: The first year story 051, the unknown growth

"Hahahahahaha~~~~~~!"
The students laughed immediately, and a smile appeared on Dracula's skull face. He took the students away, and while walking, he laughed secretly: "Mr. Campa, your taste is really bad enough. Not to mention, as your chairman, I will pay attention to this child and let him "College life" has become more distinctive."
People left, leaving only the scorching sun above their heads and the figure of idiots pouring water.
Day after day, the days are getting closer to the end of August. Perhaps the students and teachers who have always laughed at him have not noticed that the muscles of this child who were laughed at by them have begun to flesh out little by little. His footsteps became more steadier, and his arm holding the bucket became stronger and stronger. Originally, he used two portable buckets. But I don't know when he started using one hand. His skin was gradually tanned, showing an extremely healthy bronze color. Let alone this kind of physical change, I am afraid that even the idiot himself will not feel it. He only knew that he could not complete the task every day, and then would be electrocuted by Principal Campa once a day.
Has anyone noticed? As time passed, splashes of water began to float in the empty swimming pool. The horizontal line inside rises a little bit as the days go by. Occasionally a few students noticed this and speculated wildly, but the final conclusion they came to was that the idiot's brain finally opened up and found the valve to open the sluice to release the water. Because in their opinion, the speed of that idiot has not increased compared to a month ago, or even two months ago. It is still maintaining the speed of a barrel of fifteen seconds, constantly dumping.
And this day... August 31, ten o'clock in the evening.
Under the shining of moonlight, the sparkling water surface reflected the stars in the sky. The idiot breathed out gently and stood in front of Headmaster Campa. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and the small bread leaning in his arms also looked at Principal Campa with emerald green eyes.
Principal Campa looked at the swimming pool that had been filled with water, then turned around and looked at the child in front of him from top to bottom. Then, nodded.
"You finally finished the work I gave you. Now, accept your payment."
As if already known, Principal Campa pointed to a package placed at the entrance of the lounge. The idiot panted, glanced at Campa, walked over and opened the package carefully.
There are daily necessities such as bedding, clothes, dishes and so on. In addition, more is food.
"Woo~~Wow~~~!"
Bun stretched out his hand and held it to the sky happily. The original swaddle had been torn into rags, and was reluctantly covered on her body. And her body grew to the size of an idiot's arm, and it was time to leave the baby and put on clothes.
Principal Campa quietly looked at the child in front of him. He snorted and turned his head away: "From tomorrow, the pool will be closed. The new semester will come. Tomorrow I will reschedule your new job. Now, you will Go back and have a good rest. I will come to see you at 7 o'clock in the morning, don't sleep late."
There was no electric shock, and Principal Campa left. This is the first time in these three months that an idiot has ended work without accepting "punishment." He adjusted his breathing, holding the bread in one hand, and carrying the cloth bag in the other. Under the sky full of stars, he embarked on the road home.

"Boy, your resilience has become stronger."
Back at the dilapidated house, the idiot put the cloth bag and bread on the bed. At this time, Diamie opened his blood pupil and began to tease.
The idiot ignored it. During these three months, An Mie almost didn't speak much. Every time I speak, I just utter some incomprehensible words like "interesting, really interesting". Now he is hungry. There is no need to go out and steal tonight, so he has to do something to fill his stomach.
Bread was lying on the bed, his limbs squirming constantly. She turned over, holding the edge of the cloth bag with a small hand, and pulled the bag down. The idiot didn't care about it, he just took out a pack of matches and a box of dehydrated vegetables from the food that was poured out. Light the stove with a match, take out the washed pot, pour down the well water to boil, then pull a small piece of dehydrated vegetables and put it in.
"Boy, don't you always ignore me when I talk to you? That way I will be very boring."
The idiot kept flipping the pot with a shovel. The expressionless face always maintained the cold, frozen look, and said lightly: "You are funny and boring, it has nothing to do with me."
"Hey, how can it be okay? You do some interesting things to entertain me, but I am looking for you to be a host~~! I said, can your dead fish face change a little? Don't always hang on The face that someone owes you millions of non-payment."
The idiot fished out a little water with a shovel and tasted it. Then he found some condiments from the cloth bag, took out some salt and sprinkled it. During this process, Bread kept pouting her little butt, reaching out two hands to drill into the cloth bag, and making meaningless noises such as hum.
