super high school level scourge

"I've helped him treat the wound, but he has a fever and it's very hot, and I've given him antipyretics... Makoto, when will you come back, I'm scared... Xingta is still so young."

The mother in my childhood memories has never behaved so badly. In my impression, she is a woman who is expressionless and occasionally smiles. She does not shed tears, does not have broken thoughts, and does not lose her temper over trivial matters. .The former Fennir's mercenary War Blade Muke is now the mother Sapling Muke who has a child.

"Listen to me, I'm driving home, and I'll be home soon, he'll be fine, you won't lose him, trust me."

On the other end of the phone is my father's voice, gentle and reassuring. Apart from the voice, he is a man with a world of difference in combat power from his mother. He is so weak...so weak that it makes people feel ashamed. Every time he rides on the When he grabbed his hair on his shoulder, he would always say: "It hurts so much, fortunately stop too soon, you hurt me!" (I admit that I did it deliberately.)

I really like to see my father trying to stop me, but he doesn't want to hit me. I like the way my mother gives me a warning look, and then rubs my father's head. When did it start... I gradually followed them Draw a clear line, gradually, no longer call them mom and dad...

It must have started with understanding the horror of Enoshima Shieldko in a true sense.

That is, the prelude to what happened on the top. It happened a long time ago. I just learned how to sue my mother, pull out my dad’s magazine, and...in a real sense, I learned what to abandon and give if I want to live. time things.

It was an ordinary day for an ordinary family. The scratched disc made people unable to read. It was a very ordinary and ordinary day...

It was supposed to be like this...

The well-behaved child sat on the chair and ate the cream cake on the plate, and the mother who was full of love was talking on the phone with the father who was at work every day.

After retiring from the mercenary work, my mother was always very disturbed. At the beginning, she almost kept calling her father on the phone, and the busy father patiently comforted the mother who was at a loss and enjoying a peaceful life, and then gradually Yes, the contact between them became less after they separated. Because of Dad's hard work, my mother gradually adapted to the family life of an ordinary housewife, except for stepping on the stool to show off her miraculous movements when washing the curtains.

My mother is not an only child, she also has a younger sister.

My younger sister, who is working as a model for leading fashion magazines, is also at home today. She has no image of a royal sister at work, wearing blue shorts and a black t-shirt with her legs crossed, and her mother's younger sister is sitting on a chair poking the cake on the plate , almost poked the cake on the plate into jam, she poked the cake with a silver fork, and at the same time, she roughly swept the knife with strawberry jam on the table with her eyes, and then stared straight at her own little nephew.

The sight of the woman made the boy feel a sense of crisis.

"Auntie..."

The woman sitting opposite the boy accidentally cracked the plate under her hand. She held the fork tightly, and then slowly put it down. She covered the remains of the cake with a paper towel, and then reached out to touch the strawberry jam. Opposite her was the little nephew who had expected something to happen and dared not make a sound: "...do you know?" The woman touched the blade of the knife with her hand painted with bright red nail polish: " I hate you very much." The knife in the woman's hand suddenly swung over.

Everything was so sudden, it was as terrifying as if a corpse was salvaged from a still lake... and it made people tremble, the overwhelming malice swept through the young body, and the cold eyes of relatives made people feel as tall as the Tokyo Sky Tree of despair.

Does my existence make you feel sick just like that... Enoshima Junko, this is the only word that can be quickly reflected in the brain.

"Little shield—!"

The sound of things falling and breaking, mother's yelling, pricking pain, and... blood?My blood... yes, my blood that stained the floor red, it hurts so much, I want to cry... I want to scream... I want to shout mom and dad...

"Small shield, don't pinch Kota's neck! Let him go!"

Yes, I can't make a sound...

Someone is pressing on my body, pinching my neck hard, her malice, her killing intent, has never stopped, it just erupted suddenly...

Do you feel sick? Enoshima Dunko, the existence of Shota Naegi is a stain on your life. He left a stain on your life, and now you have left him a psychological shadow. In this way, no one owes it. Who is it, we should get along well in the future...

Heh...get along well...

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...

"As long as you are alive, let us live together in peace, during the time you have entered the countdown of your life."

"I won't admit you, you are a demon that shouldn't exist in this world."

Suddenly, I couldn’t feel any pain, I couldn’t hear my mother’s voice, and I couldn’t hear my father’s voice either. There was only Enoshima Junko’s distorted face trying to strangle me to death, and the super high school-level hot girl E The shield of the island is still there, and she is still pressing on me, not on me when I was a child, but on me who is now a junior high school student.

"Enoshima Shield."

"Enoshima Shield..."

"Enoshima Donko Enoshima Donko Enoshima Donko Enoshima Donko Enoshima Donko wants to kill you wants to kill you wants to kill you...I want to see you in a riot The expression in the middle! I really love the way you look when you are angry with me, you are so irritable and crazy, so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off, I like it so much... The way you want to kill me, but you can't kill me... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

me……

"Sure enough, I still like you the most."

"Meow~." I also like Kota's nose licking (canned food) the most~~~...

……

Weak Niao Mu Xingta was attacked by his sister's cat. He raised his lame legs and meowed the canned food coquettishly. He was bitten by the cat with too much force. He didn't want his sister to cry because the cat died. For a few days, Xingta resisted the thought of killing the cat: "Why are you in my room?" Xingta, who had no experience in taking care of small animals, got up holding the butt of a can like a child.

The sequelae of fever made Xingta's head a little uncomfortable. Although being sick made people feel very uncomfortable, but the smell of home in the air made people feel at ease. Xingta's nerves that had been tense in the hospital relaxed.

Although it is a monotonous room with only a bed, desk, chair and wardrobe, and no small furnishings, but... this is indeed the decoration of Kota Naegi's room, a place where he simply uses it for sleeping and storing supplies...

