Turns Out He Is A Boy
New Life

A month has passed since the incident spread throughout my country. I became a wanted fugitive in this country. Whoever finds me and captures me will be compensated by the government.

I didn't think my life would turn out like this now. It's all because of Robin, the son of a bitch who keeps interfering with my life. If only he had never existed, my life would have been so much fun.

Ever since I ran away from school, and also chased after all the students, and teachers back then. I never came back to my house, because I knew there would be cops coming. As I suspected when I wanted to look around my house, there were police investigating my whereabouts.

There was no one to accompany me, no one beside me to carry the burden together. They have all been lost to my life, for they have all closed their hearts to me.

As per the message Robin wrote about the message on my class blackboard, it used to be corpse blood. Every day one of the students in the school was killed incessantly. Finally, the school also held an online learning system from home.

But still it does not apply to Robin, they all but killed in their own home without realizing who killed him. Robin's murder was incredible, unlike the serial murders that happened at my school.

"Babin is only one person, but he can do everything perfectly. He was a true genius, and a cunning one, but on the other hand I was quite grateful to him for killing those who had betrayed me.

This case is getting more and more discussed, they all focus this on me, and not on Robin the real killer. It's so weird that people think that way. Because of this incident, I couldn't go to visit my father's grave.

Because Dad's grave is always guarded by armed police. All of my information was unloaded to the point that nothing was missed. The police also check my house every day at different times.

From the moment I ran away from school back then, I had also changed my appearance to that of a woman. Actually this is very embarrassing for me, because my pride as a man is smeared like this. But what I can do is that this is the only surest way to fake my identity.

I live as a delinquent in the streets, almost every day I fight with other delinquents who live on the streets, and have no place to live like me now. I was fighting with them also had the goal of expanding my area as a delinquent.

I never lose every time I fight with a delinquent on the street. Because I can be all martial, this is all thanks to the books I always read first. I could practice easily just by reading, and looking at the images of martial movements that were in the book.

Now I live in an old building that is no longer in use Precisely a construction site that has not been used, and has been half-finished. My name is also well-known among all the delinquents on the streets.

They all refer to me as, "Angel of Death". They would instantly turn their faces away, and run away from me if they met me. Of course I fight with being a woman, and also while wearing women's clothes.

Because I have to keep information about myself hidden. No one should know about the real information about me. I always steal women's clothes at night for me to wear as a disguise.

For food as well I always steal, this is for my life. Then no one dared to come to the abandoned construction site that now belongs to me, and I made it my home.

It turned out to be fun living free like this, doing whatever I wanted. Free from orders from others, live as I please. Just like those who think as they please. It turned out to be very pleasant, it was fitting that they liked to live as they pleased regardless of others who suffered because of it.

For every day I also have to dress as a woman, to look like a real woman. The people I passed on the street were amazed by my beautiful, charming appearance. Even now I still feel bad, and annoyed at such a view.

But what can I do, I have to know!. Sometimes I was almost harassed by a disgusting man who was drunk. Of course I don't accept it, because I'm still normal.

I beat up the guy who harassed me until he was dying. Then there were some people who shot me as a girlfriend. Of course again I will definitely refuse it, but accept the gift that is given.

Sometimes they buy me some really good chocolate to shoot me. It tasted so good on my tongue, and it felt liquid as soon as it entered my mouth. As time went on, I started to do things differently. From now on I started to accept the men who were taking me out to eat at the restaurant.

This does not mean I like men! just be careful if you think like that, I will kill you!. It's all just my acting to get free food from the stupid men who treat me to a meal, hahaha! gladly.

My job as a food thief is also getting less and less because many of them are taking me to eat. I only accept the food they give me, not the feelings they give me. Because it was so disgusting, it felt like I wanted to vomit every time they said sweet words to me.

1 month passed again.I started recruiting the delinquents I had beaten up to become my members. They accepted my offer because they looked so scared of me. For ever among those whom I beat to death.

I've become a murderer now. I didn't feel anything after killing them, all I had was pleasure. I also beat them sadistically, like breaking their bones.

I'll make defects in the people who have been bothering me. Those are the people I have recruited into my ranks. I allowed them to live in this unused construction. There are exactly 4 floors in this unused construction.

I was on the highest floor, on the 4th floor. It was a special place for me, and nothing I allowed from them up to my floor. I sorted their strength based on the floor of this building, the higher the floor they allowed me to stay, then they got stronger.

The person downstairs is the weakling I've beaten. But of course their role was also important to me, I told them to steal the things I needed, I made them all as babu, because they were all subject to me with fear, and trauma to me.

On the third floor there were a total of 10 people in this building, and on the 2nd floor there were a total of 23 people. Then on the first floor there were a total of 19 people, so all my members were 52 now, if I were included it would also be 53. We live in groups, and we do theft in groups.