Strongest Furuichi

The years passed our protagonist quickly reached the age of 3 years.

At that age, the other children played and cry every days, but he lazy all day long, which made his parents worried.

His parents took him to several doctors who did not diagnose any illness, which greatly reassured his parents.

As he ate his breakfast and was about to take his morning nap, his mother took him out of bed.

"What is it, Mom?" Says he.

"Takayuki today, we will go to the park for you to meet new friends." Say his mother with a smile on her face.

"I refuse." He said and went back to sleep.

"*Cry**Cry*...My child will be an asocial, rejected by everybody....."

"A pariah of society...(T¤T)>

Seeing his mother crying, he opened his eyes, then began to feel guilty.

"All right, Mom, let's go if it makes you happy." He said in a childish voice.

"Perfect, I've already prepared clothes for you." His mother's expression instantly became radiant and all his tears disappeared as by magic.

Seeing this, his expression became ugly

"I got ripped off."

His mother dressed him and they walked together to a local park.

In the park, Furuichi was dropped off by his mother in a sandbox, turning around and seeing that his mother was talking to the other mothers.

He built a pillow with sand and ignored the other children.

Life is beautiful, he thought and sleep calmly on sand.

But suddenly he received sand in his face, making him sneeze and cough.

"cough* cough*, who dared to disturb me in my sleep."

His gaze turned to a brat about 3 years old, looking him with an indifferent expression, then threw sand on his face again.

"Coughing* *coughing* it is not because you're a child that I'll take pity on you." He said with an angry expression.

Furuichi shamelessly punched the child back, but child also punched him back.

The two retreated and then an incredible exchange of blows occurred.

It was an incredible fight worthy of Mohamed Ali against Mike Tyson.

Their fists broke space, time itself was bent, fists of the immortal emperor, the 500 Phoenix YIn-Yang, the thousand fists of the angry Buddha, the ultimate Galactic technique of the Yuang cult, it was incredible.

The earth broke, the sky wept, the gods trembled.

But all this only happened in their imagination, all we could see was two brats rolling in a sandbox.

"Tatsumi!"

"Takayuki!"

Their two mothers quickly separated them and after a good spanking from their mothers they quickly calmed their fighting spirit.

"Sorry, it's my son's fault." said Tatsumi's mother.

"No, it's my son's fault." Answered Furuichi's

"The mine can't make friends, every time he goes out, he hit the other kids."

"To even get mine out of bed is a constant challenge."

"My son is a true antisocial." They said at the same time with a sigh.

Surprised, their eyes met like two predestined souls, they took hands with tears of joy in their eyes.

"We are destined."

(T♡T)>