my brother is scumbag

Which normal person would do his behavior? !

Instead of standing on the patio, sit on the small area outside the patio fence.And even if I was not concentrating enough because of my mood at the time, and I was not sensitive enough to the surrounding environment when I met Hui who was reincarnated later, but I was not too dull.

I haven't discovered his existence, it's definitely because this person deliberately lowered his sense of existence! !

And he definitely did it on purpose! !

Are you trying to annoy people on purpose? !

It didn't appear at the beginning, and it didn't appear in the middle, and it didn't show its sense of existence until after listening to it all.

To open your mouth is to directly poke at other people's physical defects, and to point fingers at other people's interpersonal relationships...

This is no longer probing back and forth on the edge of other people's minefields, it is clearly dancing in the minefield!

I felt like my fist was jumping, trying to make intimate contact with this man's face.

But this time I was invited by Yuanzi. If there is a beating, it will not have a good impact on Yuanzi.

I thought about it and smiled at him.

Ah, then it just needs to be invisible.

The boy who was originally sitting on the fence suddenly leaned back slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at me, and his eyes fell on the hand beside me.

"that's not allowed--"

"I hate pain," he mumbled.

I:"……"

Now that I know that I will be beaten for saying these words, and I am obviously afraid of pain, but I still want to say it. Is this probably the so-called spirit of death?

As a result, he looked at me and continued:

"But, if you can let me die painlessly, then it's fine~"

--what? !

My pupils trembled, and I couldn't help taking a step back, wondering if I had encountered some guy with a mental problem who ran out to touch innocent people.

After all, who would say [kill me] to a girl who is younger than him and is meeting him for the first time!

At this moment, I have completely lost the sense of loss just now. I only have the thoughts of "outrageous" "too outrageous" and "I don't understand, but I am shocked" in my mind. I took another step back and planned to leave this terrace up.

Let this kind of weird guy stay alone.

"Your left eye has unusual abilities, such as controlling people."

As I turned to leave, I heard his words behind me.

It was light and fluffy, it seemed that it was just a feeling that I said casually, but it managed to make me stop and turn around slowly.

Sitting on the fence, he shook his legs, obviously seeing the change of expression on my face, but still smiled at me, his voice was exceptionally clear.

"I saw the Ginza hijacking incident more than a month ago on TV. Because of some family relationships, I know a little bit more, so I am also very clear about the identity of that girl."

"No matter how good you are, there will be a time gap before everyone is solved."

"So what exactly makes up for the time gap?"

His eyes looked at me quietly, but at this moment, the iris eyes were like a machine that could see through people's hearts, directly penetrating my heart.

"Hey."

The smile on his face deepened, and he opened his hands, as if embracing the imminent future of death.

"Now I know your secret, so get rid of me, or everyone will know."

"..."

He and I looked at each other, the expressionless girl reflected in his iris eyes, and his reflection in mine.

At this moment, I noticed a faint feeling of boredom and tiredness from him.

He seemed to be really looking forward to death.

I opened my mouth and spit out the words under his expectant eyes.

"No."

He opened his hands in high spirits and was stunned for a moment, then lowered his hands and grabbed the railing of the fence, his body leaned slightly towards me, the original calm expression on his face disappeared, and he said with puffed cheeks full of complaints:

"Why?"

"I'm really going to tell the others."

This time it was my turn to look at him calmly.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"It's obvious that you are the one who is weird. I'm just a child. I suddenly said that my eyes have special abilities. Will anyone really believe it?"

At that time, no one noticed the abnormality of my eyes, and Oda was very capable and cooperated well with me. The time when the robbers stopped was so short that ordinary people could not notice it at all, and no surveillance captured this scene.

As for the robbers who have been controlled by me, they will not find out that they have been controlled.

In other words, neither physical evidence nor personal evidence exists.

Even if this guy really speaks out, it won't have a big impact on me.My external image has always been that of a law-abiding child with both parents and a sound interpersonal relationship. In addition, Oda and I belonged to the rescue party at the time, and the authorities could not treat me casually because of a teenager’s words. shot.

So, I really don't panic.

"You're right, not many people will believe it."

He tilted his head, put away the original resentment on his face, and returned to the previous weary expression of world-weariness.

