[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Il fans waited for Yayoi Komaeda's long speech.

You can listen to it, but you are not prepared to do what the other person wants afterwards.

If just a few words from a random person can change their minds about beating up the enemy, what future does this family have if they are swaying left and right?

Yayoi Komaeda saw Ilmi's expression - God knows how he saw through the true thoughts of a paralyzed man - and knew that the other party was too stubborn to listen to any opinions.

In fact, as the eldest son of the Hakka who beat the enemy, he has undertaken the education of several younger brothers. If he really wants to talk about his father's qualifications and not look at his identity, he may still be above Xiba.

Shiba, who is far away in the sky, don't you feel ashamed after hearing such words?

Shiba said that not only will he not be ashamed, but he is also very happy.

He is not a character who can educate people. In Yiermi, he just copied his own life trajectory and repeated what happened to him.

However, Xiba, have you forgotten that you were a person who ran away from home because of this kind of high-pressure education, didn't you realize that there was something wrong with Il fans?

Yep, he didn't realize the problem at all, and thought that Yil fans were born to beat the enemy.

As expected of my son, how well he has adapted.

Shiba upholds such a simple idea and puts more burdens on the shoulders of Yier fans.

Yiermi didn't reject his father's trust either, so he naturally took the responsibility that shouldn't be his own to heart.

...It's not too accurate to say that. Of course, Il fans' plan to save money is the most important thing. The younger brother's affairs are reluctantly placed second.

There is nothing wrong with his way of transferring pressure in this way, especially the goal of saving money is never ending.

The numbers will keep rising, ten million is enough, there will be billions, billions will be enough, and there will be billions, billions, billions, and billions. There is always a goal hanging in front, so that Il fans will not get lost in the middle.

As long as there is no day when the bank is overwhelmed with deposits, Il fans can continue to work with a normal mentality, without complaints, and move forward step by step.

Maybe his life will end in such a peaceful way. When he is too old to move, he can sit in the courtyard and count the long string of numbers happily.

By the way, recall your boring life.

"But is this enough?"

Yayoi Komaeda looked at the Il fan who didn't know what she really wanted, and asked the question on behalf of the other party.

"What are you talking about?"

This thoughtless question made Yi Ermi's anger rise instantly. He didn't know why he couldn't control it, and the nail was caught in his fingertips, and his nerves were tense. Maybe the next blink Gotta throw it out.

"When you were young, did you ever think about what you would do in the future?"

Komaeda picked up the magnesium stick and lit the fire. This cave was probably used as a shared temporary foothold. There were a lot of dry firewood piled up next to the wall, which was convenient for stranger travelers like them, so they didn’t have to go outside again. Look for half a day.

"When I was young……"

Yi Ermi breathed slowly, but tightly grasped the nails with her fingers: "I never thought about such a thing."

"Liar."

First put some small dead branches and leaves together, and then put the firewood on it little by little after forming a larger flame. Komaeda fiddled with the flame in front of him, and repeated with a smile: "Liar."

"You are not me, how do you know what I think."

The black-haired young man replied calmly: "Could it be that your thoughts are the type that can see through people's hearts."

As soon as these words came out, Yier fans felt a little regretful. What he said, didn't he tell the other party that he had other ideas.

"Sorry, I don't know how to read."

Shrugging her shoulders, Yayoi Komaeda revealed herself, "It's just that even I wanted to be an Ultraman when I was young."

"What's that?"

Yi Ermi endured and endured, and continued to ask.

"A hero who is responsible for driving out the monsters that have destroyed the homeland."

Komaeda recalled that when he was a child, he was still a child who was so weak that he could only lie on the bed most of the time. The only entertainment was the various animations broadcast on TV, and the paintings that his parents bought for him. this disc.

He still remembers tugging on his mother's sleeve and asking himself if he could become Superman in the future.

The mother patted his head and said that for a cute boy like us Yayoi, the muscles of Superman would turn into mountains, so forget it.

In the end, he chose Altman as his target.

Comparing it to the present, it seems that I have not deviated from my childhood dream. Without the transformation device, he is more capable of playing than Ultraman.

"Even if it's Xiba, don't look at his current appearance of a wife and slave that has been smoothed by life. He was still a hot-blooded boy when he was young."

After revealing my short story, I naturally want to bring out other people: "At the beginning, he appeared in front of me with the mentally handicapped expression that he was the first in heaven and second in the world. If it wasn't for the first time I came here, I would definitely put him in the wrong place." A sack beat."

Yi Ermi is incapable of imagination. Since he can remember, let alone such a mentally handicapped expression, he has never seen even a smile.

"Perhaps Shiba's father also had such a frivolous period."

Komaeda speculated: "The white-haired people who have been raised as patriarchs since birth must be under greater pressure. I believe Shiba's generation is definitely more than just his children. Those who are not qualified to be patriarchs Black-haired people, there will definitely be no shortage of amazing talents."

