《-BOSS-》7.
Advertisement
Өглөө сэрхэд нэг хүнд зүйл дараад байгаа юм шиг бас их халууцаж байлаа. Нүдээ аажуухнаар нээн хажуу тийшээ хархад миний зүрх хурдан цохилж нүд минь бүлтрээд унахнуу гэлтэй л гайхаж байлаа. Хэсэг түүнийг ширтэж байхад
-'би тийм царайлаг байна уу?'гэлээ сандран өөр тийш харан юу гэ хэлхээ мэдэагүй дэмий л ийш тийшээ харна.
'Я.яагаад м.миний өрөөнд..'
'Энэ чинь миний гэр шүүдээ' гэж миний үгийг таслан хэлэнгүйтэй '10 минут' гэлээ
-юу?гэж гайхан асуутал
-хичээлдээ явахгүй юмуу? 10 минутын дараа бэлэн болсон байгаарай гэж хэлэн гараад явав
'Аэшшш түүнийг ширтээд хичээлтэйгээ мартихсан байна шдээ' нүүр гараа хурдан угаан,дүрэмт хувцсаа өмсөн үсээ самнасан болчихоод доош буухад тэхён аль хэдийн болчихсон намайг хүлээн зогсож байлаа.
_____
Сургуулийн үүдэнд ирэн тэхёны машинаас буулаа. Зарим хүүхдүүд бид 2 луу их л сониучлан харна. Би түрүүлэн сургуульруу орж цүнхээ тавьчихаад цүнхнээсээ уруулын будагаа аван охидын угаалгын өрөө орлоо. Толинд өөрийгөө хартал будаагүй ч дажгүй харагдаж байлаа. Халааснаасаа уруулын будгаа гаргаж ирэн урууландаа бага зэрэг өнгө нэмхэд л будсан харагдана. Хаалга онгойн ина орж ирэн хажууд байх угаалтуурын өмнө зогсон өөрийгөө толинд харан.
-чамайг тэхёнтой хамт ирсэн гэж сонслоо.
Би юу ч хэлэлгүй хажуугаар нь зөрөх гэсэн ч ина миний бугуйнаас барин зогсоогоод
'Тэхён бол минийх түүнтэй орооцолдоод хэрэггүй шүү' гэлээ би түүнээс гараа хүчтэй татан аваад юу ч хэлэлгүй тэрнийг орхин угаалгын өрөөнөөс гарлаа.
____
Цайны цаг болж би ч өглөө юм идээгүйгээ санан хоол аван жонгүг жимин тэхён 3тай хамт нэг ширээнд суулаа.
Жонгүгийн хажууд суун хоолноосоо нэг халбагдан. Чимээгүй л хоолоо идэн сууна. Жимин жонгүг 2 юу ч юм ярилцан сууна. Харин тэхён юу ч дугаралгүй намайг ширтэнэ. Энэ нь намайг сандаргаж байсан ч маш их өлссөн тул хамаа байсангүй.
Ина 2 дагуул охидтойгоо ирэн бид 3ын хажууд ирэн тэхёны хажууд суун нөгөө 2 охины нэг нь жиминий хажууд нөгөөх нь намайг цаашлуулан жонгүг бид 2ын голд суучих нь тэр.
Advertisement
-хэн чамайг энд суу гэж хэлсэн юм гэж жонгүг бид 2ын голоор суух охинд хандаж хэлхэд. Өнөөх охин 'убба' гэж нарийхан хоолойгоор хэлхэд жонгүг 'бос гэж захирангуй хэлхэд өнөөх охин айсаар хоолоо барин өөр санлал дээр суулаа.
Тэхёнруу хархад ина түүнийг ноолон янз бүр л болж байлаа. Тэхёнд энэ нь яршигтай байгаа бололтой хөмсгөө зангидан сууна. Би ч хоолоо идээд дуусчихсан болхоор
-түрүүлээд явлаа шүү гэж хэлэн бостол тэхён би бас бослоо гэхэд ина 'хайраа ууралчихсан юм уу?' гэхэд нь ард 'үгүэ угаалгын өрөө орчихоод ирье' гэх нь сонсогдоно.
Ахиад жаахан цаг байсан тул сургуулийн дээвэр дээр гаран чихэвчээ зүүн сандал дээр суулаа.
Хажуунаас минь нэг чихэвчийг минь сугалхад нь эргээд харвал тэхён нөгөө чихэвчийг өөрөө зүүчих нь тэр.
'Гадаа гоё байна шүү тиймээ?'
Би зүгээр л толгой дохилоо.
'Найз охинруугаа явахгуй юмуу?'гэхэд тэр нэг санаа алдчихаад 'одоо удахгуй хонх дугарлаа' гэж хэлэн босоод явчихав.
