Seeing them sitting upright on the sofa, the first thought in Sasashima Ritsu's mind was "The Three Little Pigs", and the second thought was that this sofa had done something wrong and had endured too much.

He walked up to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, staring closely at the Bencheng family who were exchanging nervous looks.

I don’t know whether it was because they were uncomfortable with being silent for too long. Ichiro Honsei put his wife on his back. After receiving the clear instructions, Naomi Honsei raised her lips and smiled and said: "Xiao Ritsu, you are so serious in calling us because you want to

What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to move out and have nothing to do with you from now on." Ritsu Sasashima is not a person who likes to talk in a roundabout way. He has always spoken more directly and expresses what he wants to say straightforwardly.

"Wha, what? You want to move out and cut off contact with us? How can you do this, Xiaolu? We have raised you for ten years! You, you, you..."

Naomi Honsei stood up from the sofa with clapped hands in excitement, her belly trembling with three layers of swimming rings. She pointed her index finger at Sasashima and shouted like a shrew: "Do you have a conscience?

!We have raised you for ten years and you want to cut off all contact with us!"

"conscience?"

Ritsu Sasashima seemed to have heard something interesting. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and laughed silently twice. His blue eyes were filled with frost, as if he wanted to condense all things.

"You actually want to discuss your conscience with me? Ask yourself, do you have any intentions?"

A voice without any emotion, as hollow as a robot.

Ritsu Sasashima stood up, stepped on his slippers with a dull sound, and stood in front of Motoichiro on the far left. Even though he was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, he could overlook the three people sitting on the sofa.

His cold eyes fell on Honsei Ichiro's big face. Sasashima Ritsu's thin lips parted and he said softly: "How much did you spend on the cigarettes and drinks you smoked and drank in the past ten years? Not long after I came here, you

I don’t work anymore… What is the source of family expenses? Why don’t you answer?”

Moto Seiichiro lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. The fingers of his hands were intertwined and then loosened. His repeated movements proved that he was guilty at the moment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Sasashima's eyes moved to Naomi, whose eyes flickered and dared not face him. She was very majestic just now, but now she is like a plague chicken, trying hard to curl up her huge body, hoping that she won't notice.

to her.

"Naomi Honsei... You hang out with the bastards in the street who talk about me behind my back every day. Do you want to join them when I can't hear you? Use the money my parents gave me to open a small stove outside and eat good food.

The lunch box prepared for me will always be your leftovers, am I right?"

Sasashima's pace didn't stop. He finally looked at Honsei Hiko, whose hair was oily and clumps after not washing it for who knows how many days. A capable adult who squatted at home after graduating from high school, complaining about the world.

A piece of trash that resents but never thinks about what the problem is.

"No matter how much cosmetics you buy, no matter how thick the foundation is, it can't hide your ugly face. You are the kind of person who has to hesitate whether to put it in the kitchen waste or not recycle it when sorting garbage."

Ritsu Sasashima still remembers the scene when he first arrived at Honsei's house. In order not to cause trouble to them, he tried to play the role of a good boy. When he was bullied, he chose to swallow it. He studied hard and got first place in the exam just hoping to be taken seriously.

But in the end, what he got in exchange was hypocrisy.

One night when I was eight years old, I was too hungry and wanted to rummage in the refrigerator for food. Unexpectedly, I overheard Ben Cheng's family discussing how to distribute the huge alimony that their parents had put into their cards.

——"His parents don't care about him. Tens of millions of yen is enough for us to buy a better house. Husband, I have always wanted to live in a detached house. When the time comes, you can even plant trees in a small courtyard!"

——"Mom and Dad, I also want a separate bedroom. I don't want to live with him! And I'm interested in the limited-edition makeup gift box for Christmas. Buy it for me!"

——"Let's buy an apartment first. The remaining part will be deposited in the bank to earn interest, and the other part will be used for happiness... I think Sasashima and the others are very busy working overseas and can't even be contacted on the phone. We just need to do the superficial work."

Well, even if we check the police, we won’t find it!”

As Christmas approached, it was extremely cold in Saitama Prefecture that year, and there was no floor heating at home.

He sneaked back into the room quietly with bare feet, curled up on the wooden bed, and understood a truth: the cold you feel physically can never be as cold as you feel psychologically.

The feeling of despair was a chill from the inside out, and my scalp was so numb that I couldn't feel anything.

At that time, Sasashima Ritsu was only eight years old, in the second grade of elementary school.

He was clearly enjoying his childhood, but he realized that the world was cold and people's hearts were dangerous.

Ritsu Sasashima walked around the living room, stepping on the hearts of the Honsei family with every step. Until the footsteps suddenly stopped, they raised their heads cautiously and found Sasashima staring at them.

"The first amount was 50 million yen, and the second amount was 60 million yen. These two sums should have been squandered in the past ten years."

Ritsu Sasashima picked up his schoolbag and walked to the entrance. He turned his back to them and said, "Just treat this money as feeding pigs, and I'm too lazy to recover it from you. To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to it..."

He put on his shoes and turned around to look at the dull three people and said with a smile: "I really look forward to how people who have been idle for ten years will live their lives in the future after squandering all their money."

"Never see you again. If you try to disturb my new life, I don't mind going through legal proceedings."

boom!

He closed the door firmly and had nothing to do with the Bencheng family from now on.

Ritsu Sasashima was in a good mood after regaining his life. After connecting the noise-canceling headphones to his mobile phone, he looked at the schedule recorded in the memo. It was his first time to go to Tokyo.

Get on the train from Kawagoe City Station on the Tobu Higashijo Line, then transfer to the Fukutoshin Line at Ikebukuro Station and arrive at Shibuya Station. The hotel he booked is at 2-36, Udagawa-cho, Shibuya-ku.

After buying a ticket and entering the station, he walked to the less crowded carriage. Sasashima Ritsu found an empty seat and sat down, pretending to listen to music.

He lowered his head and said nothing. He had been exposed to public opinion and school violence for a long time, and had long been unaccustomed to speaking... He said so much at once today that his throat actually hurt a little.

It takes about an hour's drive to reach Tokyo's Shibuya District. As the largest birthplace of various fashions and trends, Sasashima Ritsu felt it as soon as he stepped out of the station.

Exaggeratedly long blond curly hair, dark and bright skin with silver eye shadow and lip makeup.

The brown school uniform jacket is obviously one size larger than the size she usually wears. The slightly longer hem successfully covers up the plaid miniskirt until only two to three centimeters are exposed. At first glance, she thought she was not wearing pants.

The finishing touch was probably the scary highlight on the bridge of his nose, which smelled like the indigenous people in the tropical rainforest, making Sasashima Ritsu feel that he might... not be suitable for Tokyo?

No, this is just a very small group of people.

Relaxed, Sasajima Ritsu walked towards Udagawa-cho 2-chome. When he went to a convenience store on the way, he also bought a bottle of Calpis. He took a sip directly from the freezer. The light yogurt flavor was refreshing and quenched his thirst.

One bottle turned into half a bottle, and Sasashima also found a hotel to stay at.

The first thing I did after checking in was to take a shower, put on the only change of clothes in my schoolbag, and then jumped up and leaned back——

He sank into the soft mattress and stared at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling with half-squinted eyes.

call.
Chapter completed!