"Okay, okay~~~! Although I knew I had to be ready to be a topic leader when talking to you. Then, boy, let me tell you something interesting. Do you think that old man makes you continuous What is the purpose of the pool that has been down for three months?"
"He said it was to open the pool." The idiot tasted it again, "but it does not rule out the possibility of deliberately torturing me and making things difficult for me."
"Uh... he tortured you deliberately... making things difficult for you?" The blood pupil seemed to have some convulsions.
The idiot nodded: "Yes. He probably saw me very unpleasant, so he came to torture me every day to vent his anger. This is very common, and I can encounter this kind of thing every day in Seinag. But even for He vents his breath, as long as he gives me food, it’s okay."
The idiot fished out the cooked vegetables, poured them into a broken bowl, and put them on the table. Afterwards, he pulled out the small bread that had been almost completely inserted into the bag and put it aside, and took out a small bag of frozen dough from the bag again.
"Wow~~! Wow~~!"
Amidst the protests of the bread, he opened the package, took out the dough and threw it into the water.
During the whole process, Dian Mie put out a somewhat surprised look. But soon, there was a look in the blood pupil waiting for a good show.
"Hehe, deliberately torturing you, don't you? Well, it might be more interesting if you continue to think like this."
"What do you mean."
"Ah! It's meaningless! Just want you to live well, don't be tortured to death so quickly! Anyway, from tomorrow on, the old man will tell you a new job, guess what?"
The idiot turned the floating dough over, and slowly replied, "I don't know."
"Heh, as long as you can have a place to live and have food to eat, you won't refuse any job, right?" Dimie sneered, "Really an easily satisfied guy."
The idiot picked up the cooked dough and brought it to the table. After that, he took out a small can of unopened milk from the closet, unsealed it, and put it in a hot pot to heat it. When the milk was warm, he turned off the fire and announced the completion of dinner.
"It's a great meal, isn't it?"
Darkly smiled sarcastically, blood shining on a bowl of vegetables on the table and a piece of solid cooked dough: "This may be the best meal you have eaten in the past three months, right? No need to thank the gods?"
The idiot shook his head. Before eating, he needs to feed the buns. If the milk is cold, it will hurt the stomach.
Turning his head, the idiot's originally gentle dead fish face immediately turned into a frozen dead fish face. Because on the bed, the bread had already got into the cloth bag again at some point, and only two feet were fluttering outside the bag...
The idiot put the milk on the table and walked over with a frosty expression. He held the exposed feet of the little bread with one hand, and the cloth bag with the other, trying to pull her out.
A pull... the bread didn't come out. Judging from the folds of the cloth bag, she should have grabbed the bag from the inner wall.
"Haha~~! Ooh~~~!"
Inside the bag, there was a burst of cheerful laughter from the small bread. It seems to feel very comfortable being pulled by an idiot. And outside the bag, the idiot's face was plunged into a deep cold of absolute zero...
With a splash, the idiot pulled the bread out of the bag. He held the little girl upside down, staring at her with his cold eyes. At first, the bread also thought it was fun to hang upside down like this, giggling. But after she saw the idiot's frosty eyes, the laughter gradually disappeared, she shrank her body and dared not make any more trouble.
"Don't drill randomly." Seeing her quiet, the idiot put her back on the bed. He put away the cloth bag, opened it, and looked at the various odds and ends in it. Some of the things were very small, like buttons and needles such as matches. After reading it, he put the cloth bag right above the closet, returned to the front of the little bread, stretched out a finger, and said coldly: "If you are not careful, you will get hurt."
I don't know if the bread understood it or not. In short, seeing the cold and serious eyes of the idiot, the little bread shrank up and whimpered twice.
After disciplined the little girl, the idiot walked back to the table and picked up the milk. But at this moment, Dimie suddenly said, "By the way, how did that girl get into the cloth bag?"
The idiot snorted, "What else can you climb in."
"Oh? Climbed in? But in the seven months since you got this child, have you seen her ‘climb’ the last time?"
In an instant, the idiot's hand trembled! He turned his head abruptly, and saw that the bread that was lying on his back on the bed turned over at this moment, using his two little hands and knees, on the bed...getting up? !
She will crawl..................? ? ? ! ! !