Би ч чихэвчээ далд хийн араас нь орлоо.
...
Advertisement
- In Serial19 Chapters
Star Wars : Rise of the New Order
The Order has fallen and the Jedi are dead or scattered in the Universe, all hope is lost.But what if...But what if there was a young man who could stop all this before it happens? Someone who could guide Skywalker or warn the Order of the Evil in their middleOr... Someone who makes his own order?
8 144 - In Serial37 Chapters
The Legend of Fanaura: Cursed
'Hey, need some help there?' An unfamiliar voice echoed through her mind, and she startled, losing her grip on the red phial. It rolled through the grass, away from her. "Oh shoot!" she yelped, and her focus diverted from her opponent for a split second, but it was enough to prove fatal. The beast took advantage of her distraction and lunged towards her. She tried to back away, but in her haste, she stumbled and fell. She looked at the beast, inches away from her, and shut her eyes in fear. She raised her arms to cover her head, even if she knew it was futile. Yet seconds passed, and no pain came. Then she heard the beast let out a pained yelp. She opened her eyes to the familiar sounds of battle before her. A tall man stood before her, locked in battle with the beast. He wielded a sword as long as his height, yet it didn't seem to hinder him in the slightest. She watched in awe as he swung the obviously heavy sword around as if it were light as a feather. His movements were swift and precise, and it didn't take long before the beast fell to the ground, motionless. “You alright there, miss?” The man sheathed his sword across his back, before turning to her. Her eyes widened when she heard his voice. It was the same voice who had that had spoken into her mind and the cause of her almost-fatal distraction. "You...!" she hissed.***She was the chosen one to end the war between the Goddesses when they were supposed to take care of the world balance. Refused to be the pawn of the Goddess she chooses to kill herself, thinking that it will end her obligation and suffering. But when she woke up in another body, she realized that she can't outrun her fate. Being reborn in the same world after the end of the Goddesses war in a pre-apocalyptic situation, she knew she needs to face her fate as the cursed heroine. But her path won't be easy as darkness lurks and hidden between her friends and comrades waiting to punch her in the back and ruined her journey of redemption and world saving. Would she succeed or succumbed once more?
8 127 - In Serial36 Chapters
Unstable [Pokémon Fanfic] (Complete!)
"Eevee, the Evolution Pokémon. Thanks to its unstable genetic makeup, this special Pokémon conceals many different possible evolutions."Funny, because an Eevee is unstable, everyone wants it. But because I'm unstable, my family hates me. But it's not even true.They shouldn't hate me. They should love me! I helped them out! I saved all of us! And besides, the judge said I was innocent.It's him! He should be the one no one cares about. He wants to kill me! I know it, so don't try and tell me otherwise.
8 235 - In Serial37 Chapters
A Star Falls Upon Estrea
A fantasy story taking place in a relatively peaceful era which has been lasting for two decades after the defeat of Calamity, a mysterious entity which bore hostility to everything. One of the heroes from that time, now already a middle-aged man, was getting a little bored of the peaceful era. Little did he know that something big was coming. Something which would definitely pique his interest. Updates once every two weeks on Wednesday.
8 274 - In Serial17 Chapters
Kismet Online: Root Alpha
Hayato Ichiharu was an assassin who boasted a rate of success of 100%. A king of assassins called [Psychotic fox] and a figure that struck fear even in the veterans of killers and wars. A figure no one has ever seen, not even his middleman who gave him the contracts, that has acted against corruption and sins. A virtuous assassin that never killed children, women or the elderly unless they were corrupting the nation he served. Now, after 10 years of service, Hayato [Psychotic fox] Ichiharu had finished his last job and is now trying to live a normal life as a normal university student who plays an online game called [Kismet online] and living with his family whom he had been separated from long ago. Trying being the key word because as soon as Hayato was in [K.O] he and every other player online were ‘transported' into [Kismet] by a religious cult that wanted to try and enter virtual reality.After reading the rest of what 10 year old me had written: i had came to a conclusion that it had too many plotholes, unexplained important information and a lack in character behaiviour so i have re-written the entire story and so a lot of things have changed compared to the first one i have posted.
8 284 - In Serial35 Chapters
Memento Mori
(a poetry book)Darling, are we foreign in time, or often overlooking the love we held for one another? the hush of the aftermath; sinks into your skin deeper than my staples, the chasm of my voice, that alerts the pool between your legs. lover of i, was i a lover of you, or a distant stranger? there is a devil on your shoulder, who doesn't understand, that we're alone together, in mori's playground. but this is the tragedy of love, when we end up beholding and withdrawing, and end up in a swift tune of memento mori.welcome, to the depth of every 'i hate you', and every suppressed 'i love you'. after all, we're wishing upon a fault star, my one.A book for the lost, for love, for the pain; for you.
8 347

