The Struggles Of An Eight Year Old

(MC POV)

Apparently the 'hell' for Tsuki wasn't over since the next scene was of us back at home in the same time frame.

The house looked relatively similar to the previous memory so it doesn't seem like much has changed since I began working with the yakuza.

From what Tsuki told me, I only managed to pay back the debt after a few years so right now I should still be working to pay that off.

"Tsuki? You said our age was five years apart, right?" I asked.

"Umm… That is correct, Aniue… I believe I'm three and Aniue is eight in this memory now…"

Huh… So three years... An eight year old kid is now involved with some yakuza as a business associate or something, I don't even know where to begin to comment.

If it wasn't for the fact that I knew the other me was experiencing another reincarnation of himself, I'd be really, really worried for his mental health.

"Onii-tama! Onii-tama! We made flower 'cwowns' today!"