The lyrics of the song are a gentle whirlpool. The triad is a gentle whirlpool, then severe frosts, then heat

Damn it, what a pain! Where I am?! The pain begins to subside, but I'm not dying. I breathe, I hear, I hear... And if you open your eyes? I have matured! No, it's better to close your eyes. There is addiction. The tunnel, shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow, is trying to give me an epileptic attack.

"Wolfgang, tell me we're dead and this is Hell."

Nervously giggling, I squeezed out of myself, trying to hold back the rolling tears. This place is worse than Hell! My eyes just can't take it.

“Wolfgan, why are you silent? Thinking? Hey, furry, why are you silent? This is not funny, where are you?!”

I fell into darkness and opened my eyes to find only a scorched wasteland without my regular demon. I doubt that his ten-meter carcass can hide among these trees. Where the hell is he?!

Young man, is this your first time going to Youkai Academy? - someone's voice was heard from the outside world, and I hurried back. It sucks. Without him, I'll die of boredom! Who will be ringing over my ear? Is it stupid to joke? Bli-i-in, but where does he wear it ?! He couldn't just disappear!

Yeah. - I automatically answered, still delving into my own thoughts. He couldn't escape just like that, because he doesn't have his own body. There is nowhere to disappear either, because in fact he lived in me, and if I am here, then he should not have disappeared anywhere. Or were we torn to different worlds after death?

Then keep in mind, there you will know fear, - the bus driver said confidently and adjusted the rear-view mirror. Know fear? Wait, what did he say, where am I going there? Youkai Academy? Behemoth said that these are spirits and demons that cannot go to Hell until death. I'll arrange a one-way trip for them...

With another sigh, I noticed that something was pressing against my chest. Opening my jacket pocket, I saw an army knife and a small note wrapped around it.

"Your target is Alucard."

Only three words, and I was already shivering. Alucard, Count Dracula, Vlad the Impaler, whatever you call him, and he makes my hamstrings tremble. Dracula is also a nosferatu, like me, but he's a fucking vampire! Where can I go against him? Even if I also bear the title of king of the undead, but I have only three years of experience, and he had whole centuries! He lost his castle, kingdom and subjects, no one loves him, and he himself does not love anyone ... Although, maybe everything is not so bad? Yeah. That with a bare ass on a tank to run, waving the Nazi flag. It's hopeless. We need to develop a plan, otherwise I'm a khan. With Wolfgang, there would still be at least some chance, but he, the dog, fell through the ground! Okay, I'll think of something.

As soon as I finished the monologue, we stopped. Oh come...

"The water is red, the sky is blue, what the hell am I doing here."

I smiled sadly, looking at the endless red sea, stretching to the horizon. Is this blood? I do not think so. Doesn't smell like blood. Demonic seaweed? Yeah. Well, even there is no one to tell me to stop smacking crap! What am I going to do without this pain in the ass?!

Be careful, young man, - the bus driver threw and, closing the doors, rolled back into the tunnel.

Yeah. How not to kill someone out of fright, - I scratched the back of my head, checking if the knife was in place, and trudged along one single path leading somewhere into a dead forest.

And I like it here. Gravestones, dead trees, bats uporotymi to the edge ... Lapota. But everything haunts me this frail little body that I got! He seems to have never seen any dumbbells, or barbells, or even any weights in his life. Muscles at least, and even those can hardly cope. How am I going to kill Alucard with this body? Although, I think he himself will die of laughter when he sees me with this toothpick at the ready. Oh, my life is a tin!

Carefully! - a girlish cry was heard from the right and something very heavy at great speed dug into me. This body is about to fall apart! Be careful, damn it! I'm not rubber. Now I, your mother, crystal. One spit and I'm dead.

Having hardly risen from the ground, I nevertheless felt around with the eyes of the one who knocked me down and on what. A girl of sixteen years old on a bicycle ... Oh, how appropriate Wolfgang's joke about a monkey with a grenade would be appropriate now.

Didn't get hurt? I offered my hand to the girl, writhing a little in pain. She barely touched me, and I'm already like after five days of torture from Valuev.

