[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

While I've been trying really hard to achieve precise control of the twist without touching the target, the practice hasn't really paid off.

On the third day, Mr. Aizawa directly changed my training content to pure gymnastics training.

I think he should have given up the idea of ​​letting me strengthen my personality, so I can only try to continue using my personality in the battle with the teaching staff, but the result is still exactly the same. If I don’t touch the target, the degree of distortion cannot be achieved Take control.

After school, I took the car driven by my senior directly to the office under Yuki's family name.

If my life before Daddy Cheap died was basically going to school, staying in school until I had to go home, go home, then my life now has become going to school, going to Yuki's office to study everything I need to master content, go home.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this.

Life now is indeed much busier than before, but at least I have found the feeling of being "alive".

Today's learning content is personnel scheduling.I have been doing back office work during the holidays before, and the general process of this work is already very clear, so the end time is earlier than usual.

When I was escorted to the gate of Yuki's house by my seniors, I saw my mother standing in the entrance talking to two people dressed as policemen.

There was an expression on her face that I had never seen before. I don't know if this expression should be described as "angry" or "tough", but her volume is not low, even standing at the gate of the yard, I can hear Clear the content of her words.

"Please come back," the woman in the black kimono frowned and said loudly, "Please don't come again, my daughter is living a good life now, I hope you don't bother us anymore!"

I greeted my senior, opened the yard door and walked towards the house.

"Mother, what happened?"

Without waiting for the mother to answer, the two policemen turned their heads as if they saw the savior, and hurriedly explained what they wanted.

"You are Miss Nuo, we are from Hachioji, about 11 years ago you—"

"Enough!" Mother suddenly screamed and ran out. She ran so fast that she didn't even put on her clogs. Her pear-white foot pockets were painted a dirty black-gray on the ground, which made her look like she didn't care about her appearance. The shrew in the market, "I have already said, don't bother our mother and daughter again!"

Before I could react, she hugged me and pulled me into her arms in a strong protective gesture.

"Ms. Yuki..."

There was a look of unease on the policeman's face.

"Get out! Get out now!" The always reserved mother finally yelled, "Are you still human! Niu Xu just lost her father! What do you mean by bothering her with old stories now! That case has already passed. It’s over, you ran over to ask a child what to do! Do you have to drive our mother and daughter to a dead end to be reconciled!”

I smell the light lily fragrance on my mother.Her arms were trembling, and her chest was heaving violently, as if the person in front of her was not a policeman, but an executioner who was about to kill me.

Hachioji, 11 years ago.

It could only be that.

The one where I killed my own parents.

My mother's reaction is also natural. To me, that incident is like a scar on my heart.

I have been in Yuki's house for five years. During these five years, no one dared to mention my biological parents. They are like subtle taboos, known by everyone, but kept secret by everyone.

Cheap Papa's funeral has just ended, and now is the period when Yuki's family is most vulnerable.As the sole heir of the Yuki family, my mental state must remain absolutely stable, so that I can learn to take over everything in this family.

And that incident 11 years ago was like a deep-water bomb, and it only needed a little corner to blow up my calmness that was strong enough to blow it to pieces.

Mother also knew that I was far less calm than I seemed to be.

These days when the maids at home are chatting, I am the one who talks the most. What is it that I was an orphan and killed my adoptive father? people.

In this case, it's only natural that she doesn't want me to recall what happened 11 years ago.

But I also know very well in my heart that what happened has always happened, even if it is avoided, it is meaningless.

I raised my arm and patted my mother's arm reassuringly, and softened my voice, "Calm down, mother, they are here for my business, just let me talk to them."

"No!" The woman's tone became more forceful, and she tightened her grip on me, as if I would fly away from her arms in the next second, "Don't think about what happened at that time, Niu Xu, you are a knot now. Daughter of the Cheng family, this is enough!"

I sighed.

"You also said that I am the daughter of the Yucheng family," I slowly pushed away my mother's arm that was holding me, and smiled at her, "The daughter of the Yucheng family will not collapse because of such a trivial matter. "

My words seemed to flip a switch.

