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Crushing Short Story [English/Japanese]
Added 2025-04-29 07:40:35 +0000 UTC“…Tch. You’ve gotten this small, huh?”
The man sneered as he spoke.
With each casual tap of his polished leather shoe against the floor—tap, tap—a crisp sound echoed through the room, as if declaring the imminent execution.
“Come on. Leave a little something behind on my sole. A souvenir.”
Slowly, almost theatrically, he raised one foot.
The underside of the shoe—gleaming leather, rough tread pattern—loomed like a masterpiece of domination.
Without a hint of hesitation, it descended toward the pitiful prey at his feet.
Zuuuh…
The air itself seemed to compress under the weight of his approaching step, a heavy, slow rumble filling the room.
As the distance closed, tension crackled invisibly through the space.
Crack… squelch…
The subtle sound of something being crushed, like wet paper tearing apart.
Leisurely, he shifted his weight, savoring the texture, grinding the sole firmly down into the floor.
After making sure his shoe was firmly planted over the crushed remains, he glanced casually at his watch, sighing with exaggerated boredom.
“…What a waste of time.
Next time, put up a little more of a fight, would you?”
「……ふっ、こんなに小さくなっちまったか。」
男は、にやりと微笑んだ。
革靴のつま先を軽く床に叩きつけるたび、コン、コン、と乾いた音が室内に反響する。
まるで、これから行われる”処刑”を宣言するかのように。
「せいぜい、俺の靴に、思い出でも刻み込んでみろよ。」
スローモーションのように、片足を持ち上げる。
革靴の裏――滑らかに磨き込まれた革と、無骨なトレッドパターンが、美術品のような迫力を放つ。
足元にいる哀れな獲物へと、優雅に、ためらいなく降りていく。
ズッ……。
空気をゆっくり押しつぶす重低音。
靴底と標的の距離が縮むごとに、空間がひりついていく。
クチ……ミチミチッ……。
わずかに抵抗する感触を、じっくり味わうかのように、
男は体重をかけ、ゆっくりと靴底をねじ込む。
潰される音は静かに、濡れた紙を破くように、確実に響く。
床に靴底をしっかり押しつけたまま、男は腕時計をちらりと確認し、何事もなかったかのように吐き捨てた。
「……時間の無駄だったな。
次は、もっとマシな抵抗を期待してるぜ。」
