Some people say I'm crazy.
He probably inherited his bad brain from his alcoholic mother.
Otherwise, why would you adopt a little kid who has no parents to care for?
Or when I was a child too.
The woman looked at the mixed-race child like an insect, and kept waving her hands for me to take him away.
Don't even try to cover it up.
A few days later, the child's mother remarried.
I touched the mulatto's black hair, but he didn't cry, and he didn't seem to cry.
Just stick closer to me.
Am I in the same boat as him?
Shika Hatsuruno, are you willing to come with me?
I just made it on the spur of the moment, and there are reasons why I like cute things.
But the first stream is not a thing.
It's people.
The child peeked at me secretly with his big eyes open, and nodded heavily.
The woman only asked for money and pushed her suspected posthumous child into my hands.
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This kid has Asian ancestry, and so do I.
I have Asian ancestry, but my mother is not.
I share similar blood with this child.
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I spent some time in Rome, Italy, and a young and handsome blond man taught me self-defense. He said it was called ripples, and it could defend myself.
He likes to blow bubbles, so I often buy a box of soap and mix it into bubble water for him to play with.
His lips turned red and he couldn't go out to flirt with beautiful women for several days.
Of course, he was also laughed at vigorously by the tall man with a white beard.
He said that when things go to extremes, they must be reversed.
I just stared at the triangular patterned headband between his pale blond hair.
He said that I should learn more about ripples, so as not to use my brain less and be inferior in fighting.
He'd never said that to a woman he'd flirted with.
I don't know how my teacher managed to trust me so much that according to him he passed on to me everything my teacher's teacher taught him, in short, a lifetime of learning.
So my ripples are just as good as my teacher's.
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It's a bit far-fetched, but it doesn't matter.
I am eight years older than Hatsuruno.
Theoretically, he should call me mom no matter what. After all, there are no adopted titles like "adopted sister".
I am still a girl and I am not going to be a mother at such a young age.
Chu Liu is an observant character who has developed since he was a child. He is very good at figuring out other people's psychology.
So he called me "sister" very obediently.
But I told him that it is not good for children to always think so much and to hold too many things in their minds. It affects their development and makes them tired.
He nodded again.
Listen to it.
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He changed his name to Giorno.
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He became the boss.
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I somehow became the partner of the [enthusiastic] boss.
Maybe I liked him from the beginning.
Involving two parts, Caesar and lisalisa, take Caesar to survive.
After all, the heroine has no substitute and relies on ripples to stay alive.
Text third person
Intention: I long for the golden wind to blow away the haze