my brother is scumbag

My mood is a little bit delicate.

Especially when I realized that she is from the Hida family, this subtle feeling became more obvious.

Well, how should I put it, anyway, seeing my appearance in the previous life reappeared in this family, I always feel a little weird.

Actually her face is not 100% similar, especially since I was only 12 years old and she is clearly adult, with her features fully open.It's just because I am most familiar with my appearance, so when I see her, I can immediately realize that she looks like me when I grow up.

But that's all.

Although this kind of coincidence is quite subtle to me, there is no exclusive right to things like appearance.It cannot be said that because I had this appearance in my previous life, other people cannot look like this.

So I quickly looked away and walked towards Yuanzi and Xiaolan.

Afterwards, the process of the banquet was similar to that of an ordinary banquet, and the so-called interesting things that appeared were as I thought before. Because they came from the magic world, they had some strange functions and some legends.

These things become auction items, and everyone present can increase the auction price at will, and the money from the auction will be used for charity.

The person who hosted the auction was the girl who looked similar to my previous life. After she introduced herself, I realized her name was Sha Ji.

Under the spotlight, she looks very beautiful with delicate makeup, without losing the vivacity of a girl. Her long pink hair is slightly curled and spread out softly.

I glanced at her exposed arm, and felt that she was actually not the same as my previous life.

I think that even if I stood next to her in the previous life, I could still be distinguished at a glance.

She was brought up with care, and I was...

Hey, it's blood and tears to say the least.

Back then, I had the misfortune to meet Brother Xiao, and I was either cooking for him, or I was taken out by him to beat me to death, how could I have such a sense of innocence.It's exactly the kind of existence that ordinary people would treat as a perverted killer when walking on the street.

The auction time is not too long, I spent most of the time communicating with Yuanzi Xiaolan, and only occasionally glanced at the auction table.

But it was just these few more glances that made me notice some abnormalities again, and my eyes couldn't help falling on Sha Ji again.

I'm a little unsure if I'm reading it wrong.

But I did feel a sense of incompatibility from her, but I couldn't tell where the incongruity was. If I was not in a banquet, but in a remote and hidden corner, I would probably try to open my eyes to see it.

Now I can only keep this doubt in my heart.

Soon, with the end of the auction, the banquet also came to an end.

Sonoko’s parents prepared gifts for me and Xiaolan, probably because they were worried that the crowd would overwhelm us, so they waited until the crowd was almost gone before saying goodbye to the host, the Hida family, and seeing us off in person.

When I was about to leave the main hall of the banquet, my back felt inexplicably cold, and I felt like all the hairs were standing on end.

That is the reminder that my combat instinct sends out when it senses a dangerous person.

I turned my head and talked with Xiaolan next to me, pretending to look behind me unintentionally, quickly glanced around, and settled in the corner of the banquet.

After only watching for a second or two, I quickly retracted my gaze and recalled the scene I just saw.

Two strangers appeared next to the current head of the Hida family, at least I'm sure they didn't appear at the banquet before.

One of them seemed to be about the same age as the head of the Hida family, and his appearance was somewhat similar, except for a thin black mark on his forehead.

The other one was wearing a monk's robe, with bangs under his extremely delicate face, his expression was indifferent, no male or female could be discerned, judging from his height alone, he was a child about my age.

Who are these two people?

This kind of doubt flashed in my mind. It didn't appear at first, but it came out after the banquet, and it also made my intuition call the police.

No matter how I think about it, I feel...

It's the kind of villain's behavior that is secretly poking and brewing a conspiracy in the hot-blooded comics!

Out of caution, when I got home, I called Yuanzi on purpose and made some insinuations.

After confirming that the Suzuki Group did not cooperate with Hida during this period, they were relieved.

Although this is just out of my sense of déjà vu, and there is no evidence of credibility, I am not afraid of anything, just in case.

……

Li Mei stood quietly behind the man, watching him talking with the head of the Hida family.Occasionally, his eyes would fall on the girl, but the eyes were not so much calm as looking at a person destined to die.

Not at all.

He thought so in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that the birth of this girl was planned, Li Mei would have killed her without hesitation the first time they met.

If it was placed a thousand years ago, Lime thought, he probably would not have agreed with Rosso's plan.

However, he has tried many times, which lasted for thousands of years, but he still has not found her soul.

He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the obscure emotions in his eyes.

If she knew what he had done, she would probably feel unhappy, or even hate him, thinking his behavior was too dirty.

it's fine.

As long as I can find her...

A thousand years is too long.

……

After that, another period of calm passed.

I go to and from school according to my normal schedule, and occasionally I beat Shinichi in the game. He always shouted "this kind of hand speed is completely unscientific" while persistently continuing to PK with me next time, and then he was defeated by me again .

Xiaolan joined the karate club at school, and sometimes I would fight with her.

