I will describe this matter as briefly as possible.
I am a former Port Mafia cadre. When I was young, I was too high-profile to make trouble in Yokohama and was taught by various forces to be a good person. I was forced to join Port Mafia and become a worker.
My boss was so inhumane that I died suddenly while working overtime.
——The incredible thing is that I was reborn.
In this life, I have both parents and a lovely younger brother. I am simply a winner in life.
But maybe I owed too much debt when I was a cadre in my previous life. Not long after these comfortable days, I was stabbed in the back by my brother. He immediately completed three consecutive victories and ran away from home.
I:……?
So my life has restarted again, and I really want to know what kind of ecstasy soup that Lese High School poured into my brother...
... I think the white-haired man who wears small sunglasses all day long and looks as big as a middle schooler in the Central Plains is very suspicious. A high school student must have a high school student. How is it appropriate to look like this?
In order to prevent that "Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic" from leading my brother into trouble, I kicked him decisively... And took the initiative to knock on the door to become a disciple——
What? Doesn't this Lese High School accept ordinary people like me?
Are you looking down on the former top cadre, you bastard? !
Give me a proper apology to my supernatural powers!
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◎CP is not yet determined, there may be no CP
◎The protagonist's brain is as abnormal and unpleasant as the author's.
◎Ooc and personal devices are flying all over the sky, and the writing outline elopes to the moon.
◎The third person of the text
◎It's just a mediocre cool article—don't go into too much detail.
Purpose: Good brothers speak directly when they have something to say