No thanks. - the girl gave me her hand, and our eyes met, and something in me began to break out. It seems to be my body's breakfast. Pink snot, perhaps, will be more terrible than any higher vampire ...

“We need to get rid of her as soon as possible, otherwise I’ll be dead before I get to Dracula. Now, by the way, the prospect of dying at the hands of a vampire does not seem so bad to me! At least I'll die quickly and like a real soldier! And not this…”

I'm sorry, my vision is dark. I have anemia, - Stop looking at me! Oh, and sucks me something ...

Nothing, - I managed to squeeze out of myself, trying to hide as quickly as possible from this clot of pink snot and everything that makes me sick.

You have blood! - the girl screamed, running up to me. Where is my blood? Yomayo, this damn sharpening almost killed me myself!

I'll survive, - I hissed, trying to get away from her as quickly as possible. Go away, creature, why are you clinging to me like a bath leaf?!

Sorry, but I'm a vampire, - the girl grabbed my shoulders with superhuman strength, and then I felt a painful bite on my neck. Vampire?!

I quickly grabbed her by the head and threw her over me, giving a tear from all legs. Damn it, the first few minutes and I already stumbled upon Alucard! Old pervert, can he choose his guises more selectively!? I liked him more in the form that I saw on our motherfucking TV screens! Yes, and put on makeup ... That man from the bus was right! This is a very scary place!

After a few minutes of running at full speed, I began to choke and literally fall to the ground. Did the previous owner even run? Or has he been with a cigar in his mouth since childhood? I ran nothing at all, and I'm already suffocating like an asthmatic. Oh, I think I found this very academy. I hope that at least there will not be such nightmares, otherwise I will hang myself on this damn tie today!

After wandering around the academy for several minutes, I finally found my class, into which I was literally dragged.

Hello everyone and welcome to the Demon Academy. I, Nekonome, are your homeroom teacher. - our teacher introduced himself to us, and I realized that I had got, if not into a fool, then definitely into one of the last circles of Hell, where they are now tormenting me for everything that I have done. Couldn't they give you a proper name? I see that you are a cat. Well, more precisely, that you have cat ears and two tails. Where am I?..

“Now you need to choose a branch higher and stronger, so that it is more convenient to hang yourself. Yeah, that one looks pretty solid. So I'll hang on to it."

I think everyone understands everything anyway, but just in case, let me remind you that our college is for demons. Now people rule the world. And in order to survive, we demons must coexist with them, - the girl blurted out, leaning her hands on her table.

“Hmm, did I hear a clever thought? Yes, she got me interested too! Okay, let's postpone suicide until more boring times."

And therefore, college rule number one: unless absolutely necessary, students are forbidden to leave human form, - the teacher took a pointer and began to indicate to her the rules written on the blackboard.

“My mother is a woman ... There are Chinese squiggles, and I read them like my native language! What's wrong with this body?!"

Rule number two: no one should know about your true appearance.

“But this seems illogical to me. What is the point of hiding if you are all of the same horned brethren here?”

Heh, boring rules, - the guy sitting to my right drawled. Where can I get a bigger and more powerful magnet to set all this piercing in motion?

And you... Saizo Komiya, right? our manager asked in a cheerful tone, looking into the magazine. And she, like, nothing. If only it wasn't for her name...

Eat these people and be done with it,” the guy said smugly, leaning back in his chair. - I'd love to, teacher.

Don't choke, motherfucker," I hissed softly, rolling my eyes up to the ceiling. This idiot apparently doesn't even know about such a thing as an atomic bomb. It will blow once and not even a speck of dust will remain from you.

The guy turned his head towards me and was about to say something, when the teacher interrupted him.

No, it's not possible at all. And besides, there are no people here. Teachers and students are demons. We are under cover. Any person who inadvertently gets here will be killed on the spot, - the cat declared in the same joyful tone. Will be killed on the spot, then? Seems like I know what I'm going to do.

As soon as I turned my head back to that guy, Komui, I started to laugh wildly at his muzzle. Orochimaru is tattered, shove that tongue deep into your...

Sorry I'm a little late! - The door to the classroom opened and the same vampire that I met about ten minutes ago entered the room. Unfortunately, she definitely can't be Alucard. The character is not even close to the highest vampire. Not an ounce of honor or dignity. It's a pity. I was hoping to get rid of her among the first.

