cyclone. Sudden changes in the intestinal environment There were waves in my stomach at the same time. with aneurysm symptoms The surfers blushed at the words. 'A storm is coming', holding a surfboard and heading out to sea I think they must have gone crazy.

If a storm is coming, you have to hide. You have to go to a safe place. Unfortunately There is no way to escape this storm. There are no safe places in the subway.

——I can't take it anymore.

My heart shouted until I thought it was coming out of my mouth without realizing it. There are five stations left until we reach our destination. But there's no choice. Have to get off on the way at the next station.

“Next station, Kudanshita, Kudanshita.”

When the announcement sounded on the train I was convinced that the waves in my stomach had receded and stood up. Amateur 'surfers' would sit in their seats until the train was almost on the platform. But it's a stupid way to do it. Because the moment the train door opens, waves in the stomach will come until you can't stand up. and will be pushed in by passengers trying to board the train

It was also a waste of time to get off the train. If that were the case, he would fall even deeper into hell. I was sweating until I reached the next station. Seriously reading the value of pi that I can't remember.

I approached the door. Stand with the center line of your body touching the black vertical line of the door seal. The tip of the nose touches the edge of the rubber slightly. The feeling has gone outside the car. Now, we're ready to dive out in the shortest possible time while the door is open.

creaking creaking creaking creaking

It seems that the driver of this train is not very skilled. The response from the brakes is so strong that the vehicle shakes. The shaking became a life-threatening wound for me. I lost my stance and was unable to use my legs to hold on to the ground. Grab the handle by the door. You can only balance your upper body. Will exert force on the leg You cannot put energy into your stomach right now.

——Almost there.

Surviving both the vibrations and the waves, the door opened. In seconds a gap of thirty centimeters appeared. I thrust my right shoulder forward. half out Then leave the gap and stand on the platform. Behind me The other passengers must have been stunned by my rapid descent into the train with the doors still not fully open.

I headed towards the escalator I saw ahead. It was a rainstorm at the worst possible time. The only saving grace was that this was Kudanshita Station. There was an escalator in front of the train car I was riding. Moreover, if you go straight up, you can reach the bathroom in the shortest possible time.

I'm not going to brag about myself. But this was not his first time encountering a sudden storm like this. On the contrary, it could be said that he had far more experience on the battlefield than ordinary people. When I went down once No matter which station it is, my head has a record of where the restroom is. Because the rate “Get off on the way” or equivalent to “get off the train to go to the bathroom” is already more than 90%.

The next wave hasn't come yet. I walked quickly and carefully. Of course I walked up the escalator on the right side. I have to close my eyes and not know etiquette at a time like this. Having so many adults scattered around the station was much more rude.

The last line of defense in my butt is guarded by soldiers of the sphincter trained by years of experience. They had a firm determination that even if they died, they would not let them pass.

But this storm was so big that it could blow that intention away in the blink of an eye.

——That's bad.

The waves are approaching again. Even though it's not the biggest wave yet. But you can't be careless. I walked faster in “model mode” and sprinted all the way to the bathroom. Model mode is a way of walking with proper force applied to the buttocks. Breathe in a special 'shhhhh' way and use your inner thighs to walk so as not to stimulate your stomach too much.

I realized this when I watched a trainer who used to be a model before appearing on TV. I have successfully overcome many dangers by walking like this.

I saw the bathroom.

——We can do it!

The goal is a multi-purpose bathroom. that can be used by both wheelchair users or those traveling with children, I know, if it were a normal time, I would happily give it away. But my stomach was in a state of emergency right now, letting 'everyone's bathroom' bear the positive spirit. I slowly approached it with my 'Chu, Chu' breath and model mode.

The 'in use' light didn't come on. I was relieved that no one was there. The second I was relieved of my worries. The biggest, most terrifying wave came and attacked the stomach. Plus, it's a pity that it was exactly as I predicted. It was a huge wave that I had never experienced before. I was sure to be swallowed. The fear made my legs tangle together, my breath gasped, and I suddenly felt that the bathroom was further away.

——Don't give up!

In my mind, the other me was yelling at the other person for being weak. It's another type of personality that tends to come out when situations are at their limit. From looking at yourself from a high angle It feels like being released from intestinal contractions. It is a spiritual battle plan.

It's just a spiritual theory. and is a spiritual theory This battle plan couldn't push back the huge wave. But it seems to have the effect of causing it to temporarily stop. Still okay.

Now I calmed down and started counting down. The slightest retreat now could decide your fate. So I imagined the fastest and shortest possible movement. Increase concentration so you can focus on your goals as you think. at the bottom protection line The soldiers were already pushing their limits.

I pressed the round 'on' button hard, like someone who could answer questions on a program. After pressing the switch for 0.5 seconds, the sensor's slow performance is calculated. The door began to open slowly and silently.

I thrust my right shoulder in like I did when I got off the train. At the same time, he used his right leg to poke into the gap in the door that was beginning to open. The movement of the right hand and right leg at the same time is called 'Namba'. It seems to be a gapless movement used in ancient Japanese martial arts as well. I was able to enter the bathroom with my movements. 'Expert' quietly and smoothly

I can't find the round 'close' button. It's condition is different from the one I used before. Was it improved or not? I was restless, the sweat that was wet on my cheeks was slowly trickling down. The waves that had been rising up in my stomach were beginning to curl up and form a 'pipe'. If I were a surfer, this would have been a dream scenario. But with luck evil

I'm not a surfer. Plus, my stomach isn't Hawaiian either.

