Chapter 26 - Birthday (1/2)

Birthday

[Kutcha… kutcha…]

I was sitting cross-legged while eating my breakfast.

One serving of beef jerky.

[Kutcha, kutcha…]

I glared towards the poisoned complexion of the lizardmen.

They were all sleeping while purple bubbles were showing on their skin.

Behind them are the corpses of the quadruped lizards.

Diagonally in front of me, in both my left and right side were the two dragon zombies who were also collapsed on the ground.

Their complexion had also turned to purple.

Occasionally, they would utter out something like a groan.

[Gguuu, gggiii, gguueeeeeehhhh….]

They’re wailing in pain.

They’ve been deprived of the control over their own lives.

What made it possible is that I’m sure — that’s definitely killing intent.

There’s something in me, something like a factor in me that’s existed just for “killing”.

I squint my eyes as I look towards the groaning monsters.

Two dragon zombies.

Before I knew it, the ugly rotting faces of these dragon zombies coincide with the faces of my parents.

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They were kicking me at that day, while I curled around so that I can protect my head.

I think it’s around after dinner.

My dinner usually mostly consists of the leftovers of what my parents had eaten.

My mother used to have a habit of buying too much food at the supermarket.

That’s also the reason why she always had a quarrel with father.

But thanks to that, there are more extra meals for me to eat.

[You’re one tough brat, huh!? Tsk~! If you had wailed more, this would have been a little bit more fun~! Here~!] (T/N: Ora~!)

[Don’t kill him, okay? Nowadays, the eyes of the society have been stricter and stricter~]

[Shut up! If the brat dies, then he can die for all I care! It’d be an accidental death. Accidental, you hear me!? No one would know as long as you don’t croak! Rather, if this brat dies, won’t we get plenty of money from the condolence gift on this brat’s funeral?]

[Rather than that darling, I’m already kicking too! Here~! Here~! Here~! Is it painful!? Are you feeling bitter!? But you see, I’ve been feeling this bitter stress every single day at work! A f*cking tedious work! So, isn’t that great!? A brat like you~ doesn’t know anything!? Here here here!!! Say something, Touka!? Die! Die! Die!] (T/N: Ora~! Ora~! Ora~!)

[That’s quite an appetizer for a good sake. Gulp, gulp — puhhaaa~! Excellent! We’ll finally kill him if we keep beating him up! That’s quite refreshing!]

[Here here here~ huh!? Tsk! The guy from next door came here to complain about the noise!]

[Oi! It will be troublesome if we were called in the child guidance center again!]

[T-That’s right… Yes, we’re coming~! We’re really sorry~! We’ll make sure to be quieter now~! I’m really sorry that my kid is quite noisy~…]

Someday, I ‘ll kill them.

If I don’t, I’ll be killed by them.

If I had more “power”…

I’d be able trample or even crush all things that block my way if I had “power”.

I want to kill them.

Then, I’d never have to complain about the pain I’m feeling.

I should kill them.

I need to kill them.

I’m going to kill them.

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[………]

Did I understand “killing intent” at that time?

[If so, I should be thankful.]

To them.

For giving me that factor of killing intent.

I have been able to cultivate killing intent like those from other creatures.

[If I were able to get back to my original world… it might be a good idea to search for them at least once. I would say my thanks at that time…]

I have nothing but gratefulness towards uncle and his family.

I’m not being sarcastic this time though, I really am grateful to them from the bottom of my heart.

Uncle’s family made the “normal” me everyone had seen.

This normality is also an important part of my life.

He taught me the warmth that someone could give.

He taught me to have a kind heart.

I really want to thank my uncle who took me in and raised me like his own son.

[…a kind heart, huh.]