Beast in ... Formalities Sucks
As i fall to my certain doom, my memory turned to the beginning of this bizarre journey, where I, the pervert and idiot, had become the point of a revolution that could put an end to the normal life of this planet.
It seems strange to me, of all the people of this world to make any difference, after all, I have as a friend and let's say, future bride, an intergalactic princess, a reward killer, pursued and sought in more than dose different planets, and I, human, would make a difference, it really seems ironic.
Let me tell you the full history, in the begin, the Yuuki family was one of the most famous families among the thieves, family business was recognized throughout Japan, that being a good thing If i do say myself. Dating back to the period Yamato-jidai, in that time we are Specialized in information gathering. As time was passing, our ways of doing the work improve, new techniques coming, everything in the max, we arrived at our peak, having a book containing all that knowledge, we named it tsugyu-ryu.
Until it arrived in the hands of my great-grandfather, for him all that legacy was a shame, something that have to be buried deep, and at the height of his madness he decided to hide the book, never to be found again, since his and my grandfather's training remained pending, the training of ny father was forgotten, since he have no one to train him, that ended with the lineage of famous thieves of our family.
But let's end the chit chat, my journey really begins with a normal day of my life, normal in the routine, being thrown from one room to another by a punch strong enough to kill anyone, but as my nickname was not just a joke, the immortal beast. I ended up passing the bedroom door from the opposite side, hitting the closet door with full force, the impact was strong enough to made me lose consciousness, from the other room could hear a sorry, as if it would make any difference in my condition at that time.
Funny, when I woke up the second time, my meal was on the table and none of them were there, in short, I was late again at school, it was already becoming routine, not only for the morning incident, but also found the blonde that some nights lived in my nightmares, and afraid i try to run and like all times, failure was in my way, to my surprise she was late too, we went together not after some punchs to my face, deliver by her offcourse.
When we arrived at school we were greeted by a nervous kotegawa as always, nervous specifically with me for lack of commitment to school life and other things, not wanting that irritating subject to be prolonged I took the liberty to leave her speaking, that would be motive for headache later, but it was better after than that time. After that moment my day was normal, what was strange, no fall or loss of balance, or problems with Konjiki, or rather, nothing until lunch, when everyone gathered for eat togheter and i fall by accident on top of one of them, which does not even need to talk, i was almost thrown over the terrace sill.
My day at school passed a full speed, in a blink i was home, catching the things from the mess left in my parents room, until I found the book among the magazines and clothes, brown cover, made of some type of leather with a long black ribbon holding all the pages together, no information on the cover or side, taken by my curiosity, I separated it from everything and finished my annoying task.
In my room reading become really interasing, it began with a history lesson about some events related to the book, such why create it, what to do with knowledge and things of the genre, ending with a warning of trust and security, formalities. I took my sleep, the few I was feeling tired, for the third time that day my body was feeling heavy and the environment quiet, so it seemed that day had come to me hard, funny how everything had happened fast and that take me to some other than the conscious environment, a place where nothing bad would reach me, dreams.