I don't want to be an elf!

Other than that, he knew nothing about the Bentiao family.

Although I had talked with Honjo Nia a few times before, it was only because Enju Aihara and Nibelcol became friends and necessary communication between guardians.

Today, by coincidence, he was dragged into the church, and after talking and contacting Honjo Nia, Satomi Rentaro's impression of her changed 180 degrees.

Cheerful, familiar, carefree, not like a girl at all, as if she can have a lively conversation with anyone.

In the company, he is definitely the kind of unscrupulous but reliable senior that both men and women will like.

The mood maker at receptions and parties, always smiling and making everyone happy.

However, for some reason, he always felt something was wrong inside.

Why would someone as sunny as her live in such a remote place, shutting herself in a small church?

"Enju, how did you and Nia meet?" Satomi Rentaro couldn't help asking.

"Of course it was introduced through Ani."

"Then how did you and Nibelcol know each other?"

"Not long after I moved here a year ago, my concubine was very interested in that strange building. When I was idle and bored, I jumped to the backyard to explore it," Aihara Yanzhu recalled the past, "Then, That's where I met Arnie playing in the mud in the backyard."

"Isn't she frightened?"

"No, Ani doesn't seem to hate cursed children. Even if she saw me jumping over the fence, she wasn't very surprised. Instead, she invited me to play with her."

"Is that so..." Satomi Rentaro recalled what Nia Honjo said to him, "Speaking of which, do you think Nibelcol is a cursed child just like you?"

"Huh? Why do you ask that suddenly?"

"It sounds abnormal for an ordinary girl to see a cursed child break into her house without feeling a little bit of fear and surprise." Satomi Rentaro replied, "And, today, Nia and I During the chat, she said that she was going to let Nibelcol be the initiator, no matter how ignorant she is, she should know that the initiator can only be a cursed child, right?"

In this world, the cursed children are existences that are hated by the world.

Those who possess the original enterovirus are not regarded as compatriots by humans, but are regarded as original intestinal organisms in human skin.

This is not difficult to understand, because even if they don't use their strength, they will become gastroenteric creatures due to the virus erosion one day.

Most mothers know that their children are cursed children, and will even kill them secretly, drown them, abandon them, and eventually become food for wild dogs.

Even if they choose to raise them, their parents will have to leave the central area where the citizens live due to social pressure, and settle in the peripheral areas, or even the marginal areas, and live in turmoil and discrimination ever since.

Especially those survivors of the [Plundered Generation], who experienced the war with the gastroenteric creatures and lost their lives and relatives, their attitude towards the cursed children is even worse.

Under their education, even the newborn [Pure Generation] children become like them, discriminating against and bullying the cursed children.

If you meet a child who does not resist making friends with a cursed child, either you have met a chance comparable to winning the lottery, or the other party has a high probability of being a cursed child.

Not to mention that her guardian is going to the International Initiator Supervision Organization to register her as an Initiator.

Thinking about the time he and Nibelcol have spent together over the past year, Aihara Enju shook his head: "I don't really know, because Ani's eyes have never turned red, so it shouldn't be a cursed child." ?”

"Maybe she, like you, is a cursed child who has learned to hide her red eyes?"

"That's true, but I still don't think Arnie is a cursed child."

"why?"

"Because in her body, the concubine has never felt her hatred for this world."

Aihara Enju jumped step by step on the road, and said without moving her head: "Before I met Rentaro, I always hated this world. Even now, I still have this kind of thought from time to time."

"......sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize? It's not Rentaro's fault."

As if aware of Satomi Rentaro's loss, Aihara Enju turned his head and gave him a big smile: "I just want to say that Ani is different from me, and different from the cursed children I know, She's more like a normal kid."

"maybe."

Satomi Rentaro nodded, and didn't continue to answer the conversation, even if it was him who started it.

Aihara Enju is very happy today, so let her continue to be happy.

At least...while still being happy.

It's rare to maintain a good mood all day, but he shouldn't destroy it.

Seeing the little girl bouncing around in front of him, Satomi Rentaro couldn't help but become a little sad.

When I first met her, she was obviously a child who was wary of all people and things, like a cub.

Now, he has become an outgoing and cheerful child who can make friends with others.

It would be nice if it could always be like this.

But he also knew that if it was just an if, it was just an unfulfilled wish.

There is no place in this society for a cursed child.

Being able to linger on is the last mercy left to them by society.

Soon, they returned to their home.

Today is the weekend, he doesn't have to go to school, and he is not interested in doing the homework left by the school.

Aihara Enju happily went to take a bath.

In this neighborhood, there is only hot water between nine and ten in the evening, and cold water at other times.

If you want to take a bath, you can only take advantage of this time. If you miss it, you can only wait for tomorrow.

Sitting on the tatami mat at home, waiting for Enju Aihara to finish washing, he went to wash himself, and Satomi Rentaro, who had nothing to do, turned on the TV.

"Evening News will report the latest news for you. At [-]:[-] this morning, Tokyo citizens once again staged a protest in front of the Ministry of Defense, resolutely resisting the implementation of the [Gastritus Protection Law]."

