Superman Termination Manual

Chapter 419: Chapter 226: The Eldest Son of the Madhouse_2

“You know, my brother was the type with a gilded exterior but rotten inside. He was utterly despicable, bullied the weak using his status as the son of a gangster, and I’ve witnessed his brutality from a young age. The family always indulged him, smoothed over the trouble he caused, and even made those who bore grudges against him disappear without a trace.

“But in fact, he treated me quite well at home. It’s more like he was the only one who ‘saw me”: he would bring me treats, accompany me in archery, horseback riding, and would come back home covered in wounds from the family’s training. Despite being exhausted, he would still sit by my side, asking what I was doing and if I missed him.

“In hindsight, after giving it some thought, I realized that perhaps my brother took on the expectations of the family for me. He faced great pressure with nowhere to vent, so in the end, he committed unforgivable acts like human trash.

“Yet even such a scumbag had always been silently caring about me, perhaps not collapsing under pressure because he didn’t want the responsibility to fall upon me.

“So my feelings are complicated, unsure whether I should hate him or love him, whether I should be sad or pleased.”

Having said this, Amemiya Sakura took a long breath and said self-mockingly: “I sound pretty contradictory, don’t I?”

Ke Mingye looked down, suddenly reminded of the words Ji Feng, a warrior, said to him before dying.

…..

On that day, amidst a downpour, Ji Feng, a warrior, sat slumped against a wall in a filthy alley, his eyes hollow, and asked him: “What… What did I do wrong, why target me?”

“Innocent people are a dime a dozen, and sooner or later, they will die; just the same, there are plenty who are worse than you, but they too will eventually die.”

“Then… why me?”

“You were just unlucky, that’s all, so you became the first.”

…..

Ke Mingye still remembered how, after dropping that line, he smashed Ji Feng, the warrior’s head with a punch. The plasma splattering from this man’s skull smeared his own face.

The scalding sensation was as vivid as if a red-hot iron had pressed against his cheek.

Understanding someone you’ve killed, comprehending how the people around him react to it, turns out to be such a painfully annoying matter…

Ke Mingye sighed and thought to himself, yet he felt no regret because it was out of necessity. He had never been on the side of justice, nor could he possibly be. Unless one day he decided to forsake his own life, what they had to do next was nothing but a brutal ugly massacre that would go down in human history, and no matter how beguiling the words they used to sugarcoat it, they couldn’t cover up this fact.

If he could console himself now: Ji Feng was a generally bad person, who committed all sorts of evil by abusing his power, and killing him was ridding the people of a menace.

But for the family of Ji Feng, it was not the case, but that was only true for his own family, so there was no need to feel guilty…

But what if someday he encountered a truly innocent person, one who lived a quiet life for decades, targeted solely for being a Superhuman, subjected to the most cruel death…

Or an infant born with an abnormal constitution, strangled in the cradle before ever seeing the world.

And if there was no way to avoid a fight, one day he would have to bare his fangs against the family of this very body he inhabited, to face them head-on.

At that time, with what words could he absolve himself of the responsibility? Could it be that they were all bad people, too?

I just want to live…

To live no matter how ugly…

You Minglu shrugged, took a light breath, and then looked at Amemiya Sakura again.

Without a doubt, although she said she didn’t know whether she should feel sad about her brother’s death, her eyes already held the answer.

Then, after a moment of silence, You Minglu spoke softly: “Senior, I can understand your feelings.” She paused, “Family is just that kind of complex thing.”

Upon hearing this, Amemiya Sakura slightly curled her lips.

“Yes, that’s how family is.” She sighed with emotion, then added: “I hope you won’t tell anyone about what I’ve just said, as it could cause great trouble with my status… But even if you did, no one would believe it anyway.”

You Minglu took a sip of Coke, and said calmly: “Of course, I won’t disclose your privacy, even a little girl who grew up picking through trash has a basic understanding of social etiquette.”

Amemiya Sakura laughed twice: “What a ‘garbage-picking girl,’ interesting. When you’re with Ash, do you speak this way too?”

“I treat everyone the same, never making special exceptions.” You Minglu said.

“That’s good, much better than those hypocritical folks.”

Having eased into the conversation, You Minglu thought it was a good time to inquire about something she wanted to know, she broke the ice: “Speaking of which, senior… there’s something I’m not sure if I should ask.”

“Go ahead, there’s no need for hesitation.”

With permission granted, You Minglu hesitated for a moment and then said: “I saw on the news that the victims in Shinjuku were the second and third sons of the Amemiya family, that is, your second and third brothers. May I ask how the eldest son of the Amemiya family… your oldest brother, is he still safe?”

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