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Leaving the restaurant after eating their fill, Javier and Shio once again began walking without a fixed location.
—Do you want to go to the aquarium?—.
—Where there are lots of fish! That one that was on TV.
—Mmm, I don't know if it's the same, but there are a lot of fish.
—Come on, daddy!—.
Urging Javier, the two took the bus.
—Ohhhh, so this is a bus… Daddy, why do they make stops? And why don't we just take the first one that arrives?—.
"That would go to another part of the city. You should check the sign for the bus you're taking before getting on. And well, there are hundreds of stops like the one we're waiting for in the city. Each bus has its own route and fixed schedule. Did you see that map with the colored lines?"
-Yeah-.
—Each color has its own route, that's how it's differentiated, now. As homework, you'll have to write down ten colors.
—Uhhhh, homework, why?—.
Mm? So you can learn to read and write much better.
-... Alright-.
Puffing out his cheeks, reluctant to the sudden task, Javier laughed at the sight of a Shio who, despite everything, looked around, finding every little thing interesting.
—Sit down, Shio, or you'll fall and it'll hurt.
-Yessss-.
[1:42 PM] [Aquarius Azumi]
—Unbelievable!!... Daddy! Daddy! Hurry up, look at all those fish.
—Don't run, you might fall, look ahead.
—Yessss, ehehe, look, look at all these fish. Daddy, the glass won't break if I touch it.
—Of course not, this glass is specially made to withstand the full weight of the water, it won't break for anything.
—Ohhhhh—.
Knock, knock
—Don't hit the glass, you'll disorient the fish.
—Okay… What's the name of this fish?—.
—That one is called a smallmouth bass, the orange one with white stripes, it's a clownfish, the one with the reddish belly; it's called a sunfish, that big one with a stuffed face, it's a manta ray; the little one that passed by, the one with a coppery orange body, it's called a thornback.
—Amazing, you know all the names of the fish.
—Ehehehe, who are you talking to? I can tell everything in this world at a glance. Stay, there's a moment there... that's it.—
—Mm? What did you do, daddy?
-Look-.
Showing him the photo she took with her cell phone, Shio, delighted, began taking various photos with different fish alongside Javier.
—How about we go see the penguins?
—Penguins! Come on, Daddy.
Without realizing it, he had already spent half the afternoon touring the entire aquarium.
—It would have been fun to see the dolphin show, but it wasn't possible today.
—Okay. We can come together another day, Daddy, and bring everyone too. Also, ehehe…—.
Hugging him with all her might and burying her face in the dolphin-shaped stuffed animal Javier had won from a win-win machine, Shio lifted the stuffed animal with a radiant smile and looked at Javier.
—Thank you, Daddy, it's the first gift you've given me; I'll cherish it for the rest of my life.
—!. If you tell me that, you'll make me cry—.
—N-no, don't cry, daddy... Yes, Shio is happy, so you shouldn't cry, daddy—.
Without saying anything, Javier wipes the tears from his eyes and wipes his nose with his handkerchief before turning to Shio, who still hasn't let go of the stuffed animal.
—Do you want to eat something sweet?
-Yeah-.
—Okay, let's go this way.
Holding hands, they both got on the bus and got off eight stops.
—Here we are. Milky World—.
—Amazing, it's big, all of it is full of candy, daddy—.
—I think so, let's go in—.
-Welcome!-.
Listening to the voice of the employee behind the cash register, Javier and Shio saw glass shelves filled with different types of candy: sour, menthol, peanut, filled, gummy, cookies, barrels, lollipops, jellies, bars, caramels, chocolates.
Color, flavor, shapes, sizes—just looking at the seemingly endless array of sweets was sickening. Shaped like pillars of sturdy crystals, there were a chocolate waterfall, a gummy swan, a hard candy rose, a cottage of kites and lollipops, and a panda made of cookies.
—...—.
Undecided, but with drool falling down the stuffed dolphin's beak, Javier approached and asked the employee.
—Two cotton candy, please—.
—What's that, daddy?—.
—They're like clouds that melt in your mouth... take a bite.
—...! That's true, it melts in your mouth, mmm...—.
Enjoying his first cotton candy, he began to devour it, almost stuffing his entire face in it.