Seeing citizens holding signs and shouting slogans on TV ruined Satomi Rentaro's good mood.

I changed several channels in a row, but the content was almost the same.

He turned off the TV.

This kind of thing has happened too many times, but every time he sees it, there will always be nameless anger in his heart.

But what can he do?

Nothing can change it except a belly full of fire.

In the face of a huge society, one person's power is too limited, and the price of being a cart is too high.

The only thing he can do is pretend to ignore it.

After the disturbing voice stopped, his mood gradually calmed down.

"By the way, didn't Erya give me the manga just now, take this opportunity to take a look."

No longer thinking about those unpleasant things, as if he wanted to divert his attention, he looked at the comics he got back from Honjo Fuya.

Taking out the first volume of Shirogane's Bullet from the plastic bag full of comics, he decided to read the comics after a long absence to pass the time.

"How long ago was the last time I read comics, before I was adopted by Tendo? Or before I ran away from home with Mu Geng? It's been too long, I can't even remember..."

Turning to the first page, he saw Bentiao Erya's autograph on it.

And a message written for some unknown reason.

He looked at this passage and read it softly.

"To be or not to be, that is the question."

Chapter 7 The Knife Demon is about to be kicked in the balls!

the next day.

Honjo Nia opened the door of the church and saw Rentaro Satomi with two black eyes.

"Ho... ho ho..."

Seeing his lack of energy, Nia Bentiao immediately guessed what he did last night.

After a few meaningful laughs, she winked and asked, "Isn't it pretty?"

Satomi Rentaro pretended not to hear: "Are you ready? If you are ready, let's go now."

"Is it nice?"

"......"

"Is it nice?"

"Ahhhhh, it's pretty, super pretty, you're satisfied!"

Satomi Rentaro couldn't help but rolled his eyes, feeling a sense of frustration in his heart for no reason.

Seeing this, Honjo Nia's brows curled up, revealing a contented smile.

She opened her arms, and said in a kindly priestly tone, "Congratulations, young man, for realizing the beauty of Two-dimensional and throwing yourself into the arms of the Lord."

There is no doubt that Satomi Rentaro stayed up all night.

As for the reason for staying up late, Erya in this article can know it even if he doesn't need to write a long article.

This guy has been reading the manga I gave him yesterday, the silver bullet, all night long.

Looking at it like this, it should still suit his appetite very much. If it wasn't for today's appointment, he might have to stay at home and read comics all day.

In fact, Silver Bullet is indeed an excellent shonen manga. There is a reason why it became so popular in the pre-war world.

Silver's Bullet tells the story of an exorcist teenager who eliminates demons and grows from encounters and exorcisms.

Typical kingly theme.

Young people like Satomi Rentaro are not interested in Tenchu ​​Girls' animations aimed at children, but Shirogane's Bullet is a shonen manga, and its readers are young girls in his age group.

Even if he stepped into the society early and suffered a lot of beatings, Satomi Rentaro's heart is far more mature than his peers, but this does not mean that he can reject the boy manga.

What's more, although the boy's manga is called the boy's manga, its audience is not limited to teenagers.

"What, what did you see?" Bentiao Erya asked curiously.

"Can you not say it? I always feel a bit ashamed to talk about the work in front of the author."

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it. Maybe I can still get valuable advice from readers."

"Ugh......"

Unable to stand Nia Honjo's stalking skills, Satomi Rentaro had no choice but to say submissively: "I have seen that the protagonist, Falma, after defeating the boss in the third volume, knows that hell is actually the [Creation Project] of the high-level human beings. The product of failure, the demon that makes people fear is actually the part of the victim."

"Hmm, then you'll be reading another climax soon, where the main character, Falma, and his partner, the half-magic girl, will..."

"Wait! No spoilers! I'll see for myself!"

"That's right, let you enjoy it later, Jie Jie Jie."

Seeing the evil smile on Nia Honjo's face like a ghost, Satomi Rentaro couldn't help feeling flustered, and swallowed.

After hesitating for a long time, he made up his mind and asked, "Will something bad happen afterwards?"

"Don't you want spoilers?"

"Is it okay to see through a little bit? I'm a little flustered."

"Hehe, it's not really a big knife." Honjo Nia said with a smile, "It's just that the half-demon girl will become a real bloodthirsty demon after 496 days because of the erosion of her blood, and then be attacked by the protagonist. "

"asshole!"

Satomi Rentaro resisted the urge to lift the guy's collar, and shouted excitedly: "Nia Honjo! You have no heart!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

"He let the heroine die or something, I've never seen such a crazy cartoonist!"

"Ann, I am a believer in the beautiful Two-dimensional God, and I will give it to HE later."

"Hmph... you'd better give it, I know your address!"

"Oops, forgot about this."

After some friendly neighborly greetings, both of them were ready to go.

Calling their own children to their side respectively, a group of four walked towards the central area of ​​Tokyo.

The price of taxis in Tokyo is very high. In this post-war era of soaring gasoline prices, taxis have become one of the luxuries that only the middle and upper class are entitled to spend.

As two poor ghosts living in a neighborhood similar to a slum, Satomi Rentaro and Honjo Nia naturally have no money to take a taxi.