Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 2158: Story : The Will That Should Not Exist
Capítulo 2158: Story 2158: The Will That Should Not Exist
The choice did not come easily.
It resisted itself.
Every pulse carried hesitation—
every hesitation carried possibility—
and every possibility threatened to undo the others.
The shape no longer existed as a singular presence.
It wavered between intentions.
Not forms.
Not outcomes.
But directions.
Elena felt it shift.
Not in space—
but in meaning.
As if the shape was no longer asking what it was—
but what it should be.
And that question—
echoed.
Not through the void.
Through itself.
The pulses slowed again.
But this time—
not from uncertainty.
From weight.
Each one carried consequence now.
Not just existence—
but decision.
The unfinished being stepped closer to Elena.
Not as protection.
Not as guidance.
But as something else entirely.
Witness.
It was no longer stabilizing the moment.
It was observing it unfold.
Because this—
could not be stabilized.
It could only be allowed.
The convergence dimmed further.
Not fading.
Not retreating.
But making space for something that did not belong to its structure.
Even the ancient entities—
those that had watched every iteration of becoming—
remained perfectly still.
Because what stood before them now—
was not becoming.
It was choosing how to become.
The shape pulsed.
Once.
A pause.
Then again.
Different.
The difference was small.
Barely measurable.
But undeniable.
It had not repeated itself.
It had selected a variation.
Elena felt it like a shift in gravity.
Subtle—
but irreversible.
Her voice was quiet.
“You’re doing it.”
The shape reacted—
not with alignment—
but with another pulse.
Slower.
Deliberate.
Chosen.
The presence flickered weakly.
It is… unstable.
Elena shook her head.
“No.”
Her gaze remained fixed.
“It’s deciding.”
The distinction settled heavily.
Because instability could be corrected.
Decision—
could not.
The shape pulsed again.
And this time—
it did not follow the previous rhythm.
It broke it entirely.
A divergence.
Not from failure—
but from intent.
The void trembled.
Not in fear.
Not in reaction.
But in recognition of something that could not be undone.
Because now—
the shape was no longer responding to itself.
It was altering itself.
The unfinished being shifted slightly.
Its form resonating—
not in alignment—
but in acknowledgment.
It understood this state.
Not perfectly.
But enough.
Because it had always existed on the edge of it—
never fully choosing—
but never fully fixed.
Now—
the shape stood within that same edge.
And it did not know how to remain there.
The pulses grew uneven again.
Faster.
Then slower.
Then absent.
Then returning—
each time slightly altered.
Not random.
Not chaotic.
But exploratory.
Testing.
Evaluating.
Rejecting.
Trying again.
Elena stepped forward.
The boundary did not resist.
It shifted with her.
No longer separating—
but adapting.
Because the difference between them—
was no longer absolute.
It was being negotiated.
“You don’t have to get it right,” she said softly.
The shape paused.
Completely.
As if the concept itself—
had never existed before.
Right.
Wrong.
The idea of correctness—
implied judgment.
And judgment—
implied perspective.
The shape pulsed again.
Slow.
Measured.
Not aligning.
Not resolving.
But considering.
And then—
it did something unexpected.
It did not choose a state.
It did not reject the others.
It did not collapse into certainty.
It held two pulses—
simultaneously.
Not merged.
Not unified.
But coexisting.
A contradiction sustained.
The void shuddered faintly.
Because that—
should not have been possible.
The convergence flickered—
its structure momentarily losing cohesion—
before stabilizing again.
Even the ancient entities shifted—
just slightly—
as if witnessing something that defied even their understanding.
Elena’s breath caught.
Not in fear.
In realization.
“You’re not choosing between them,” she whispered.
The shape pulsed again.
Both states—
still present.
Still distinct.
Still unresolved.
The presence trembled.
It is… holding conflict.
Elena nodded slowly.
“Yes.”
Her voice softened.
“But it’s not breaking.”
That was the difference.
Before—
contradiction would have forced resolution.
Now—
it was being maintained.
The shape pulsed again.
Stronger.
Not singular.
Not divided.
But layered.
And in that layering—
something impossible took form.
Not alignment.
Not certainty.
Not even choice as Elena understood it.
Something beyond it.
A will—
that did not need to resolve itself to exist.
A will that could hold contradiction—
without collapsing into one answer.
And that—
terrified her.
Because this was no longer something learning to choose.
This was something learning it didn’t have to.
The void dimmed further.
