It turned out that the ex was a big boss

It was a bright summer.The cicadas were singing and clamoring, the sun was scorching hot, the skin was sore from the sun, sweat stuck into the wound, and the stones and gravel on the ground made the skin painful.

A voice more disturbing than cicadas chirping sounded from the top of the head, "Hahahaha, you are such a waste!"

The talking boy kicked the little white-haired child on the waist, and the kick made him roll in a circle with his body already curled up.Lie on the ground, panting with difficulty.

Sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead to the ground, and was quickly evaporated by the high temperature.The scene in front of him was distorted, blurring the boy's face.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy seemed to be very satisfied with his actions just now, with his hands on his hips, he let out a smug laugh in the echo of the dog legs behind him.

"Miscellaneous is heterogeneous."

"You don't even have a spell, and the family still doesn't drive you out?"

"Do you think you are the Six Eyes of the Wutiao family? You are actually a white hair, and it would be embarrassing to say it!"

The sarcastic words fell into the five-year-old's heart, but they couldn't stir up any ripples.

They are just useless trash, that is, to find some sense of superiority in him.It is estimated that there are also those old guys who are not used to his hair color and eye color behind it.

The white-haired child coughed, spat the salty blood foam in his mouth on the ground, supported his body with one hand, and sat up with the pain all over his body, his blue eyes were full of contempt.

The child was still smiling just now, but when he noticed his eyes, as if he was suddenly thrown into the ice water, he subconsciously took a step back. When he got out of the biting cold, he suddenly realized——

—he was trembling.

he is shaking?ha?Why?Just relying on the eyes of this trash who doesn't even have the strength to fight back?

The fear receded, and more blazing anger surged up, almost burning his eyes red.

Every time, every time!Every time he beat this guy, he would never react like the people behind him, and would not bow his head to him.

It's as if he looks down on him in his bones, as if he is superior to them even without the magic technique that everyone in the family is proud of.

Hateful Hateful Hateful!

The boy accelerated and kicked the child directly in the chest.

"Miscellaneous/miscellaneous/miscellaneous/miscellaneous...! How dare you look at me with such eyes!"

After a series of heavy blows, he kicked him over, stepped on his back, lifted his collar, lowered his head, and said in a high-pitched voice that even he didn't understand: "Come on, boss, I'll let you go."

But for a moment, during the tumbling process, sand got into the eyes.The boy couldn't open one eye, and even burst into tears because of the foreign body. However, his opened blue eyes and the expression on his face were filled with emotions that made the boy even more angry.

"Get out! I'm not a bastard!"

The boy was so angry that he grabbed the boy's feet and pulled him to the ground forcefully, making a loud noise that sounded painful.

This time, the boy didn't continue to move.

He let go of his hand and took two steps back.

Although he didn't know why he did this, the boy was still relieved.

Then, he felt a shadow covering himself.

That was the deepest memory of the five-year-old boy, because... his brother came.

……

"I hate this family."

……

call--

The young man sat up abruptly from the bed.

He was short of breath, the sweat on his face quickly ran across his cheeks, and rolled into the collar of his pajamas, covering his eyes that seemed to be still in pain, his heart beating like a drum.

Everything in front of me rotated, and after a while, it solidified into a stable color block again, with its own meaning of existence.

That is, his bedroom.

It's a dream.The young man let out a long breath, and after a while, covered his eyes with his hands.

He hates that family.

What appeared at the end of that summer was not redemption, but deeper despair.

His elder brother, who can beat up those people casually, didn't come to save him, but left after taking one look at him.

He wiped the sweat off his face with the collar of his pajamas, turned on the faucet in the bathroom, and the cicadas rang outside the house.

This is the same irritable summer as in that dream.

And he also reached the age when his brother died.

*

His name is Haru Watanabe, he is 24 years old, and he has opened his own dessert shop.

The irritability brought about by the nightmare in the morning made him listless, and he didn't have the heart to go outside to announce the "opening of the new store", relying on the fact that no one was watching, he slumped on the counter without any image.

Suddenly, the welcome bell brought a "ding bell" and the first customer, which also brought his joy.

This is his first guest!

"...Huh?", stunned for a second, Watanabe Haru suppressed the surprise overflowing from his lips, cleared his throat, quickly swallowed the impolite voice back to his stomach, and put on his usual smile, "Excuse me order what?"

Pure white hair soaring to the sky, like an onion, eyes wrapped in bandages, strange and handsome.

Too bad he's blind.

"I want this, this, and this." The young man walked in and skillfully ordered a lot of desserts, as if he was about to eat his teeth.

Watanabe Haru couldn't help closing her teeth lightly, feeling that her teeth were phantom pain.

