The Story of Demon Hunter

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“What does all this mean Old Man?”

A teenager pushed open the office door, entering it while carrying a leaflet with a grim expression on his face.

Satoru Fujiwara, a handsome teenager with white skin, black hair, black pearl-like eyes, and sword-like eyebrows. He is usually very calm because he got a strict education early on. However, this time the teenager clearly lost his composure.

“As you can see, it's a flyer. More precisely, school flyers where you will get an education after this.”

An old man with long white hair, mustache, and beard relaxed back.

He is the grandfather of Satoru, the owner of Fujiwara Group which is one of the largest companies in Japan. Although his entire hair had turned white, but it had not lost its majesty at all. Not only does it look majestic, but it looks wise because of its age as well as its appearance.

“You must be kidding, Old Man! What's the point of me going to this place? Just wasting time!”

Satoru walked over to his grandfather and kicked the table hard. Showing flyers Greenfield Academy, the largest agricultural school in Hokkaido, even Japan.

“You must go there to clear your mind, Son.”

“My mind is clear, maybe your head is not clear because it is old!”

“Your brain is not right, son. Don't think I don't know what happened to Hiro. If it wasn't for both of his parents giving me face, you would have really ended!”

Hearing his grandfather's cry, Satoru retorted with a dissatisfied expression.

“Those people .. I've already avenged Hiro! I-“

“That's the problem!” The old man massaged his forehead with a depressed expression. “Not only don't feel guilty because your best friend was attacked, you even almost killed people! Why can't you be a normal Junior High School student!”

“AKU NORMAL! CLEAR 100% NORMAL!”

“Normal from where! The Junior High School boy forms the Gang and then begins to challenge the High School boys, each day fighting like crazy little dogs. Trying to make a big Gang while biting everywhere!”

The old man pointed to Satoru's face then exclaimed.

“Grandfather is tired of cleaning up the mess you made! Be normal, study at school, play around, feel love, and do the things normal teens do!”

Hearing his grandfather's complaint, Satoru took a chair and sat down with his legs crossed. The young man propped up his chin, waiting for the old man to finish his lecture.

Just when his grandfather's words were finished, Satoru said in a tone full of ridicule.

“You didn't even educate me in the way of ‘NORMAL’ as you said, Old Man.”

Hearing that, the grandfather frowned. Seeing his granddaughter's disrespectful, indifferent, and increasingly gangster-like appearance made him even more angry.

“I obviously gave you the best education!”

“Like having a boy swim with a herd of sharks?” Satoru tilted his head.

“I only train your mentality.”

“Bike boat through river full of crocodiles?”

“...”

“Campers deep in the woods and barely sleeps for fear of a bear appearing then being slapped to death?”

“...”

“Instead of sightseeing in the playground, go travel through the desert to almost die of dehydration?”

“...”

“Forget about replica birthday gifts of various firearms, do you think it is normal to give a grade 5 Elementary child a real katana? Even proud because it was made by famous craftsmen in particular?”

“Uhuk! Uhuk!”

The old man immediately coughed with slightly red cheeks. Realizing that there was no one else in the office, he finally felt relieved. Looking at the only most precious grandson, the old man felt somewhat regretful.

“That's why you should go there.”

“It just delays, even makes me regress! The company has nothing to do with agriculture. About making a small group, you yourself told me to gather people who can be trusted! I just did it, so there's nothing wrong with that.”

Hearing Satoru's words that were so unreasonable, the old man leaned back on his chair while closing his eyes. After taking a deep breath, he said again.

Satoru who saw his grandfather was satisfied. He got up and walked away proud. He seemed satisfied with the victory he had won.

Only, the teenager did not know that the grandfather looked at his back with narrowed eyes.

I have no idea what he was thinking.

♦♦♦

Two weeks passed quietly like a stream of water.

Satoru frowned. Listening to the noise around, the teenager opened his eyes. At that very instant, he felt somewhat dizzy and his gaze was a bit blurry.

A while later, Satoru who managed to regain his sight was suddenly stunned in place. The reason is simple ...

He suddenly woke up in such a strange place! More precisely, a bus stop in front of the airport that even he was unaware of.

“Finally you have woken up, Young Man.”

“...”

Hearing that, Satoru turned his head with a blank expression on his face.

There, appeared the figure of a middle-aged man with a tall and full of muscles. His cultivation was wheat-colored, looking very healthy to people his age. The man had a smile on his face, instead of making him look friendly, it instead made him look hideous due to his Yakuza-like looks.

“This is where?”

“Hahaha! It's funny not knowing where you're going down, son! This is obviously Sapporo airport, Hokkaido!”

“...”

Satoru opened and closed his mouth, but no sound appeared. Given what happened last night, the teenager looked dazed.

Last night he was still in Tokyo, at home and relaxed as usual. His last memory was his consciousness that suddenly began to blur when drinking juice at the end of training at night.

“Omong-by the way, my name is Genjirou, teacher of agricultural mechanization department. You can call me Mr. Genji, and I came to pick you up according to the principal's orders!”

The man took out an identification tag and gave it to the teenager in front of him.

Satoru looked dazed as he received the identification. Looking at the suitcase that Mr. Genji had brought, he did not respond at all. Really still sitting in his place with a blank expression.

‘Sending people unknowingly go on a plane and fly it to Hokkaido, isn't that illegal?’

Thinking that, Satoru instantly imagined a triumphant smile on his grandfather's face. It seemed, as long as it could be settled with money, there was absolutely no obstacle for the old man to do anything.

‘Those two bangka ..’

While feeling dizzy, Mr. Genji pulled her while laughing kindly. Since it really hasn't digested everything well, Satoru just went with her. Get in the car and start their journey.

From the airport, go to the city, pass the main road then go to a place far from the urban ... Satoru just sat down with an empty expression while hearing Mr. Genji's babble coming in from the left ear and out from the right ear.

‘Because Sakura's sending the juice, I'm really not careful. If it was an enemy, I would have been poisoned to death.’

Given ‘his defeat’ made the pretty paranoid Satoru wary. He occasionally glanced at Mr. Genji suspiciously. If the middle-aged man had such miscellaneous thoughts, the teenager would not hesitate to break some of the man's ribs with his kick!

That was how Satoru thought until they finally arrived in front of the academy gate safely.

“You get off here and go to the office building by that road. The mechanization section of the farm has opposite paths, so I can't drive you.”

That's what Mr. Genji said after taking down Satoru and his suitcase. The man immediately waved with a villain-like smile before leaving the ramaja standing in front of the gate with a dazed expression.

Looking at the slightly old gate then the lush trees everywhere, Satoru blinked. Instead of the academy, what he saw was more akin to a forest.

The forest and the view of the mountains in the distance.

Still standing in a daze with dozens or hundreds of complicated thoughts in his head, the young man had no idea that a new life he knew was waiting for him.

Truly welcoming him with wide hands without allowing him to take a step back!

>> Connect.