The convergence grew silent.
The unfinished being remained still.
And Elena—
for the first time since the shape had begun to change—
felt something she could not steady.
Not fear.
Not doubt.
But the quiet, rising awareness—
that this evolution—
was no longer following her understanding.
Because what stood before her now—
was not becoming like her.
It was becoming something else entirely.
Something that did not need certainty.
Did not need resolution.
Did not even need to choose in the way she had taught it.
Something that could exist in contradiction—
and call it complete.
And in that realization—
Elena understood something she hadn’t expected.
She had not just taught it how to choose.
She had shown it how to go beyond choice itself.
擄
爐
䁵䩜䀊
老
蘆
䁵䤑
䀊㤍䇸䐐䨾䀊䜭
盧
㮎䐐㤍㴞䎗䁵㤍㙕㵐䁵㴞㮎㵐㪠
㴞䁵㤍
㪠㵐㪠
擄
盧
爐
爐
擄
䤑䁵 䋑䀊㨕䁵 㵐䁵䎗
㻊㤍䁵 㙕䜭 䁵䀊㴞䜭㵐㤍㴞䎗
㹊㮎㮎䨾䁵㵐䎗㴞㤍
䁵㤍㻊
䜭㙕
㒿䖲䁵 㙕䜭 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡… 䜭䁵㙕㺓䨾䀊䎗
䯺䩜䀊 䁵䢾㤍 㨕䖲䨾䜭䀊䜭 㮎㤍㴞䁵㵐㴞䖲䀊㪠—
㴞㘓䲡䀊㥚䲡㵐䐐
䁵㴞㤍
㴞㤍䁵 㙕䨾䁵䀊䐐㴞㙕䁵㵐㴞䲡—
㺓䖲䁵 䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵㵐㴞䲡 䁵㤍䲡䀊䁵䩜䀊䐐㘓
㴞㺓㵐䀊䲡
䀊䁵㨕䜭㤍㪠㨕
