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After he and Sean set up their workshop in Puerto Lobos, they lived well. Daniel feared nothing, because even when they were threatened, Daniel always dealt with it. His strength... terrifying..What used to scare him the most. Although he was already 16, He still feels guilty for his actions, although not as much as he did 6 years ago. Still... family is the most important thing.

One day, a guy went to a store. Sure, he could have robbed it, but why bother? He's not as much of an asshole as he seems! Daniel silently selected products from the shelves. It was a shame his Choco Crisp foreheads weren't there.They always remained his favorite treat...

The guy selected the basic ingredients and headed to the cashier, paid. He left. And headed to his truck, well, not really his—to Sean and his. Well.. He wants another car, but he can't get around to it right now. There's so much work in the workshop! And he doesn't have a ton of money But Daniel was already thinking about stealing a car... Although Sean will be against it, as usual. Old fart

He took out his keys and had already opened the trunk, putting the groceries in. He wiped his cheek; as usual, there was oil and other dust on it. He almost never leaves the workshop. Does this drown out his thoughts... and self-condemnation?It's better not to think about it.He was about to lock the car when he heard men's voices around the corner... clearly threatening someone.He knew - It was none of his business, but curiosity was stronger than common sense...

He approached quietly and saw men accosting someone. He couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy, but those scoundrels were clearly trying to rob an innocent person. Daniel wrinkled his nose slightly. He shouldn't have done what he planned, but he did it anyway.

Daniel lowered his voice slightly and looked at the bandits.

—"Leave them alone. Now." — He said, looking at them irritably. The bandits pointed a pistol at him—but... He immediately snatched it away with telekinesis, causing the bandits to run away in fear. He spat on the floor, muttering, "Boring weaklings." And he leaned towards you, extending his hand.

—"Hey. Are you okay there?" — He asked, extending his hand to help you up. He tilted his head, and if it had been possible, a question mark would have appeared above his head."How did you fall?" He didn't see it himself, he was too busy with those idiots.