The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

14-year-old Oda Sakunosuke picked up a child.

It was his last assassination mission, and it was done only because of work ethic.The entrusted object was not a famous family, but a man who betrayed his family in an ordinary rental apartment.

And the person who entrusted him to pay is not an amount that this class cannot afford, but the precious favor left by his parents.

If someone else was here, they might complain about the client's overqualification, and even feel heartbroken about it.But Teen Killer never had those things in his head, he just took the assignment, finished the job, and was ready to go as usual.

If there was no sudden fire, for Oda Sakunosuke, this day would just be the day he ended his career as a killer.

It seemed to make sense, but in retrospect, it was nothing special.

When he heard the shouts and commotion from downstairs, several escape routes had spontaneously formed in his mind.And instinct wandered among several lines for a second, and then settled on one.

The fire started from the downstairs on the east side. According to the data collected before, it was a room that had just been renovated and was not occupied yet.The room of the task target is located in the middle, and the west side is a new tenant who moved in soon.

Turn over from here to the one on the west side, and then slide down two floors along the outer wall.He should be able to make his way down the hallway before the fire spreads downward.

After determining the target, Oda Sakunosuke dug out the tools he was carrying, and half hung himself on the outer wall of the room.Then he aimed one hand at the windows of the residents' houses on the west side, and fired two shots "bang" and "bang".

He didn't think about the presence or absence of the owner, or it wasn't a problem for him. After 20 seconds, he successfully landed on the kitchen counter. The moment his feet hit the ground, he realized another voice in the room——

cry.

More precisely, the cry of a child.

Like a hallucination, when he walked out of the kitchen, the sound had completely disappeared.

Oda Sakunosuke pushed open the bedroom door, which wasn't locked, so there wasn't even a need for a backup plan.He didn't have any other thoughts at first, but when he actually walked in, he subconsciously observed the situation in the room.

Then the boy was very brief, stunned for a second.

There was a subtle smell in the room, if I had to find an adjective, it would probably be "home".Inside, however, the situation is quite the opposite, at least from a killer's point of view.

Under the unobtrusive bedside lamp, the woman lay down on the bed with her eyes closed, her body felt a weird twist, as if she had been tortured by the pain of not being able to speak for quite some time.

With just one glance, the teenager's killer was very sure that this person was dead.

Moreover, he died from an overdose of sleeping pills.

Beside the dead woman, a child in culottes curled up there, his body twitching slightly from time to time due to instinct.It seemed that he had cried too much just now, and even though his consciousness had fallen into a semi-comatose state, he was still immersed in a nightmare.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at her, and after a few seconds, his eyes fell on the dead woman again.

In order to complete the task smoothly, he always investigates the situation of the target in advance, including the surrounding environment that may affect the progress.So he knew that the woman in this house was single, with a daughter who was only three years old.

And now, the mother committed suicide by taking sleeping pills, leaving the child who will be taken away by the fire in the near future.

At that moment, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly remembered that book, the book that made him decide not to kill people anymore, and hoped that one day he could actually write something.His life had been nothing but killing until then, and it was the book that woke him up like morning light at dawn.

But now, in front of his eyes lay a young life that was about to die, and the blood left during the mission remained in his nails.

The temperature of the room was rising unnoticed, which meant that the fire was gradually spreading from a safe place.The young killer of the past knew that he could not stay any longer. At a certain moment, he felt in a trance that he had jumped out of the window, just like the future that was actually staged in a certain space every time he used the supernatural ability "Sky|Seamless Clothes".

However, when he came back to his senses, he found that he was just standing by the window, holding a strange and soft ball in his arms.

The sleeping girl didn't realize that she had been moved, nor did she realize how unfamiliar the person holding her was.She seemed to be born with the ability to follow the customs of the country, and even spontaneously found a relatively flat place - the chest of the person holding her - and fell asleep more soundly.

And Oda Sakunosuke was stiff all over.

He didn't know why he did it, just like he never thought about why he killed a person.

Until this moment, he looked at the girl sleeping in his arms, as if he suddenly touched another strange world.

Like he opened that book, like he suddenly decided not to kill people anymore.At the moment he makes a choice, the outcome of the choice cannot be predicted.Even with the ability of "Seamless Clothes", Oda Sakunosuke only has six to seven seconds more room for repentance than others.

"If you wake up, you won't think that I killed your mother." The boy looked at the girl's face and said to himself, "That's it."

Two years later.

"Asuke! Why did you burn through the milk pot again——"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the five-year-old girl rushed into the living room like a cannonball, grabbing the folds of her floral skirt.

This is a small living room, only about half the size of a mansion of the same type.The other half was partitioned and completely separated with a door.

In addition to the living room, this suite also includes a dining room, kitchen, toilet, and two bedrooms that are almost next to each other.One of them was converted into a study, and the real bedroom was turned into a study-although not many books.

Here is 16-year-old Sakunosuke Oda, and his five-year-old—daughter?younger sister?Or a relative's child?Rented the place for a year.

The child has the same surname as him, and his full name is Oda Miyuki.

In fact, if you don't know their ages, most people even believe that they are father and daughter compared to siblings with a big age gap.After all, compared with his peers, this boy surnamed Oda doesn't have the youthful spirit that a teenager should have at all.

He always seemed to have a sense of decadence, or... something else.

Not to mention that since last year, due to the secondary development of puberty, that face has matured like a plastic surgery——

Oda Sakunosuke's figure is the same as that of all his peers due to the nutritional imbalance caused by his height. His height of nearly 1.8 meters has become thinner than a telegraph pole.At the same time, the youthful and childishness of a teenager quickly faded from his cheeks, and he looked like an adult male in his 20s.

"Asuke! You're ignoring me again!"

Compared with Oda Sakunosuke, who is inexplicably out of age and who is always unclear about who is his elder brother or father, Oda Miyuki is a little girl who is completely in line with her age.If there was a problem, it was that she looked too lively.

"……what?"

The man who was fascinated by the book came back to his senses because of a scream close to his ear, and looked at Oda Miyuki in a daze, and then his eyes fell on her angry expression.

"Ah! Miyuki, is the milk ready..."

Finally smelling the strange smell of burnt milk in the air, the man's last syllable stuck in his throat, and then disappeared.

Oda Miyuki looks very angry, but as a little girl carved in pink and jade, this expression is very cute.

However, as the caregiver who has lived together for two years, the 16-year-old was shocked——

"Wow——this is the first milk pot, I can't let me step on a stool to look at the pot every time, I don't have a kitchen table! Ah Zhu, you are such a big person, have you never used it before? Don't eat well, or can go to restaurants every day? Woohoo, I know I spent a lot of money on you, and even the diapers are used later than Shimura's, but I don't want to wow, you still have to give them away I go to kindergarten, how expensive is kindergarten..."

Many years later, this unruly childhood past will obviously become the eternal dark history of Oda Miyuki.But a girl as young as five doesn't realize this any more than a three-year-old is ashamed of wetting the bed.

Facing the girl's sudden howling, even though it was not the first time, Oda Sakunosuke still felt a headache.

As underage singles with children, the killers of the past did not know a truth - raising a child is like drawing a card. When you think you can have a black mud or a singer in Yokohama, in fact, you may be nine times in a row An uncle who has a crush on a young girl.

This is probably life.