pertwk Chapter 94 Memories
Chapter 94 Memories
Chapter 94 Memories
"What, is returning the clothes enough? Do you think we're fools...?"
Before Lausanne could finish speaking, Broly stopped her.
The chubby boy looked over with some confusion, wondering why his older brother was stopping him when they could successfully force the other party to join the group with just a little more pressure.
Despite his lack of understanding, Lausanne's conviction in Broly silenced him.
"If you're the eldest child in a family, are you no longer valued after the second child is born?"
"Brother Broly, what's wrong?"
Akame noticed something was wrong with him and asked him about it.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."
Broly pinched the bridge of his nose, his expression somewhat unpleasant.
Sometimes, certain pieces of information would surface in his mind.
But never before has so much information surfaced.
. . . .
"Mom, I got third place in my class on the final exam."
"You only came in third place, not first. The fact that you lost some points in Chinese shows that you were careless."
……
"Mom, I got first place this time!"
"Okay, okay..."
The woman, whose face seemed somewhat familiar yet impossible to recall, appeared to be getting impatient.
In the hazy fragments of memory, the sound of a child crying could be heard.
"Your little brother is crying again, and Mom has to take care of him. After you finish eating, you can go to school by yourself."
……
"Dad, there's a parent-teacher conference at school tomorrow..."
"Dad has to work tomorrow."
"Mother?"
"Mom doesn't have time either, she has to stay home to take care of your younger brother, so let your grandma go instead."
……
"Mom, I want to play soccer. Can you buy me a pair of soccer shoes?"
"Can't you kick with regular shoes? Don't compare yourself to others at school and waste money."
"Mommy, I want that toy car..."
"Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you."
In his hazy memory, the boy stood at the entrance of a shoe store, watching his mother lead his younger brother into a toy store.
……
"Mom, my score is above the admission line for top high schools."
"Hmm, not bad. Your brother did well on the exam too, he got into the top ten in his class. Let's go to McDonald's to celebrate."
"Mom, I want a Big Mac meal."
"Let's order two kids' meals, that way we can get two extra toys for your little brother."
……
"Brother, your notebook is nice, can I have it?"
"That's mine."
"Give it to me."
"don't want."
After being rejected by the teenager, the child whose face was not clearly visible ran to his parents to complain.
"You're the same age as your brother. You're a grown man, why are you still holding a grudge against your brother?"
"It's just a matter of some notebooks. I'll give you the money to buy a few more. As for these, you can give them to your younger brother."
The boy was scolded by his parents.
……
No matter what he did, in his parents' eyes, he could never compare to his younger brother.
It's what he, as the older brother, should do.
If he doesn't do well, he'll be setting a bad example for his younger brother.
Even for the same thing, his parents had two different standards for him and for his younger brother.
Sometimes the boy would think that it would be better if his younger brother weren't around, and then he would have some dangerous thoughts.
But in the end, the dangerous idea remained just an idea.
He started giving up simply because of his parents' unequal treatment of him.
After watching anime with a classmate, the boy discovered that the fictional world of anime was more endearing, and he became hopelessly addicted to it.
The emptiness in my heart caused by a lack of love in reality was filled by the fake female characters in the world of anime.
Before he knew it, the boy started buying figurines and calling his virtual wives "waifus".
He became, in the eyes of outsiders, a self-destructive otaku who was just giving up on life.
. . . .
Hill's similar situation triggered the buried memories of her past life in her consciousness. Broly could feel sadness, pain, relief after giving up, and the sense of relief after completely abandoning reality and being reborn into the two-dimensional world.
Now, Broly looked at Hill as if he had suddenly looked in a mirror, except that what he saw was not his current self, but the otaku who had suffered unfair treatment from his family.
Of course, it was only this part of the memory of being treated unfairly that was rekindled. Therefore, Broly empathized with Hill, who had a similar experience, and he could understand the pain of being a neglected child in a family.
"This afternoon, I'll go back with you and explain the clothes to you. If your mother is unwilling to return them, then they're yours."
Information flooded his mind like a tide, and receded just as quickly, leaving only a damp trace on the beach of his surface consciousness, which led Broly to say those words to Hill.
"Uh, okay, I got it."
Hill accepted his fate and did not refuse Broly's arrangement.
While Hill asked the store manager for leave to get his glasses fitted, all the dishes that Broly and the others had ordered were served.
However, no one touched their chopsticks. Apart from Leone, who didn't want to start eating first, the other children were all looking at Broly with some concern, as his expression seemed a little off.
Broly wasn't acting strangely; it was just that a bunch of information had just flooded his mind, making his usually simple and straightforward mind feel complicated, and some of it was still in a brainstorming session.
I am Broly, and I have no younger brother.
The memories of being treated unfairly by his family in his past life were not important to Broly, and he quickly put those memories behind him.
A wife not only fills your stomach, but also fills the emptiness in your heart.
All that remained was one more reason to find a wife.
"Hey, aren't you guys eating?"
Coming to his senses, Broly looked at the table full of untouched dishes and asked a question, somewhat puzzled.
Are you alright?
Esdeath asked from the side.
"What could possibly be wrong with me?"
"But you didn't look well just now."
As soon as Kuroko pointed it out, the other children nodded in agreement.
"I was just thinking about some unhappy things, but I've already let them go. I'm sorry for making you worry, but I'm fine now. Everyone, please start eating!"
Broly gave a shout and started eating.
Seeing that he had a hearty appetite, the other children felt relieved.
For a moment, the private room was filled with the sounds of people enjoying their food.
"Another bowl of rice, please."
"I want noodles."
"Hey, you with the steamed buns, give me two more plates of stinky mandarin fish and braised pork with tofu."
Leone was somewhat taken aback by the children's unrestrained eating at the table, but she quickly joined in.
The food at Guihuafang was so delicious that she devoured it.
Even when her hat fell off her head and her long hair, which had been gathered up, fell to her waist, she didn't notice it immediately.
She didn't realize it until she was full and her belly was bulging.
"Are you full?"
Broly asked her.
"Mmm, I'm full."
Leone was a little embarrassed, holding the beret in her hand, unsure whether to wear it or not.
"Would you like some dessert?"
Ultimately, with dessert still available, the hat was set aside.
(End of this chapter)