[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

Fushimi Renxi, a bad man.

For Fushimi Saru Hiko, innocence, innocence, conscious malice, and unconscious malice—these four are all the parts that make up this man.

The person who was the mother of Fushimi Saru Hiko when he was a teenager gave birth to him together, and then blurted out to the newborn baby like a big child without conscious malice:

"Wow, it's so monkey-like, it's disgusting——"

"Then use this as his name."

The fate of Fushimi Saru Hiko was hastily decided by this man since he was born.

For this man who has never realized himself, Fushimi Ape Hiko is not his son, but a toy that looks very similar to him. He has been plundering Fushimi Ape since he was a child, until the man got sick and died. Bigu is interested in everything, just like a child snatching a toy.

In that man's heart, there was no love at all.

Some are just outright spiteful towards the world.

And the woman who is the "President" of a huge club, the woman who is genetically half the same as the Fushimi monkey, has no impression of this family at all.

"Inki's son", "your father", this is what she knows about the other two family members.

Fushimi Saru than ancient, anyone will feel sympathetic childhood.

After the man died of illness, Fushimi Saru Hiko and Hatta Misaki left the house they had stayed in for more than ten years—not a home, he had never played a house—and then joined "Bawuluo" together.

Just today, the sky was dark and there were scattered stars. When I passed by the house I lived in, a small lamp seemed to light up in the window of the room on the second floor—it was my room originally.

Under the light, a slender figure could be seen.

In a vague way, I always feel that the guy who I still can't believe that he was defeated by the disease and died so easily is looking down from the window, with his eyes wide open and laughing obscenely.

"Huh? What's the matter? Hey, Fushimi!"

Izumo Kusanagi's exclamation was still in his ears, Fushimi Saruhiko unlocked the car door without hesitation, and jumped off the van that was still moving.

The speed of the moving car far exceeds the turning speed of the jumping off the ground.

Under the strong friction, the asphalt road under his feet gave off a scorching smell.

But Fushimi Saru Hiko was still looking at that window.

The lights are off.

The whole house was completely dark, without anyone.

A pair of black boots covering the calves appeared in the vision in front of him.

Faintly felt a somewhat familiar style.

Then the owner of the boots lowered his knees, half-kneeled and sank down to look at the slender boy who was supporting his body in a mess.

"Are you OK?"

"Fushimi! Jump off the moving car, are you an idiot!" Parking the van on the side of the road, Kusanagi Izumo also ran back.

"'Deputy King'?"

Seeing the young man half kneeling in front of Fushimi Saru Hiko and reaching out to pull him up, Kusanagi Izumo said in surprise.

"Didn't you just call me 'Er Dao'?"

Hu Erdao withdrew his hand and stood up and said with a light smile.

Fushimi Saru Hiko didn't borrow the hand outstretched in front of him, and stood up after breathing evenly.

The hands were chafed, and the grit of the asphalt had sunk into the flesh.

"Are you injured, come to my house and get some medicine?"

This member of the Qing clan who had heard about it said, "My home is here."

"No need, we're going back..." Kusanagi Izumo subconsciously refused, and the "Homra" bar always prepared medicine to deal with the members of "Barbara" who often came to the bar for parties.

But to his surprise, the withdrawn young man beside him changed his previous secretive attitude about this area, and instead lowered his head and asked gloomily, "You said, where is your home?"

"Yes, because I didn't want to live in the village, I bought this house closer to the village." Hu Erdao didn't seem to feel the abnormal emotions of the young man in front of him, and said with a smile, holding a handbag from a convenience store in his hand, delighted Xin Ran opened the door of the bungalow facing the road, "Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

This rough look made Izumo Kusanagi think of the ten bundles of Tatara in the store, all of them smiling at everything.

but……

On the other hand, this attitude is also a kind of "thinness".

It is the appearance of not caring about things without attachment.

Thinking of the childhood stories that Shishu told him and the "thin affection" evaluation of Shishu's adoptive father, Izumo Kusanagi couldn't deny it.

"excuse me."

Fushimi Saruhiko took off his shoes and entered the room, and walked directly to his original room on the second floor.

Be sure to figure it out.

That man is long dead.As a ghost, one should stay where he should be... Earthbound spirit?That man who only occasionally goes home when he is happy, will be bound by that house?How can there be such a stupid thing...

"I'm sorry, Fushimi seems to have lived here before..." Kusanagi Izumo reluctantly explained, Fushimi never liked to talk about his own affairs, and he didn't know much about this boy's experience.

The young man who invited them into the house smiled and brought him to the living room behind the entrance, saying, "It's okay, I also want to know what's wrong with my house."

Just jumping out of the moving van impulsively and without thinking, this kind of behavior is really not like what this gloomy teenager would do.

Wearing glasses and wearing simple and refreshing clothes, he looks like a smart person with brain power... making such a reckless behavior.

He took out the medicine box that came with the house from the corner and put it on the coffee table in the living room. Hu Erdao and Izumo Kusanagi waited for the boy to come down from the second floor.

The sound of hurried footsteps stepping on the floor came from the wooden corridor.

...almost covered up the muffled groan of pain as something fell by the window.

Looking at Kusanagi Izumo, Hu Erdao walked to the kitchen window, and saw a blurry figure turning quickly at the corner of the wall.

A moment of silence.

Hu Erdao spoke first, thoughtfully: "It seems...it is indeed a thief."

"It should be..." Although I don't know why Fushimi had such a big reaction, but Fushimi should have seen the thief.

Hu Erdao didn't care much about the theft, Kusakaz Izumo shrugged, with a helpless and tolerant expression on his face.

"I'm sorry." Fushimi was too reckless.

"You don't need to say that," Hu Erdao was unceremonious, his eyes clear, "Speaking of which, I also want to thank you for letting me know that the house has been broken into."

The young man who found nothing came down with an irritable expression on his face.

"Apply the medicine first." Hu Erdao picked up the alcohol cotton ball in his hand, and waved to the boy who had returned in vain.

Kusanagi Izumo was smoking a cigarette by another window.

Fushimi Saru Hiko stepped forward reluctantly, not knowing why the person in front of him was so enthusiastic, but it was still within his tolerance.

"No matter what you are looking for, there is one thing that is true," said the young man who was not a few years older than himself, looking at him with a smile in his eyes, "The house was broken into."

"Thief..." Fushimi Saruhiko, who had calmed down, muttered in a low voice, reluctantly realizing that he was wrong.