—Also give me assorted chocolates containing peanuts, caramel, rice bars, crispy chocolate, coffee, and white chocolate. They also have banana candy.
—I have everything you asked for, for how many—.
—Give me a hundred of each, and also give me about fifty of those alcoholic chocolates.
—As a pleasure… aside—.
—Yes, those aside. Shio, Ahahaha, look how dirty you got.
—Mm?—.
With his cheeks sweetened as well as his nose and chin, Javier takes out a wet handkerchief to clean Shio's face.
-You like me-.
—So much, it's the first time I've tried something so sweet and melt-in-your-mouth good. Daddy, you can get that one over there.
He pointed to one of the reinforced glass containers, which was the swan of gummy candies of different flavors and colors.
—Great, you plan to share it with everyone at home.
—Mmmm—.
Nodding repeatedly, Javier pats his head and says to the shopkeeper.
—Give me the one who pointed at my daughter—.
—Understood, now I'll pass it to you—.
—Before you do that, give me a couple of ice creams.
Shio sat down with her double-flavored chocolate and rum raisin ice cream cone. Meanwhile, Javier held his cotton candy and Oreo and pistachio ice cream cone in one hand.
Enjoying his time eating his ice cream, Javier was drawn to a glass container perched on one of the racks behind the counter. It was a Victorian house tailored to the real thing, with its large windows, turrets, high roof, and tiled roof; it was a miniature made of caramel, with no detail overlooked, even the verdant garden where children played. Minimalist detail, the only one that could achieve such art, was a master in his field.
—Look, look, Shio—.
—What thing, daddy?—.
He responded by biting into the rum raisin ball with gusto.
—Eat slower, oh your head's going to hurt… Shio looks up at the vendor.
—Mmmm… how nice—.
-TRUE-.
—It will be sweet too—.
—I believe it—.
—But daddy, I don't like eating it, I'd feel sorry for it.
—You're right, so many details that just thinking about eating it makes me think it's sacrilege.
—Sorry for the delay, here is your order—.
Returning with several bags full of candy, Javier points to the glass container that was on display on one of the shelves.
—What is the price?—.
—...it's just for show—.
Showing a little discomfort, the employee, Javier, not understanding why the discomfort, the doorbell is heard.
—If you pay the right price, I don't see why you shouldn't sell it.
-Boss-.
A young man appeared, who looked about 23 years old, but Javier knew he was much older. He had a trimmed beard and a friendly expression that made him feel like he could talk to him.
—How much would you let me pay?—
—Wait, please! Boss, before you sell it you have to tell him—.
Still not understanding the why of it all, he looks at the two men.
—You and your fears, client. This amazing architectural level of sugar was created by a master in 1989 in Germany. He died a month later. Apparently, the owners died after the auction. The last deceased was half a year ago. I bought it while traveling through the Mediterranean. What do you say? I'm thinking of buying this cursed piece.
Laughing with a scared face, Shio hides behind Javier a little scared.
—How much?—
—Let me see... 1 million yen—.
—I buy it—.
—Just kidding... Hey, you buy it.
—Sure... Give me your account number so I can deposit it for you—.
—Oh, oh, sure—.
Stupefied, he told him the number. Putting the phone away, a message arrived on the Chief's phone.
—You really deposited it—.
—Sure, by the way you can send it to this address and there are also these sweets, ah, not yet jerk—.
—Don't worry about that, I'll personally bring your purchases to your residence.
—Okay… here's the address, don't worry about coming in, someone will pick you up at the entrance—.
—Thank you for your purchase!—. x 2
—Now we're going to the beach—.
-Beach!-.
—It's the perfect time, you'll see a beautiful sunset—.
—Shio wants to see it, let's hurry, daddy—.
Leaving, more animated than ever, pulling Javier along. The boss and the employee stared at each other.
—Plant, I mean, Boss, I had to come here, what's up with that obvious lie?—.
—Now, now, the little one wants to rebel.
—Ah!—.
Appearing behind the employee with his hands, playing with the nipples over the clothes, being able to hear up close the moans that excited him.
—(Lick), hehe, good reaction, at night we played my pet—.
—Mm, y-yes, master—.
Blushing, he leaned against the display case and said goodbye to Planta, who had taken down the Victorian candy house with one of its roots from the top of the shelf. Stopping, he turned and cast a mischievous glance at his pet Exar.
