[Tutor Squalo] Moon and Shark

It was autumn with perfect sunshine.Sicily has a sapphire-like magnificent seascape. In autumn, the gardens will turn colorful, and those delicate or abstract artworks are subtly integrated into the natural scenery. Everywhere is as beautiful as an oil painting.

Every day I spend here, I try to appreciate it as much as I can.Beauty is always beauty, no matter what the human being is, and even a glimpse can reach eternity.But I was really not in the mood that day, because I was about to vomit from crying, and the colors and temperatures of the world were only a hazy mess in front of my eyes.

I'm burying Toto.Toto is a golden retriever and it is my dog, although the trainer told me when he asked me to kill it that it is not my dog, but a family property, which was purchased with organization funds and used to train me Such a precious resource of talents that is valued, so I do not have any ownership or even the right to use it. After all, strictly speaking, I am only the property of the organization.

I said mmp in my heart, but I only said "oh" on the surface.

Then, in order to keep Toto, I struggled to fight with the coach. As a result, I was hung upside down at the gate for a whole night. When I was finally put down, my whole head turned purple.The coach said there were two options and asked me which one to choose.I stupidly asked if Toto and I could only live alone, so let Toto live, I don't mind going to heaven early.

The coach rolled his eyes and said that you, a mafia, still want to go to heaven. I plausibly said that I can put down the butcher knife at any time, so why can't I become a Buddha immediately.Then the coach beat me up again, saying that this is the end of contradicting the superior, and the next time I do it again, I will die.

"You have only two choices," he said. "Either kill the dog and you survive, or I will kill you and kill the dog. Do you understand, brat?"

"Ok." I said.

So I killed Toto.

The autumn sun is warm, the sky is unbelievably blue, and the woods near the family are all melted in the golden warm light.I hugged a big golden retriever with a stiff body, walked through the bushes and grass, and dug a grave for it by the side of a shimmering stream.

I originally wanted to find a beautiful big box for Toto as a coffin, but at that time I had only been in Vengley for a year. No money to afford a dog's coffin.As a last resort, I found a piece of wood and wrote on it with chalk: Toto is buried here, 1991-1993, a golden retriever who loved humans very much but was never loved by humans, and died at the hands of a garbage bastard.May she rest in peace here.

I was 11 at the time, Italian literature was shabby, and I probably made a lot of spelling and grammatical mistakes, but I really took my writing seriously.

That's when Squalo appeared.When I filled up Toto's grave and put the tombstone—the piece of wood—in place, he appeared across the river.

"Hey!! That scumbag who has disturbed people's dreams since the very beginning!!! What are you doing!!!!"

When people are too sad, they don't pay attention to other people's interruptions, let alone such unpleasant interruptions.

"Hey scum!! Talk about you!!!"

And if you want to say "disturbing people's dreams", your loud voice is the most qualified.Not only disturbing people's lucid dreams, you can disturb Freddy's dreams.

"Hey!!! Kill you, bastard!!!"

Accompanied by his sky-shattering loud voice, there were naturally countless sword shadows with cold light.For a long time, I have only seen Squalo who can stab a storm-like sword move in an instant.Of course, it doesn't rule out that he is the only one who is waving his sword and yelling loudly, for fear that others will not know that he is a swordsman.

As I said, I was in a bad mood at the time, so bad that I didn't feel interested in getting angry with this evil star who came out halfway.When the sword wind came, I just didn't want this guy to destroy Toto's tomb.

So I kept crying without looking up while cutting off Squalo's attack.

Let me introduce my ability a little bit. After nagging for so long, it is necessary for people to understand that there are reasons for my being trafficked and valued by my family.I can freely manipulate space to devour existing things, including matter and energy.The coach said that maybe I could even swallow the flames of death energy, and it was later confirmed that I could, although I was not that strong at the beginning.

However, it was more than enough to deal with the sword that the 11-year-old Squalo swung casually.

Until many years later, I can still recall that autumn sunny afternoon, when Squalo's sword move was swallowed up by my space, leaving a piece of sword energy falling into the river, stirring up a piece of gold like gold. splash.I remember the refreshing splash of the water, and when I finally looked up, through my swollen eyes and blurred vision, I saw a small piece of dazzling silver on the other side.

And of course his loud voice.

"Hey? What did you scum do, you don't look bad!!! Why, is this expression looking down on me? Watch me chop you into pieces!!!"

Even though I was sad, I couldn't help thinking: I'm an idiot.

To be fair, Spelby Squalo was a man of sky-high self-esteem and competitiveness, who could never bear the slightest indifference, and could be forgiven for reacting in that way.It is also because of this that later I watched him endure humiliation under XANXUS for many years, and endure hardships to raise (?) a group of bad elements in Balian. , and the emotion of Hexi in 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

But I didn't know him well when I first met him, so I stood by my verdict: an idiot.

He thought I was a scumbag, and I thought he was a fool, especially since I thought I was responsible for protecting Toto's tomb, so of course we had a fight.

Yes, my acquaintance with Spelby Squalo began with a fight.