I, Torajiro Akechi, am eight years old.
What I hate the most in my life is that people call me a brat.
They simply don't understand that there are not many children like me who can reach full level in Yokohama with a flashlight.
From the time I was born, I was destined to be a man at the top of the port mafia, determined to kick the detective agency and punch the special agent department.
As a leader of Mafia, even though the hateful Gravity Envoy does not recognize me, I still have to shoulder my responsibilities.
Hum, even without my little brother, I can still patrol the territory alone.
One time on the way, I met a strange man with a bandage and a red-haired bearded man.
As soon as he came up, he said to me: "Isn't this Torajiro? I hugged you when I was a child."
Damn, I dare to have a random relationship with a man from the top, and use this kind of sugar-coated bullet to confuse the cadres. I just went up and kicked the bandaged man.
The result of the battle was very tragic. My power was completely useless and I was severely beaten by the weirdo.
I could only urgently return to the base to ask for help from the Hat Gravity User. Not only did he not help me, he even dared to laugh at me.
Damn it, when I grow up I'll tie you two face to face and throw you to Siberia to grow potatoes.
Just when the Hat Man framed me for causing trouble every day and was about to send me to the prison called "Elementary School", a Russian who claimed to be kind contacted me and said he could make me stronger and send me out.
Hum hum hum, wait.
The wise tiger is here.
(He calls himself a full-level kid, but he is actually a naughty kid)
[OOC warning, private warning]
Intention: A naughty kid doing great things
