[Comprehensive] The way of a giant baby's group pet

You Tianzhi Village turned around and came to the river bank very early. He hugged his knees and anxiously scratched the skin around his eyes with his nails.

"What's wrong?" the adult sitting next to him asked.

"My father found the All Might poster that Mi Jun gave me."

Shimura turned around and told the adult about his father throwing away the poster in a rage.

"Your father, do you hate heroes?"

"Ah."

My father hated heroes and made it a rule that no one in the family was allowed to discuss heroes.

Whenever my desire to be a hero was exposed, my father would put on a gloomy face and scold or physically punish himself.

As the head of the family, the father is the authority, and no one dares to resist him.

The home is very depressing, the air makes the mouth dry, the throat is dull, and the skin becomes itchy.

"After my personality is awakened, my father will support me as a hero..." Shimura turned to comfort himself.

The adults around were quiet for a while, put their hands on their heads, and asked, "What kind of personality do you want?"

Shimura Zhuan arc's eyes lit up, and he had countless fantasies about his unawakened personality.

"I hope that my personality is very destructive and has a large attack range. Like All Might, a single action has super power!"

The adult laughed comfortably, "Like All Might? Your body doesn't look like it can bear such a strong personality."

Shimura turned around and lowered his head sullenly. His body type is indeed not the type of strength, and I am afraid that it is also insulated from Olmert's enhanced personality.

"However, it's not uncommon for him to have a personality that can show great power without swinging his fist." The lord took a step back and said, "Really?"

The adult nodded and got up and said, "Then, it's time for me to go on a business trip."

"What are you going to do?"

The adult raised the arc of his mouth and said, "Go do something dangerous.

This grown-up looks like a fox when he smiles.

Although I chatted for a few days, I found that I knew nothing about him, which made people feel very cunning.

A few days later the grown-up reappeared with injuries.

"You really did something very dangerous." Shimura turned around and found several deep cracks on the back of the adult's hand. He could see the red texture extending into the cuff, and he didn't know where it would crack.

From that day on, the adult would always put his hand on his head for a minute. Although he said it was just for fun, Shimura always felt that this action had some kind of meaning.

It's kind of ritualistic.

Regardless of the fact that children should not ask too much about adults, this is what Shimura learned from his family.

One day my sister mysteriously told herself that she had found some good things.

She sneaked into her father's study with herself, which was a forbidden place for them, because many important things called "contracts" would be stored here.

My sister opened the drawer of my father's desk, ignored the unreadable letter paper, and showed me the photo on the letter paper.

"I overheard, this is a photo of my father's mother, our grandmother—Shimura Nana."

I never heard my father mention it.

The person in the photo is gentle and beautiful, just like my mother.

"I heard that our grandmother used to be a hero!" The sister's eyes shone brightly.

Hearing this, Shimura Zhuan arc couldn't help but silently marvel, "Has there ever been a hero in our family..."

"Although I told my father that I want to be a housewife, I also want to be a hero. Turn around, let's hide it from my father and become a hero sibling." My sister said, holding her hand.

That's great, hero siblings.

"Yeah!" Shimura said with a smile.

Suddenly there was a slight sound outside the window, and the two of them were startled reflexively, only to find that it was only raining.

They hastily stuffed the photos back and fled the scene.

It's raining, will that grown-up go to the river bank?

Shimura turned around and looked at the gray sky and thought.

Seeing his mother who was not paying attention here, he secretly put on his rain boots, picked up an umbrella, and slipped out.

When walking on the road, a hand reached out from the phone booth and grabbed his collar, "Wow!" Shimura turned around and found that the three-person group was trapped in the phone booth.

"Shimura, lend us your umbrella." The whip boy reached out to pull Shimura's umbrella.

"I want to use it too..." "Give it to us!"

"Don't!" Nakashimura was a little annoyed at pulling the arc, and the behavior of the other party binding his hands with a whip made him even more annoyed, and he grabbed the other party's whip with his own hand in the struggle.

The whip boy let go of his hand suddenly with a cry of pain, the whip on his fingertips was covered with cracks, and fell off from his fingers like a wooden strip that had been sunburned, "I, my personality?!"

"Shimura is so strong!" His little friend was surprised, they thought it was Shimura Zhuanjian who pulled out the whip, even Shimura Zhuanjia couldn't help thinking so.

Oops, I seem to have torn off someone's whip.

"Are you okay?" Shimura turned to reach out to check the whip man's fingers, "Don't, don't touch me!" The other party turned blue when he looked at Shimura.

He obviously didn't feel being pulled just now, but the whip was broken, and not only the whip, but also cracks appeared on the umbrella bone.

The whip boy urged his companions, "Go quickly."

