Magical Boy ~ English version

Chapter 86

Kotaro had passed out. When Red had climbed into the helicopter, he accidentally banged his hostage's head against it.

The captured teenager could not therefore see, hear, or even notice the passage of time. He was stunned, his mind reeling in Nanaya's calling voice. He never called him when he needed help. In fact, Nanaya didn't want to put his friends in danger, even though he was the one on the brink of death. Like when he fell into the pond. When the train failed to kill him. And all the other times.

Kotaro remembered one day, in the second year of middle school, when the teacher, for a group assignment, had to impose who would work together. Nanaya had found himself in a group with three other students, including Tokikio and Ashiki, who held their classmate responsible for Masho's death, although Kotaro was the one who pushed him.

While waiting for the break, during which the professor had advised them to start, they mumbled to each other, along with other comrades.

Kotaro wanted to prevent Nanaya from following them at the end of class, but his own group caught up with him, begging him to go with them to the city library, since their school didn't have one. He had no good reason to refuse and found himself compelled to follow them, worried.

All too often, on every occasion, their comrades had pushed Nanaya down the stairs, "accidentally" aimed at him with balls during sports, tripped him or even grabbed him things to hide them or deteriorate them. Not to mention the graffiti on his desk and his locker, his chair sometimes broken so that he would fall while sitting down, the projectiles thrown at him in the middle of class, the insults while passing in the hallway ... the whole school was after him. Just because he was Experion's son. And those who did not participate did nothing to stop the abuse.

Kotaro didn't want to linger in the library, since they already had the subject of their project, he would pick up the books on the subject without wasting time before quickly returning to school.

For his part, Nanaya had timidly approached Tokikio, Ashiki and their other comrade, Horuno Gerumi, a boy with a simple mutation giving him a tail and wings on his back.

"Hey Uchiri!" Tokikio exclaimed. "We were wondering if you had an idea for a theme for the project?"

"...me ?" The young man wondered.

"Do you see another Uchiri here? We have no ideas."

"Uh ... well ..."

"Don't come up with a plan to destroy the city," Gerumi scoffed.

The three of them laughed as Nanaya hugged his bag tightly. Right now, if he could have asked for any mutation or power, it would have been to become tiny to hide in, or be invisible.

"The bees..." he mumbled in a very small voice.

"What ?" Ashiki asked. Speak louder.

"The bees ... their way of living in a community, with a role for each of them, their means of defense, their wintering ..."

"What a boring subject!" Tokikio mocked. "Even if you're the son of Experion, throw in something more interesting!"

"The bees, seriously," Gerumi laughed, "is that all you have to find to avoid the villain's history or a talk about your father?"

"Forget it," Ashiki added without letting Nanaya speak, "we'll find a theme ourselves. The weather is fine, let's go and sit on the roof."

While Nanaya hesitated to follow them, Tokikio put two of his four hands on his shoulder and behind his back to force him to move forward.