Chapter 35

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"It's okay....... I'm here......"













The Miya household.

Known for their powerful connection with the political Government.

Everything about them was something you'd see or hear in any fictional movies or stories.

A family born with a silver spoon in their mouths.

Everything about them was nothing but flawless.

A family that is powerful enough to be invited to any confidential parties or meetings.

The people who knew about them envied their status.

It must be so lucky to be born in that family.

They said.

What they didn't know is that.

Not everything you see in the screen is always what you see behind the scene.

A family wearing synthetic masks.

Covering all their flaws from the crowd.

Atsumu Miya and Osamu Miya.

Born from this family.

The heir to be in the future.

But was there actually a future for them?

"Why can't we be just a normal human being or a family....."

The Child Osamu says to his twin.

They were still kids back then.

A lot of people wanted to befriend the two.

But the twins know their motives.

Being close to a powerful family like theirs is already a great idea to get more money or information.

The twins were just like a puppet with strings.

Being manipulated by their own family.

They can't do anything.

They were just kids back then.

"Let's seek freedom brother....."

The child Atsumu says to his twin brother.

The twins has always envied the children who are living in the streets.

They may not have enough money or food.

At least they're still smiling.

A smile that is genuine and not for the media.

Yes.

They have always envied those children.

But they noticed something.

"Why are some of their smiles are strained when they see us....."

Osamu asked.

"You're just imagining things Osamu..."

His Mother answered not looking at her own child.

Osamu and Atsumu just ignored it.

Until they witnessed why.

It was just an accident.

Yes.

An accident.

They didn't mean to see it.

What the people in the government did to those children.

Cries can be heard echoing through the halls.

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