Reincarnated As A Wolf With Cheats

The boy then shut the door and took his dad near the dining table and helped him to sit on the chair placed there.

"Sigh, dad, why did you drink in broad daylight?", he asked in a low voice as if he was scolding.

Well, it wasn't even evening, in fact, there were still two to three hours before the sun could set. Of course, the boy had probably come earlier from the school or maybe the school had a half-day.

Whatever the case may be, it was confirmed that his dad had drinks even before it was nighttime.

After leaving his dad, he went to fetch water so that he could give it to his dad, but the moment he left, his father fell on the ground.

'Dub'

It was as if something hit the ground with a loud smack.

"Huh?"

The boy was shocked by the sudden noise, of course, only he and his dad were present here so it was quite unusual. He hadn't seen his mom so the thought about her didn't cross his mind either.

He turned his head towards the direction of the sound, of course, it was towards the dining table.

Since the table was in his sight and was clearly visible from the kitchen, all he had to do was turn his head and he did that precisely and flawlessly.

"Well, I guess I heard it wrong...", was all that he said after seeing that nothing was wrong.

Everything seemed normal to him, of course, because of the chairs and the high shelf-like half-wall that was built, he failed to see his father since that blocked the end part of the table where his father fell.

He didn't bother checking if the sound was real, he just assumed that almost immediately that it was fake and was probably his imagination!

He filled water in a glass from the filter that was hanging on the wall which purified the water. He almost immediately brought that towards the table only to find his dad missing from his sight.

"Da-", and just when he was going to call him, his sight landed on his body that was lying on the ground.

"Dad!", he raised his voice and rushed towards him while still holding the glass of water, needless to say, a little bit of it spill on the ground due to his rushing.

"Dad, are you alright?", he asked.

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He had a worrisome expression on his face and was legitimately panicking right now. Of course, he blamed himself because he hadn't placed him in a proper place because of which he fell on the ground due to an irregular sense of balance after drinking.

He touched his dad and turned him towards himself.

"Sigh, there are no marks of getting hit...", of course, one could easily hurt his head or some other part while falling just from a height that was no more than a meter while being unconscious!

'What the heck?', all of sudden, he started to get chills.

The glass of water that he held slipped from his hand and all the water spilled over, well, it would be appropriate to say that his grip weakened due to which the glass of water fell.

"Dad...?"

"..."

"You must be joking right?"

The boy noticed something that left his hand and his entire body trembling, probably that was why his grip weakened.

"Come on dad..."

"Why are you doing this?", he asked his dad.

He was surprised by the fact that his dad wasn't breathing. No movement in the abdomen or the chest was seen. Of course, that was what surprised the boy.

He thought that his dad was just joking, but after seeing that there were no breathing movements even after saying that, he started to sweat profusely.

Not only that, his dad was showing no other signs as well, earlier, when he held his dad and brought him to the kitchen, he could feel his breathing, but it was getting weaker each second.

He failed to notice that though and unfortunately even before he could take any necessary steps to save his dad, his breathing had already stopped.

*gulp*

Tears ran down his eyes because of the constant negative thoughts that consumed his mind.

"Dad!", he called him again and again, but there was no response.

Of course, when he touched him again, he could feel that the body was a bit cold.

Well, some amount of warmth, in fact, a lot was left, but its temperature had indeed come down by quite a lot.

"Beverages increase the temperature of the body! But why is your temperature less than normal?", he asked. Indeed, he was no thermometer, but he was quite sensitive to changes in temperature, probably that was why he could say that his body was cold.

"Dad!", he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Why?", although he didn't want to admit it, he realized that his dad was dead.

How? Well, he checked if his heart was beating, but unfortunately, he could hear no sound.

Of course, for a moment he thought that it was only him making some mistake because o which he thought about calling an ambulance, but when he noticed that blood started oozing out of his ears and eyes with no respiration, in fact, breathing at all, he realized that he was dead.

"The heck is going on!?"

"This isn't real!"

"This can't be real!", he kept on saying that, but poor boy, what could he possibly do other than denying it?

"Mom!"

"What are you doing?"

"Can't you hear me shout and scream?", he stood up and walked towards their bedroom to tell them what had happened.

He wanted an arm to rely on, he wanted a chest that could make him feel good, he wanted a shoulder that could carry the burden which he had.

Burden? Yes, a burden, after all, he had started to blame himself for his father's death.

He wasn't stupid, he was a topper, so he could clearly tell that his father hadn't died by falling from a chair, but oh well, sometimes emotional geniuses are too much of a fool than a fickle-minded dumb person.

"Mom...", he opened the sliding Japanese-styled door only to find something much more shocking.

"M-"

"Mom...?"

The bedsheets that were laid were fully covered with red paint, well not paint, in fact, they were blood.

How did he realize? Of course, he was able to after seeing body parts fallen all over the place.

Of course, the head was also detached from the body like the arms and legs. In fact, even the eyeballs and ears were missing.

"Mom...?", he easily recognized it to be his mom. Well, the face was somewhat recognizable.

"Haha..."

"Interesting, so this is supposed to be the sauce which I ate earlier right?"

"Mom is just toying with me right?"

"Haha..."

"Hahahaha!", he started laughing like someone who had gone insane.

A small pool of blood had been formed in front of the bedsheets near the head. He jumped right over it and started to play and bathe with the blood as if it was rainwater in a pothole.

"Definitely!"

"This is definitely a dream! Hahaha!", he lost a screw maybe after seeing all the blood and the parts of the body such as intestines that were tied around the head on the hair as if it were some decoration piece.

"Haha..."

"It's so beautiful!", he kept on laughing as if he was some creep.

He kept on rolling in the pool of blood for ten minutes or longer, of course, while anticipating waking up from the dream.

But the dream seemed way too long for him so he basically stopped hoping for it.

All of a sudden a lot of cops appeared out of nowhere. They had pistols and guns in their hands which were aimed at the boy.

"Hands up!", they said in a loud voice while being cautious after seeing that he looked somewhat like a maniac.

"Arrest him immediately!", said one of them.

"Huh? Cops?", the boy was confused by seeing them in his house.

'How did they even get inside?', that was a normal question that one would ask in such a situation.

Oh well, the question was answered much quicker than expected. His sister stood in front of him while having a terrified look on her face.

She was only fifteen and had to look at the blood and deaths of her dad and mother. Of course, she thought that it was her brother who did this.

Who wouldn't think that after seeing his bizarre behavior?

"You...", that was all the boy said when he found his sister way too terrified to even look at his eyes.

Well, he was covered with blood after all.

The cops then arrested him and took him away while some remained behind to look after his sister and check the crime scenes.

"..."

To be continued...