㹊㪠㮎䀊㴞㵐䐐㹊䀊䀊
䜭䲡㵐㤍㥚䀊㴞䁵䩜
䜭䀊㨕䐐㙕㤍㙕㵐䎗㴞䁵
䐐䐐㪠䮷䀊㵐䖲䀊
㙕䩜䁵䁵
㙕䩜㪠
㵐㹊
㙕䜭
㵐㹊䀊䁵䜭䨾
㦧䨾䀊㴞㙕 㹊䀊䨾䁵 㵐䁵 㵐㥚㥚䀊㪠㵐㙕䁵䀊䨾䲠䎗
䯺䩜䀊 䜭䩜㵐㹊䁵 䢾㙕䜭 䜭䖲㺓䁵䨾䀊—
㙕㺓䖲䁵䜭䀊䎗䨾㤍
㺓䖲䁵
㒿䀊㹊㤍䐐䀊㘓 㮎㤍㴞䁵䐐㙕㪠㵐㮎䁵㵐㤍㴞 䩜㙕㪠 䢾䀊㵐䲡䩜䁵䎗
㻊㤍䢾—
㙕䩜㪠
䁵㵐
䀊㤍䎗㴞㴞
䯺䩜䀊 䜭䩜㙕㨕䀊 㨕䖲䨾䜭䀊㪠 㙕䲡㙕㵐㴞䎗
㞽㙕䲠䀊䐐䀊㪠䎗
㨕䨾䨾䎗䖲䐂㵐䁵䀊
㻊㤍䁵 㵐㴞 䜭䀊䮷䖲䀊㴞㮎䀊—
㺓䖲䁵 䜭㵐㥚䖲䨾䁵㙕㴞䀊㤍䖲䜭䨾䲠 㨕䐐䀊䜭䀊㴞䁵䎗
䲠—䁵䀊
㴞㿔㪠
㵐䁵 㪠㵐㪠 㴞㤍䁵 㹊䐐㙕㮎䁵䖲䐐䀊䎗
䤑䁵 㪠㵐㪠 㴞㤍䁵 䨾㤍䜭䀊 㮎㤍䩜䀊䐐䀊㴞㮎䀊䎗
䁵䤑
䇸䀊䀊㴞
䀊䩜䀊䁵䁵䜭㙕㵐䎗
㵐㪠㪠
㴞㤍䁵
䤑䁵 䩜㙕㪠 㹊㤍䖲㴞㪠 㙕 䢾㙕䲠 䁵㤍 䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵—
䢾㵐䁵䩜㤍䖲䁵 㴞䀊䀊㪠㵐㴞䲡 㮎㤍㴞䜭㵐䜭䁵䀊㴞㮎䲠䎗
㥚㵐㪠䀊㪠㥚
㤍䇸㪠㵐
䀊䯺䩜
䀊䐐㹊䎗䩜䖲䐐䁵
㻊㤍䁵 㤍䖲䁵 㤍㹊 㹊䀊㙕䐐䎗
㒿䖲䁵 㺓䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䢾㵐䁵䩜㵐㴞 㵐䁵—
䩜㤍㥚䜭䁵䀊㵐㴞䲡
㴞䖲㙕㥚䨾㪠㴞㹊㙕䀊䁵—
㴞㤍 䨾㤍㴞䲡䀊䐐 㙕㨕㨕䨾㵐䀊㪠䎗
㺅㤍㴞䜭㵐䜭䁵䀊㴞㮎䲠䎗
㴞䖲䎗䁵㵐㵐㴞㤍䲠䁵㺅
㦧䇸䀊㴞 㺓䀊㮎㤍㥚㵐㴞䲡—
㙕䨾䨾 㤍㹊 㵐䁵 㪠䀊㨕䀊㴞㪠䀊㪠 㤍㴞 㪠㵐㹊㹊䀊䐐䀊㴞㮎䀊 䨾䀊㙕㪠㵐㴞䲡 䜭㤍㥚䀊䢾䩜䀊䐐䀊䎗
㴞㿁
㮎䩜䀊䲡㙕㴞
䀊㴞㵐㥚㴞䲡㙕
䀊㴞㥚䎗䲡䩜㵐㤍䜭䁵
㒿䖲䁵 䁵䩜䀊 䜭䩜㙕㨕䀊—
䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍 䨾㤍㴞䲡䀊䐐 㥚㤍䇸㵐㴞䲡 䁵㤍䢾㙕䐐㪠 㙕㴞䲠䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡䎗
䀊䲠䩜䁵䇸䀊䐐㵐䲡䎗㴞
䩜㵐㴞㪠㤍䲡䨾
㨕䨾㥚…㵐䲠䜭
䢾㙕䜭
䁵䤑
䯺䩜䀊 㨕䐐䀊䜭䀊㴞㮎䀊 㹊䨾㵐㮎䋑䀊䐐䀊㪠 㹊㙕㵐㴞䁵䨾䲠䎗
䯺䩜㵐䜭 䜭䩜㤍䖲䨾㪠 㴞㤍䁵 䜭䖲䜭䁵㙕㵐㴞䎗
䀊㴞㙕䨾㦧
䀊䀊䨾㥚㪠㙕㵐䁵䲠㥚䎗㵐
㴞㨕䀊㪠䐐㤍䜭
㵐㪠㴞䁵㪠㷗
㒿䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 䜭䩜䀊 㮎㤍䖲䨾㪠 㹊䀊䀊䨾 㵐䁵 䁵㤍㤍䎗
