He could see himself, but no matter how the little fox called his name, scolded him, pushed him in front of everyone, tore up his books, or smashed the windows of his house with rocks, the boy would never say a word to her again.

Talked.

"are you mad at me!"

"I'm a big monster, please take care of me!"

"Talk to me!"

From that day on, many inexplicable things always happened around that boy.

For example, the table suddenly overturned, he fell while walking, water suddenly poured on him, and the bun in his hand was knocked away by something unknown, but he remained calm as usual. When he returned home, the boy's mother happily

She held his hand and said that her son was finally normal.

Ah...is this normal?

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Chapter completed!