Real Cheat Online

Two stories about my son being the best.

It's been a long time since I decided to train my son into a man in public. I was running around the battlefield temporarily as a special forces captain in country A, but now I'm a stubborn salarier everywhere with a wife and son. Damn, this is why life is funny. My biggest pleasure now, no matter what I say, is my son.

My beloved son - when Soichiro celebrated his 6th birthday, I gave him a survival knife called Benchmade141SBK Nimrabus. I remember seeing Soichiro's happy face at that time and being happy that this guy was still my son.

When Soichiro celebrated his seventh birthday, I presented him with a revolver called the S&W M686. In my opinion, Soichiro has a gift. I'm sure you'll be a man who can use this guy. I had a lot of trouble getting him in Japan, but he saw my kid's happy and in love face, so it's cheap.

When Soichiro celebrated his eighth birthday, I presented him with a special forces martial arts. I started precisely after this day, but I don't care about the details. To my son, who sucks in every technology like a superabsorbent sponge, I vowed to tap into all the technology I could have.

When Soichiro celebrated his ninth birthday, I gave him an automatic pistol called the Beretta M92. It is a judgment to see the revolvers you have previously given used at the master level. Honestly, I could have given it to you sooner, but I knew the impact was important. I've been waiting a long time for my birthday. But it was worth it. I could see your eyes as strong as if you were so sure of something.

When Soichiro celebrated his 10th birthday, I presented him with a tent. I could say this gift was just perfect because I wanted him to acquire the skills of camping. When I gave this to him, my tear glands loosened without merit when I saw Soichiro consolidating his fist and showing his motivation.

When Soichiro celebrated his 11th birthday, I presented him with a survival in the jungle of the dense forest. His interpersonal skills have already reached the average level of my old Special Forces, but he still hasn't had survival skills. I guess he knows that well, too. The gaze I had directed at breaking up was filled with something hotter than I had ever felt before.

When Soichiro celebrated his 12th birthday, I presented him with an automatic small gun called the M4A1 Carbine, a so-called assault rifle. Unlike previous reactions, there wasn't a very big response, but the way I received it quietly was exactly reminiscent of a first-rate soldier running through the battlefield. The boulder is my son.

When Soichiro celebrated his 13th birthday, I gave him an automatic pistol called Dessert Eagle, but I still remember the shock then. After receiving the monster gun, Soichiro wanted an anti-tank rifle or rocket launcher. He's talented enough to come trembling while my son. That guy's arm would use them without any problems either.

But Soichiro's opponent is tough on me as soon as I get to the boulder. Those things are better instructors, or we need to train the troops against them. I told Soichiro, "There's no way I'm going to give such a noisy thing to my son... even my father isn't strong enough," but I can still recall Soichiro's unexpected face at that time. The last line was shy and whispered, but Soichiro is a sweet kid. I guess you cared not to touch me there.

When Soichiro celebrated his 14th birthday, I decided to give him a full mock fight. I haven't been able to get through this before because I was convinced that if I started this, that kid would be outrunning me in 2-3 years. I have some pride in the fact that I may lose to my son, but I nevertheless cemented my determination to beat everything into Toichiro. A boy is something that one day will step over his father. That kid is just a little, a little faster than the other kids. That's all.

When Soichiro celebrated his 15th birthday, it was time for me to realize that Soichiro's opponent was getting tougher on my own. As a result of the scattering, I suggested to Soichiro that he welcome his new partner. Soichiro responded immediately to that. The boulder is my son.

But then Soichiro drained his liver. I looked for Higama in the back of Tatsuyama thinking that even Higama would not be his opponent in Japan, but I didn't know that even Higama would have been his opponent. He dragged down the beaten higma and said, "I tried everything, but I didn't miss it. Let's make it a pot," my face was the coolest then.

When Soichiro celebrated his 16th birthday, I stood ready to speak to my old companions. I have already done everything in my power in a mock fight with Soichiro. So we just talked to each other. It will definitely be pulled out next year. So I decided to teach Soichiro the power of numbers. Strong guys are always attacked in numbers. It's fate. Then my father will be a ghost.

But there was also a little confusion in the ghost. That means what my old buddies will think when they look at me now. Would my old buddies laugh if I saw my current life washing my feet from a bloody battlefield and settling down in Japan, my wife's country? No, I thought of something stupid. They are the best people and the best men. You must be happy with my happiness. When I never contacted them, they raised their hands and cooperated. Again, my comrades are the best. And my son, who instantly kicks that comrade, is the best too. I can't reach it anymore. It's high enough. I was struggling in the second half because I secretly divulged Soichiro's habits, but still I really lose my mind about winning.

And Soichiro is 17 today. I finally decided to give you my last birthday present. It's freedom. There's nothing I can teach you at the earliest opportunity. Any more of this interrupts this kid's talent. Then my father will give you wings that you can fly freely in the world. It's your freedom to go anywhere in the world and do anything. I don't want the crime to stain my hands if possible - but I didn't have such a beautiful mouth.

I called Soichiro outside unpopular and tried to tell him that. But slightly earlier than that, Soichiro moves.

"Dad... I'm talking about my birthday present."

"Oh, I'm thinking of something else this year. Your surprise looks on your face after you give it to me."

After you leave, I will weep like a waterfall.

But you have a slightly more temperamental eye today. Maybe you have a thin sense of what they're going to say?

"I was wondering if you'd let me choose this year's present."

No way...... were you really guessing!? But then why are you trying to tell me from yourself? No, I'm confused and I can't think properly.

"Me... I'd like to try living as a normal 17. At Shinji's house, when I touched a console... I don't know, but something came out of it."

A console? Did you play it? What are you talking about? This girl. No way... is that what you mean, son? If... then my father...

"Me - I want a console. Whoa, whoa, whoa."

No further words are needed, wave the iron fist of love at my son.

I'm sure Soichiro wants to say this. I still want to be here. He wants to live with my father and mother more. So you must be saying something like that kids say. You wouldn't even want me against you. I can't believe you want to stay here until you pretend you're obsessed with consoles... what a healthy kid. What an adorable thing to do. If they say that, I don't think we should leave our son.

"Soichiro..."

Without being frightened by the words, Soichiro looks this way in the eyes. Then my father will respond. To that mind.

"You can buy him a console."

Soichiro doesn't try to react inside to that word. I still don't want you to be big, but does that mean you want to stay here and live more with me? I can read it to my father so your heart can take it.

"What's wrong, don't you want it?

"Yes, I am! I'm here!"

My father would find out if I reacted so hastily, son. But is it wild to say it here?

But just accepting what my son says doesn't stand my father's mentions either. Besides, this kid will be waiting to be told this. As a father, I have to live up to my son's expectations.

"Don't go away. But not unconditionally, of course, right? Conditionally, if you can get past the trials I give you."

Hmm, strong, and gentle eyes. I feel a firm will.

"Hmm, sounds like you're ready. Good, then I'll tell you the trials. What it's all about... playing a real game with me and winning brilliantly!

Are you out of your mind? Although I felt Soichiro's hegemony suddenly shriveled. No, it's not your fault. You know this girl. Soichiro won't beat me at the earliest. And you're sick of being shocked that my father lost. What a sweet girl. It's a really tearful thought. But it doesn't start like this. Should I just say the words so that it's easy to start?

"If you can beat me, I'll buy you a VRMMO game that just came out last month. If I win."

Mm, you look good. I don't even want you to do this. Really cute - I don't know, I have to concentrate. The opponent is a monster with the same fighting power as the world's most powerful special forces on his own. If you're in the mood, it'll be a moment for me.

All right, I'm calming down. Let's get started, parents and kids!