A person like him, a combination of all the cursed beliefs, was born into this world.
How had he ever come into existence?
Someone who would ever accept such a monstrous person would surely never appear in his lifetime.
—He had thought this way.
Laxus, as always, showed a pitiful, childlike crying face that was hard to believe belonged to the child of a mafia family.
To be honest, when he had heard about this peculiar person who had a Beastman as his attendant, he had been curious…
"...Yeah. I'm worry, I'll listen to you properly."
The beast transformation faded.
The fur that the boy hold seemed to like disappeared and the human form of Laxus appeared in its place.
As expected, Rocco's face looked a little sad, which made Laxus's lips soften.
Truly, this child didn't seem to harbor any prejudice when it came to Beastmen.