The woman grabbed my shoulders, buried her head in my arms and cried loudly.Probably because my mother was too emotional, I couldn't hear what she was crying, and I could barely distinguish the names I had heard from the intermittent syllables.

Healing branches.

She seemed to be calling that name all the time.

When my mother's mood stabilized a bit, I called for someone to help her into the house, and then I led the two policemen to the reception room far away from the mother's bedroom, and ordered the maid to prepare refreshments.

"Miss Niuxu, don't be so polite." One of the older men waved his hand, he seemed a little embarrassed, "We are not here to investigate the case this time, but just want to confirm something with you."

It turned out to be the case.

I was still thinking just now that with my mother's personality and upbringing, even if it does affect my mental state, she shouldn't refuse the police's request.After a long time, these two people came in private names.

"You just said 11 years ago, right?" I asked someone to put the tea on the table, and then drove away the maids who wanted to stay in the reception room to listen to the excitement, "All I can think of is my biological father and biological mother Is the matter...is it related to them?"

The other party froze for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Yes," he said, "the conclusion was that you awakened personalities and killed them by mistake when your emotions got out of hand."

What appeared in front of my eyes were the overlapping and twisted corpses of a man and a woman.

My hand holding the tea shook, almost spilling the liquid in the cup.

"Yes, you go on."

"Actually, there were only four people who handled this case, and I was one of them." The man hesitated for a while, as if he was thinking about how to word it, "Because I couldn't find a reasonable explanation, I can only come to this conclusion...but we are all I suspect that it might not be you, Miss Niu Xu, who killed your biological parents back then."

The author has something to say:

Stuff some old sesame seeds and rotten millet leftovers

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I actually wanted to ask something all the time, but when I asked it, it seemed like I was a badass and never dared to ask.

That is, what is your definition of "strong"?

It’s not the first person to tell me that I don’t see how strong the heroine is and why she’s so pushy...I really want to ask whether I think too much or some people think too little

First of all, when I made the character design, I have already written clearly that the heroine is "with a combat power that is not inferior to that of a student of the hero science". In the plot of the third part, Kachan can still be hanged up by Aizawa to fight, not to mention that the heroine can hold Kachan and Mr. Hong at the same time in the first round of qualifiers of the Sports Festival. I think I am already strong. show

What's more, the character of the heroine is sent to the orphanage after her personality is awakened, and she is not adopted until she is ten years old. When the plot begins, the heroine is in her first year of high school, that is, she is about 15 years old. Before that, she didn't want to use her personality at all.In five years, I was able to grow to the point where I was able to receive Nao Wu's attack head-on in USJ (don't mention the Big Three, Mr. Hong didn't even dare to get close to Nao Wu's body), and the sports festival defeated Chang An by physical skills. Personally, I think it can be described as "battle genius".Of course, the training the heroine received was also hell-style, but she has always been very clear that the capital she gained in Yuki's family is absolute strength, so she didn't show any complaints about it.But after all, she is still an immature child. It is normal for her to feel that people who "have less training intensity than me" are not qualified to be arrogant in front of her. When judging, she chose to remain silent, calling "cheap daddy" in her heart, but she still called "father" obediently)

Then there is the issue of the heroine's attitude towards others. The heroine is indeed not as strong as every second, but her combat effectiveness can be regarded as the ceiling level among her peers. She still doesn't use her personality. Under this premise, I don't think What's the big problem with her attitude? The heroine herself said that being weak is the original sin. In her eyes, only those who are stronger than her are eligible to form a team with her and negotiate terms with her. There is no need to be kind to those who are not as good as her. Anyway, she I never thought of myself as a good person

Then I bb again a sentence that I bb once:

If you don't like the heroine, just go away, really, don't leave me a message, I won't change all the previous plot just because of your message, and you waste time typing.Promise me, don't embarrass yourself, okay, I will feel bad.