Ninja Sako

Chapter 14 Yokohama Bandit Paradise

Then 10 minutes later I sat with him in the living room, I drank milk quietly, while he held a bottle of beer and looked at me bitterly.

Roughly a few minutes later, he raised his neck and drank half of the cold beer, then put it heavily on the table, opened his mouth and asked a name that made me feel a little weird: "What's your name?"

He doesn't know my name yet.

I didn't know what to say, so I said, "Sako."

"Twelve, right?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yes."

"It's too small for anything." He added habitually after finishing speaking, "Bastard Dazai."

...So what else do you want to do?

Ahhh?

"But I can kill," I said, "and I've killed two."

How can I complete the task if I continue to stay in his house.

"Two people? Why kill?" He was attracted attention.

I hesitated for a while, and told the truth: "I want to fuck me."

"To a 12-year-old child..." Chuya raised his eyebrows, and then he said, "But just by looking at your appearance, you may think you are older... Forget it, you are still too young, you must be at least 14 years old. "

"It's only two years before I'm 14." I said, "Is it okay to be earlier? Or does 14 have a special meaning?"

"Oh. It's because I started killing people when I was 14." Zhong also explained casually, "Killing until now."

So he thinks that killing people should start at least 14 years old?

Strange principle, at least for me now I can't understand.

I looked puzzled, so I just kept staring at him.I looked at him impatiently, "If you look at it again, I'll goug out your eyes, brat."

The words "eyes gouged out" brought back some of the darkest memories in my heart.

I was stunned for a moment, but I couldn't control my murderous aura.

Nakahara Chuya was indifferent, whether he didn't feel it or didn't take my murderous intent to heart, I guess it was the latter.Because then he complained: "Even if you have a task, you will screw it up. The kid who can't even control his murderous aura can only do odd jobs in the mafia."

But it's impossible to push me to the lower level, because Dazai won't let me meet Akutagawa.

I had no choice but to try my best to calm down, and then changed the subject and asked, "Why do you have to be older to kill people? Isn't it better to cultivate from a young age?"

"The ones cultivated in that way are just tools." Zhong Yuanzhong also took another gulp of beer, "And tools that will break down in a few years. Children's hearts are very fragile, and premature contact with some things will bring There is a deep hidden danger, and that kind of hidden danger may accompany human beings for a lifetime, and eventually lead him to destruction." Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at me and said, "Don't make a mistake, I just don't want the gain to be worth the loss."

"But it varies from person to person," he said, which I generally understand, but I don't think everyone is like this. "Some people will be stronger."

"The fragility I'm talking about is not the kind of fragility that is opposed to being strong." Nakahara Chuya lowered his tone, "No one... that kind of person will definitely distort existence, no companions, no friends. That kind of person is Not even the Mafia would accept him."

I listened from the side, and felt the blood in my whole body cool down bit by bit.

Later, I chatted with Orochimaru, and he commented that the Uchiha family is paranoid in their bones, whether it is Itachi, Obito or me, and I am almost the most paranoid among them.I don't know if it's mostly in my nature, but I know that bloody night has haunted me for far too long, and even after all the dust has settled and all the truth is known, it still affects me and burns My soul, let my soul become some kind of icy liquid, and then be frozen into a distorted shape by this icy world.

And with this distortion in my arms, I carefully stood in the camp of so-called justice and was called a hero by others.At that time, I remembered the words of Chuya Nakahara.Remember how true he was.

However, I don't know anything now, I even feel that Zhong Yuanzhong is cursing me, I can't control my emotions, I raised my voice and shouted: "Stop talking!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback by my reaction.

Then I said, "Please let me kill, because I'm twisted."

I've seen that kind of cruel, unforgivable picture.

I sat with him in the living room, with the lamp on, a small piece of light.

And all around us is endless darkness.

"You are the first person who begged me to allow you to kill someone." Zhongya Nakahara said.

"I have reasons why I must," I said.

"For what?" he asked.

"Revenge." I replied.

"You really..." He raised his left eyebrow. This action looks a little naughty, but also a little handsome, "It doesn't conform to my aesthetics from the beginning to the end."

"Sorry." I bowed my head and said.

"Forget it. You should go to rest now." Nakahara Nakaya waved at me, making a gesture of chasing people away.

"What about tomorrow?" I asked.

"Go wherever I go tomorrow, follow me." Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at me with a cruel look, "If you dare to run around, I will break your legs."

Even though I was told that, I felt happy all over.

I can finally get out of here.

02.

Not long after, the port mafia began to spread the news that Zhongyuan Zhong also had an illegitimate daughter.

……

After Zhongyuan Zhongye ran away and explained that I had no blood relationship with him, news began to circulate that he was a pedophile.

……

Nakahara Chuya: "...Sure enough, I should have killed you from the beginning!!!"

I:"……"

At this very moment, I can't help but want to snarl, bastard Dazai.

——Anyway, it’s right to scold him.

- This is called political correctness.

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