What is your name? - Asked the teacher, looking for her name in the magazine.

My name is Moka Akashiya. Nice to meet.

“I feel bad again! Teacher, I need a pistol and nine silver rounds!”

Passing by me, the girl looked down in a strange way, but at the same time she smiled good-naturedly. God, this smells bad...

Something smells like a human, - Komui grimaced, looking at me with an evil look. No, this horned one brought me out. Excuse me, but I'm not going to tolerate such an appeal to my person! Am I a Nosferatu or who after all? Yes, I'm human, what's next? Do you have to rot for the rest of your life? This is racial discrimination! I'll sue you to hell!

Do you have something against people? I asked directly, turning to the demon. The whole class fell silent and hatched at me like I was crazy.

So are you human? - asked the tongued one, grinning maliciously. Smile, smile, and for now I will build up this puny body of pure muscles. Thanks to Wolfgang for showing me how it's done, otherwise I'd be in full swing right now.

Let's all calm down. This must be just a joke... Tsukune Aono, right? Is this just a joke? - the girl asked in an excited voice, tucking her tails and covering her ears. It is necessary to play for time until I bring this body to at least the level of a normal person, otherwise this dystrophic will soon blow away by itself.

The suit began to stretch a little, and the wound opened and expanded, making it clear that the limit had been reached. The leather has held up a little, but it's better than nothing. At least now I can run away faster than I start to choke. Only about ten seconds had passed since the question, but a heavy atmosphere had already hung in the classroom. One of my words and this big-mouthed guy will take off, most likely grab me with his tongue or hands. You need to unbalance him and drape to the exit. I'll have some chance there.

Without giving an answer, I jumped off the chair and with all my strength moved my foot along the leg of his seat, breaking it and knocking the demon to the ground. Judging by his screams, he also bit his tongue. But it was nefig to show the tongue!

Jumping over the railing, I found myself on the first floor. So, now to the entrance!

Well, stop! Komui yelled, gurgling a little. Here, bleed!

Follow me, brake! - I showed him the middle finger on the run and flew out of the front door into the street, immediately turned right and leaned my back against the wall, pulling out a knife. He has only to jump out after me and I will cut his throat. It will be significant, given that the whole class will probably rush behind us to see how he will deal with me. What a surprise awaits them!

Come on, you pitiful little man! - as I thought this fool did not even think that I would be right under his nose!

Silently cutting my throat with a knife, I jumped back to the academy through the second door, which was closer to me. Damn, well, this bastard has a strong skin.

Or is it just that I'm such a weakling?

Mentally, I shrugged my shoulders, draping from all legs. This academy is just huge, so hiding here will not be a problem for me. And he got pissed off. But after a couple of minutes it will definitely calm down. From such loss of blood, even a demon should go to rest. In the meantime, I'll sit out somewhere in another building while he rages here. The first day at the academy went off with a bang!

Release me from the pool of your eyes!
The world is too small for the two of us.
I can't hate and love like this...
Either severe frosts, or heat in the chest.

When you're falling but you feel like you're taking off
When you freeze, but there are fires in your chest, you know?
When the rain leaves no dry place
But you are waiting for her to leave the entrance.
When a bold dot arrives via SMS: "Late! Exactly!"
And you can't sleep at night.
Not at ease with random encounters. And the look...
This one is my slow poison. I am like a prisoner of the world.
When your spell for someone is just laughter
Depth of eyes or gold of hair.
And I don't need your tears. I'm not sure.
On the other end of the line, trust me!
You are my hysteria!
And I don't need others when I want to forget.
And just a word is enough, but I am silent.
Wandering under the windows again, as if by chance, I'm tired,
Tired of love and despair.

We clipped each other's wings
Suffocated from pain and impotence,
So trying to appease the terrible passion -
Become real, one, whole and indivisible.
Where is it? From suffering, the blood froze in the veins.
I'm sick of this desert
This bed, the words "I'm sorry" -
Empty, just like you!
Let me go! I scream, let go!!!
I despise the sheets that have soaked up the gloss of your hair.
Lord, your voice, which carried hundreds of caresses and caused a sea of ​​tears.
Woe to me... Woe to you too!
Tired of arguing, building a haven for hearts.
This is not love! Do you hear? Purgatory!
Are we drowning, groaning, groaning,
Breaking the soul, adored,
Are we flying..