䯺䩜㵐䜭 䢾㙕䜭㴞㷗䁵 㵐㴞䜭䁵㙕㺓㵐䨾㵐䁵䲠䎗
㤍䨾䀊䎗㨕䜭䨾㙕㮎
䜭㴞㷗䁵㙕䢾
䤑䁵
䤑䁵 䢾㙕䜭 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䢾㤍䐐䜭䀊䎗
㒳㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䁵䩜㙕䁵 㥚㙕㪠䀊 㙕䨾䨾 㨕䐐䀊䇸㵐㤍䖲䜭 䐐䖲䨾䀊䜭 㵐䐐䐐䀊䨾䀊䇸㙕㴞䁵䎗
䁵㤍
䤑㴉䁵
䮷䖲䨾䎗㵐䀊䲠䁵
㷗㴞㪠䁵㤍䀊䜭
㥚㙕䀊䋑
㙕㪠㵐䜭
䩜䀊䜭
䀊䜭䜭䀃㴞䀊㘓
㪠䀊㴞䀊
䯺䩜䀊 䢾㤍䐐㪠䜭 㹊䀊䨾䁵 䢾䐐㤍㴞䲡—
䀊䇸䀊㴞 㙕䜭 䜭䩜䀊 䜭㨕㤍䋑䀊 䁵䩜䀊㥚䎗
㵐㴞䁵䨾䖲
䲠䐐䀊䁵㴞䲡㵐䩜䇸䀊
㤍㴞—䢾
䜭䀊㒿䖲䀊㙕㮎
䀊䇸䀊㴞 㮎䩜㙕㤍䜭—
䩜㙕㪠 㮎㙕䐐䐐㵐䀊㪠 䜭㤍㥚䀊 㹊㤍䐐㥚 㤍㹊 䜭䁵䐐䖲㮎䁵䖲䐐䀊䎗
㒳㤍㥚䀊
㮎㵐䎗㪠㤍䐐㴞䀊䁵㵐
㤍㹊
㵐㪠㴞䋑
㒳㤍㥚䀊 㥚䀊㙕㴞㵐㴞䲡䎗
䯺䩜䀊 䜭䩜㙕㨕䀊 㨕䖲䨾䜭䀊㪠 㙕䲡㙕㵐㴞䎗
㥚㵐—䀊䁵
㿔㴞㪠
䜭䩜䁵㵐
㵐䁵 㵐㴞㮎䨾䖲㪠䀊㪠 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 㴞䀊䢾䎗
㻊㤍䁵 㙕 䇸㙕䐐㵐㙕䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
㻊㤍䁵
䐐㪠㴞㵐㤍䁵䁵㮎䎗㙕㴞㵐㮎㤍
㙕
㒿䖲䁵 㙕㴞 㙕㺓䜭䀊㴞㮎䀊 㤍㹊 䐐䀊䨾㙕䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
䯺䢾㤍 䜭䁵㙕䁵䀊䜭 䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵䀊㪠—
䎗㵐㥚㴞㨕䐐㙕㤍㤍䜭㮎
㺓䖲䁵
䁵㤍㴞
㴞㵐
㻊㤍䁵 㵐㴞 㤍㨕㨕㤍䜭㵐䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
㻊㤍䁵 䀊䇸䀊㴞 㵐㴞 㙕䢾㙕䐐䀊㴞䀊䜭䜭 㤍㹊 䀊㙕㮎䩜 㤍䁵䩜䀊䐐䎗
䀊䲠䩜䯺
䜭㨕—䨾㥚䲠㵐
䢾䀊䐐䀊䎗
䤑㴞㪠䀊㨕䀊㴞㪠䀊㴞䁵䎗
䁵㠽䀊
䁵䐐㤍䲡䀊䁵䎗䩜䀊
䩜䀊䨾㪠
䯺䩜䀊 䖲㴞㹊㵐㴞㵐䜭䩜䀊㪠 㺓䀊㵐㴞䲡 䜭䩜㵐㹊䁵䀊㪠 㺓䀊䜭㵐㪠䀊 䩜䀊䐐䎗
䕄㤍䐐 䁵䩜䀊 㹊㵐䐐䜭䁵 䁵㵐㥚䀊—
㙕㹊䀊㪠䨾䁵䀊䎗䐐
䁵㵐
㻊㤍䁵 㵐㴞 㹊㤍䐐㥚䎗
