Seventeen years ago, I was the eldest son of the Wayne family.
Born.
I'm so tired of my parents loving me.
I grew up.
From the time I grew up, I gave my parents a field job.
taught.
"Al, this is how you sow fertilizer after
It's called farming for you.
By doing this, Mr. Tu in the field is delicious.
They make rice. "
"Heh!
At that time, my house still specializes in rice.
I was raising him.
Every time you take me to the field, my father takes my nose.
He talked to me about field work.
"This is how you flatten the dirt after you pull water into the fields.
Tell them to do something. "
"Dad, I've heard that explanation before."
"I'm sorry."
"You can't just sit there in a field with water drawn, can you?
This makes my clothes drool then.
Your mother might get mad at Cancún again, huh?
"Ha, never mind, Al. Forgive me, I'm sure."
"- You think I'll give it to you?
My mother was behind my father.
No, can I call that my mother?
I burn in anger, I just look at people.
With those eyes I could kill and a horrible smile.
Look at my father. I don't care what he looks like.
It was no exaggeration.
"... be nice to me, okay?
Mother laughed nicely at the words,
Put your father's shoulder in a pong.
"- Hate, I don't like manipulation."
It was essentially a death sentence for my father.
"Ghaaaaaa!!!!!
The only thing that almost engraved trauma in my heart, young man.
Needless to say.
Then the month went by, when I turned 5.
That day, our family was to deliver the rice.
I went to Wang Du.
It seems that some areas have recently fallen into famine,
rice sold to Wang Du is increasing in price,
The rice I brought sold higher than usual.
"Somehow the price of vegetables is better than usual.
It was expensive, but why?
When I heard that, my dad looked like a doorman.
With my thumb pointed at myself.
"What's that? Your father's rare precious.
Thanks to the ability... to negotiate. "
"I don't know, but you're amazing!
"Whoa, my dad is amazing! Praise -"
I felt the ambient temperature had dropped for some reason.
I can see the cold air spreading.
The source of the cold air was my mother.
My mother gave my father that frozen gaze.
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"... you? You don't have that power, do you?
It just sold high because of the famine, didn't it?
And yet you lie like that, Al's trust.
I envy you that you seem to gain, Gehun, Gehun. Very.
You don't think that's a terrible thing to do?
I'm about to get my instincts rounded out. Give me your mother's words.
The only voice I hear is my father.
(So I think we were going to try to talk, maybe.
voice my mother used to hear too),
"Damn..., Al, okay?
There's a tremendous fear in front of me right now.
Imminent. But that's what men do.
Don't be frightened. I can't afford it.
Take an attitude like that, give them a little bit.
I have to deceive you.
If you get really fucked, keep your head down.
I wish I could, but it's so easy for a man to have his head.
Don't lower it.
Look, Al, I'm going to show you an example. "
My father laughed at my mother.
"Ha ha, Lucica, come out for real -"
"- You're gonna crush it, right?
"I'm sorry."
Isn't it easy to keep your head down?
Three seconds and you're grounded, you father.
"So, Al?
This world is irrational. "
while hello the ground and forehead.
I have trouble being told that.
"... hmm?
And then, looking forward, there's the girl from right in front of you.
I saw you walking in.
The lean thin girl's footsteps are flimsy,
My eyes are vain, and I'm about to fall.
I think I'm going down, or I just fell down.
"Hey...!"
I rushed over to her.
I rocked my body.
And for now, I'm leaning back from a state of depression.
I put him in a state.
"Hey? It's okay!?
"Ugh..., I'm hungry..., I'm hungry..."
You know, I've spoken with you shaking your body.
It worked, but I could hear the girl's request.
"Mother! Father! Something for this kid.
I'd love to give you some food, right!?
When I say that, you two look at each other.
I grinned.
"... you grew up to be a sweet kid.
Fine, I'll get you something appropriately. "
"Mother! Thanks!
I headed up to the stall, my mother's back.
After I saw it, I turned my gaze back on the girl.
"... from now on my mother is going to give me some food.
You'll get it for me. Just give me a minute. "
The girl let the words shine in her face for a moment,
Right back to the old look.
"Eat... stuff...? But from someone I don't know.
He said you shouldn't have food. "
"Then if we get to know each other from now on,
That's okay. "
The girl who heard my words opened her eyes.
"... possibly genius?
"I'm not a genius.
My name is Al Wayne.
What's your name?
"- Irvia Fake.
Nice to meet you, brother (...) "
This was my first encounter with Irvia.