—Whoever said it was a lie, goodbye Exar, try not to wash, mua—.
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While that was happening at the Milk World candy store, Javier and Shio sat down to wait for the train to arrive.
-Moved-.
—A lot! This is Shio's first time on a train. Shio has had a lot of firsts with my daddy today.
—Ehehe, glad to hear it, let's do much more in the future—.
-Yes daddy-.
Swinging her feet in excitement, Javier looked around and in front of the other station.
-There are still many students from other schools, and many pretty schoolgirls, hehehehe-.
—Daddy—.
Standing in his seat and whispering in her ear, Javier turns around and sees Shio looking a little uncomfortable.
-...Bathroom?-.
—No, Shio saw someone, and she felt very sad. If for some reason she felt something in my chest and it wasn't pleasant, Daddy, help Shio help her—.
—Who? Is it a boy or a girl?
—Little girl and very pretty, but she looked lonely.
Directing his gaze to where Shio was looking, squinting, he saw for miles, piercing all objects. Walking alone was a girl with waist-length pink hair, her movements fluid and fragile. She wore her school uniform, which consisted of a black sailor suit, miniskirt, long-sleeved blouse, red tie, and a half-mast, the shin.
(Name: Sato Matsuzaka
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Condition: Healthy, not virgin.
Experience: footjob, doggy style, oral sex, water sex, outdoor, sixty-nine, cowgirl…
First experience: 12.
Sexual partners: 543.
Boyfriends: 433.
Sexual points: None.
Orgasms: zero.)
[Information]; Sato Matsuzaka, the protagonist of Happy Sugar Life. A twisted girl in search of love. A girl in search of her one true love.
Taken in by her aunt at a young age after the loss of Sato's parents, she taught her twisted way of love: pleasing both men and women, even if it meant being mistreated, she accepted it. Rejecting that expression of love, Sato began to seek it out at an early age.
[Mission]: Immerse yourself in the passion of love or drown in twisted madness.
[Reward]: Knew Fur Fur.
-That?!-.
—Daddy, something's wrong—.
Unable to answer, Javier was lost in an illusion.
Ahahahaha!!
Listening to the echo of a psychotic laugh, his nostrils picking up the smell of rust that clung to his skin, making the sensation uncomfortable. Javier, able to feel it in every pore of his body, his heart beating a mile a minute with fear, didn't dare look back when he felt that presence.
—...pi… pa… daddy… Daddy!!—.
—Uh, oh, is something wrong, Shio?—.
—Daddy, are you okay? They looked lost, just like Yami onee-chan when you take away her ice cream.
—S-seriously, cough!—.
Wanting to hide his voice with a cough when he heard himself speaking in a shrill voice, Javier, unable to look Shio in the eyes, decided to look at the horizon, in the opposite direction to where Sato Matsuzaka was.
Kachunk… Kachunk… Kachunk…
Hearing the rhythmic sound of the train wheels, Javier alerted Shio.
—The train, Shio take my hand and never cross the yellow line until the train has fully opened its doors—.
Showing the arrival of the train that opened its doors, about to enter, the hand holding Shio's stopped, stopping.
—Shio understands, but daddy, Shio is worried, are you okay?—.
—I'm fine, I was just lost in my thoughts—.
—Daddy… liar—.
-Because?-.
Tilting his head to one side, not understanding why Shio was saying this, Javier ducks down when he sees her making signs.
—Shio doesn't want to upset Daddy, Shio wants Daddy to smile and not make a face like he has a stomach ache…—.
Surprised by the words full of affection for how he felt, Javier took Shio's hands that were holding his cheeks, feeling the warmth in those small hands, to hug her.
—Daddy?—.
—Shio, let's enjoy the rest of the afternoon—.
-... Yes daddy!-.
{Careful, the doors are closing!}
Kachuk… kachuk… kachuk
-He went away-.
—Well, we can wait until the next one comes… In the meantime, let's eat this delicious cake, which we bought at the aquarium store.
Taking a moist sponge cake with strawberry whipped cream on top from the dimensional pocket, Javier and Shio began to enjoy themselves, eventually sharing half of the strawberry and peach cake.