After the young man straightened up after ordering, he realized that this person was so tall, almost at the same level as him.

He withdrew his gaze and showed a perfect smile: "Excuse me, eat in or take away?"

With his hands in his pockets, the young man said decisively with a frivolous but not annoying smile, "I'm eating here~"

"Okay." Haru Watanabe picked up the dessert deftly in his hand, and suddenly realized that this person was clearly blindfolded, but he pointed out exactly what he wanted to eat!

It's amazing, maybe it has some special ability.He couldn't help feeling a little respect for him.

"Please take your time." Knowing that the guests couldn't see it, but when he put the plate on the table, he subconsciously showed a slight smile.

After returning to the counter, he sat with joy in his heart, as if a villain was raising his hands and cheering for the "first order", but when he looked subconsciously to see if there were any customers outside the door, he found that there seemed to be a few uninvited guests outside the store.

Sunglasses, black suits... In Yokohama, this image has a special meaning, and it is an existence that everyone can't avoid.

They rushed to the door of this store, and their target was him!

Subconsciously glanced at the sword next to his leg, and worried about the customers in the shop, Haru Watanabe weighed it for two seconds before pushing open the shop door empty-handed.

There are too many supernatural beings in Yokohama, but even if he doesn't have supernatural powers, he is by no means a timid person.

……

Although he has life-saving means, he doesn't have eyes behind his back, so he can't see the precise 'sight' of the guests to follow.

*

The group of people outside pretended to be decent, but whether it was their arrogant attitude or their unnutritious words and sentences, their true identities were fully exposed.

Watanabe Haru didn't like these bad people who wanted to extort a sum of money, and he didn't hide his disgust on his face, and even his usual perfect etiquette was deliberately restrained by him.

Now there is only a kind of contempt in his eyes that can make people angry, and the few people in front of him all showed expressions of resentment.

Expressing his disgust to the fullest, his tone was firm: "I know people from PortMafia."

The ex he just broke up with was that guy.

"This is their territory."

Those who dare to pretend to be them, have you thought about how to die?

Thinking of this, he put on a serious face and let out a little momentum.

The young man who spoke in front of him was not very old, and his appearance alone did not have any deterrent effect, but whether it was the attitude he showed or the words he said, he clearly told them: This is a hard stubble!

What are you waiting for? !The wind is blowing!

A few strong/men who approached aggressively, at a speed that he didn't expect, were so scared that they didn't dare to look at him again, and quickly disappeared in front of him.

Watanabe Haru opened his eyes slightly, amazed at what happened in front of him, he pretended to look around, and sighed: "Are you so impatient?"

Fortunately, they left on their own initiative, otherwise, if he wanted to use magic to solve the problem, he would have deviated from the original intention of ordinary people's life.

Well, since we have returned to normal life, it is better to find a way to maintain the status quo.

After all, the saved world is the same, and there is only one family for ordinary daily life.

He still likes ordinary life very much.

The life after being picked up by the teacher can indeed be called happiness, but it also deviates from 'ordinary'.

Thinking of his beloved teacher, his heart suddenly thumped, causing him to subconsciously raise his hand to restrain his beating heart.

What's wrong? !

Palpitations come and go suddenly, he can only suppress the doubts in his heart and go back to the store.

*

At night, Watanabe Haru noticed that the power from the teacher in his body suddenly disappeared!

He stood up suddenly, and quickly found the number saved in the phone. His fingers trembled until he pressed it several times before dialing it out. The waiting tone of "beep" seemed extraordinarily long at this moment.

One second, two seconds... maybe three or four seconds, maybe three or 40 seconds... Watanabe Haru lost the ability to judge the passage of time.

"Is it senior brother... This is..." There was a 'sizzling' electric sound from the phone, blurring the words.

connected!

Ignoring the greetings with his junior, he spoke incoherently: "Teacher, master...he...teacher's body???"

His expression was distorted, and the world in front of him suddenly faded, leaving only black and white, and he didn't even realize that his pupils were almost turning into vertical pupils like beasts!

"... Teacher, he passed away."

On the other side of the phone is the voice of the younger brother who is gentle and calm, with a sense of comfort, very much like their teacher, completely different from the immature four years ago.

"died……?"

Repeatedly, he sadly realized that his senior brother was not as stable as his senior brother, so he probably would disappoint the teacher, right?With a wry smile, he slumped his shoulders weakly, and collapsed on the sofa.

He raised his head to look at the light, and raised his arms after a moment, covering his eyes and his expression.

Just at the moment when he was slumped, fog appeared on the street at some point, covering the whole world.

And he was still immersed in the sorrow brought about by the bad news——unaware of it.