Found it, I pounded the 'close' button, making sure the door was closed slowly. Then turn back and forward. Eyes on the belt buckle He walked forward and unwrapped his belt with both hands.

I raised my head. All that was left was to sit on the bowl. But then my left thigh kicked against something. Until he almost crossed the line with that unintentional pain.

——Ugh.

What I kicked was a folding bed that happened to be installed in the multi-purpose bathroom. People who feel bloated often come to use it. Or use it to change baby's diapers. I think someone might use it and refuse to keep it. So I looked at the bed, but I was wrong. It wasn't 'used and refused to keep', but 'currently in use' would be a more accurate expression. Because up there was a woman sleeping.

——Why are there people here?

I thought back to 5 seconds ago when I entered the bathroom. The 'in use' light was definitely off. And the bathroom wasn't closed either. But in reality, there was a woman in front of me. That woman was not an illusion that would disappear with the blink of an eye. Release the feeling of existence that if you reach out your hand you can feel it.

The woman closed her eyes. But even in the state of closing your eyes I knew that that face was beautiful and well formed. If you were to say how good it was, It is so beautiful that even I, counting down the days of fate to '1', can still forget the time.

--center

But even if I forget My stomach still remembers it clearly. that right now we're in the midst of a storm The last line of defense in the bottom is pushing its limits. I'd like to say thank you and goodbye.

I closed my eyes like the woman lying in front of me. and then enlightenment

——That forcing the river to flow will only cause sediment.

Dirt and sand poured out of my bottom like a dam had broken. The surging brown water mercilessly stains my underwear and pants. I close my eyes and wait for the storm to pass.

Once the beige cotton pants were dyed brown and the storm passed, I slowly opened my eyes. If it was just a dream from a long time ago, it would be fine. But this was still in a 2.5 meter square multi-purpose bathroom. In front of it lay a woman with a face shaped like a Greek sculpture. When everything has come out I immediately calmed down. Then I started to worry.

——This woman Are you asleep or unconscious?

She slept with a very beautiful face. So I thought she was sleeping. But there is also a chance that you may be unconscious. Plus in the worst case You may have already passed out. However, you must check your breathing first.

I put aside the fact that my lower body was in dire condition. Then he stepped closer to the sleeping woman.

Her face caught my attention. But this woman has a very good figure. The set may be somewhat damaged. But she wore a nice gray suit. Underneath that jacket was a soft white t-shirt. The convexity of the chest draws the ideal curve. Even though he was lying on his back, he was resisting gravity. The twin hemispheres were adamant. 'We are here'

Long legs stretched out from her pencil skirt. Even though she shouldn't have been wearing stockings. But I saw that it was smooth and shiny.

——Is it time to look lost like this?

I decided to call out to her.

“Uh, is something wrong?”

First of all, there was only hope that she would wake up safely.

“Oh?”

There was a reaction, a relief, it seemed at least. Still alive The woman slowly opened her eyes. I blinked several times, painfully, and felt my presence.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

The woman jumped up when she saw my face.

——Damn if things are like this.

'Accused of molestation', four letters immediately popped into my head. 'Well, it's not locked.' 'Don't you think people sleeping in the bathroom are weirder?' 'Do you want me to endure nature's demands? Isn't that a little cruel!' Images of myself protesting loudly in court flashed through my mind. and heard the judge's dry, cool voice, 'It's really wrong' after that.

I frantically covered the woman's mouth so she wouldn't yell and quickly explained.

“Rah, wait a minute. I'm not a psychopath or a suspicious person!”

The woman pointed at my face and stopped yelling when she heard my dying attempt. But still staring at my face suspiciously

“Even if you enter the bathroom and think there is a beautiful woman you've never seen before, But I didn't think of anything strange at all.”

I myself am still stunned at what I just said. Because of this, it is often scolded by bosses at the company. 'I didn't understand anything you said.'

But it seems like any excuse that sounds bad will work. The woman said, “H~M” and got off the bed.

“Never mind, I'll believe it. It was my fault too for being drunk and sleeping here.”

——Relieved.

In addition to being made to work on holidays Still going to poop on the way. Plus, if you're going to be mistaken for a psychopath In addition to probably being stepped on and stomped on. Still being cut into pieces Then take it and burn it separately. I was relieved that I didn't have to turn to ashes.

“Plus, I don't think you have the free time to harass other people.”

It was then that I realized what I was doing here. and realized that he had made a shameful mistake out of line In a sense that is different from molestation. The wet feeling of his pants and underwear was awful.

Suddenly I felt that being in such a shameful state alone with the opposite sex was torture.

——Anyway, let's go home first.

“Here, wait a minute.”

The girl who made me turn around after turning around and preparing to press the 'on' switch, checked with the bathroom mirror to make sure my makeup wasn't messed up. while speaking to me through the glass

“Is there something wrong?”

"My house is nearby. You can take a shower there, Gary."

——Gerry?

Who? But in this small closed room, besides you, there's only me.

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