After his date with the oath, the guardian broke up with the oath and went home feeling fluffy, unable to contain the laughter.
(Is dating a girl you like something that makes you feel so happy? I'm so scared. I can't believe I'm in such a happy mood... okay?
Looking back at the fact that I've been bullied all my life and had hard days, it's as different as hell and heaven.
"How was your first date?
When the guardian returned home, his sister in underwear cringed out in the living room.
"It's normal."
Protection that answers few words.
"Is it because of her that the protection has been brightened recently? Show me what you look like."
Requested by my sister, the protection projects the display silently.
"Wow, she's cute. Cool. I don't have any protection. haha."
When I saw my sister, who said unexpectedly, my protection was relieved.
"You know, protection."
Suddenly, my sister looks strange.
"You... have changed a lot, haven't you? Me, I don't care what you are and I say a lot of bad... sorry. I was going to apologize one day... but..."
My mother and sister used to hit me pretty hard on protection. My mother still seems to be neglecting her protection, but she has a better relationship with her sister.
"Yeah, I care a lot."
I tried to tell him I didn't care, but I thought about it, smiled and told him honestly.
"No, I'm glad you don't care there."
"I actually care. It's because I cared that I regretted it and changed. I've got a shark."
In the words of protection, my sister's complexion changes.
"Were you jerked off?
"Junior high school and all the time. So, when I got home, my sister and mother were like that, and there was nowhere to be found."
By daring to say it with a refreshing laugh, it was my intention to curb my sister's damage, but it seemed to be completely counterproductive, and my sister can nod with a dark face.
"That's what happened... I don't know that..."
"Fine. I'm all right now. If the bullies put it down properly, they won't be bullied."
In the words of protection, my sister's complexion changes again. Not just his complexion, but his mouth was half-opened with pomposity, and he was out of line for a while. I couldn't believe my brother's words, but I didn't even think he was lying.
"He said he dropped it... Hey... human, if you change, you change. Wow. Damn it. I'm not gonna lose."
Though I was surprised by my brother's transformation, I was honestly happy as a sister, and my sister's such reaction was pleasant to try out of protection.
As was the case with the vows, he went home desperate to softly laugh.
As I was walking, I was much more conscious as I embraced the puppeted wrap I had bought for protection.
Enter the house, head to your room early enough, close the door of your room and open the package in a great hurry.
"Guys, we've got more new people."
Take out the seal stuffed animal and make it face to face with the doll on all sides of the room.
I am going to love this seal specially tonight. Until now, I have seen the Squad Red doll as a guardian, but for a moment I think about turning it into this seal, and I rush to dismiss the idea. Then the red doll is too pathetic.
But seals make a real connection to protection. After all, it was an oath of consciousness, with nuances excusing other dolls and stuffed animals, that we could not even treat them as special.
Last night, Fantaro didn't go home, and the day after that, he didn't go home until night.
I bought a ton of wiretaps last night, and between last night and this evening, I planted wiretaps all over the school. It's a holiday, so I could do it. There were people at school on holidays, and CCTV was working, but they managed to do it.
This might also pick up a renegade conversation. And if those who rule Van Schools are in the school building, they might be able to pick up that conversation as well. Fantaro thought so and moved on to action.
No, I had this idea all along. But I couldn't make it through to execution, but touched by that black boy, my mind became amazingly clear, all my strays disappeared, and I was able to act on my thoughts and desires.
"Don't go home for a day, what the hell were you doing! You bad boy!
A father in the living room yells when he sees Fantaro's face.
Fantaro has never defied this strict father, but as a father, he has never had a sense of intimacy or respect. I was looking down as a very crappy, boring person.
The living room also has a brother and his wife and their son. My mother is in the kitchen. To the wrath of the parents, the brother and his wife are terrified.
"Whoa, whoa! I don't want to go home all day! This de vulgar shitty father!
But hearing his son roar and curse, his father turns to heaven.
It was just a shock that a second son, who had never defied before, warped his face all over his anger and called him, but his father instinctively realized. That my son is insane.
"Are you crazy...?
A father who whines so unexpectedly.
"Are you crazy - oh? It must be our last name that's crazy! What do you think your last name is Buddha's Destruction? Are you out of your mind!? Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wantaro turns to his father as he summons him and releases a kick.
The father and brother were surprised that the second son, who was always submissive, suddenly became a form of anger, shouting at things they couldn't understand, even kicking their parents, and so on.
But what really surprises me, and trembles, is what happens after that.
It didn't look like a very powerful kick, but in the kicked abdomen, his father felt fierce pain and shock. Besides, it spreads from where it was kicked to the whole body.
"Guppoo!"
Multiple ruptures of the internal organs, also ruptured the vascular majority of the abdomen, the spine, lumbar bone and sacrum were also shattered, a large amount of blood was spit out of the mouth, a large amount of blood and faeces was also blown out from the bottom, and the father was desperate.
"That's not all. Eh! My name is Wantaro or something, aren't you stupid!? What the hell did you think it was called like this? Thanks to you, they bullied me! Should I keep this grudge in the sunshine? Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wantaro calls out to his distant older brother, named after himself.
Fantaro waves his fist at his stiff brother's face with a feeling of death.
Miraculously the stiffness was broken, his brother reflexively covered his face with both hands, and Fantaro's slight punch was prevented with both hands.
I thought it was completely powerless, or just a second or two late, and then an uninterrupted impact struck my brother's hands, causing the flesh above to explode from his elbows, bursting through both capillaries and aorta, and shattering bones.
"Whaaaa!?
"CARRRRRRRRRRRR!
My brother and his wife scream. My brother's arms were splashing ahead from his elbows and sprinkling blood on the floor.
Fantaro's ability is a substitute for sending destructive energy in response to anger and resentment to an object that he immediately attacked with his bare hands. No matter how small the punch or kick, the negative emotions at that time are converted into pure energy, resulting in destruction according to the intensity of the emotions.
"Oops! Oops!"
In response to the voices of Fantaro and his parents, his nephew, seven months old, summons him. It's my brother and his wife's son.
He said, "You're a baby, you're making me follow you! Shut up! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wantaro waved his fist down relentlessly toward the crib, screaming impotently.
"Stop..."
My sister-in-law's voice stopped halfway through. Because what was in the crib burst easily and the blood fireworks were launched. The hands and feet remain, but the others do not fasten the prototype.
"Done! This is the right thing to do! Like the rest of the world's stubborn parents learn how to behave me!
Wantaro flutters with his hands together and is good at it, saying it with a Doya face.
"Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Even then, Fantaro kills all his family in Norinoli.
"Whoa, whoa! I feel good! My heart is free! What a refreshing mood!
Mortaro screams with a full smile, hands wide up, in a living room splashed with flesh and organs. For him, now was the pinnacle of his life.
Fantaro had not noticed the presence of a black boy who was sneaking up into the house, watching the scene of the killing from the entrance to the room and narrowing his eyes in comfort.