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Kachuk… Kachuk… Kachuk
—Incredible! Everything happens so fast!—
Having fun on her first time on a train, the excitement continued, and since there was no one around to bother them, Javier let her climb onto the seat so she could look out the window without losing interest.
—Let's see... it's already 5:43, we'll have a view of the sunset—.
He confirmed by looking at his cell phone, to turn to see Shio with her smile that radiated happiness.
-So cute...!, it's a good thing I'm not Lolicon-.
Nodding those thoughts, Shio pats him on the shoulder, asking as the train slows down.
—Daddy, are we at the beach yet?—.
—There are still several stops left—.
—And why do we stop—.
—Just like buses, it has its stops—.
—Mmm... Even if there are no people—.
—Likewise, they will stop and continue.
Without anyone boarding the train, it moved forward with the few passengers on board who began to get off and a few getting on, until the train opened its doors again, and a student with straight, lilac hair that reached her waist entered.
"Katsura-san?"
—J-Javier… I thought you had already gone home.
Closing the doors, the train moved forward, somewhat tense due to the unexpected encounter. Shio sat down and looked at her.
—Daddy, who is the cute Onee-chan?—
—Daddy!—.
Kotonoha was surprised.
—Let me introduce you, Kotonoha Katsura-san, and this is Shio Kobe, my stepdaughter—.
—Nice to meet you, Shio-chan—.
—Mm, daddy, you know a lot of pretty girls.
Again, Kotonoha's gaze falling on Shio's comment, Javier, as if not hearing it, patted the winged seat next to Shio.
—Katsura-san, and if you'll join us—.
—I don't want to interrupt anything, that's why—.
—Onee-chan, come to Shio's side—.
Extending her hands with an angelic smile, Kotonoha instinctively sat next to Shio.
—Onee-chan, how do you know Shio's daddy?—.
—Mmh?...—.
Looking to Javier for how to explain their first meeting, Javier helped her.
—I don't know if you remember, Katsura-san, but our first time seeing each other was in the school library.
-Library?-.
He muttered, trying to remember.
—I remember now, for some reason you blushed and ran away.
—Daddy, you wanted to go to the bathroom—.
Twitching the corner of his lips, Javier touched his neck and looked away.
—I ran away because I was embarrassed.
-Shame?-.
—Yes, seeing someone so beautiful, I imagined seeing an angel, with her long, straight, lilac hair swaying as she walked, I thought a Goddess entered the library.
—¡¡!!, don't say anything else… uuuuuuuu—.
Taking her by surprise, the flirtatious words she never expected to hear, Kotonoha, barely able to murmur, covered her face with her hands, unable to prevent her red ears from being seen by Shio. Javier, also unable to look in Kotonoha's direction, stares at the wall of the basement.
"I didn't lie, I certainly thought she was a Goddess, Kotonoha. She's so pretty, she has an air of delicacy, her background is white, I want to dye her with my colors. If she had been my true wife, I would spare no resources to woo her."
-Wh-wh-what's wrong with you? Why are you saying that to me? It's the first time a guy has said that kind of thing to me... He doesn't feel uncomfortable either... he seems to be sincere in his words, he never looked at me like other guys do every time they saw me, especially...-.
—Daddy, Onee-chan, what are you playing? Shio wants to play red faces too.
Shio, who didn't understand anything, looked at the teenage couple, all red up to their ears.
—Cough! Shio looks at the sea, you can see it now—.
—The sea!!, incredible, it's huge!, daddy, daddy, look, the sea is shining—.
Bouncing on her seat, Shio didn't stop until Javier sat her down. Arriving at the station, Kotonoha was shy; they couldn't see each other's faces; she didn't stop for anyone.
—Wait Katsura-san!... I'm sorry—.
Removing the hand that grabbed Kotonoha's arm, Javier looks at her face with a serious face.
—Do you want to come with us to the beach?
Pay attention, the doors are opening!!
—Onee-chan will also come to see the sea—.
—...—.
Unable to respond or deny seeing Shio's happy face, Kotonoha takes a breath.
—I'll go, let me call home first—.
—Take your time—.
Sitting back down, Javier looks at Shio.
—Daddy, Onee-chan is getting something pink out of her bottle—.
Noticing the blue glow in Shio's irises, Javier rubbed Shio's hair.
