Chapter 7 Waste Paper Basketball Game

"dad?"

"Are you worried? John."

At the farm, after dinner, Peter and Azu played a paper basketball game.

The two compete to see who can throw the balled up waste paper into the wastebasket first.

This is naturally not difficult for Peter, who has gradually become a super human.

But in order to prevent the game from losing its fun, he did not throw the paper ball accurately into the basket, but deliberately missed it.

"At one point, Clark and I had a falling out."

Azu threw the paper ball into the trash can dejectedly.

With a "click" sound, the paper ball fell into it accurately, but because he used a little too much force, it was quickly ejected.

This made him feel even worse.

In the past, when he and his father played this kind of game, he could always control the intensity accurately.

He knew that he was a bit strong, so he had been learning to control his power with the help of his father.

"Fighting? Why are you quarreling?"

Peter crumpled the scrap newspaper into a ball, then turned to face Shota Azu.

Azu said with some guilt: "I said something a little too much."

"So you think you hurt him? Right?"

"A little bit."

Peter threw it forward casually, and with a "pop" sound, the paper ball was thrown into the trash can.

He clapped his hands and said, "It seems I have better luck tonight. I made the first three shots."

He knew why Azu and Clark quarreled.

Clark kind of likes to stick to him and likes to share anything with him.

This time he also acted as a little snitch and told him about Azu's use of laser eyes to almost cut the car in half.

He was not surprised that Azu would do such a thing.

After all, this kid likes to use laser eyes to cause trouble. In his previous life, he used laser eyes to shoot "chickens". When he was a child, he also used laser eyes to cut a gunman in half.

And he found that there were some problems with Azu's character.

Although it is not as bad as in his previous life, it is not as stable as Clark.

For example, Azu in his previous life lacked love, longed for recognition, and cared a lot about what others thought of him.

Now he also has such signs, he is sensitive and longs for care.

For example, when he paid a little attention to Clark, he immediately felt like he was abandoned.

In his previous life, Azu had a moody personality and would shoot people in the head at every turn, but in the blink of an eye he would be smiling and calm.

Now this kid also has such a character.

One moment he was laughing and playing games, and the next moment he pushed down a child who whispered bad things about him and beat him violently.

Now, it's not just a matter of character, it's even about killing someone.

He was also prepared to kill the man with the eagle hook who threatened him, but he didn't want it to be this way.

After all, this method is not only unsafe, but also easy to detect.

However, he still held a positive attitude towards Azu's idea of ​​protecting himself.

Many thoughts went through his mind in an instant. Peter coughed and said to the depressed Azu: "Since you think you have hurt Clark and are aware of this mistake, it proves that you do not want this friendship to end. Is it right?"

Azu blinked, "Yes."

"So what do you think is the best way to handle this?"

"I-should apologize to Clara?"

"correct."

"But."

Azu hesitated and said: "But will this happen?"

He wanted to think that it would appear that he was wrong and he would not be able to hold his head high.

He cares a lot about what others think of him.

Peter touched Azu's blond hair. He knew what the other person wanted to say, "No, it will only make you appear more mature than Clark."

Azu's eyes immediately lit up, "Dad, do you really think I'm more mature than Clark?"

"certainly."

Azu's depressed mood immediately improved.

"Except for the apology thing."

Peter asked him, "Do you have anything else you want to tell me? John."

Azu hesitated, "No, no."

"real?"

Staring at Peter's sharp eyes, he immediately felt guilty.

"I thought... I might have done something wrong."

Although he wanted to hide it, he still gave in under Peter's intense gaze.

Peter not only gently educates him, but also occasionally punishes him.

Punishments such as not being allowed to watch TV for one day and eating vegetarian food for three days.

Although it is not a physical punishment, it is more terrible than that.

Azu would rather take a beating himself. Anyway, he has thick skin and thick flesh, so it won't hurt no matter how hard he is beaten.

So he carefully told the story about how his laser eyes caused the hook-nosed man to get into a car accident.

"Did I do something wrong? Dad, Clark said I did something wrong."

Azu asked Peter in confusion.

"No, it shouldn't be evaluated as right or wrong."

Peter said to him, "You hurt him because he was trying to hurt us, right?"

"Yes."

Azu nodded repeatedly, "He wants to hurt dad."

"Yes, so they should be punished, but not in this way."

Peter tried to teach Azu about methods.

"On the one hand, not everyone in that car will be punished with death. On the other hand, it can be easily discovered by others."

Peter said to him: "Until you have enough power, Azu, you must not reveal your ability."

"I know, Dad."

Azu nodded in understanding.

"Very well, go and rest."

"Good night, Dad."

After saying good night to Peter, Azu prepared to go upstairs to rest.

"Don't forget your milk, drink it before going to bed."

Peter reminded him.

"Okay, Dad."

Azu ran upstairs.

Perhaps drinking milk is engraved in Azu's genes.

Now Azu, who grew up on the farm, also has a honey-juiced obsession with milk.

Even without Peter's reminder, he would drink it all in one breath.

After Azu went upstairs, Peter sat down and took out the letters in the mailbox during the day.

All of them were some Christian Baptist Church leaflets and bank financial advertisements.

After a rough browse, he pulled out a funeral obituary letter from it.

"Louis Wilson?"

Looking at the name of the sender, Peter frowned slightly.

This seems to be the cousin of the original body?

After the soul passed through the original body, he rarely contacted distant relatives, and the memory of these people was a little vague.

After opening the obituary letter, he found that this cousin also lived in Smallwell.

The cousin's youngest son died in a car accident. The funeral will be held the day after tomorrow. The other party hopes that he can come to attend.

Attend the funeral?

Peter put the letter down and looked out at the night.