Patrick remembered the old days as he talked to his enemies.
In this world, right after my mother's death, when I was Rigsby, persecution of Patrick increased brutality.
Before that, they said they didn't like it or beat me up in the shadows, but I went out of my way to the annex, and when I came to find Patrick, they took me to the main building, and they dragged me to the dining room with violence, but of course I didn't have my own meal at a table lined up with lavish meals, and I didn't even have a chair.
There is only a glass of water placed directly on the floor.
I can show my parents and brothers eating.
A servant kicks a glass of water when he reaches out to drink water and endure.
Zero water.
I can't even drink.
So Patrick remembered to spend as little time as possible trying not to find him.
That's two years.
If the servant who worked in the annex hadn't stolen his eyes and fed Patrick and handled the wounds, he would have died for sure.
In the previous life, when you were mindful, there was no father, only the mother.
No, I'm even suspicious if my father was there.
Mother is crazy about gambling, full of debt.
To a woman I met at a pussy store, Patrick, a primary school student at the time, whose name was Jen, I would loan her for 100,000 yen for two days overnight. Say you can do anything.
Jen Boy will be defiled from then on.
Virginity is also taken away by the first aunt I've ever met.
I get told from time to time to steal that product from my parents.
When a clerk or something finds him, he beats him down in front of the clerk and manages to spare the police from sticking him out, and when he gets home, he blames him for failing to steal.
There's no way a child who's had such a childhood can grow up properly.
The boy, who couldn't even let him go to high school, lived a part-time threesome, but his part-time bill is rolled up to his mother. As a result, burglaries are repeated in order to eat.
When you live like that, you become a constituent in the eyes of a gang.
Beat the city's chimps. Kick them, put them under control, wind up shova bills from brothels, as artillery shells, shoot and kill executives of opposing organizations.
While doing so, Jen becomes an executive of the organization for a few years.
The captain told me to smuggle weapons, to a single roar.
So the local mafia's daughter and I get in love, but the local mafia that was after her shot and died.
"It wasn't a rocky life."
Patrick whined after capturing his enemies.