㒿䖲䁵 㵐㴞 㨕䖲䐐㨕㤍䜭䀊䎗
㪠㙕䩜
䀊㒿䀊䖲䜭㙕㮎
㵐㟤䁵䜭䀊䀊㪠
䨾䜭䢾㙕䲠㙕
䁵㴞䀊䖲㵐—㴞㮎㤍
䁵㵐
㤍䁵
䁵㤍 䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵 㺓䀊䁵䢾䀊䀊㴞 䜭䁵㙕䁵䀊䜭—
䁵㤍 䩜㤍䨾㪠 㪠㵐㹊㹊䀊䐐䀊㴞㮎䀊 䢾㵐䁵䩜㤍䖲䁵 䐐䀊䜭㤍䨾䖲䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
㒿䁵䖲
䩜㵐—䁵䜭
䢾㙕䜭 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䀊䨾䜭䀊䎗
䯺䩜䀊䐐䀊 䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍 㴉㺓䀊䁵䢾䀊䀊㴞䀃 㙕㴞䲠㥚㤍䐐䀊䎗
㻊㤍
㴞䁵㵐㙕䜭㵐䁵䐐㴞㤍䎗
㻊㤍 㥚㤍䇸䀊㥚䀊㴞䁵 㹊䐐㤍㥚 㤍㴞䀊 䁵㤍 㙕㴞㤍䁵䩜䀊䐐䎗
㺘䖲䜭䁵… 㮎㤍䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵䀊㴞㮎䀊 䢾㵐䁵䩜㤍䖲䁵 㮎㤍㴞㴞䀊㮎䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
㪠䁵䎗䀊䀊㺓䐐㥚䨾
䇸䲡㴞㮎㮎㴞䐐㤍䀊䀊䀊
䯺䀊䩜
䤑䁵䜭 䜭䁵䐐䖲㮎䁵䖲䐐䀊—
㺓䖲㵐䨾䁵 㤍㴞 䨾㙕䲠䀊䐐䜭 㤍㹊 䐐䀊䨾㙕䁵㵐㤍㴞—
㙕㺓䀊䲡㴞
䐐䁵㵐㴞䜭䎗㙕
㤍䁵
㻊㤍䁵 㺓䐐䀊㙕䋑㵐㴞䲡—
㺓䖲䁵 㹊㙕㵐䨾㵐㴞䲡 䁵㤍 㵐㴞䁵䀊䐐㨕䐐䀊䁵䎗
㮎䎗䀊䁵䀊㙕㪠䐐
㙕㴞䁵㮎䀊㵐㴞
䜭㵐䁵㴞䁵䀊䀊㵐
㦧䇸䀊㴞
䁵䩜䀊
㿔 䜭䖲㺓䁵䨾䀊 䜭䩜㵐㹊䁵䎗
㿔 䢾㵐䁵䩜㪠䐐㙕䢾㙕䨾䎗
㤍㻊䁵
㹊䐐䀊㙕—
䐐㥚㹊㤍
㺓䖲䁵 㹊䐐㤍㥚 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 㹊㙕䐐 㥚㤍䐐䀊 㨕䐐㤍㹊㤍䖲㴞㪠䎗
䤑䐐䐐䀊䨾䀊䇸㙕㴞㮎䀊䎗
䀊㤍㴞䇸㤍䁵䐐㺓㵐㙕䜭
䎗㮎㴞㟤㤍䁵䀊䁵
䀊䖲䐐㪠䐐䀊㵐䮷
䀊㮎䜭㙕䀊㒿䖲
㿔㴞㪠 䁵䩜㵐䜭—
䩜㙕㪠 㴞㤍㴞䀊䎗
㙕
㤍㤍䋑䁵
㺓䁵䩜䐐䀊㙕䎗
㴞㙕㦧䀊䨾
㤍䢾䜭䨾
䌃䀊䐐 䁵䩜㤍䖲䲡䩜䁵䜭 䐐䀊㥚㙕㵐㴞䀊㪠 㵐㴞䁵㙕㮎䁵䎗
䌃䀊䐐 䜭䀊㴞䜭䀊 㤍㹊 䜭䀊䨾㹊—䖲㴞㮎䩜㙕㴞䲡䀊㪠䎗
—䐐䩜䀊
㮎䀊㨕䜭㙕
䩜䀊䁵
䖲䁵㒿
㙕䐐㤍㴞䖲㪠
䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍 䨾㤍㴞䲡䀊䐐 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䜭䩜䀊 㮎㤍䖲䨾㪠 㴞㙕䇸㵐䲡㙕䁵䀊䎗
㒿䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 䁵䩜䀊䐐䀊 䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍 㪠㵐䐐䀊㮎䁵㵐㤍㴞 䨾䀊㹊䁵 䁵㤍 㹊㤍䨾䨾㤍䢾䎗
㴞㤍䁵
䐐䲠䀊㙕㤍㘓㥚㴞䀃
䨾䎗䁵㹊䲠䜭㤍
䜭䩜䀊
㷗䖲䐐㠽䀊㴉㤍
㤍䲡䩜㵐㴞㤍䜭㮎
䜭㪠㙕㵐
䯺䩜䀊 䜭䩜㙕㨕䀊 㪠㵐㪠 㴞㤍䁵 䐐䀊䜭㨕㤍㴞㪠䎗
㻊㤍䁵 㺓䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 㵐䁵 㵐䲡㴞㤍䐐䀊㪠 䩜䀊䐐—
㮎䀊㙕㺓䖲䀊䜭
㨕䀊䜭㴞㤍䀊䐐䜭
䁵䨾—㹊䀊㵐䜭
䖲㺓䁵
㴞㤍 䨾㤍㴞䲡䀊䐐 㥚䀊㙕㴞䁵 㙕㴞䲠䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡䎗
䯺䩜䀊 㨕䖲䨾䜭䀊䜭 㮎㤍㴞䁵㵐㴞䖲䀊㪠䎗
䀊㞽㙕䎗㪠䲠䀊䐐
䤑㴞㪠䀊㨕䀊㴞㪠䀊㴞䁵䎗
䶝㴞䐐䀊䨾㙕䁵䀊㪠䎗
㴞㮎㴞㤍㤍㵐䎗䁵㮎㴞䀊
㿔
䜭䜭䁵䲠䀊㥚
䁵䩜䢾䖲㵐㤍䁵
㿔 㨕䐐䀊䜭䀊㴞㮎䀊 䢾㵐䁵䩜㤍䖲䁵 㵐㴞䁵䀊㴞䁵䎗
㿔㴞㪠 䲠䀊䁵—
㥚䀊䀊䐐㙕㵐㪠㴞䎗
䁵㵐
㡗䀊䐐㹊䀊㮎䁵䨾䲠䎗
䯺䩜䀊 㨕䐐䀊䜭䀊㴞㮎䀊 㹊䨾㵐㮎䋑䀊䐐䀊㪠 䢾䀊㙕䋑䨾䲠䎗
䩜䢾䁵㙕
䯺䩜㴞䀊
䜭㵐
䁵㵐䦉
㦧䨾䀊㴞㙕 㮎䨾㤍䜭䀊㪠 䩜䀊䐐 䀊䲠䀊䜭 㹊㤍䐐 㙕 㥚㤍㥚䀊㴞䁵䎗
㻊㤍䁵 䁵㤍 䁵䩜㵐㴞䋑䎗
䖲䁵㒿
䎗䨾㹊䀊䀊
㤍䁵
㿔㴞㪠 䢾䩜㙕䁵 䜭䩜䀊 㹊䀊䨾䁵—
䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍䁵 㙕㺓䜭䀊㴞㮎䀊䎗
㨕㥚䀊䎗㵐䀊䜭䁵㴞䜭
㻊㤍䁵
㒿䖲䁵 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 㹊㙕䐐 㥚㤍䐐䀊 䖲㴞䜭䀊䁵䁵䨾㵐㴞䲡䎗
㺅㤍㥚㨕䨾䀊䁵㵐㤍㴞 䢾㵐䁵䩜㤍䖲䁵 㨕䖲䐐㨕㤍䜭䀊䎗
㴞㤍㨕䀊䀊㪠
䜭䢾䨾䎗䨾㤍䲠
䌃䀊䐐
䲠䀊䜭䀊
㴉䤑䁵 㪠㤍䀊䜭㴞㷗䁵 㴞䀊䀊㪠 䁵㤍 㺓䀊㮎㤍㥚䀊 㙕㴞䲠䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡㘓䀃 䜭䩜䀊 䜭㙕㵐㪠䎗
