Previously
"DAMNN ITT!!!!!! I HATE THIS, OSAKI!!!!!!!"
After hearing this, my eyes widened as I was in a little shock.
I started to remember where I heard the line he had said before.
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Continuation | Flashback
I was sent to juvenile after I recovered from the hit which I got on my head. The wound had left a scar on my face which was covered nicely by my black hair.
Anyways, I was sent to juvenile where a lot of people around my age were there. Life was quite hard there. There would be fights between the prisoners there but it never got to the point where someone died.
My plan currently was to make some friends here with great connection and then get involved in some great shits.
I took my sweet time to understand how this place worked and who were the people here with great connections.
I started to make conversations with the big shots. After making them my friends, I wanted some alone time so I walked around to find a nice place to rest under the sky.
*Kheeuk*
I heard a sound like someone spitting out blood or something. At this point, I pretty much knew the sounds which you hear when someone fights.
I looked to my right, to see a rather well-built but a little scrawny person fighting with three other person.
The three people had ganged up on him it was pretty predictable who would win in that fight.

The person fighting the three other people had black hair, a little longer than me and a scar on his face that extended from his top right side of forehead to his left ear. His both eyes were of different colors, left one was white and the right one was red.
He was fighting them with all of his strength but they had the advantage of numbers. If it was a one on one fight, I could guess that the scarred person would probably have won.
One of the three persons punched him on the face as the scarred person fell to the ground, not standing up.
"You little piece of shit! If you look at us with that weird face of yours again, we will kill your little ass!" The person who looked like the leader told to the scarred kid.
The scarred person was all bruised with blood coming out from his nose.
They walked away from him not looking at him once.
"DAMN ITTT!!!!!! I HATE THIS!!!!!" As the three people went away, he shouted with all of his voice.
The scarred person looked at the sky with an emotionless face. His eyes were filled with anger but his face didn't show it.
This person had piqued my interest so I decided to follow him a little.
After a few minutes, he stood up and walked to a side of the ground. I followed him and I saw that he was making something with the sand.
Huh? Why is he playing with the sand? Is he a kid?
I had some questions in my mind so I walked up to him.
Walking closer to him, I got a closer look at what he was making with the sand.

It was a stick standing up with the support of the sand in which it's half part was buried. It looked like a cross or rather a grave.
"You've got a nice scar there?" I said starting a conversation.

He glanced at me as I continued speaking.
"What are you making?" I asked.
"..." He didn't say anything for some seconds and then he continued.
"Leave me alone. You'll get beaten too if you talk to me." He said as he continued putting more sand onto that.
I walked a little closer to the grave like thing, he was making and stepped on it. The stick broke in two.
"What are you doing!?" He said as he was trying to put the stick again on the ground.
I picked him up by his collar and brought him a little closer to me.
"Forget about people who are dead. They are not here to protect you and you aren't worth anything. That's why no one will protect you." I said as I removed my hands from his collar. Tears were coming out from his eyes as he looked at the ground.
He was pretty much of a crybaby for his age.
"From today, you will be my servant and I'll be the king." I said as I put my hands on his cheek and smiled in a friendly manner.
He was looking straight at my eyes, tears falling from his cheek but he never cried.
"Keep on living as my servant."
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Present
"Ka-Kakucho! Is that you!?" I said surprised as I looked at him.
"Took you long enough to remember." He said as he stood up. I couldn't even see a single bruise on his face even after I hit him with that punch.
"How could I even remember you when you have changed so much!! I mean your whole look has change!!" I said referring to his look which didn't look anything as his previous self.
"Yes, my body was recreated when I had died while following your last goal before dying." He said.
"How did you die? I had made sure to give you the easiest task there was to my plan." I said.
"You had told me to make a distraction outside the building by killing someone while you killed the people inside along with the detective's sister by the help of the cylinder. But, as I stabbed someone outside the building and ran away, I was hit by a truck and came in this world."
"Pretty careless of you~" I said making fun of him.
"I followed your plan." He said trying to tell that it was my fault for his death.
"Huh!!! It's your fault that you got hit by a truck!!" I said a little angry at him.
I soon regained my composure and then asked him a question.
"Anyways, how were you able to find me in this world and how did you know that I was in this world?" I asked him as his look changed to a little serious one.
"You have a system, right?" He asked.
"What? How did you know?" I asked.
There was nothing to hide about the system from Kakucho as I trusted him more than anyone.
"Because I have a system too."
He said as a small time of silence descended on us. I tried to make head and tails of what he told me but I was top surprised and asked in a surprise voice.
"What!!!???"
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A/N- Sorry, but I don't know much about juvenile. Also, my exams are going on so there will be no update till 18 August