"It's really boring. Whether it's this banquet or others, why is it so boring?"

As he spoke, he stood up, stepped on the fence, staggered, and might fall down at any time.

"Parents put all kinds of ideas on their children, trying to make their children become people they can't achieve. It feels like they're suffocating..."

"I thought I found an easy and simple method, but in the end I still have to do it myself..."

His voice left an echo in the air.

Then he fell backwards and fell over the fence in my sight.

come down.

"Ahhh-"

In the next second, the boy's angry voice sounded.

"My head is completely congested, let me go quickly, I want to experience the suicide method of quietly sinking in the lake!"

"No, absolutely not."

I grabbed his leg, rejected him again, tiptoed my head out of the fence, looked at him with his head upside down hanging in the air, and complained unceremoniously.

"It's impossible to commit suicide successfully!"

I grabbed his leg and hopped twice like a stranded fish, trying to use his strength to get up, and managed to maintain the movement for less than a few seconds. He shouted "so tired, so tired" and then fell limp again, recovering Get into a head down position.

"Damn it, let go."

He muttered and complained:

"If you don't try, you have no right to speak. If you let go now, you can know whether it will succeed, so let me go quickly—"

"Don't—"

I imitated his long-tailed sticky emphasis and rejected him again.

"If you succeed, as a witness, I will definitely be troubled by your parents. Not to mention that it is impossible to succeed at all. As long as you fall into the lake, the guards arranged by the villa will definitely find out, and then you will drown. I would have picked you up before."

"At that time, you will only be wet all over, and because of the commotion, you will lose the dignity you deserve, and your parents will only feel that they have lost face. When you get home, they will bring you in front of them and educate them. "

After finishing this last sentence, he was also pulled back to the terrace by me.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence.

"If you really want to jump, at least wait until I leave. At that time, absolutely no one will stop you."

I don't intend to say much about whether other people have suicidal tendencies.

Everyone has their own attitude towards life, their own pains and sorrows, no one can truly empathize with each other, at best they can only get as close as possible, that's why I feel very comfortable getting along with Oda, because he is always a qualified person listener……

As for me holding this guy, I just don't want to cause any trouble.

"...you're so long-winded." He sat down on the balcony and glanced at me lazily.

"You talk so much at such a young age, you will be disgusted by the boys you like in the future."

I put my arms around my chest, looked down at him, and sneered: "An immature ghost who is more childish than a child like me is not qualified to complain about others."

Whether it is behavior or speech, it is really self-willed.

"..."

He puffed out his cheeks and snorted in disbelief.

At this moment, he doesn't seem to have the sense of world-weariness he had before. When he put on such a childish expression, he looks like a simple, delicate young master from a good family.

I think he is really a very strange person, the mood changes from the last second to the next second are almost as fast as flipping a book, I even feel that everything he shows is just what he wants to show others, really No one can actually touch him.

However, this has nothing to do with me, anyway, it can only be encountered at the banquet tonight.

So before leaving the terrace, I irresponsibly threw a sentence to him out of the psychology of watching the excitement:

"If you really don't like it, then run away from home."

"The outside world is always bigger~"

Just like in my last life, I was unhappy in that family, and I just slipped away as soon as I was able.

If it was the guy in front of him, I think he would be able to live well even if he left home.

I knew just from this short contact. He is definitely the kind of guy who is so thoughtful and puts on layers of camouflage. Even if the world is destroyed, he will probably be able to survive as the last existence.

Unless he chooses to give up on himself.

When I returned to the main hall of the banquet, I subconsciously looked around, but I didn't see that figure.

……have they gone?

Did he just leave, or was he just not in the main hall?

"Yuki-chan!"

Yuanzi sitting in the sofa area called me, I looked away and walked towards them. When I was about to reach the sofa area, my ears accidentally caught a whisper.

"Father, Gojo Satoru is not interested in me at all, he even left before the banquet was over..."

Gojo Satoru?

Yusanjia Wujojia?

I casually glanced over, but after seeing the girl's appearance, I was stunned for a while.

Ai?

I let out a sigh in my heart, and compared it carefully, and found that it was really not my perception that was wrong.

The girl's appearance...

If I didn't die at the age of 12 in my last life, but grew up to her age, I should have a similar appearance, right?