—Listen, Shio, it's not good to spy on a person's soul, if you trust it too much, it might hurt you, just like what happened this morning.
—Shio doesn't understand, but Daddy is worried about Shio, I don't know what to do—.
—Hehehe, okay, I'll help you a little... chu—.
Kissing her forehead, a blush lit Shio's cheeks. Javier, smiling at this, ruffled her hair with his hand, liking it, and leaned back against Javier's body.
—I already called, s-sorry—.
She said, sitting next to Shio, who was leaning against Javier's chest. Stealing a few glances, Kotonoha noticed Javier's outfit, starting the conversation.
—Ja-Javier, you didn't go to school today—.
—I was with Shio today. But I'm curious why Katsura-san is out at this hour. Are you at a club?
—It's because I'm in the sewing club, that's why I got out late.
—Heh, sewing, I imagine myself sewing, sorry.
—Why are you apologizing?—.
—I just thought you had been, once again, put to do other people's jobs.
—... That's not happening, what happened the other day was because the person who was supposed to clean with me got sick, she apologized afterwards.
-Hmm-.
Noticing Kotonoha's bodily reaction, Javier realized she was lying.
-Follow the same route as the eroge-.
Shio, who had been lying on Javier's chest, fell asleep.
—Until finally the emotion subsided, since dawn it has been imperative—.
—Ehehehe, he must have had a lot of fun.
—Yes… When he sees the immense sea, he will love it so much he won't want to leave.
Following the calm conversation, the train arrived at the nearest station from the sea.
Without waking her up with Kotonoha's help, Javier charged in a piggyback ride, resting his head on her shoulder.
Walking shoulder to shoulder, without saying a single word, Kotonoha remembered what Javier had told her on the train.
—Javier, why did you tell me that?... you know—.
—Why else would it be?—.
—But I don't know you and I don't know myself either.
-I know you more than you think, Kotonoha-.
Not being able to tell him that, Javier told him.
—You're right, I don't know you, but from now on I'd like to get to know you—.
-Hey?!-.
Startled by words that hinted at something more than friendship.
—You have something to do on Sunday—.
Blushing, she lowered her head, without answering, they turned the corner, finding themselves facing the sun and an immense sea of gold.
—Shio, wake up, look at the sea—.
—Hmmm..., daddy... how nice—.
—It's really beautiful, and it will be even more beautiful when we're near the sea.
-Daddy's back is so warm, very wide, it smells so good-.
Shio curled up, staring at the sea that had no end no matter how close she got.
—Shio, take off your slippers—.
—...it's hot, ohhh—.
Sinking his small feet into the sand, waiting for him to move forward too, Javier takes off his shoes and looks at Kotonoha who remains on the stairs.
—Katsura-san, you're not coming.
—Uh… no, I'm fine here, you can have fun.
—Come on, I'm not a party pooper, no, Shio—.
—Onee-chan, come—.
Extending his hands to Kotonoha, she couldn't refuse, that's how great Shio's aura was.
—If it's only to the shore—.
Sitting on the stone steps, Kotonoha bares her feet. Javier, wanting to see and yet unable to, turns his back on her, playing with the sand on his feet.
—Onee-chan, hurry up!—.
—Wait a minute, this is it, let's go—.
—Daddy, hand—.
Holding hands, they approach the sea together. As they reach the shore where the sand is damp, a small wave approaches and floods their six pairs of feet.
—Cold! Hehehe, daddy, the water is cold.
—Try tasting a little Shio—.
—Wait no—.
—Salty!!—.
—Ahahaha—.
—Uuuu… Bad daddy, here it is!!—.
—!... Now you'll see—.
—Hya, you'll see—.
Splashing with sea water, Kotonoha slowly backs away only to end up in the sights of two children.
—J-Javier, wait for my uniform—.
—There's no school tomorrow, and besides, you should do it every once in a while, Shio.
-Yes daddy-.
—Take it!!—. x 2
—Hyaa... you'll see, take this, hehehehe—.
Playing until the sun went down, Shio slept on Javier's lap and Kotonoha was by his side with a towel from her backpack.
—Thank you for lending Shio your towel, Katsura-san.
—No need to be thankful, I had a lot of fun...—.
The conversation stalling, Javier glances at her as the train begins to slow down.
