TV series: Flowers for Algernon (Algernon ni Hanataba wo)

Time is priceless. Yesterday, the day before yesterday... It cannot be reversed. Time can be cruel. It absorbs us. It does not allow us to move. And all the time we hold dear. The current second world of the future, if I intended to share with you very dear.

It is said that when a person receives something, he at the same time lose something. Like it's some sort of Supreme deal. But last I... if I Lost something, what do you regret? Something very important. What should not be lost.

- Sacoto, what's wrong with you? You weren't friends before this.
- I used? The one who couldn't even write in hiragana? You mean me - a pathetic fool in the past? When there is such a person, it gives peace of mind to the people around. Because there are people who will never rise higher than they. This gives them a sense of superiority. "Oh, I'm better than this", "Thank God I'm not such a fool as he," so because you think? And so could you be kind to me. But it's not the friends and not friends and hypocrites, to satisfy his own ego. The bull's-eye? You're not particularly happy that I was smart? After all, nobody to look down.
- You... who are You?
- Who? I don't understand your question.

- If we can separate him from the colleagues and work, he can stay all alone.
- Does it matter? Loneliness will create we genius.

If you think that the old me was better, then you're obviously not friends with the head. I can assume that you grew up like a rose in the greenhouse, where contact with the opposite sex were not allowed, and the only available was a marriage of convenience. And you run from it. You feel fear and mistrust of adult men, so you chose me like a child. After a night together is not touched by you. Safe. In other words, you don't really love me. You decided to be the heroine of the book and play lovers. Am I wrong? This is our last meeting. For me it's a waste of time.

Love is the desire to limit someone. Someone to have and to wish he had you. It is very selfish. I believe that all this makes no sense. But if you decide to use someone's love, this will be the best weapon of all.

What, you don't understand, why is your heart beating next to another girl, even though you love Mochizuki? So you're embarrassed?
- I'm weird.

- Even if a joke, stop playing Zacuto!
I'm not playing. I never had the courage to love someone. I thought that if I suddenly disappear, Sakuta-San can easily cope with the loss.
- Suddenly disappear? Your parents chose you of someone?
What?
And once you were together, such as Zacuto, quietly takes it because he is a fool? Zacuto will be able to quickly forget? Turns out, the perfect partner for flirting?
- It's not!
- And how?
<...>
- I forget...

- You love Mochizuki-San?
Yes. Haruka is the most favorite girl in the world.
- By the way, I will tell you the legend about Adam and eve. They were pure and innocent, but got a mind, after tasting the forbidden fruit. At the same time they knew shame, a strong sense of embarrassment, of shame. They became ashamed that they were naked. In other words, they were able to determine the sex. Because of this, their love becomes complicated - has turned into a passion, jealousy. There was a feeling of hatred. You know what I mean? Well, let's simplify. For example, if another male touches your favorite Mochizuki, what are you gonna do?
- Another man?
- If I take you Mochizuki, what can you do?
The Khakas take Haruka?
- If we love each other?
- Haruka, you like Sensei?
- Then suddenly...
- Love? The Khakas loves Haruka?
- If Yes, what would you do? How would you feel if we love each other?
- I...
So, what are you going to do?!
- Ahh... No! No! Don't want to!