For my fighting level, Xiaolan probably has the deepest experience among my friends, so I once wondered why I didn't join this kind of club, and my answer was that I was not very interested.

But the real reason is naturally not this, but that all I know are killer moves. When I was fighting with Xiaolan, I was controlling myself throughout the whole process, not letting myself hit too hard.

It's okay when there is only one person, but if you join a club and always restrain yourself, it will be too tiring.

So I chose Guizhaibu, which is simple, relaxed, and straightforward, and does not require too much interpersonal communication.

"See you tomorrow!"

After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, I greeted Xiaolan Yuanzi, Xinyi and three others, and left the school with my schoolbag, then turned around, and instead of going home, I headed in the opposite direction.

Mainly because I plan to go to the bookstore today.

Since we started communicating with Oda by letter, he and I sometimes share our book lists.After receiving a letter from Oda yesterday, he recommended to me a few works that he thought were good, and I plan to buy them back and have a look.

In addition, Oda told me another thing, which made me feel that his luck is really good.

This matter is related to the novel.

And that novel was also the communication channel through which Oda and I finally communicated in the mall that day.

It's the one that doesn't have a second volume, and seems to have become a trap.

Oda told him that he got the second volume.

He told me that when he was in a coffee shop, he read the middle-volume novel I copied for him, and then met a man in his prime.

The man had a short beard and was leaning on a cane. After exchanging a few words with him, he left. A few days later, Oda found the second volume of the novel at the place he often visited.

Oda said that when the man learned that he regretted not finding the second volume, he once suggested that he should write it himself.

“He told me that writing novels is equal to writing people.”[1]

"I always feel that I don't have this qualification, but he thinks I do."

When Oda wrote this, I felt his rare hesitation and hesitation from this line.

I have been thinking about these few words as I wrote my reply.

Ultimately I decided that all I had to do as a friend was support him, whether he wanted to write or not.

Other than that, no more words.

I don't want to interfere with Oda's thoughts, because the meaning of writing must be different for him from ordinary people, and it must be heavy enough.

He needs to think carefully, and it may even change his life.

So after writing the reply letter almost, I thought about it and only added one sentence.

——If you decide to write, can I be the first to see it?

Although it is a question sentence, when I write this sentence, I feel that my self-confidence is still very sufficient.

There is a 90.00% chance that Oda will not reject me.

After all, I have been a pen pal for so long, I think I can still have this kind of priority right?

While thinking about me, I walked towards the street, because the school is a little far away from the bookstore I often go to, so I chose to take a detour and enter the small alley, which can save about half of the journey.

Speaking of which, although Tokyo is a bustling city, there are quite a lot of small alleys. As long as you can remember the directions, you can save time most of the time.

However, it also has its downsides, and that's the only downside.

That is, it is easy to meet people with bad intentions.

Like me now.

It's just that after a few steps into the alley, a few school uniforms came out around the corner, so I had to unbutton the top two buttons of my jacket, thinking it was cool, put one hand in my pocket, and swayed like that stop in front of me.

Probably because they were afraid that I would run away, they also knew how to ambush and intercept me back and forth.

When I turned my head and looked behind me, there were also two bad boys blocking the entrance of the alley.

"Little sister."

One of the delinquent boys scanned me up and down, with the corner of his mouth slanting upwards.

"As long as you obediently hand over your pocket money, big brother won't bully you and let you go, how about it?"

"That's right."

"As long as you are obedient, we will not beat you. If you are disobedient, it will be very painful for us to beat you."

As they spoke, they rolled up their sleeves in that bodybuilder pose with their arms bent, or they just shook their fists in my face.

I looked at their arms like chickens, and the muscles that could only be seen slightly undulating even if they were bent hard—if they could be called muscles—I couldn't help but fell into speechlessness.

However, my reaction probably gave them the wrong signal, making them feel that I was scared, so they took another step forward and tightened the encirclement around me.

"Hurry up and take out your pocket money!"

They hustle me.

"..."

I sighed and said to them, "Why do you think I dare to go this way?"

Some delinquent teenagers subconsciously interface: "Why?"

Then he was slapped on the head by his companion, "Why don't you care, anyway, what we want is her money!"

"Stop! What are you trying to do to her?!"

Another voice came in, and the unscrupulous teenagers all looked towards the entrance of the alley. I turned sideways and saw the figure at the entrance of the alley.

"benefit?"

I was surprised to see him.

He glanced at me quickly, and then at the unscrupulous boys surrounding me, with a fierce expression and a cold voice.

"If you leave now, I can let you go."

"what!"

The unscrupulous boy who answered my words gave a short cry, looked at me, and then at Hui, showing a sudden realization expression.

"So it's because your little boyfriend is nearby!"

"..."

Even though I only have one eye to see, I could clearly see that Hui Baijing's face did turn red in an instant despite her efforts to maintain a tense expression.

It spread from the neck to the cheeks, and finally even the ears were also red and bleeding.

"Pfft."

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.