Crimson moon

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«Mc /// 1P»

||August 2, 2236 /// Saturday /// 5:00 a.m.||

No way I can accept this. I shall back out now.

And it's so early yet!

[...can we go back?] I pleaded, sitting beside brother on the back seat of the car. With father as the driver.

[Go back where?]

[...house...]

[Haha no can do, Yuu-chan.] He replied. Hearing that, I let out a long sigh...

Hmph, I'll just do it then. If I can't even do such a simple task, it'll be a disgrace that will be imprinted on my history. How will I show my face proudly to them. And of course, it's also useful. Every challenge has something to gain.

Retreating is shameful. Only those who doesn't have pride will have the courage to.

(...just you wait, I will have my revenge for forcing me.) I thought and clenched my fists as I secretly glared at father.

[Dad, you said he's your friend right?] Brother asked, while father nodded with a [Hn.]

[What is he like?]

[What is he like, huh...] He placed his hand on his chin, thinking about it deeply as he added with a smile [...hmmm, he is a bit delusional, but he's a good guy.]

[Delusional?]

[...well, you'll know it later since we're almost there.]

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||August 9, 2236 /// Saturday /// 5:00 a.m.||

If one wants to be a hero, one also needs to train first. Of course, one can't just go around trying to defeat enemies without knowing how to fight. But...

(...argh...)

A week before, us twins started our training under this guy who calls himself ``Stendhal`` whoever he is.

I don't know anything more than that about himself since he doesn't want to tell us.

[It already has been seven days, yet you two only progressed by this much? Seeing this is pathetic.] Said by a man with a plain iron mask, wearing black suit with a katana on his back.

Yes, this is him...

(...this is so annoying...)

Currently, we are in a spare room of our father's hero agency. There's nothing special to mention here.

The room has a fairly large space with some random things thoroughly arranged everywhere.

Our schedule with him is only in weekends, thankfully. He must be a busy guy.

[I would've increased the difficulty if only that fool doesn't have eyes everywhere. The pace is so slow.] He added while infront of me and brother's tired image, lying on the floor as we panted heavily.

I really wanted to complain about this being an act of child abuse, but I just can't.

How can't I? This nobody who popped up randomly that is ashamed by his background dares to put me in this state!

Why did I even agreed to this anyway, what has gotten into my mind. It felt like someone took over me.

Or am I just a protagonist of a story who is controlled by the author? If that's true, then I need freedom!

Why are you forcing me to train, knowing that I don't want to!

[...sensei...please don't be hard on us...] Brother said as if he was about to die [...also...it's only been 4 days right? Since we...only go here every weekend...]

[So you've been neglecting those weekdays. When I can clearly remember that I ordered you not to, and teach yourselves.] He said coldly, then faced me [And I'm sure you're also the same, no?]

Even though he has a mask, I can imagine a frown from him that made us shiver for some reason, added with his voice.

(...hah...why did you drop a bomb?)

[...ermmm...] The one beside me heavily sweated as he looked away.

[Of course, I already expected it. More or less from brats.]

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