The Story of Demon Hunter

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“Ogah. Why am I following you for no apparent reason?”

Satoru said with a flat tone and a lazy expression on his face.

That answer left the people around dumbfounded. Normally, the young man would nod and leave timidly in the supervision of the people. But what was in front of them was not normal, deviating from the usual script.

Chiaki who got the answer from Satoru was stunned in place. Sensing the three roommates of the young man looking at him, he felt somewhat embarrassed. In the end the girl stomped her feet before leaving while snorting furiously.

Looking at Chiaki who disappeared in the distance, the three roommates of Satoru looked panicked.

“Who is he, Satoru-san?” ask Manabu.

“Are you not trying to get close to the upperclassman, buddy? Who else is that girl?” added Takeo.

“Is it okay to make Chiaki angry, Satoru-san?” ono said with an anxious expression.

Listening to the questions from his friends made Satoru's expression somewhat dark. For some reason, they were now looking at him in a strange way. It seems to think of him as a playboy who likes to mess with the hearts of girls!

‘Isn't your imagination too high? I obviously don't know them very well, let alone have that kind of relationship!’

Satoru gritted his teeth, but in the end did not explain anything. After all, explaining everything may not be trusted. So choose silence instead of wasting your breath for free.

In the end, Satoru continued walking into the room without saying anything. His actions clearly made the other three people curious.

Handsome youth, beautiful girls, high achieving students. In schools, talk about them often exists because such a prominent figure is often used as gossip material.

Is famous good? Of course it's good, but there's also a downside.

Although many people like, but people who do not like, envy, and even hate also exist. Such people would pay more attention to them. See what the popular does, and if they do a little bad stuff .. they will spread it, even give it more spicy seasoning!

Although he is no longer Satoru Fujiwara, the genius who will inherit the Fujiwara Group. Here too he began to be popular as a handsome boy from Tokyo who was smart in general subjects, the best among his peers.

‘In the end, is being ‘bias’ almost impossible to do?’

Thinking of the days in school before, Satoru closed his eyes. At the moment of opening it, his expression seemed even calmer. His gaze was rather dull, not as bright as when he had just arrived at this school.

***

Her afternoon.

Today, Satoru and his classmates will begin to study pig farming. So they went to the pigsty to see firsthand.

Pigs are quite popular livestock in this country because it is one of the main sources of protein consumed by the citizens. So, Greenfield Academy also provides lessons on the course.

The teacher who taught them was a short middle-aged man, his body not so thin or fat. Looks like people from the Meiji era. His name is Okuda.

“Sometimes pigs are used to show something dirty, stupid, or ridicule, but it's wrong.

They take mud baths to protect themselves from parasites, and also lower their body temperature in hot weather. They also have a keen sense of smell. His kiss helped their memory, and made them one of the best livestock.

They also have strong jaws. They can bite human fingers until they break easily. Therefore, you must be careful.”

Satoru himself also saw a large pig with a somewhat surprised expression. Although he did not know much information about pigs (pigs), he also still had little information about his relatives, namely wild boar (boar)

The boar itself also likes to take mud baths. In addition, the creature likes to rub its long fangs as well as its body into trees. Most importantly, they are a species that live in groups and are invasive. Alone is hard to deal with, let alone a lot. It is recommended to avoid and not create problems with them.

‘I didn't expect a stocky animal, looked weak, and looked like it was still dangerous.’

Looking at the pig in the cage, Satoru raised his eyebrows. Feeling that's a little interesting.

“See! Really funny!”

Hearing the words of the girls, Satoru and the other male students turned their heads. In a small cage, there were eight piglets. In contrast to the ugly, too fat, and somewhat unpleasant adult appearance, the piglets were indeed cute.

In fact, you could say, except for insects, almost all baby animals are cute.

“Do they not need to suckle, Okuda-sensei? Why are they put in different cages?” ask one of the students.

“It was intentional. You can see, there is a fairly tenuous guardrail between these two cages. It is made so that the piglets can still drink. In addition, the reason why they were separated was also important, to avoid being trampled to death by their mother.” Mr. Okuda explained kindly.

Hearing their conversation, Satoru nodded with a serious expression on his face. He watches over the piglets that start feeding. At that moment, his eyes narrowed.

“It seems that they grew unequal, Okuda-sensei? There are piglets that are much smaller than others.”

“It happened because of their drinking position. From birth, the piglets will fight for a place to choose a drinking position. The strongest are in the front and the weak in the back. The closer to the back of the leg, the less the milk, which is why the body is much smaller compared to other piglets.”

Hearing that, Satoru's hands clenched. The young man took a long breath. His expression seemed to be getting empty.

‘Either humans or livestock, they are the same. The strong get better. Always stamped at a certain price, considered good or bad based on quality. In the end ... aren't they (humans and livestock) the same?’

As if knowing what Satoru was thinking, Pak Okuda took the smallest piglet that finished breastfeeding.

“Usually we will let everything go according to the laws of nature. However, we also often help these little pigs by giving them extra feed. Let the smallest catch up with his brothers and sisters.

Of course, that doesn't mean we (humans) are good creatures. After all, the reason why we helped him grow his soup can reach a certain quality and can be sold at a price.

However, such things can make us feel human. Unlike most animals that do everything based on instinct, we have a sense and feeling that exceeds them.”

Listening to Mr. Okuda's words, Satoru was shocked. Looking at the little (short) middle-aged man who handed the little pig to him, the young man accepted it with a doubtful expression.

‘Using power not only to prey on, but to help those much weaker than him. Use reason for good, not stamp or value people as if they were goods.

Doing things like that ... in order to be human?’

Thinking that, Satoru's originally dull eyes slightly gained its light. He looked at the little piglet he was holding. Having a stern expression on his face, the young man then said firmly.

“Then, let me help take care of him, Sir!”

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