"Xiao Cheng!"

The screams of despair, the sound of car tires rubbing against the ground, the eyes were red.

Stop.

A car passed by.

"Xiaocheng, are you okay?" A woman picked me up anxiously from behind to check if she was injured.

When did that happen?

I really can't remember the face of that woman.

"Bang"

Although the kick was very loud, there was no other dangerous sound except for the pain coming from the arm. Even if the fracture was not a bad thing for me, it seemed to cause trouble, so he usually had considerable control.

"Bang"

I continued to huddle my head with my hands and head, carefully not being kicked to the vital point.

When did you start to feel bored? I can't remember that although he said I was just his "toy", I don't think so. The word "toy" is defined in the dictionary of "the equipment used to make games", and I undoubtedly belong to the primate Homo sapiens... not the equipment.

[Kill him] When did you have the idea?

It is said that premeditated murder requires a lot of courage. I don’t think it is a problem to keep yourself from being associated and to ensure your future life.

My current age is 11 years old and I should not be responsible for legal responsibility, but if there is no reason, it seems to cause trouble. At least it has been mentioned in the book.

[It's very boring...] Waste time every few days, end soon

The other party's movements stopped.

Tono Kiyoshi is a person with a very regular life. His serious and unique temperament gives people the feeling of a medieval gentleman. Although he seems cold, he also abides by his own rules and hardly drinks. He usually does not smoke the cigarettes in his pockets themselves. This is what most people think. I don’t think this view is wrong. In addition to adding a little, it has a tendency to be violent, if my definition is correct.

A little different from ordinary people, Toono Kunigumi has a habit of beating me, which is his blood and legal son.

The reason is to vent boredom, he never admits that this is a despicable plot for ordinary people.

"Since your mother has abandoned you, it is always okay to use your surplus value as your father." That's what he said.

Much like the idea of ​​perverted criminals mentioned in some books.

When I heard his reason, I thought so.

Even if I don’t tell the reason, I won’t know what to do. This will make me think that he is expelling myself.

Is that a kind of fear and weakness?

Even if I think so, there is no need to say it out.

He might have felt that the fight was almost done, so he walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, making a heavy sound, which was what he usually meant to say, "You can do your own thing."

I stood up and felt that my hands and feet were a little difficult to control. I took a short rest until they returned to my control. Even though I wore homemade pads, my body still looked a little unbearable lately.

Drag your schoolbag to the table in the middle of the living room. Today's homework is still the beginning, but there is still enough time to go.

"Hmph!" It was his voice in the bedroom, which was very light, but the door of the room was not closed, so I could hear it very clearly.

I got up again, turned off the light in the living room, and then turned on the desk lamp on the table. The light was a little weak, but it was enough.

My name is Tono Makoto, a fifth-grade student in private Tomoe Elementary School. He lives in the cemetery area of ​​Chibaya City, which is adjacent to New Tokyo. He is probably my father. He also vaguely knows that Tono seems to be a very incredible surname, but he has never felt anything about it.

School homework is not something that takes much time, but your hands still cannot use too much force, as if you use some more effort and you will break it.

Turning my head to the balcony opposite, I didn't get the curtains, but I could only see the only lights in the apartment opposite. Once I finished my homework, there was nothing to do. The books in the school library were not allowed to be borrowed, and the TV... I looked at the room where the man was in, and it would never be right to disturb others.

"Sharp sha..." Some small sounds came from the balcony and gradually became louder, attracting my attention. I turned my head and looked at the bedroom he was in.

It seemed that I was sleeping heavily, with no sound at all.

Open the balcony door, walk up gently, and sit down against the balcony door.

It was raining in the night sky, and the black sky made people unable to see its traces clearly, only the raindrops that occasionally fell on their bodies.

So cold...

Retracting my legs and holding them with my hands, theoretically speaking, this can be more warm, but I still don’t feel anything.

Just looking at the black and indistinguishable sky and the eaves of the water falling irregularly.

It's completely unchanged cold.

When did I like raining?

Class 2, 5th Year, Private Youzhi Primary School, this is where I come every day, very close to it, about 20 minutes’ walk away.

This class is history, and the teacher who taught is very troublesome.

In my personal opinion, if you listen to his class, it is better to memorize the text by yourself.

Although I am not good at memorizing names, the content is different.

So instead of wasting this kind of time on him, it would be better to read novels while he was still in school.

There is no one here who deserves my time to waste.

I changed my posture and looked at the place not far behind me.

Someone is looking at me.

His eyes immediately opened.

I really can't remember the name.

But of course I have an impression, after all, I am a classmate in the same class.

Well, it’s better to pay attention to this than to pray that the time will change with your will.

During school hours, most of the students here were taken away by their parents. It is said that there was an eye-poaching relationship, which made the school a lot of noise.

Of course I don't have this treatment.

If you walk to the "home" at Ayen Terrace now, you will be there around five o'clock, but it doesn't make any sense to go back too early.

I changed my direction and walked into a further place as usual.

It is a building complex that is completely inconsistent with the style of the current New Tokyo city.

About 20 years ago, a major earthquake occurred in the old Tokyo city that almost destroyed the entire city, which also affected the nearby Chia Valley. The reconstruction project at that time was quite chaotic. Even though the normal reconstruction was restored later, it was not changed here. Now it can be regarded as an abandoned building complex, but I don’t know when it will be demolished.

Because it was abandoned for too long, the place where humans were originally given to live has now become a playground for nearby animals.

This building complex, which is almost a constant intersection, can be said to have the ability to get lost in humans. It is indeed the experience of getting lost in nearby children, so I once met one.

Ask a question, do you know what you will see after the next intersection?

Yes, in theory, this may only be speculation, but I did see it.

I no longer have the impression of having this ability. As long as I pay a little attention, I can see... No, it should be said that I feel that things will happen in the next few seconds, and there is no need to really develop. Just think about it and know what will happen next.

I have never told anyone about this, including the mother who has an impression and the father who has no memory since she started to think of herself as a "toy".

You can know it with just a premonition, so don’t ask questions, don’t hesitate before making a choice, and even after seeing the hurt you will suffer, the pain of being "late" is always so unreal.

Is that really me?

There are occasionally such problems.

After the next intersection, turn your attention to a dilapidated gate.

I saw a reason to come here every day.

A cat came out of there and noticed me too.

Cats are animals that are more flexible than most humans, and they came to me in an instant.

"Meow"

For some reason, they always remain silent every time they just scream.

Yes, they, including the remaining six that appeared quickly.

Only No. 1 is not there as usual.

“…”

It is meaningless to talk to the cat. I just took out a bag of dried fish in my schoolbag and distributed it to them.

Although there will be no people here, there are quite a few animals, and they are a unique group.

The dinner to take care of them started about a year ago.

I also saw eight of them while wandering around, plus one of them.

That was the first time I saw the birth of a mammal, although it was the tragic ending of my mother's death from dying from labor.

Even if I have no actual connection with me, after all, it is my life I saw that I was born, so I would not even try and let it die like this.

But although the school’s library can even find recipes, there is no guide to keeping animals.

The money squeezed out of food expenses is not that enough.

It can only be raised by feeling.
To be continued...