Shimura turned an arc and watched a few people running into the rain inexplicably, and continued to move forward suspiciously, and he could see the figure on the river bank from a distance.

That adult is really here.

He stood in the rain with a black umbrella in his hands, and when he looked at himself, Shimura Fufu felt that they were clearly thinking the same thing, they both thought that the other party would come, so they came, which made Shimura Fufu very happy.

The adult sent himself home, and my mother was relieved.

The rain receded quickly that day, the thin sunlight mixed with the clear air after the rain, and the pores were refreshed.

But the happy mood didn't last long, and the incident of breaking into the study was discovered.

"Turn the arc! Did you go into my study!" Father's expression was gloomy, and whenever he looked down at himself like this, it always made people feel horrible.

"You looked at the things in my drawer!"

It turns out that children's tricks are always hidden from the eyes of adults.

Father dragged his collar to the yard, "I, I...Wow! Don't!"

What will be the punishment this time?very scary……

"Hutaro, don't hit him." Mother persuaded from the side.

"Mom...wow..."

"He must be taught the rules of the house."

Sometimes I wish my mother had been a little tougher on asserting herself.

My father dragged me to the courtyard, and my sister was crying like my sister. When my father asked her if she went into the study with me, my sister said, "No! Zhuanjia wants to see it!"

for, why...

Father frowned viciously. He was well dressed, like a well-groomed evil spirit, and his face was covered with black mist. Father raised his hand very high...

No, someone, help me.

Mom, grandpa and grandma, they were either nervous or worried or angry and stood aside, watching, no one came to defend me.

This family, built on the authority of my father, always, always denies me.

Very angry, very itchy face.

The force that fell on his face made him almost faint, and he slammed his body on the floor, "Kataro!" Mother angrily shouted at father, but this is not what I want, I hope you, can stand up and protect I.

After my face was numb, it was hot and hot. At first I couldn’t move my mouth when I wanted to cry, but finally I was able to cry under the tree, because my father said that I couldn’t go back to the house until I found out my mistake.

The back hurts so much, probably because he hit a stone when he fell down, and there was an itchy touch on his feet, and Xiaomeng jumped on top of himself.

"Little Meng..."

The air after the rain irritated my pores and itched unbearably.

The fingernails scratched the skin, as if no amount of scratching was enough. Although my mother said that she didn't know what the allergen was, I actually knew that the fear and pressure on my father were the allergens.

As long as you are in this house, you will feel very uncomfortable.

Noon, afternoon, night, no wind, no rain, no moonlight.

No one came to call me into the house, and I kept crying and crying.

"Ah," my palms suddenly hurt, and I felt very irritable. I cried and complained to Xiaomeng: "Xiaomeng, I hate everyone."

"Woo." Xiaomeng called out in a low voice as if he understood.

The air was very cold, and the clothes were damp. Only Xiaomeng felt a little warmth. I hugged it tightly hoping to absorb some warmth. The liquid hotter than body temperature soon soaked into my skin.

Ok?

I saw that my arms were covered with blood, and Xiaomeng was broken into pieces in my hands.

"W-how...!"

"Zuan arc..." My sister came out of the room with her hands behind her back.

Xiaohua!Xiaomeng it...!

"What happened today was my fault..."

Now is not the time to say this, "Ah, ah..." There is no sound in the throat, and it seems that some kind of disease has occurred in the body.

Xiaohua saw my strangeness and the blood on my hands, "Ah!" she screamed.

don't go!I am alone, so scared!

I grabbed her clothes like a lifeline, and the clothes created tears, stretched out to the shoulders, arms, and the whole body, and she screamed and broke into pieces.

At this time, I already had two conjectures in my mind. One was that these were related to me, and the other was that my home was attacked. I suppressed the first thought and used the latter reason to cover myself up.

My mother, grandparents and grandparents heard the sound, "Ah!!" At this time, I was able to make a sound a little bit, and shouted that even I was surprised. I put my hands on the ground, and the ground stretched out fine and deep cracks. These cracks Gouging through the floor and climbing onto the family members, they were all cut into pieces, blood wrapped in the flesh and fell together, "turning the arc..." The speed was so fast that it was completely torn apart before my mother rushed to hug me.

I screamed, but my pores opened comfortably, steaming.

The floor was full of spikes, and my sister's shoes, my mother's long hair, my grandmother's apron, and my grandfather's handkerchief were scattered all over the place.

At this time, I have not lost my mind, and the previous attack was not my subjective intention. The reason why I was completely depraved was because my father walked out of the house at that time and looked at the messy cups and plates on the floor like a table with me.

His resolute and cold face became sad and terrified, "Dad, I'm sorry..." I still hoped that he would forgive me and understand me, but my father's attack on me defeated my last line of psychological defense.

