Chapter 1603: 1603 8

Harry and Casey had the same birthday. And that's the day Harry turns thirteen and Casey turns eleven.

Since they were younger, Casey and Harry had exchanged each other's birthday presents on the same day. Harry has a headache considering that.

(I've been busy lately, my body is tight, and I totally forgot about my birthday...... I don't have much money in hand, and I don't know what to do...)

Like last year, you can't just buy something expensive and give it away. Being aware of that makes me resentful that I am in such a situation.

(Can't help but buy something that looks delightful?)

With that in mind, Harry leaves the garbage collection yard and heads to a nearby town.

In order to shop, the refugees in the garbage collection yard also really have to step into town, but they don't want to stay too long if possible, the refugees think. Because many of the townspeople abhor it like a serpent scorpion.

When I go into town, I feel a stabbing gaze. Residents' faces are depressed to see as little as possible, but they still occasionally show up in sight. Everyone is staring at me.

"The rat."

A thin, old man, lean as a dead branch, throws up abominably.

Harry had seen the old man's face. The face burned to memory. Eyes peeled and bloody, distorted mouth and peeled dirty teeth. At old age, the human interior appears more prominently on the face, but this old man is especially bad.

The same person, yet the other person doesn't even see himself as a person. But that's the same from Harry. People looked like they could get ugly this far, and their breasts were going to be torn apart by taunts and groans.

"What have you got for me today?

Before that Harry, now three boys his age get stuck laughing slightly.

Harry hits his tongue when he meets the nasty guys. Both these evil children have been involved before. Besides, that's when they gave me my money.

Even if I sued the police for that, I couldn't get it to work.

(We didn't do anything wrong... why do we have to be scorned and discriminated against like this?)

Not so much anger and humiliation, I would burn him every town one day, clenching my fist and swearing with my teeth.

The money I got from my labor at that garbage dump would be a lot of money if I tried it from people in this town. But from the refugees, it's not cheap, and it's not light. You can't give it up lightly this time.

"Stay with us again. Even gold with the smell of garbage on it. Patience."

The bad boy's words stopped on the way. Because Harry had sharp fragments in his hand, and he was staring at them with his pregnant eyes.

"Give me back my previous money."

"Wow, okay...... Hey, let's get you out of here."

With a threatened eye, the bad boys rush out their money and throw it at Harry's feet.

"You're not, are you? Hand it over properly. Apologize, too. If you can't do it, I'm gonna squeeze your eyes out, okay?

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry..."

"Excuse me!

Following Harry's words, the bad boys returned the money by hand and apologized, fleeing at first sight.

My grandfather told Harry. We must never make a scene. He told me to keep quiet and bear with him even if he did something. He said we can only live here by being patient. But Harry wasn't going to follow it, and he always thought the idea was wrong.

If you're patient, you'll stay fucked all the time, you'll stay serious. That is absolutely unacceptable. Fight, but you have to win.

With more gold in hand, I wonder if I can buy a little better gift and go into the cake shop.

For the arrival of the refugee child, the clerk woman looked blatantly unpleasant and had a bad attitude, but she packaged it properly and sold me the cake.

"Welcome home, Harry."

Hopefully, back at the cabin, thanks to Casey, who welcomed him with his usual dazzling smile, the evil chest feces he had dragged all the way home from town also blew beautifully somewhere, and Harry spoken naturally.

"Look, this"

Expecting more pleasure, Harry gives Casey a box wrapper.

"Cake! It's been years, Cakey!

"No, no, it hasn't been years."

Harry realizes that it was worth it to put up a box of cakes and see Casey shudder and rejoice.

"I have a birthday present for Harry, too."

Casey sticks her hand in the pocket of her skirt.

Harry was surprised to see what he had taken out. It was a ring with jewels.

I don't know if that gem is real. But sometimes there's something worthwhile mixed up in the garbage, and if you can find it, it'll make your life a lot easier. There are many of them.

"Casey... let's not make this a gift, let's sell it and add to our lives. I appreciate the sentiment, and I know this makes Casey sad, but I think we should do that."

It was hard to say, but Harry turns to Casey and persuades her of his mysterious face.

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Harry had a terrible chest ache as his always bright Casey face was dramatically cloudy.

"I... thought Harry would be happy... and I wanted to see Harry's happy face... Oh, I'm sorry. That's right. You should do that, right? Okay."

Saving tears in his eyes, Harry severely regrets his words and actions when he sees Casey trying to force him to make a smile.

"You idiot mon"

My grandfather, who came into the cabin, pokes Harry's head a little harder from behind.

"Don't get poor to your heart. It hasn't gotten that far yet. I can't help it when it's really life-threatening."

Teaching Harry in a quiet tone, his grandfather looked at Casey this time.

"Casey forgives Harry, too. Don't be sad. Harry thought about what was best for everyone, and he said that. So do what you didn't ask."

"Yeah, okay. So... Harry, you'll take it, won't you?

"Ugh, yeah... sorry, Casey..."

Harry also receives the ring as he apologizes to Casey, who offers the ring again with a sobbing face.

Huh, Harry remembers his grandfather's words.

I can taste life as long as I live. Flavor of life, including pain. Because of that pain, the warmth can also be tasted stronger this way. The interaction that was normal before I became a refugee in the war now feels uninterrupted and happy.

But that's why I don't want to stay like this. Either way, I want to get out of here and have a better life for the three of my family.

At Azi Dahaka, Junko and the others were investigating Oannes further. Even so, what we are examining is Midori, which can be translated through Oannes and the spiritual world.

Midori was able to learn a lot more about the circumstances of Oannes.

They are bodies that can withstand decompression, so they can travel from the deep sea to shallow depths. Much of the physical function is much better than that of mankind, but life expectancy is a little shorter. Intelligence seems very much the same as mankind.

"Ask why you're in this Zongfang City, and why Fumi-chan has massively secured Oannes."

Junko makes a request.

"When I was up in the shallow waters at the wedding ceremony, they captured every family..."

Midori said in an angry face. The grief of the person who is psychosensitive came through.

"This man seems to be your son-in-law's father. The bride and groom were dubiously experimented and murdered."

Shortly after Midori said, tears overflow from the twinkling black eyes of the two Oannes at the same time.

"Can I kill the guy who's happy in history? Is he your dear friend?

True turns to Junko and asks.

"He's an interesting kid, and he's my favorite, but I don't know if he's a friend. True, you can do whatever you want, but Fumi-chan is also over-life."

Junko says, the truth makes his face flash in his head.

"I mean, it's the guy who's been modified and gone crazy."

Ferocious Next said in arms. By the way, not only is it vicious, but the guests of the tavern gather around and listen.

"Looks like a lot of people are still in the castle."

And, Midori.

"Do I help you? You can play games like that, right?

True sees Junko.

"Right. If you help me sell my favors, you might be able to help me with my research. Yeah, that's fine."

Junko agrees.

"Besides, Fumi-chan will still be up to something, and for any reason whatsoever, it's better to stay clearly hostile, it's going to go smoothly."

"I don't know. It's a way of thinking."

I hear Junko's words, and the next one laughs bitterly.

"It's time to stop. Tired."

Midori said. Keeping diving into the heads of others is tough in many ways.

"Midori, stay thankful. As a matter of policy, let's go to the castle where Shi Yuechan is."

Junko makes that decision and looks at Ferocity Next.

"These two O'Annes just want you to take care of him for a while."

"I had a feeling about that."

Junko asked me to do him a favor, and the next thing I knew, I let him shrug my shoulder wide with a smile.

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