"Just like you are now."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The corner of his mouth ticked, and Yi Ermi admitted that what the other party said was correct.

"Then bring the topic to the point just now. When you were a child, did you want to be someone, or do you want to do something when you grow up?"

Komaeda's speaking skills are not perfect, but some of his small movements have never stopped. These movements are like a pocket watch in the hands of a hypnotist, and they also serve as a guide.

Under his guidance, Yi Ermi's eyes narrowed slightly.

His thoughts were immersed in the darkness, and he continued to dive, and finally landed in front of the somewhat dilapidated cabin.

That was his spiritual world, a corner that was so well protected that even the master himself had forgotten about it.

Seeing this scene, Komaeda breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, this young man's spiritual barrier is one of the few people he has ever seen that is particularly difficult to open.

If he hadn't had enough time to stimulate the other party, and provoked him fiercely with the things he cared about, the shell of Yi Ermi might still be in a state of invincibility, without even a seam.

"Komaeda-san, can I get up?"

Mi Ji gently pulled the zipper of the sleeping bag, the cold air took away the heat from his body, and let the boy who had been lying down for a long time take a good breath.

"It's okay for me to talk like this?"

All his voices are breathy, as low as a mosquito humming.

"It doesn't matter, I have already placed an enchantment around Yiermi, and when he wakes up by himself, the enchantment will break by itself."

"That's great."

He jumped out of the sleeping bag with a whoosh, and after being carried by Yayoi Komaeda for a long time, his muscles did not relax for a second.

Do you let the rabbit stay by the tiger's side, and still expect the other party to fall asleep peacefully?

Mi Ji was in this state along the way, closing his eyes tremblingly, fearing that he had made a mistake and his elder brother would find out that he was not asleep.

Training is tiring, but acting in front of the eldest brother is even more tiring. It's like walking on a tightrope in the middle of a cliff, and you will fall if you are not careful.

"Mr. Komaeda, is what you said just now true?" Mi Ji sat over and accepted Komaeda's firefighting job, "Father, was he really that kind of person before?"

"At least I can be sure of running away from home."

Komaeda chuckled lightly: "If you're interested in the rest, you can ask Shiba directly."

"I dare not trouble my father with this question."

Mi Ji muttered a few times: "Both of them don't like me. My grandfather praised me for having a good brain, but he disliked my thinking too much..."

"Could it be my fault? Living in such a dark and dark house, either I have fully accepted the reality like a big brother, or I have the strength to resist like Qi Ya. I have nothing, and I can't think about it anymore. I guess I'm going to commit suicide."

"Maybe you won't believe me when I say that. In fact, Shi Bata is just a person who is very jerky about feelings."

"Put it in ordinary people's families, you beat the enemy, maybe it is a typical configuration of a strict father and a loving mother, a father who keeps a straight face all day long and does not communicate with his children, and a father who prefers a certain son while ignoring others. The mother of the child."

"Yes, yes, yes, there is also the big brother who is responsible in his eyes, the third and fourth younger brothers who are lively and lively, and the younger brother who is so well-behaved that people can't get angry."

With a self-deprecating smile, Mi Ji pointed to himself: "I am the second one, and I am the one who is ignored by the whole family."

"You understand your situation very well."

Komaeda did not cast a sympathetic look at the other party: "You can see clearly, and you have found a way to make yourself comfortable. Compared with other people, you are much more mature."

"If I'm neglected, if I can't learn how to entertain myself, I'll have gotten into the horns and died a long time ago."

After he finished speaking, he remembered something and looked at Curt, raised his index finger and put it on his mouth: "What the second brother said just now, Curt should not tell others."

"Otherwise, the second brother doesn't know what he will do."

The long and narrow eyes were completely opened, but the empty appearance was exactly the same as that of Yi Ermi.

Curt nodded nervously, indicating that he would not say anything.

"You know that Curt is the most obedient among our brothers."

Mi Chi soon showed a smile again, took out a piece of candy from his backpack and handed it to his younger brother: "Here, this is the candy I managed to hide under the siege of Qiya and Alluka, you can eat it directly Well, if those two brats see it..."

"Wow! Second brother! You don't even give me candy!"

Aluka rushed over with an exaggerated tone, and threw herself on Mi Ji's back: "Actually, as long as you say it's for Kurt, I won't snatch it."

"If you believe me, you'll be a ghost."

Mi Ji watched as Curt peeled off the candy wrapper and ate the chocolate inside. The cocoa-flavored colored paper fell into the fire and was quickly ignited.

"Where's Qi Ya, he hasn't come back yet?"

"Brother Qiya saw that there were wild fruits on the tree over there, which seemed to be edible, so he ran over to pick them."

"...It shouldn't be like this."

He took out the tablet, opened a picture and asked.

"That's how it is!" Alluka felt that the second brother was really powerful, "so we just wait."