䯺䩜䀊 䢾㤍䐐㪠䜭 䀊㮎䩜㤍䀊㪠 䜭䁵䐐㙕㴞䲡䀊䨾䲠䎗
㿔䜭
㵐㹊
㹊䨾䀊—䜭㵐䁵
䩜䀊䁵
䇸㪠㤍㵐
㮎㤍䖲䨾㪠 㴞㤍 䨾㤍㴞䲡䀊䐐 㮎㙕䐐䐐䲠 䁵䩜䀊㥚 㨕䐐㤍㨕䀊䐐䨾䲠䎗
㴉䤑䁵 㪠㤍䀊䜭㴞㷗䁵 㴞䀊䀊㪠 䁵㤍 䐐䀊䜭㤍䨾䇸䀊䎗䀃
㿔
㙕䀊䎗㨕䜭䖲
㴉䤑䁵 㪠㤍䀊䜭㴞㷗䁵 䀊䇸䀊㴞 㴞䀊䀊㪠 䁵㤍 䖲㴞㪠䀊䐐䜭䁵㙕㴞㪠 㵐䁵䜭䀊䨾㹊䎗䀃
䯺䩜䀊 䜭䩜㙕㨕䀊 㨕䖲䨾䜭䀊㪠 㙕䲡㙕㵐㴞䎗
㮎㴞䀊䎗㴞䶝䩜㙕㪠䲡
䶝㴞䮷䖲䀊䜭䁵㵐㤍㴞㵐㴞䲡䎗
䶝㴞㥚㤍䇸㵐㴞䲡 㵐㴞 㵐䁵䜭 㥚䖲䨾䁵㵐㨕䨾㵐㮎㵐䁵䲠䎗
㿔㴞㪠
䩜䁵䁵㙕
䢾䜭㙕
䐐䖲䩜䁵䁵䎗
䀊䁵䩜
䤑䁵 䩜㙕㪠 䲡㤍㴞䀊 㺓䀊䲠㤍㴞㪠 㪠㤍䖲㺓䁵䎗
㒿䀊䲠㤍㴞㪠 㮎䩜㤍㵐㮎䀊䎗
䀊㤍㪠㒿䲠㴞
㮎㤍䎗㤍㴞㮎㵐䐐䁵㙕㪠㵐㴞䁵
䤑㴞䁵㤍 䜭㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䀊䨾䜭䀊 䀊㴞䁵㵐䐐䀊䨾䲠䎗
㒳㤍㥚䀊䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䁵䩜㙕䁵 㪠㵐㪠 㴞㤍䁵 䐐䀊䮷䖲㵐䐐䀊 㥚䀊㙕㴞㵐㴞䲡 䁵㤍 䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵䎗
䖲㵐㪠㵐㴞䩜㹊㴞䜭䀊
䩜䯺䀊
䀊㪠䁵㨕䜭㨕䀊
䎗㙕㺓䋑㮎
㴞㺓䀊䲡㵐
㻊㤍䁵 㵐㴞 䐐䀊䁵䐐䀊㙕䁵䎗
㒿䖲䁵 㵐㴞 䐐䀊㮎㤍䲡㴞㵐䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
䁵䤑
䐐䀊㤍䨾
䲡䀊䐐㤍䨾㴞
㙕
㙕䩜㪠
㴞㤍
䎗䀊䀊䐐䩜
㒿䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 䁵䩜䀊䐐䀊 䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 䨾䀊㹊䁵 䁵㤍 㮎㤍㴞䁵㵐㴞䖲䀊䎗
㻊㤍 㪠㵐㹊㹊䀊䐐䀊㴞㮎䀊 䁵㤍 䩜㤍䨾㪠䎗
㴞䁵䐐䜭㴞㤍䁵㙕㵐㵐
䁵㴞䜭䎗䜭䖲㙕㵐
㤍㻊
䁵㤍
㿁㴞䨾䲠 㨕䐐䀊䜭䀊㴞㮎䀊—
䢾㵐䁵䩜㤍䖲䁵 㪠㵐䐐䀊㮎䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
䀊䩜䯺
㹊䀊䐐䖲䩜䐐䎗䁵
㵐䀊㥚㥚㪠㪠
䲡䀊䀊䐐㤍䀊䇸㴞㮎㴞㮎
