"Thank you, Fujiwara-san, it's been a big help."

…

Few people can empathize and think about how Sato survived those days.

People are really adaptable, and being bullied is something that you can gradually get used to and accept. He comes to school early every day and wipes off the graffiti on his desk first. He never leaves anything on his desk, otherwise

The next day I had to go to the girls' restroom when no one was around to look for indoor shoes. They were wet every time and very uncomfortable on my feet, but I gradually got used to them after wearing them a few times.

The experiences that lasted for more than half a year were like thick and complicated cotton wool, stuffed into his head bit by bit. When he came back to his senses, he no longer thought about it. Why didn't you resist? Why didn't you tell the adults? Why did you bully me?

Huh? Something like that.

Continuous bullying makes people feel like they are in a low-temperature freezer, with blood flow rate, heart rate, and even cell activity gradually slowing down. It feels like all efforts are meaningless, and all that is left is the residue of passive endurance.

Therefore, Wu Geng's behavior is like a small fire in the cold night, carrying all the emotions that Sato can put in his small world that has been infinitely shrunk due to his emotions.

The grueling school time has become something to look forward to because of the fifth watch, even if you just watch it from a distance.

With someone to pin his thoughts on, the bullying of others became a test of his sincerity in the world, just like the ever-advancing brave adventure game. Before marrying the princess and saving the country, his endurance in the long pain was

It is dormancy that accumulates strength. When pain is given meaning, mental or physical torture becomes necessary, and pain is no longer pure.

Every day like that, he can feel that he is getting a little stronger. It may be an illusion, but he really feels that he can do anything for Wu Gen.

until--

"Thank you, Fujiwara-san, it's been a big help."

…

……Why.

"...Why do I have to be treated like this?"

"ah?"

The leading boy pushed him against the tree trunk.

"Sato, it's all because you didn't clean the desk before you arrived at school. Seeing the graffiti on it, the teacher got very angry at the class meeting. It's all your fault. You still have this attitude now."

"Do you have a sense of community? Everyone was punished because of you!"

"Admit your mistake to me!"

"That's right!"

Several boys surrounded Sato with smiles and pushed him around.

It's the lunch break now, and there are very few people staying here in the woods behind the teaching building. A few of them are not afraid of being seen by the teacher.

"Hello--"

Ayoshichi walked out from the shade of the tree with a gloomy face, "Can you please be quiet? You are disturbing my reading."

When several boys saw Ayoshiki, they still remembered the experience of being chased and beaten by her with a chair, and they all flinched.

"Don't, don't be afraid," one of the boys said, "She is just a girl, and she has no weapons in her hands. There is no need for us to hide from her!"

The boys looked at each other one after another. The advantage in numbers made them more and more courageous. They stared at each other with their necks raised, unwilling to back down.

"You are the one, get out of here, you violent woman!"

"We are not afraid of you at all! Ugly girl! Four eyes!"

"That's right, get out of here! This is our territory!"

Ayushoku looked at them deeply, patted the dust on his skirt, and left without saying a word.

"I...we won?" The boy couldn't believe it.

"You win... right?"

"Anushik was scared away by me!"

"Let me just say," a boy said, puffing up his chest, "He has nothing to be afraid of——!"

While they were bragging about each other's weak self-esteem, Sato suddenly knocked down a boy. His move left people unprepared, and the two fell heavily to the ground.

"Why am I the only one who has to be treated like this! Why do you only bully me!"

Sato was riding on top of the boy, shouting that his fists were more like hitting him one at a time than hitting him. The boy hurriedly raised his hands in front of his face to block him, but he was hit several times by the hammer.

After the companion around him panicked, he quickly moved him away from him on the left and right.

Sato was very emotional. The injustice, resentment and unwillingness he suffered in the class were like igniting a fuse and bursting out in one breath. Even though he was forced back by the two people, he still fluttered his hands with a ferocious expression, "Ah! Ah!

!" shouted. Several boys were actually scared at this time.

"Calm down!"

"If you keep doing this, the teacher will be here!"

"Cover his mouth!"

"No! He, he bites!"

Just when they didn't know how to end it, the sound of footsteps behind them made several people present panic. A boy subconsciously let go of Sato's hand, and was immediately thrown to the ground and beaten.

"The teacher is here!?"

But before the boy could turn around, the impact on his waist and abdomen caused him to fall to the other side, arching his body and rolling on the ground in pain.

Ayushoku carried the baseball bat that came from the sports equipment room, pushed the slightly sliding frame of the glasses, and looked at them coldly.

"Catfish, catfish food!"

On the field, one was knocked down by Ayu, one resisted under Sato, and the remaining one's legs were trembling. Even when the elementary school students fought, they mostly pushed with their hands. The more excited ones, like Sato, didn't use a baseball bat.

A weapon.

What's more, Ayoshiki had a reputation for being vicious. Now she was carrying a weapon, and she had the aura of one man being able to control all others. Coupled with her cold-blooded temperament, which killed people without blinking an eye, the only boy still standing on the field was immediately frightened.

He ran away from her crying and crawling on the ground.

Ayushoku looked at the two boys fighting each other, swung the bat and wanted to hit them again.

Sato was completely immersed in the moment of emotional outburst, and his mind went blank.

"Don't you like to bully people? Hit me! Hit me! Why are you scared now!"

With red eyes, he was merciless to the boy beneath him who often bullied him, even if the boy begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

Sato was suddenly hit hard on the back. He lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. Seeing that the other party was about to hit him a second time, he hurriedly raised his hand to block it. As a result, his forearm suffered severe pain. He screamed in pain, and the people under him were frightened.

Run away quickly.

Ayoshiki glanced around, and the boy she hit in the first place was nowhere to be seen.

"Aren't you in the same group?" she asked Sato, who was crying with his arms folded.

Sato's head hit the ground, and his forearm was visibly red and swollen. It took him a while to get over the severe pain.

"Aren't you guys in the same group?" Ayushiki threw away the bat, squatted down and asked again, "I'm sorry, it seems I hit the wrong ball."

"...You too, and so do those guys...Why are they all targeting me!"

"……ha?"

"Did I do something wrong? Why are you targeting me!" Sato raised his head, the cold sweat and tears mixed with the pain, and he yelled, "You know it! Wu Geng doesn't remember me at all! Why don't you tell me?

!Why don’t you say it!”

Ayoshiki looked at him, "What are you talking about?" She was very sure that she didn't hit the other person's head.

"Do you find it funny? Are you that happy to see my jokes? You and Wu Geng secretly laugh at me like those guys! One or two of them are like this! Why not you! You guys should be more responsible

It’s only right to experience this feeling!”

Why……

Why don't you remember my name...

Aren't we companions? Aren't we on the same side? Even you don't agree with what I say, I...

"I remember you." Ayushiki put the bat aside, "You were the one who helped Wu Geng find his schoolbag before."

Ayoshiki looked at his swollen forearm and felt somewhat embarrassed. After all, he had hit the wrong person.

"Can you still move? Let's go see the health teacher first." She paused, "Fujiwara-kun."

"..."

——

A few days later, Sato's parents came to the school to help him go through the transfer procedures. Ayoshiki was not held accountable, maybe Sato did not tell others about the origin of his injury.

And because they were afraid of being held accountable, the boys who were beaten did not tell the teacher what happened in the grove.

This incident seemed to have just passed.
Chapter completed!