I’m Not Shouldering This Blame

The locomotive traveled very fast, the roar of the roaring sound, Johnson stuck to the broad chest of the other side, the bitter orange flavor of the men's perfume on tobacco and clothes, so that he was dizzy.

The frozen tingling cheeks restored consciousness and then felt a subtle pain.

He subconsciously wants to lick his face, and the sound that comes from his head is blocked: "Don't move!"

Johnson froze until the locomotive stopped, and when he was smashed into the house by a man, his expression was sluggish.

The warmth of the breath wrapped around him, and the skin soon appeared red, which was a trace of frostbite, and the feeling of itching quickly popped up. Johnson controlled himself not to scratch, he felt very clear that the frostbite festered.

At the entrance of the house, the man took clean snow and took off the windshield and hat.

He is tall and close to two meters. Johnson is a little pitiful in front of him, not even taller than his chest. The man has a blond hair, the blue eyes are clear like the sky, the appearance is rough, the wild charm, because there is no shaving, there is a layer of pale green shadow on the chin.

The man reached out and didn't bend over. The palm of his hand could just be placed on top of Johnson's head: "The devil, go in and sit down."

Johnson was shrunk in the corner of the shoe rack. He was not very courageous. When he saw the living room that could be used as a small basketball court, he was so worried that he couldn’t even know where to put it.

He saw it on Katie Charlie's TV, such a house is a mansion.

The black leather sofa is piled with soft pillows. The whole wall is the ecological tank of the rainforest. The nozzles are working on time, the leaves of the plants are full of water droplets, and the lizards are lazy under the leaves to shelter from the rain.

The icy icy vertical pupils of the reptiles are frightening.

Johnson's shoulder was pushed by the man and almost stepped on the beautifully hand-painted carpet. He hurriedly pressed the wall to balance, and found his dirty hand left two marks on the white wall.

"..."

The man slammed his coat on the coat rack. He picked up his sleeves and grabbed the chicken and brought Johnson to a guest room next to the living room.

Open the water heater, skilled to adjust the temperature, the endless stream of hot water from the pipe, slowly rising.

Johnson hurried back and the whole person stuck to the wall.

"How long have you been in the snow?" The man frowned. The little devil's clothes were complete, there was no opening, no patch, unlike the junk, but Johnson's performance was no different from that of street children.

The city of Bangolo is very prosperous, and the tramps here have food relief, not to mention a child.

"me……"

“Is domestic violence? Run away from home?”

Johnson first shook his head and hurriedly moved to the door.

"Your face is frozen red, hey, this year's little devil is not afraid of frostbite?" The man used a strong and overbearing tone, did not give Johnson the opportunity to defend, a few times to smash the boy's jacket.

This is the real horror of Johnson.

Although only fourteen years old, the poverty made Johnson see too much darkness. When the house was not available, the tent area was sold out for food. In the vicinity of the woman, there were also young teenagers. Later, the boy who bullied him in the school also liked to hang his insulting vocabulary. Johnson didn't want to understand and wanted to understand.

I also thought about this point. The man let go of his hand, lifted his foot and went out, and dropped a sentence, "You wash yourself."

The door of the bathroom was heavily closed.

Johnson quickly put the coat back, and he looked around nervously, and the steam was intimately attached to his skin.

White ceramic tiles, gold-plated bathroom facilities, a lot of expensive bottles and jars next to the sink, and a small bottle of shell-like perfume next to the bathtub.

There is no window, and the ventilating fan on the top makes a slight noise.

The man who washes the outside, puts out the clothes, and finds the juice for a long time barefoot at home. There is only a variety of wines in the cabinet. He has a headache and went to the kitchen to burn hot water.

The blizzard, and catching up with Christmas, the home nanny and the Filipino maid are not there, only hands-on.

The cocoa powder was washed with hot water, and the mellow smell floated in the living room.

The man casually recalled that the child was so thin that he only had a big face, and a pair of blue eyes stared at him through the snow.

Oh, it looks like it used to be the same as the window on Christmas night.

This little devil is still wearing so little, if nobody cares, I am afraid that I will freeze to the streets the next morning!

The man put on a cigarette, and his chest was still faintly able to feel the child's head shrinking and his body stiff. The locomotive drove fast. He didn't bring any other helmets when he went out. The wind and the snow roared and he could only wrap the little devil into his clothes.

- This is a very risky move. After all, the identity of the child is not checked.

Because of the sudden softness, there are countless things going out of the circle every year, let alone bringing people directly into the house, which is a bit out of place.

After a cigarette was smoked, it was estimated that the time was almost the same. The man walked into the bathroom and found that the water in the bathtub was full and stopped automatically, and the child was still wearing dirty clothes and shook it there.

Oh, it’s really troublesome.

The man reached out and then undressed the little devil who helped him to go home again. He knew that if he was not tough, the little devil might have been standing here.

The strange thing is that this time Johnson did not struggle.

When the child who was frozen in the whole body was stuffed into the bathtub, the man heard a groaning question.

"...Mr. Morenza?"

The hand holding the shampoo stopped, and the man raised his eyebrow: Is this recognized by changing the suit?

"Kate is your fan, she is particularly fanatical."

Men don’t even care about the interest in a sentence. When it comes to fans, the whole world is all over the United States.

"Katie came back in the middle of the night, just to see your concert." Johnson looked a little excited, because in his hometown of South Saskatchewan, this strange city, the king superstar Federico Morensa It is a common topic, although he does not understand why Katie, and his classmates are enchanted by a singer, but this does not prevent me from knowing that Mr. Morenza is very good. The day before yesterday’s TV show is still playing by Morensa. Civilian students, admitted to the news of the Ivy League school.

Johnson listened to all the good things about this man.

The man named Federek, his expression changed a bit: "Why is Katie yours?"

