Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

My grandfather was a lawyer.

My grandfather always asked me a small question of justice. Precede that there is no answer.

Now that I think about it, my grandfather must have been clumsy.

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—— There is one truth, but there is not only one justice.

Grandpa said that on the face of it.

Seite. The answer to the question is, one day you will be born into yourself.

Know a lot, think a lot, and find justice for Seite.

It was hard for me to understand what I was saying. [M]

But Grandpa caressed me with his face, and you don't have to know it yet. Keep it in your mind. That's what I said.

I didn't know it was hard again, but I remember my grandfather's hands warming up.

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My grandfather died soon after.

I hear it was pneumonia.

A big cause would be to say that someone admired me when I was younger and started a flue just like that person.

Sterling silver flue remains a relic of my grandfather.

My father was a person who didn't smoke, so the flue pipe wasn't used by anyone and it's in the safe.

I think my grandfather knew the time of death.

—— Be gentle, be strong on it. Let righteousness be righteous, not righteousness.

The words my grandfather said to me before he died.

Now I can understand the meaning of the word.

—— Knowledge One.

Half a serving for the first time since I understood.

On behalf of my esteemed grandfather, he has corrected my arrogance many times, thanks to that man.

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I did everything I could to be nice and strong, following my grandfather's words.

I don't really know what it means to be strong, so I failed to be nice anyway.

I got caught up in high school.

I don't know why.

Starting with a little fig, things were hidden, graffitied, and eventually broken or stolen.

I couldn't tell anyone, whether I was strong or not.

Because I thought it was not cool to be jerked off, and I thought it was a strong thing to endure.

Besides, it was decided to move soon for my father's work.

For as long as it lasted, I thought it would be okay.

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Now I think the reason for figs is that the house is somewhat richer, or that you can study and exercise a little more than others.

That must have been a trivial thing to say.

I think the reason why the shark continued was because it stopped pulling in, or because of the child-specific psychology that made bad things seem cool.

One summer day, I was summoned to that senior year and taken to the next town.

He tried to make me pay for a big festival there.

The house was relatively rich, so I guess I even thought I'd use it before I moved.

At the time, I knew I was afraid of my senior year, but it was still not cool to follow, and I only took 3,000 yen.

It's a lot of money for kids, but there were three senior graders and they didn't enjoy the festival that much.

The money disappeared immediately and was blamed as a matter of course.

Like some kind of cartoon or cartoon, grabbed my chest, yelled at me.

That was the time ——

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"Oh no... I didn't know such barbarity was coming through on my lap"

The voice sounded abrupt.

A little behind the festival venue, in that place with no people at all, when I was surrounded by three senior year students.

A girl stood beside us when she realized.

Nobody was supposed to be here until just now.

The girl, in a bright white piece, had a black blindfold.

She's a horribly beautiful girl with a strange atmosphere that seems to have floated away somewhere.

"I know because I was watching the situation"

The little girl reached into the hands of the senior graders who grabbed my chest.

"Don't, he's going to suffer, isn't he?

When I said that, like nothing happened, I paid the hands of the big senior graders.

When the girl grabbed the three seniors by herself as she was, she pulled the seniors trying to resist with a fine face.

"Come with me."

All I could do was snort in silence.

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Afterwards, after being pulled for a while, an angry senior year finally tried to raise his hand, appearing from nowhere, wearing a face, wearing a dress and being grabbed by an adult with a weapon.

Adults on their knees and hands together as girls walk forward.

I already thought I'd lost my way into another world.

The senior graders were about to cry over this, and I was really surprised.

Later, while surrounded by adults, the girls scolded me and drove me home, and I was sent home with many souvenirs.

On her way home, the girl treated me like a child and stroked my head.

The hand was small but warm, and I remembered my grandfather's hand.

The girl helped me by following adults much bigger than the senior graders.

From that day on, my goal of justice had become that child.

This is my first encounter with Yuki.

Yuki taught me to be strong, a precious memory of a summer day.