Interiors - Lemone's Apartment - Day
Lemone, a young man with messy hair and dark circles under his eyes, slumps on his sofa, controller clutched in his hands. Frustration is evident on his tense face. He has once again failed against the level 1000 boss, a colossal monster that has been blocking his path for weeks.
Lemone: (Screaming) "What the hell is wrong with this damn boss?!"
He throws his controller at the wall, shattering it into a thousand pieces. Curses fly from his lips, punctuated by angry punches against the sofa cushion.
Lemone: (Crying with rage) "It's not possible! I spent hours training, farming stuff, and nothing works! This game is rigged!"
He abruptly gets up and walks over to his computer, ready to uninstall the game forever. But before clicking on the fateful button, he changes his mind.
Lemone: (Talking to himself) "No, I can't give up. I'm not a coward. I'm going to defeat this boss, even if it's the last thing I do!"
He sits back down at his computer, determined to try again. But rage and frustration clouded his judgment. He rushes headlong into battle, without thinking about his strategy. Inevitably, he makes fatal mistakes and gets killed once again.
Lemone: (Screaming in despair) "This is nonsense! This game is impossible!"
He gets up and begins to pace around the room, like a caged animal. He feels helpless, frustrated, and on the brink.
Lemone: (Smacking her head) "What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I playing this game so hard? It only gives me stress and anger!"
He walks to the window and looks out. The city spreads out before him, full of life and possibilities. A feeling of freedom suddenly invaded him.
Lemone: (Smiling) "It's true! I have a life outside of this game! I can go out, have fun, meet people... Why am I wasting my time here?"
He turns around and turns off his computer. A feeling of relief overwhelms him. He finally made the decision to free himself from the influence of the game and enjoy real life.
Lemone is slumped on his couch, staring blankly at the blank screen of his computer. He feels relieved to have turned off the game, but at the same time he has a feeling of emptiness. What will he do with his free time?
Suddenly he hears a knock at the door. His mother enters, a wide smile on her lips.
Lemone's mother: Hello my Boy! I'm picking you up for lunch. The whole family is there.
Lemone sighs. He doesn't really want to confront his aunts and uncles' incessant questions about his love life, or the lack of a diploma on his wall.
Lemone: (in a morose tone) Okay, I'm coming.
Lemone enters the dining room, where the whole family is already gathered. Conversations flow from everywhere, and he feels overwhelmed by the noise and smells of cooking.
Lemone's grandmother: (hugging him) But look at this handsome young man!
Aunt Monique: (Staring at him with a mischievous smile) So, still no girlfriend in sight?
Lemone blushes and mutters a vague "no" in response.
Uncle Bernard: (Laughing) Don't worry my nephew, there are still plenty of fish in the sea!
The meal continues in a good-natured atmosphere, but Lemone can't help but feel uncomfortable. He knows his family is worried about him, but he doesn't want to talk to them about his problems.
Suddenly, Lemone's aunt gets up and walks towards the buffet.
Aunt Monique: (Digging through a drawer) Ah, I forgot to give you this!
She hands Lemone a CD with an enticing cover.
Aunt Monique: (Winking) I found this in your room the other day. I thought you might like...
Lemone turned pale. He suddenly remembers the erotic CDs he had hidden in his drawer. He had forgotten to put them away before his mother arrived.
Lemone: (Stuttering) It's... uh... it's not mine!
Aunt Monique: (Laughing) Oh come on, don't be shy! We've all been there!
Lemone feels humiliated. He wants to sink into the ground and disappear. His family bursts out laughing, and he feels more and more uncomfortable.
Lemone: (Standing up abruptly) I...I don't feel well. I'm going to go get some fresh air.
He rushes out of the dining room and takes refuge in the garden. He leans against a tree and closes his eyes. He feels lost and alone.
Lemone: (Talking to himself) "Why does everything always fall to me? I can never do anything right."
He sits there for a long time, thinking about his life. He realizes that he needs to change. He needs to take charge of his life and set goals.
Lemone: (Standing up with determination) "It's okay, that's enough. I'm going to change. I'm going to become a good person."
Exteriors - Tokyo Street - Night
Lemone walks the busy streets of Tokyo, far from the stifling heat of her family. He feels free and light, as if he has just escaped from a prison. He doesn't yet know where he's going, but he knows he needs a change of scenery.
Lemone: (Talking to himself) "I'm sick of my life. I'm sick of this game. I'm sick of my family. I need something new, something different ."
He wanders aimlessly for a while, until he comes across a neighborhood of flashing neon lights and blaring music. He feels drawn to the place, like a butterfly to the light.
Lemone: (Intrigued) "What is that?"
He approaches an imposing building, decorated with provocative statues and multi-colored lights. An illuminated sign announces: "House of pleasure".
Lemone: (Smiling) "Why not?"
He enters the building, hesitant but curious. Lemone finds herself in a world of luxury and decadence. Model-looking women parade in front of him, their seductive smiles and languorous gazes inviting him to join them.
Lemone: (Dazzled) "It's... incredible!"
He suddenly feels overwhelmed by a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He's never been in a place like this before.
Prostitute: (Winking at him) "Good evening, handsome boy. What can I do for you?"
Lemone feels intimidated by the beauty of the woman who speaks to him. He stutters a few words and asks her for a favor.
Lemone: (Blushing) "Um... I would like... I would like..."
The prostitute guides him to a private room, where he indulges in forbidden pleasures. He forgets his problems, his frustrations, and immerses himself in a world of new and intense sensations.
Lemone: (Moaning in pleasure) "Oh my God... it's amazing!"
He spends hours in the pleasure house, enjoying a series of pleasures and unforgettable experiences. He finally feels happy, free and accomplished.
Lemone: (Smiling) "This is the best day of my life!"
But the party doesn't last forever. Suddenly, Lemone feels a shooting pain in her chest. He collapses to the ground, panting and terrified.
Lemone: (Screaming) "Help! I'm hurting!"
But no one hears it. He is alone, facing his imminent death.
Lemone: (Crying) "No...I don't want to die..."
He closes his eyes and takes his last breath. The pleasure house, which had given him so much pleasure, becomes his tomb.
—End of chapter 1—