"It was my former public school teacher."

Teacher...

The man returned to normal and continued to be busy.

"My uncle is missing in the hurricane. Katie and Charlie are unmarried couples, intending to adopt me and bring me to the city." Johnson, who is in the hot water, clumsily touches the head of the shampoo foam.

The man's hand ready to grab the towel almost smashed the shelf down, looking gloomy and not talking.

The hot and cold frosted hands and feet were itchy, and Johnson knew that he couldn't catch it, but he couldn't help but use his fingertips to rub.

"Don't catch!"

"Oh……"

After half an hour of tossing, the man slid out of the bathroom with a hot-smelling teenager.

Johnson was wrapped in a thick sweater that was very unfit, holding a cup of hot cocoa, and he would only repeat it. Thanks to Federek, he did not spend much effort to set out the truth of the boy leaving home.

"Kate will marry Charlie next year, and it costs a lot. Yesterday..." Johnson uneasily covered the blame of the ball, only vaguely said, "I accidentally broke the things at home, though They didn't say anything, but... Katie was under a lot of pressure, and they were arguing with me every day."

Seeing the man whose head is about to bury himself in the cup, the man sitting on the sofa in the living room, his eyes are cold: a young woman who spends all her time worrying about family expenses, giving her children potato bread all day, and money to see her singing. meeting?

The amount of the ticket is not cheap.

I have to chase the stars, I have to get married, the financial pressure is so big, I have to adopt a child... Why?

Can't have children? Then why not look for a younger one, wait until the 30-year-old business family is stable and then find it? So hurriedly, bring a child from the distant state of Nansa.

This little devil said that he is fourteen years old, this small body, ten years old is almost the same!

Federico's chin's action was a meal.

and many more! South Saskatchewan, Hurricane, 14-year-old teenager with a bad life, no parents, former guardian is an uncle... This keyword is a bit familiar!

"What is your name?"

Johnson hesitated and whispered: "Kate said that my adoption procedures have not been completed. Don't just say your name outside, it will cause trouble for them."

"...we change the name, what is your last name?"

"Brown."

Federek relied heavily on the sofa and smashed the swearing of the western cowboy.

"Sir?" Johnson was upset.

"Nothing." Federico barely squeezed a smile and said with a grin. "Do you want to go back to South Saskatchewan or go to the church for help? Social welfare agencies will ask you the origins and give the 'good Katie' Come trouble! After all, they don’t have the responsibility of temporary guardianship, letting you live on the streets during a snowstorm night."

Johnson was a little panicked and couldn’t speak with the cup.

"Or, I can think of a suitable way for you, now you can go to rest first."

Federek took the cramped teenager to the upstairs room and said two words of comfort.

When the door was closed, the superstar who faced the countless paparazzi did not hide his bad temper. When he was violently trying to sweep things on the table, he stopped hard and threw himself on the sofa.

"Christmas is going out and bending, come back to a protagonist... Damn! It’s so far from South Saskatchewan, you can meet!"

This little devil is a big trouble! The son of the fate of walking, the double s-level abilities, is comparable to the power of the gods.

Federico had a terrible headache. If "Kate" and "Charlie" appeared in front of him, he would definitely slap them out! These well-informed readers are all in their minds*!

Although people have their own aspirations, there is something like Federek that doesn't want to be influenced by the plot, and some people are eager to go to the protagonist, but to cultivate the protagonist, you should cultivate it! What happened to Dunton’s stewed potato hard bread? ! Also let the protagonist leave home and almost died in the street! !

God, the reader of the trick, spends money on his concert tickets!

If this is a black book of the protagonist, Federico must be remembered.

The man smoked his cigarette and his face showed a sly appearance in the slowly rising smoke. His inner madness and vocabulary were hard to describe.

Coming to this world for twenty-five years, realizing dreams and ambitions, Federek is prepared to survive carefully after the plot begins. Avoid all the troubles, as long as you have been through for ten years, anyway, the final protagonist wins, he has no psychological pressure.

The result!

"Why should I go out today?" Federico said to himself.

If you don't show up, if you don't show up, the protagonist who decides the fate of the United States and the world, will it really freeze to death?

This kind of feeling of accidentally saving the world...

Federico was crying and laughing, and he still had a bit of luck in his heart. Brown is an ordinary surname, and the area affected by the hurricane in South Saskatchewan is also large. Katie, who has to adopt a juvenile, may have a bad brain.

The house suddenly swayed violently, but could not hear anything moving.

Abandon the world!

Federek looked serious and quickly rushed to the second floor. He opened the door of the room and saw the face gray and shivering. He shivered and wrapped the sheets to hide into the bottom of the bed.

"..."

"Don't move! Those black hair **** like to hide in the dark corner!"

Johnson's eyes lit up: this person knows the monster!

Soon Johnson was in a panic again, how did Mr. Morensa know? Is it not accident that he meets himself?

The boy with a confused head suddenly felt that the air around his body became abnormal, as if he had fallen into a huge bag. Federek was next to him, holding Johnson's shoulders with his hands, and they were waiting in the glass cover.

The shaking stopped, and the black hair **** appearing in the room continued to linger like they did not see them.

Federico is in a complicated mood.

The number of monsters that abandoned the world is not much at the beginning. The abilities find a house to hide without problems, but the power will be attractive. The powerful s-level abilities will attract monsters even if they don’t abandon the world. . This leads to the bad situation that monsters are waiting for them when they enter the abandoned world.

This is the first time Federek saw the monster at home after the plot began.

Now his luck has been shattered, and the boy under the palm can only be the protagonist.

"...Brown! Don't go to China after you grow up!" Federek blurted out.

"a?" Johnson is full of doubts

"Correct."

That is the site of the devourer and the sorcerer.