I can't: hate and love...

Let me out of the pool of your eyes!
The world is too small for the two of us.
I can't: hate and love...
That fierce cold, the heat in the chest.

When you fall, but you feel that you fly,
When the freeze, but fires in the chest, you know?
When the rain does not leave a dry place,
But do you expect when it comes out of the door.
When SMS arrives bullet point: " late! Exactly! "
And you can't sleep at night.
Uncomfortable with the random encounters. And look...
This is my slow poison. I "m like a prisoner of light.
When your spell for someone - just laugh,
The depth of the eyes or golden hair.
And I don't need your tears. I "m not sure.
At the end of the line, believe me!
You are my hysterical!
And I do not need the other, when I want to forget.
And it is enough just words, but I said nothing.
Again under windows wander as if by accident , I "m tired ,
Tired of love and despair.

We cut each other wings
Choked with pain and weakness,
So trying to appease the terrible passion
Become a real , integrated, whole and indivisible.
Where is it? Suffering from blood wound in his veins.
I am sick of this desert,
This bed, words " Forgive" -
Empty , as you yourself !
Let go of me! Shout, Let!!!
I despise the sheets have absorbed your hair shine.
Lord, your voice , carrying hundreds of caresses and brings tears sea.
Woe is me... And you grief!
Tired of arguing , build shelter hearts .
This is not love! Do you hear? Purgatory!
Whether we're drowning, groaning, moaning,
Soul tearing, adorable,
Whether fly away..

.
(2 times)

And you can't sleep at night.





You are my hysteria!


Tired of love and despair...

Release me from the pool of your eyes,
The world is too small for the two of us
I can't hate and love like this
Either severe frosts, or heat in the chest
(2 times)

I'm sick of this desert
This bed, the words "I'm sorry"
Empty, just like you.

I despise sheets
Absorbed the gloss of your hair.
Lord, your voice

Woe is me! And woe to you!



Breaking the soul, adored,
Are we flying away!?

Release me from the pool of your eyes,
The world is too small for the two of us
I can't hate and love like this
Either severe frosts, or heat in the chest
(2 times)

Lyrics of the song Triada - Gentle pool

Enter the pen, let me out of the pool of your eyes,
The world is too small for the two of us
I can't hate and love like this

(2 times)
When you fall, but you feel that you are taking off.
When you freeze, but there are fires in your chest, you know?
When the rain leaves no dry place
But you are waiting for her to leave the entrance.
When a bold dot arrives via SMS - It's too late! Exactly!
And you can't sleep at night.
Uneasy from chance meetings and glance
This one is my slow poison, I am like a prisoner of the light.
When your spell for someone is just laughter
The depth of the eyes or the gold of the hair,
And I don't need your tears. I'm not sure.
On the other end of the wire - "Trust me!"
You are my hysteria!
And I don't need others when I want to forget,
And just a word is enough, but I am silent,
Wandering under the windows again, as if I were accidentally tired.
Tired of love and despair...
Release me from the pool of your eyes,
The world is too small for the two of us
I can't hate and love like this
Either severe frosts, or heat in the chest
(2 times)
We clipped each other's wings.
Suffocated from pain and impotence,
So trying to appease the terrible passion,
Become a real whole and indivisible.
Where is it? From suffering, the blood froze in the veins,
I'm sick of this desert
This bed, the words "I'm sorry"
Empty, just like you.
Let me go. I scream! Let go!!!
I despise sheets
Absorbed the gloss of your hair.
Lord, your voice
Carrying hundreds of caresses and causing tears to the sea ...
Woe is me! And woe to you!
Tired of arguing, building a haven for hearts.
This is not love. Do you hear? Purgatory!
Are we drowning, groaning, groaning,
Breaking the soul, adored,
Are we flying away!?
Release me from the pool of your eyes,
The world is too small for the two of us
I can't hate and love like this
Either severe frosts, or heat in the chest