Chapter 14/Ounnie

"Hello ! Hello !! See, Imma a kid full of potential and all that. Imma like really all that. Fat down my ass, and a flat chest. Well, I know that having a big ass and no chest is super cringey but you know, my life. And Im sure that me interrupting the flow of the story is not actually cool. But, it'll be funny later. Name's Oun..hmm..hmmm.hmmmmmm...hmmmmmmmmmmm!!!! My age doesn't matter.. So, I won't tell it. Now, lets get into serious matters. A war started. Like a real war with killing and injured. The thing is, Innocent people not concerned at all in this bitcheries got involved in it. This was something I couldn't not do a damn thing about it. Whoever started it, whoever ignited it, I will find the people responsible for this shit and bring them in front of the peoples they hurt. Imma make them beg and kneel. Imma teach those kids who is the adult here..."

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I met a girl when I became the son of the DeLaCroix. A girl my mother was aquainted with. But she never told me whom she really was. And everytime I saw her, her smile made me freak out. Her words piecing my ears and the way she looked at me, I could feel my cornea being burnt. That girl was the embodiment of trashy. Yet, she always left a feeling of envy wherever she were. Everyone could tell, even I. She was trashy but beautiful. Yeah.....she was beautiful. And the time I last saw her was when I first entered the DeLaCroix family. But she came back. The war we were fighting called on her. Apparently, we injured a few outsiders and she wanted contribution. And the way she made us do it killed us. Killed me more, to be concise. My side took a real hit. And quickly enough, I lost the war. Vecta ran away, suspicious corpses reported to me. It was pretty clear. Bell outnumbered me and I was left with no choice but to give up. I was now, Bell's thing.

To be continued.

Next time, the last chapter for this volume.

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