"……and……"

The woodcutter spoke again, "Brother."

"If you fail next year, wouldn't you seem ridiculous at this time?"

In that case, the young scholar can blame the black monster with confidence...

Do you think it's a black monster that delays yourself?

After all, the next year will be ruled out if the influence of the black monster is...

The young scholar also failed.

...

The woodcutter said all the good words and bad things.

He didn't believe that he couldn't let his younger brother do what he said?

...

The woman kept quiet silently.

For the first time she discovered...

The woodcutter's eloquence is actually pretty good?

really.

My younger brother is good at studying.

No matter how bad my brother is in school, he is still of some level.

...

The young scholar was silent.

But my heart is far from calm.

He clenched his fingers.

It seems like I want to crush it.

...

"younger brother."

The woodcutter did not give the young scholar too much time to think about.

"Don't think about it."

"Besides, the black monster has made a choice himself."

“It didn’t show up.”

"You just let it go."

Let go of your obsession.

Acknowledge your failure.

The woodcutter felt more and more...

The so-called black monster is something my brother made himself.

It was the thing that my brother had created to share the pressure by sharing it too much.

It is something that cannot accept your own failure and is used to vent your anger.

Where are there any black monsters?

It's all just my brother.

The woodcutter was very upset.

He never noticed that something was wrong with his younger brother...

He trusted his younger brother too much.

It was also my younger brother's performance that has always confused him.

He never thought that his younger brother would be overwhelmed by the pressure of studying.

He had to admit...

Sometimes the words of elders are unpleasant...

But it makes sense.

...

“It will appear…”

The young scholar's voice was not loud, but he showed some stubbornness.

...

woodcutter:……

He shook his head slightly.

"good."

"Then make an agreement with me."

"I'll give you one-no, three months."

The woodcutter raised three fingers, "It took more than three months, the black monster did not appear. You did not let me and your sister-in-law see the black monster..."

"Just promise us to forget the black monster."

"Just treat it as never existed."

"May I?"

...

The young scholar's mouth opened slightly.

He subconsciously resisted the specific deadline.

...

“Three months.”

The woodcutter emphasized, “Isn’t it long enough?”

He originally wanted to give his younger brother one month.

Then I thought about whether I wanted to bargain with my younger brother and give me a controversy that I could negotiate.

Just give more time.

However, there is no negotiation.

Three months, it's really long.

...

"Brother, if you don't agree..."

"We'll go to our parents' grave now."

"I tell my parents that you have lost your mind and become mentally ill by being bewitched by the black monster."

The woodcutter is threatening his younger brother.

He knew that his younger brother would never agree to do so.

......

"I don't!"

The young scholar subconsciously refuted.

The sound is loud.

Because this statement is too ridiculous.

My brother actually wants to tell his parents such a ridiculous statement!?

My brother is crazy, right?!

...

"You have."

The woodcutter looked solemn and had a serious attitude, "Anyway, you and I have different opinions."

"Let's go and ask parents to judge."

"Let them see what their youngest son is like-"

...

"elder brother!"
To be continued...