The sharp iron pincers scratched my eyes and lips. Using this attack as an excuse, I obeyed the instinct of destroying everything in my body and threw myself on him.

"Stop! Turn the arc!"

That's what my father yelled to me at that time.

Did he think about saving me, but I couldn't hear it anymore.

I hate everyone!

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!"

There is a pleasure that drowns me like a torrent, so comfortable that I can't breathe.

There's nothing left to destroy, it's all, dead.

I laughed and shuddered with pleasure.

The devil in me retreated into the box as if it was finally satisfied, and I cried like a wild dog, but like a human being.

"Awakened at a terrible opportunity." Someone beside him spoke, as if he was making a profound comment on the accident.

I looked up and saw that adult standing side by side with me, looking at my father's severed arm dripping in blood, he showed no pity or surprise, and maintained a faint smile, "It's really devastated, it's great, [Hengkai] ] This personality."

"Shimura Kankan-kun, I endowed you with an ideal personality and wanted to train you to be like my younger brother, but you killed your family, which surprised even me." The adult smiled approvingly.

"If you go to the 'evil' side, you can't be a hero, can you?"

"hero……"

Yes, it all started with my stupid desire to be a hero!

If only I hadn't thought so at the time!If I obey my father!

"I don't want to be a hero! I don't want to be again! I don't want this personality either! You take it back!"

"No way," the adult held my face and rejected my request.

His red eyes pinned me in place, preventing me from fleeing or attacking, "I found potential in you, and you will live as my 'student' in the future, and I will guide you."

"Use it for me, Shimura Kanka-kun." The adult hugged me.

"Now, forget about me."

……

I remembered.

At that time, the teacher erased my memory of him. There was no sign of him on the river bank, and I didn't go out on rainy days.

After I wandered around the corner of the alley for a long time, the teacher came belatedly and held out his hand to me,

"It's painful, Shimura Kanka-kun."

"It's okay, because I'm here."

"Who are you?"

……

"Hanging..." The teacher called me tentatively.

He probably didn't think that the child he once wanted to use has now become his lover. Similarly, I didn't think that my dear teacher was the indirect cause of my failure.

Very weak, very tired.

When I was dominated by [Honkai], Shimura Touka, who wanted to be a hero, was dead, and after rebirth, Shikuragi, who wanted to destroy everything, no longer existed, so now this,

【who I am?

"The teacher recognized me, which made me very happy, but it was also because of the teacher's appearance that it brought me pain."

"Hang, the teacher won't lie to you again," the teacher hugged me tightly and said, "Forgive the teacher."

"Enough, I don't want to see the teacher now..."

My nose was sore for a while, and I covered my eyes until only the sound of my own choking was left in the air.

It's not that you want to forget that you are the culprit.

It was me who swore desperately that I was going to be a hero, it was me who was complacent when I acquired my personality, and it was me who unleashed it on my father.

I wear my severed hand not because of love,

But for the continuation of the hatred.

Back then, I hated everyone.

I spent too much time mourning myself, licking my wounds over and over.

I was immersed in my own world with self-pity and self-pity, and the sky turned white before I knew it, and I completely forgot about the black mist.

"Black fog!"

When I remembered my agreement with Heiwu, I got up on hands and feet, ran out of the door and met him face to face. His clothes were gloomy due to the dewdrops reflecting the light, and his face was even more gloomy.

"Hei Mist, have you been waiting?" All night.

"I waited, but found that you didn't come. It's like being severely dumped." His voice was hoarse and deep.

"……Feel sorry."

I, too selfish, have always been like this.

I walked out, and when I passed his shoulder, the black mist held my hand with a cold temperature that I had never felt before, "Death Karaki,"

"Don't you have anything to say? Now, I will listen..." "No more."

There is nothing left to say.

I neither knew how to love nor wanted to be loved by anyone anymore.

"……yes."

Black Mist's fingertips trembled and then let go.

In the end, nothing changed.

I treat you tenderly and cherish you, but there is no guarantee that you will come back to me.

The author has something to say:

Small Theater - Fishing

Doctor: Sir, you go fishing by the river every day, but you can’t catch any fish. Why do you still enjoy it so much?

AFO: My fish is about to take the bait, and the kid from the Shimura family has already gotten to know me very well.

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Small theater - for nothing

When he was young, Heiwu always played badly in the water, but when he grew up, he realized that he was actually very good at this sport.

Because no matter how much emotion he puts in, it seems to be in vain.

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——Preview of the next chapter——

The tall and inferior squatted at home, and staged a "kidnapping show in the woods" in order to prove his worth.

He kidnapped a high school student from Xiongying, but found that the case was more serious than he had imagined.

It is more difficult to send the little ancestor back than when he was kidnapped.

Kidnapper: You go back quickly...

A high school student: I will cooperate with you, don't send me back.