Homeschool Companion Feeding Guide

I don't know when, the man started to realize that he can only hear the child's voice when the child silently says his name or thinks of him... But the bad thing is, this kid thinks about him almost all the time... Even though It was in a dream.

"XANXUS..." It was another raving in a child's dream; disturbing the dream, the man let out an impatient "tsk".

In fact, he doesn't have much desire to sleep at night, because in this endless freeze, the concept of time has long been blurred, and he doesn't know what day and night will be, and his normal work and rest have become dispensable. Even if his mind is clear, he can't open his eyes. Open your eyes, you can't see or hear anything.

For normal people, every second is like a year of suffering, and within a few days they will fall into a lonely and desperate madness, but for XANXUS, as long as there is anger and hatred, it is enough to support him through everything inhuman situation.

But the boy broke in suddenly.

At first the man didn't understand why he could hear the boy's voice, but he could hear everything about the boy, the child's words, the whispers of the people around the child, and even the child's inner voice.

Annoying, noisy.

But following the child's every move, the blurry time became clear again.

From the morning to the sunset, from the evening wind to the morning song, from the cold moonlight in the mountain stream to the sculptured dove, from the immature words of the child, the man saw the world again, those things he had always dismissed in the past The things that are common to him, those things that seem extremely boring to him, seem to become precious treasures in the words of the child.

Children live a boring three-point and one-line life every day, going to class, going home...and going up the mountain.

Children go to the highlands on time every day like three meals and timekeeping - waiting for someone.

Other than that, the most a child does every day... is call his name.

Over and over again, tirelessly.

Children always think of men unconsciously, and then talk to themselves as if they were talking to him.

like before-

"Mr. XANXUS..."

The child once again lay on the desk, clutching the bright red test paper with zero eggs in embarrassment, and murmured, "When will I be as good as you? If only I could get full marks in the exam..."

XANXUS: "..."

The man who can also hear the voice of the child during the exam knows very well how seriously the child wrote the test paper to the brim.

The attitude can be described as extremely serious.

And a certain man who got full marks in the child's mouth... Every time he takes the exam, if he is in a good mood, he may come to the exam, put his legs up on the exam table, put the test paper under his feet, lean on the seat, and take a nap with his eyes closed. Then leave a blank test paper and leave arrogantly.

But the tutor who is responsible for reviewing the test papers every year,

I still only dare to approve a big red "A" on the blank test paper where the man may still have a footprint.

XANXUS never felt it was wrong to receive such differential treatment.

"Yo! You've passed the zero-egg test again for the waste material course?"

A malicious voice came, and the child nervously hid the test paper, but the person who came didn't give him this chance, snatched the test paper and made it public.

"... Sasaki... Please return it to me..." The child's voice was timid and had no deterrent effect at all. Some classmates who couldn't see the child being bullied also helped out.

Sasaki yelled in dissatisfaction after being brushed off: "Are you still defending this backdoor waste material?! The next session of our Vengley will be ruined in the hands of this idiot..."

"Enough! Sasaki!" A girl interrupted him, "You are not welcome here, please go out!"

"——!" Noticing the increasingly hostile looks of the people around him, Sasaki could only tactfully stop his voice and leave.

"Are you okay? Gangji-kun." The girl stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Well," the child wagged his tail and smiled gratefully at the girl. "Thank you, Luna."

"What's the matter?" the girl patted the child on the shoulder maturely, "Don't pay attention to the gossip in the school, although you are indeed a bit poor in the written test, but we friends know best what kind of strength you are... ..."

Many children also responded in succession.

"You will definitely become an excellent leader."

The girl said with confidence.

Hearing this, the child lowered his head and lowered his tail, "Thank you...but I don't want to be the next leader of Vongola..."

"Eh?!"

【Because... that position belongs to Mr. XANXUS...】 The child thought stubbornly.

"...Idiot | idiot."

I don't know how many times, the man judged like this.

Children are the kind of weak people he hates the most, weak, incompetent, and easy to talk; they can't even be considered "garbage" level, at best they can only be regarded as a brat.

Thinking of this, the child in the dream whispered softly again: "...XANXUS..."

"...", unlike the pronunciation full of fear and anxiety that the man heard from other people every time before, this name, which has already been soaked in evil, has been evoked by the child for no reason.

...Damn it sounds good.

The author has something to say:

Although 27 is so soft, it is actually very strong