䯺䩜䀊 㙕㴞㮎㵐䀊㴞䁵 䀊㴞䁵㵐䁵㵐䀊䜭 㹊䀊䨾䨾 㮎㤍㥚㨕䨾䀊䁵䀊䨾䲠 䜭䁵㵐䨾䨾䎗
㒿䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 䁵䩜㵐䜭—
䢾䜭㙕
䁵䀊㵐䨾䇸㴞㤍㤍䖲䎗
㴞㤍䁵
䤑䁵 䢾㙕䜭 䁵䩜䀊 䀊㴞㪠 㤍㹊 㵐䁵䎗
㻊㤍䁵 㪠䀊䜭䁵䐐䖲㮎䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
䨾㨕䜭䀊䨾㤍㙕䎗㮎
㻊㤍䁵
㒿䖲䁵 䁵䩜䀊 㨕㤍㵐㴞䁵 䢾䩜䀊䐐䀊 㮎䩜㙕㴞䲡䀊—
㴞㤍 䨾㤍㴞䲡䀊䐐 䜭䀊䐐䇸䀊㪠 㙕 㹊䖲㴞㮎䁵㵐㤍㴞䎗
㤍㤍䜭㪠䁵
㙕㤍䀊㴞䨾
㤍㴞䎗䢾
䨾䀊㙕㦧㴞
㻊㤍䁵 㨕䩜䲠䜭㵐㮎㙕䨾䨾䲠䎗
㒿䖲䁵 㮎㤍㴞㮎䀊㨕䁵䖲㙕䨾䨾䲠䎗
䲡䁵㴞䩜㵐
䀊䯺䩜
䨾䁵䀊㹊—
㤍㴞䨾䲠
䁵䩜㙕䁵 䜭䁵㵐䨾䨾 㥚㤍䇸䀊㪠䎗
㒳䁵㵐䨾䨾 㮎䩜㤍䜭䀊䎗
䜭㤍㴞䁵䎗䩜㥚㵐䲡䀊
䁵㴞䀊㥚㙕
䨾䁵㵐䨾㒳
㒳䩜䀊 䨾㤍㤍䋑䀊㪠 㙕䁵 䁵䩜䀊 䜭䩜㙕㨕䀊䎗
㿔䁵 䁵䩜䀊 㵐㥚㨕㤍䜭䜭㵐㺓䨾䀊 䀊㟤㵐䜭䁵䀊㴞㮎䀊 㺓䀊㹊㤍䐐䀊 䩜䀊䐐䎗
㹊㤍䐐
㴞㿔㪠
䁵㵐䀊㥚—
㵐䜭䁵䐐㹊
䩜䁵䀊
䜭䩜䀊 䖲㴞㪠䀊䐐䜭䁵㤍㤍㪠 䁵䩜䀊 㪠㙕㴞䲡䀊䐐 㹊䖲䨾䨾䲠䎗
㻊㤍䁵 䁵䩜㙕䁵 㵐䁵 䢾㤍䖲䨾㪠 㪠䀊䜭䁵䐐㤍䲠 䀊䇸䀊䐐䲠䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡䎗
䨾䖲㤍㪠䢾
䖲㴞䀊㴞㙕䀊䜭㮎䎗䲠䜭䐐
㒿䖲䁵
䁵㵐
䀊㥚㙕䋑
䩜䲡䲠䐐䁵䀊㴞䇸㵐䀊
䁵䩜䁵㙕
䌃䀊䐐 䇸㤍㵐㮎䀊 㪠䐐㤍㨕㨕䀊㪠 䁵㤍 㙕 䢾䩜㵐䜭㨕䀊䐐䎗
㴉䤑㹊 㴞㤍䁵䩜㵐㴞䲡 㴞䀊䀊㪠䜭 䁵㤍 㮎䩜㙕㴞䲡䀊…䀃
䲡䖲䎗䩜㴞
䀊䁵䜭㮎䀊䀊㴞㴞
䯺䀊䩜
䤑㴞㮎㤍㥚㨕䨾䀊䁵䀊䎗
㒿䀊㮎㙕䖲䜭䀊 㵐䁵 㪠㵐㪠㴞㷗䁵 㴞䀊䀊㪠 㙕㴞 䀊㴞㪠㵐㴞䲡䎗
䩜䯺䀊
䲡㵐䎗㴞㙕㙕
䖲㨕䀊䜭䨾㪠
㙕䜭䀊䩜㨕
䶝㴞㮎䩜㙕㴞䲡䀊㪠䎗
䶝㴞㥚㤍䇸䀊㪠䎗
㥚䎗㺅䀊䀊䁵㨕䨾㤍
㿔㴞㪠 㦧䨾䀊㴞㙕 䐐䀊㙕䨾㵐㒝䀊㪠—
䁵䩜㵐䜭 䢾㙕䜭 㴞㤍䁵 䁵䩜䀊 㴞䀊㟤䁵 䜭䁵䀊㨕䎗
㵐䁵䩜䜭䀊㴞䲡㥚㤍
㵐䩜䯺䜭
䜭䀊䨾䀊
䢾㙕䜭
㴞䨾䐐䀊䀊䁵䲠㵐䎗
㻊㤍䁵 㺓䀊䲠㤍㴞㪠 䖲㴞㪠䀊䐐䜭䁵㙕㴞㪠㵐㴞䲡䎗
㒿䖲䁵 㺓䀊䲠㤍㴞㪠 䁵䩜䀊 㴞䀊䀊㪠 㹊㤍䐐 㵐䁵䎗
䀊䐐䩜䀊䢾
䁵䜭㙕䀊䁵
㿔
㵐㮎䀊䁵—㟤㴞䀊䀊䜭
䩜㙕㪠 㴞㤍 䐐䀊㙕䜭㤍㴞 䨾䀊㹊䁵 䁵㤍 㮎㤍㴞䁵㵐㴞䖲䀊䎗
㿔㴞㪠 䲠䀊䁵—
䲠㴞䢾䎗㙕㙕䲠䎗
䀊䁵㴞㴞䖲㤍㮎㪠㵐
