Why aren't people raising me

"Don't you...don't want a brother like me?"

"no!"

Masaharu Nakahara said loudly.

"I want to apologize to you, a very serious apology, Chuya, I'm sorry, I... I was not clear-headed that day, and I vented my bad emotions on you... I never thought about it that way!"

People will always leave tenderness to strangers, and push badness to those closest to them.

According to psychology, people's negative emotions will always vent to those who think they will never hurt themselves. That is their safe haven and their trust in the world.

***

On that day, Masaharu Nakahara remembered the memory of his previous life for the first time after waking up for so long.

The first thing you get is not a funny and warm picture, but a turbulent emotion.

Despair, grief, anger, deep bewilderment and overwhelm, and a desperate determination.

And... resentment that almost burns reason.

Brothers, parents, and partners who kindly took him in. Creatures with these identities are not human beings. They have weird appearances, amazing abilities, and they are all thorny and ruthless when facing others, but they treat him to the extreme. patience and love.

None of these people died well.

The brothers went to hell, the parents turned into ghosts, and the monsters were cut off.

And the pain of Yazhi's death also flooded him like a tide at the moment of recollection,

Nakahara Masaharu was immersed in these feelings and couldn't extricate himself, but his face only showed a blankness where his spirit was shocked to the point of sluggishness, and Nakahara Masaharu said to him at this time,

"Jaji, I want to tell you something."

"You know, I've been investigating Huangba's vomiting for the past two days because..."

"Huang Ba Tu is me, I am not human."

"Thunder Street may be formed by my ability,"

"……do you understand?"

His elder brother stood in front of him anxiously, although he was a little uncomfortable, his tone was steady and hopeful, and his eyes shone with a little gleam—it was the first time he made up his mind to bury the secret deep in his heart. Tell others, and he has a certain confidence that he will get the understanding and support of that person.

Huangba vomits, Huangshen, these Central Plains people don't know the details, he lacks the memory of his childhood, so he doesn't know where he came from, but he also remembers the dark space and a golden hand.That hand brought him out of the silent darkness, giving him a clear consciousness.

He may not be human.

This is what Zhong also secretly guessed.

But what is it if it is not human?Is it really a god, or is he just a container of gods, the product of human experiments?Whether his will is artificially compiled, and whether his feelings are false.

All the mysteries need to be solved, and Zhong Yuanzhong is also impatient with the result, and can't wait to figure out what he is.

Before that, he wanted to know Masaharu's attitude.

Are you willing to accept that your brother is not human?

"I do not accept!"

Masaharu Nakahara has never yelled at Nakahara Nakahara in such a furious tone,

"What is barbaric, what is non-human, there are so many people in the world, why did you choose me, what is this, my unique attraction? Am I born to be mixed with you guys who don't die well— —!”

In the third life, in three lives, Masaharu Nakahara also died unexpectedly.

Darryl used to say that Masaharu Nakahara was old enough to be a grandpa to these kids.

But Masaharu Nakahara felt that he had never grown up.

He has never seen his own old appearance, never fell in love with anyone, married and started a family, and never really lived for himself. He only knows that he is bound by a thread, and the name of that thread is - saving others.

There are so many suffering people in the world, is Masaharu Nakahara such a kind saint? !

The outburst of negative emotions can overthrow a person and make him forget that he also has a good heart. At that moment, he only remembers the fear of being forced to be haunted by death, the difficulty of being forced to act, and being pressed by the death on top of others. Chasing pressure.Masaharu Nakahara stared at the bewildered face of the red-haired boy, there was even a hint of hatred in that look,

"... Masaharu?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't expect him to react so strongly, and he didn't understand why he reacted so strongly. He just called Masaharu's name softly, with a sense of comfort and temptation.

Masaharu Nakahara's heart twitched, the call that made him yearn for in the past only made him irritated now.Masaharu Nakahara felt that his words seemed to be ignorant, "You created Leibo Street, huh? Then you took countless lives, and you will definitely go to hell in the future!"

The world of the dead is to liquidate what you did in life.

Zhongyuan Zhong also froze, his eyes widened in disbelief,

"Why should I have anything to do with someone like you? I would rather freeze to death in the trash can and starve to death—"

"Masaharu Central Plains!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also called his brother by his full name in a voice full of anger.

"A person like me?" He laughed angrily, "What kind of person is I?"

A family held together by tenacity and kindness.

"How can you say such a thing, is it just because my identity is different from ordinary people, do you want to distance yourself from me?!"

Yes!

Masaharu Nakahara opened his mouth, but didn't say the answer that was above and below his blood,

"..."

"What happened to you today? You've never been like this before."

The atmosphere between the two became suffocated and intense, Masaharu Nakahara stood there with a pale complexion, Nakahara Nakahara was also very angry at his stupid words, and looked at him with tight lips.Suddenly, Chuya's expression showed obvious confusion. He saw that Masaharu's red eyes were covered with a layer of water, but he still raised his eyes and refused to look away.

Those were uncontrollable, struggling and sad tears.

The hatred in Masaharu Nakahara's eyes seemed to intensify with tears, Nakahara even wondered for a moment if he had done something wrong.

His lips moved, and his voice lowered, "Don't you think I'm incompetent like Shirase?"

Masaharu Nakahara didn't understand what this had to do with Shirase, he said hoarsely to himself, "Chuya, why aren't you human?"

Not human, there is no good result.

From ancient times to the present.

This is from the World Church Masaharu Nakahara, and it was also told by the god of death to Masaharu Nakahara.

How painful it is to face the death of a family member with his own eyes. Masaharu Nakahara can't recall those scenes, but he feels like his heart is splitting open.

"Yaji..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously stretched out his hand to him, but froze in mid-air,

"Are you just... unwilling?"

***

"I am willing! Chuya is Chuya no matter what, and he is my most important family!"

"so……"

Nakahara Masaharu's voice was stained with tears,

"Don't want me, Chuya."

He hugged Chuya Nakahara's waist tightly, and cried more fiercely than last time, but this time, he was not as weird and silent as last time, and was more inclined to an uneasy child seeking forgiveness.

That quarrel ended with Chuya Nakahara slamming the door and leaving. Masaharu Nakahara was mentally exhausted from recovering his memory and had a high fever for three days and three nights. When he was a little more energetic, he was escorted by Yuxing and got into the car at the port Mafia.

Nakahara Masaharu realized when he woke up later,

I confuse my feelings.

He misdirected his hatred on his favorite elder brother, and the person he really hated was the ghost slayer who killed tired parents, the murderer who killed innocent parents, and the exorcist who crushed his partners.

But... the ghost slayer was not at fault, and the murderer was punished accordingly. The demon exorcist was only collecting money to do things, and the monster disturbed the land god on Fuze's side.

His hatred was inherently ridiculous.