Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 151: Breaking the Chains of Common Sense

"...In the common sense of the country I know... it’s completely different."

Rocco muttered as he hugged Mr. Bunny tightly.

Upon hearing this, Laxus perked up his ears and looked up at him.

The emotions in his red eyes were hard to read, but despite that, Rocco, with determination, gently opened up the memories he cherished from his past life and began to speak.

"Wolves are protectors, you know. They’re really cool, the strongest animals. Red is the color of a hero... and eyes, well, everyone changes their color once they get bored."

Laxus, in a faint voice, murmured, "A country like that... really exists?"

Rocco nodded his head enthusiastically, tears welling up in his eyes as he responded, "Of course! Common sense changes depending on where you are! It changes with people! Some even say the color of a hero is pink!"

Laxus paused, seemingly taken aback.

"Some people say the strongest creatures is an elephant, and others say it’s a lion! Some say red eyes are scary, but... kids mostly think they’re cool!"

As Rocco’s passionate words filled the air, he somehow found himself crying in the midst of the chaos.

With tears streaming down his face, he hugged Laxus tightly and shouted as loudly as he could.

"Don’t think everyone’s common sense is the same as the little bit of common sense you’ve heard! At least, for me, ’red-eyed children are cursed’ doesn’t make any sense at all!"

It seemed like even Mr. Bunny in his arms was quietly crying.

While it was embarrassing to cry like this, especially in front of Laxus, who had eyes that seemed so weary and mature, Rocco knew he had to say it.

"You’re just a kid! You’ve only lived for ten years! You’ve only heard the words of those awful people with a little different common sense!"

Laxus remained silent, but Rocco wasn’t finished.

"I’ve told you, I’ve told you! You’re just not listening! You’re only hearing the words of those awful people!"

Rocco sobbed uncontrollably, his tears flowing in streams as he shouted words that didn’t even make sense to him.

However, somehow, Laxus seemed to understand.

The dark hue in his red eyes flickered, and for a brief moment, it almost seemed to shine.

"Stop looking at the nasty people and look at me properly! You idiot!"

The Del Fiore family had been a lineage that carried the blood of Beastmen for generations.

The family’s founder, the first head of the household, had been a wolf beastman.

At that time, it was still uncommon for Beastmen to be enslaved, and rather, the humans and Beastmen had formed a friendly relationship.

However, times changed.

As generations passed, the country began to openly embrace discrimination against Beastmen.

Eventually, the Del Fiore family began to hide the history of its foundation.

Now known as one of the two most powerful families in the underground world, it was unthinkable for the Del Fiore family to have any trace of the lowly Beastman blood in their lineage.

Fortunately, over the generations, the Beastman blood gradually thinned with each descendant.

Even the current patriarch, Makarov Del Fiore, had not inherited the traits of the Beastmen.

If anything, the only distinguishing feature was his remarkable dynamic vision, which was far beyond the ability of any human.

In the generations of his grandfather and great-grandfather, the exceptional abilities of Beastmen, such as extraordinary senses and physical capabilities, were still present.

However, after so many descendants, it was now a surprise that the bloodline of the Beastmen had not completely faded.

And then, amidst all this, the next heir to the family, Laxus Del Fiore, was born.

Laxus Del Fiore, to everyone’s horror, had inherited the Beastman blood in full force.

From the moment he was born, his appearance was already on the verge of transforming into that of a beast.

White wolf ears and a tail, sharp fangs that had already grown in despite being a baby...

It was enough that every human around lamented his birth.

At first, it was his mother.

Although she was his mother, she had been nothing more than a vessel prepared by his father to bear an heir.

The woman, upon seeing her child born with the form of a Beastman, went into a frenzy.

She grabbed a knife and immediately raised it toward her child, intending to kill him.

However, the blade never reached his throat.

The gunshot that rang out, fired by his father who had rushed in after hearing the commotion, killed the mother without hesitation.

For some reason, the sound of that gunshot had remained seared in his memory.

Even though the birth of a Beastman child must have been a nuisance to his father, that strange man, without hesitation, recognized him as his legitimate son, and raised him with care, but also with strictness, as his heir.

Laxus thought that perhaps it would have been better if his life had ended there, but since he had been kept alive, he decided to live out his days carelessly until the end.

He thought this way and spent his days following his father’s commands.

He pursued the education his father ordered, killed the people his father commanded, and destroyed the families his father wished.

Thus, Laxus climbed to become a strong man, almost as though he were trying to redeem the disadvantage of his red eyes.

However, no matter how much he struggled, the eyes of the outside world would always be on him.

No matter how many accomplishments he achieved, the "common sense" would never disappear.

’So this is the cursed child with the red eyes? How repulsive...’

’What is the current head of the family even thinking? That cursed child should have been killed before his sense of self even developed...’

Everywhere he went, the whispers followed.

The common sense never changed.

The fact that he was a cursed child, a Beastman with red eyes, and a wolf would never change.

It could not be overturned.