—Javier… I'm getting off here, thanks for inviting me to spend the afternoon with you.
—Mm, Katsura-san, about Sunday—.
Kotonoha blushes at the memory of that topic, and the train opens its doors.
—See you on Sunday—.
He ran away.
-Good!!-.
Pleased with the unexpected outcome, Javier, with a big smile on his face, waits until the next station to get off.
Without wiping the idiotic grin off his face, he carries Shio like a princess. Leaving the station, he turns down a dark alley and disappears.
Appearing again in front of the mansion's gate, he opens the door and is greeted by a clearly concerned Yuuna.
—Where have you been?! You know how worried I was.
—Did something happen?—.
Javier said as Yuuna took a sleeping Shio in her arms.
—Watch TV and you'll see.
—Mm—.
Still not understanding what was happening, he saw Yuuna take Shio to bathe her. Javier, intrigued by the toy in a cereal bowl, went to the living room.
—Yami, how have you been? You seem fine. Something happened.
—Filthy dog dies!!—.
Surprised by the hatred emanating from someone in the room, Javier raises his hand and stops a broomstick aimed at his head, and the one holding it was Asahi.
—Asahi, what are you doing? Don't you see how dangerous it is to play while swinging this and if you hit someone?
—The only one I want to hit is you, how dare you put Shio in such danger, are you an idiot or something?
Looking at Asahi, his face red with anger, he tried to pull the stick several times, but it was no use. He looked at Yami, who was sitting on the couch, and pointed at the television.
(Following the events of the Mashua Bank robbery, the deaths of 9 active police officers who responded have been confirmed, plus 1 bank guard. Here we have camera recordings from moments before the attackers entered.)
As a pretty presenter breaks the news, the image changes to that of the bank's cameras, which she remembers well, since it happened this morning.
Watching himself on television moments before the attackers entered, Javier backs away with Shio in his arms, and the attacker shoots the guard, killing him. The screen changes to the newscaster again.
(As the criminals witnessed, they entered and without remorse they shot. The young man with the girl in his arms who was about to leave, steps back upon seeing what happened, trying to protect the girl)
(Today, as a special guest, we have a psychologist to tell us what was going on in those people's minds. Let's not talk about the assault, but specifically the bomb that ended the lives of several officers and wounded. Mr. Abram.)
(Good evening, and thank you for inviting me to this space, straight to the point. The mind of the murderer is simple, so to speak; the brain is a complex organism. All our emotions come from there. In typical murderers or rapists, it has been scientifically proven that the gray matter in their brain is less than usual, which makes the emotions of anger much more frequent.)
(Sorry, does that mean that those with less gray matter or less development of the cerebral cortex will be murderers in the future.)
(No, and yes, this can be prevented with medication. But here we have another case, those criminals were drugged.)
(Drugged?)
(Yes, in the investigation carried out by the police, it was confirmed that they were under the influence of psychotropic substances, it has not yet been understood what they took before the assault, but this is the result.)
(Drugs, in and of themselves, are bad, leading their host to do things they wouldn't do before. But Doctor Abram, you've seen these images, right.)
(If I saw them, let me be clear about something, no matter how much of a martial artist I was, it was a good decision not to have started a fight at that moment)
(Why? If you know martial arts, why didn't you stop him before? That "Why?" can clarify your actions, Doctor Abram.)
(The conclusion is simple: in the state the criminals were in, their brains move much faster; one could say they are hypersensitive. If the young man had jumped directly at them, he would have been shot, just as one of his companions was later shot.)
(Here's another question being asked online: Were you able to beat them before? Why after?)
(This also goes along with what I said previously, in that state they would have killed everyone inside the bank, also who in their right mind would explode a bomb, the young man surely thought of that, nobody expected it in broad daylight, when the bomb exploded the noise atrophied the senses of the assailants, that was when the young man jumped to the attack)
(Thank you very much, Doctor Abram, Hero? Or Coward? Many will have their opinion...
Yami turns off the television and looks at Javier.
"Hey, how did that happen? The only reason I didn't do anything was because I didn't want to interfere. I'm a God; whether they're drugged or not, I can defeat them with my breath."
-I'm going to have a bath-.
(He goes down to eat).
Unable to reply to Yami's message, he left the room with Asahi trying to hit him on the head with the broom.