[Tutor Squalo] Moon and Shark

Not long after enrolling in school, I discovered one thing, this person, if you are under a lot of pressure, you will be prone to psychopathy, and if the pressure is accompanied by blood and violence, then the degree of everyone's psychopathy will be multiplied by the outbreak.

Someone in the Mafia Candidate School is abusing and killing animals.Discovered this one morning when I was squatting in the woods after the rain, looking forward to finding some edible mushrooms for a BBQ or something, and Spelby Squalo was at Practice swords in a more central place.There are a few dummies there, which can be regarded as a small training ground. Since this shark entered school, the dummies have been replaced wave after wave, and they have become stronger and stronger, but they still can't change the fate of being eliminated quickly.No wonder the mafia burns money, tsk tsk.

The dog staggered out of the bushes, very weakly on his feet.This can't be blamed on it, another human being would be so weak after a large piece of flesh and blood was gouged out from his back.I looked at it in amazement, and the big hole in its back that was no longer bleeding.It stares at me too.I can't tell what kind of look it is—warning?hostility?help?pain?I just realized that dogs can have such complicated eyes.

I stared at it stupidly for a while, and didn't realize it until Squalo got closer.He glanced at the dog and said with disdain that another incompetent piece of trash has taken it out on an animal, which is sad.I was shocked, and asked why someone was so perverted, and Squalo thought I was stupid, and said that people can kill animals, so why can't they kill animals.

"Then you kill?"

"Those who say they are incompetent only dare to attack animals!!! Are you insulting my pride as a swordsman? Bastard!!! Kill you!!!!"

That is not to kill.I struggled for a long time, calculated the thickness of my wallet and how much I owed Pengelie, and in the end I could only admit that I was still a pauper.Alas, poverty is terminally ill, and there is no cure.

"Do you think dogs eat mushrooms?" I grabbed a white mushroom, thinking about other foods that can be sourced locally, "Or should I roast it first?"

"...You don't want to raise this dog, do you?" Squalo's tone was subtle, but immediately he laughed loudly like thunder, "Don't be so stupid!! Hey!! If you can't wait to die, do it now Cut you off!!!"

No matter what Squalo said, I ended up adopting the dog.Part of the reason is that it was not scared away by the shark's loud voice, but still looked at me quietly. That look reminded me of Toto and made me feel that I had some indescribable responsibility for it. .I don't think it's Toto coming back to me in another form, like many romantic dramas will describe, not to mention that I suddenly became an animal protector and pulled up the banner with enthusiasm every year Waving small flags to protest Japan's whaling protests against China's eating dog meat protests and the like, that's not the case.Those may be very good, but they are too far away from me, so they have nothing to do with me.

It's just that if I don't do anything, I'm not myself anymore.That's all.

I named him Venus, even though he was a male dog.During that time, I used to take it secretly to catch fish, and then chattered to it while roasting, saying that you don’t want to hate me for giving you a female name. After all, incompleteness makes beauty. One piece, in fact, you have become the god of beauty among dogs, and you must be very popular from now on.Every time I chanted, Venus gnawed at the fish silently, and looked at me with a look of suspicion and contempt.Speaking of it, it is obviously a dog, but it can swim, catch fish and eat fish. It is really a cross-border dog talent and an animal elite. A promotion and salary increase to marry Bai Fumei is just around the corner.

Soon after, I lost Venus as I lost Toto.When I came back from training one day, Venus had become a pile of broken bones and rotten flesh in my dormitory. If it wasn’t for a note that said “your dog” thoughtfully placed beside it, I really wouldn’t have recognized him.

I thought, is that person stupid, afraid that I won't be able to find him, so I left a proof for myself?

The murderer was easily found. The three of them were the bad boy who bullied Young Master Dino that time.I broke into the boys’ dormitory in the middle of the night, beat them up black and blue, then shaved my head, took off my clothes, and hung upside down in the most conspicuous place in the center of the campus, just like the coaches often do to me.

I dug a grave for Venus where I met her, and buried her with a bunch of white mushrooms.At first, I thought it likes to eat fish, should I grill two fish as a sacrifice, but then I thought about it, the dog will die, and if I can’t eat it, don’t waste the life of the fish.

When I filled in the last handful of soil, Squalo came to look for me—probably not looking for me, but came to his training ground as usual, and yelled at me by the way.

Yelling is the normal way of talking to him.

"Hey trash!!!! If you cry again, I'll cut you off!!!"

I remember that he was quite irritable that day, a little more irritable than usual, probably because he was woken up by the sound of me fighting the night before and didn't sleep well.Not only yelling, but also waving the long sword to try to beat me.

"Why don't you kill those three people!! Garbage, are you so cowardly!! Cowards, idiots who don't deserve to live in the mafia world, let me chop you up now-hey!!!"

In all the years I spent with Squalo, a good part of it was spent in fights, especially when I was young.At that time, he was not the conscientious and hard-working mother-in-law captain of Balian, and I was not a member of the combat unit directly under the leader of Peng Gelie and a logistics liaison officer of Balian. I still had a lot of time to spend on daily chores. There are naturally many moments of pleasing to the eye and drawing swords.

After fighting so many times back and forth, it is naturally impossible for me to remember the details of each battle, let alone describe it carefully, saying that he cut me first with a sword, and I blocked it. Jump away... We are not actors who perform violence in the fighting arena, so these descriptions will be omitted.

All I remember are clips and sounds.Ping ping ping ping, ping ping ping.Trees fell.Blades of grass shredded.The training ground dummies were cut in half.Someone in the distance is exclaiming.A strange light smoke curled up in the scorching sun.

How strange, those moments that were supposed to be noisy, noisy, full of panting and sweat, turned into countless still pictures in later memories.It was as if some hand had pinned them in place, and then removed all sound.

The fight that day ended exactly like any other.He didn't kill me, and I didn't fulfill my desire to beat him up as fast as I could.I am miserable.

In the end, Squalo faced the only bruise on his face and asked me with a stinky face if I would have a dog next time.

I thought about it for a while.soon.

"Raise it." I said.

He kicked and broke a small sapling next to him.If he has the ability, he can go to the oak tree that is hundreds of years old. It's nothing to bully a small tree.

"Incorrigible idiot," said Squalo coldly. "You're going to die some day for something like that, and die a terrible death."

If that's the case, I deserve it.Just like if Squalo died a miserable death, I would say he deserved it.

This is the Mafia.

The author has something to say: Why do I feel that the face-rolling keyboard is actually better than the one I described seriously.

Isn’t it very compelling!

I want to consider the next book and write it with my face on the keyboard!