Xingta held the can and opened his desk drawer, and when he pulled it out a little, he could see the textbooks in the drawer, but... dragged it out again, and the inner layer blocked by the partition was full of portable books. There are all types of Cold Steel weapons, even the card knives and business cards that Kota often wears on his body are all inside.

That's right, it's something that will be in Kota Naegi's room.

After confirming that the things in the drawer had not been touched by anyone, Xingta turned around and walked to the closet. He opened the sliding door of the closet, looked at the compartments separated by wooden boards, and reached out to touch the inside of the door. From inside, he took out a pure black sword and a pure black baseball bat.

Nothing in the closet showed signs of being touched.

"How long have I been sleeping? I'm so hungry..." Xingta, who hadn't eaten for a long time after returning home from the hospital for some reason, went downstairs with cans to look for food, hoping that he could find something to eat at home.Xingtai didn't expect Cheng to leave food for him, nor did he expect Mukui to cook for the patient. The possibility of the former was the same as Shishen Baiye would give his deputy a long vacation. It's good that the latter didn't poison the patient.

As soon as Xingta carried the cat to 1F, she heard her younger sister Xiaotao laughing happily in the living room, and there was a soft voice laughing with her. If you don’t listen carefully, you might ignore it. Xingta is sure about this Mukuro's voice is not Mukuro's, Mukuro will only smile at Cheng... and will never make a sound.

An outsider or an enemy, these are the only two options that Niao Mu Xingta's strangely constructed brain can think of. If the person in the living room is the first option, then he still has the possibility of survival, but... if it is the latter...

...Let's skip this question anyway.

There are very few guests in the sapling's house. Generally, there are only two kinds of people who can enter the sapling's house, family members and subordinates (here is the truth that Tsuna has not been killed for so many years).The only popular member of the Sapling family is Sapling’s father, but he never brings guests home. The first reason is that his son is very afraid of strangers (not that he is afraid of strangers, but he hates the territory being occupied), and the second reason is that the whole family prefers to be quiet. Because of this, there are almost no guests at the sapling house, and the only one who comes several times a year is Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was incorporated into the staff of sapling Kota...

Kota opened the door of his living room with the cat in his arms.

The afternoon sun illuminated the milky-white sofa in the living room a little golden. One large and one small figures were folding something on the coffee table. Around them were scattered colored papers all over the floor. It is a small paper crane.One of them is trying to fold is Xingta's younger sister, and the other... makes Xingta feel a little familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

"Meow~~~."

"Huh?! Oni-chan!" Xiaotao, who heard the meowing of the cat, looked up and saw her brother in a white T-shirt holding the cat with a listless expression on his face. She put down her brush and ran to Xingta and asked him to squat down. One point: "Yeah, the fever has subsided." Xiaotao imitated the way Mukuro touched Xingta's forehead before.

Xingtai raised his hand and flicked Xiaotao's head: "It's Mukuro."

"It hurts. My aunt has gone out. She won't come back until tomorrow. She said she was sent away? Who is here? She said that you will cook for me when you wake up and sleep with me at night. Uncle said that you will come back later at night. , let you leave him a meal." Xiao Tao, who was able to complete the adult's instructions at a young age, rubbed her head that was hurt by the bullet.

"Who is it?" Xingta, who was particularly lazy after being ill, stared at his younger sister and asked with care.

Xiaotao looked at her elder brother who cherished words like gold, and then looked at the guest sitting on the cushion in the living room, who was a little at a loss and said, "Xiaotao's 'guest', Sister Nagi! My brother is going to cook a meal for three people today. !" Knowing from her aunt before that her elder brother would distort visitors into enemies, she especially accentuated the word "guest".

Xiaotao really doesn't want her brother to do something horrible, just like the sharp things he hides in the drawer of the room (it's wrong to look through the drawer of his brother).

"It's four people, you forgot about sincerity." Xingtai didn't know that Xiaotao accidentally found the weapon he put in the drawer, he put the can in Xiaotao's arms, washed his hands, put on a bear apron and went to the kitchen to cook. The meal is gone.

The lady guest who didn't know that she had escaped was a little overwhelmed and wanted to refuse: "Oh... I... I don't need it, I was just asked by Aunt Sapling to send Xiaotao home, if I come home too late, I will It made my mother unhappy, so..."

"...Sister, don't you stay for dinner?" Xiao Tao, who rarely brings her friends home, looked at Nagi with tears in her arms, as if if you didn't eat, I'd cry for my brother.

"I……"

Before Nagi received Momo's message, Xingta, who felt a sense of crisis, responded first. Xingta, who really didn't want to enjoy the feeling of magic sound piercing, stared at Nagi wearing a cute bear apron and said, "You can use my phone to say In a moment, I will take you home with Xiaotao at night, you will stay, right?"

The innocent Nagi was a little terrified by Xingta's stare, and Nagi always felt that if she said no, the kitchen knife in the boy's hand would fly over... "...Yes, excuse me." Threatening others to stay for dinner Mr. Strange.

"You're welcome." The young lady who poked at me again in her heart.

"So, is there anything you can't eat?"

"I... am only allergic to pineapples, and greasy ones... are not very good at it either."

"Let's cook hot pot."

(Naegi Makoto: It’s too extravagant for three people to cook hot pot!)

"It's such a happy decision."

(Sapling Makoto: Brat, did you do it on purpose—!)

"Oh, it's such a happy decision, remember to save some soup for Cheng."

"Oh!"

"..."

*********

After sending Nagi home.

"Brother, these paper cranes are for you."

"Thank you."

"You have to sing to lull me to sleep."

"..." You'd better kill me.