"!"

"scare!"

"ah!"

Other elementary school students took a few steps back and screamed in surprise, and their schoolbags were shaking up and down.

Not to mention the legs, they trembled like a ramen noodles.

Glazed at the remaining girl, Kiyota Ru let out a wild beast, "Get out!"

A few minutes ago, he still had a pretty and fair face, but now his face was pulled into a hideous Prajna, his eyebrows were angrily and stunningly hidden in his eyes. He seemed to be able to inhale elementary school girls into his mouth with just one mouth.

Kiyota stepped forward and stood in front of all the girls.

"Did you hear me? Do you want me to repeat it?"

"Ahhhhhh!"

Shocked by Hiroki Kiyoda's momentum, several girls ran away with their legs trembling and screaming.

The girl lying in the sand pool also stood up dizzyly. Hiroki Kiyota wrapped his coat around her slap and made sure that it would not leave any traces on her face. After she stood up, she was arrogant and turned around and ran away without even looking.

But when she ran to the entrance and exit of the park, she stopped and shouted, "Hiko Kokura, wait for me!! I won't spare you."

Hiroki Kiyota decided to do the evil people to the end, pretended to run a few steps and threatened with a fierce look: "If anyone of you dares to go back and tell the parents, tell the teacher, I will sink you to Tokyo Bay!"

Seeing that Hiroki Kiyota was catching up again, the girl who made the harsh words fled in panic. After accidentally falling to the ground, she simply crawled forward with her feet.

"Yaah! He is going to kill us!"

"Let's run apart and don't let him catch up."

Hitoko Kokura was already stunned. Hiroki Kiyota made a slutty beat and threat, like a bad gangster. It was not until Kiyota pulled himself up from the ground that Hitoko came back to his senses.

"Is it okay? Does the face hurt?"

As he said that, Kiyota squatted down and reached out his hand and gently touched Himeko Kokura's swollen cheeks. Bloodshots could be seen from the rosy skin.

These lawless dog things!

He helped Hitoko Okura up from the ground, Kiyoda Hiroshi slapped the gravel on her body: "How about it, do you need to go to the clinic to take a look?"

"No, no, I'm so sorry..." Hinako Kokura's eyes were always red, as if tears would shed at any time, but the tears were just spinning in her eyes and did not really flow out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"This is not your mistake, why do you want to apologize?" Kiyota Hiroshi held Jizi's little hand and wiped the gravel and mud on her face. "And I am the apartment manager, how could I sit idly by and watch the residents be bullied by others."

Kiyota Hiro is completely nonsense. There are stories about the apartment manager taking care of his wife who stayed at home, but it is rare for those responsible for bullying the children of the residents.

Hinako Kokura lowered her head and bit her lips tightly, her face was so red that she was so blushed by the left and right sides.

"You go and wash your face and we'll go back to the apartment."

"Yeah, yeah." Kokura Himeko nodded with red eyes, moved her steps and limped towards the bathroom.

While Jizi was washing her face, Kiyota picked up the books and papers scattered on the ground and stuffed them into his schoolbag. He also took a look at it. There was no high-end pens in the mouth of those girls. When Kokura Himeko walked out of her schoolbag, she had been neatly packed.

Even though I carefully cleaned the stains on my face, the marks of being beaten cannot be erased. The crimson handprints were mixed and red like my eyes. When I looked carefully, I had a crack on my lips. As for the invisible parts of my body, it was probably even more green and purple.

Kiyota couldn't help but touch the little guy's hair with heartache. Jizi's hair was simply washed with water, but some parts were still tied together.

Although you can still see the dust on your clothes, it is much stronger than the embarrassment just now. At least it doesn't look like you've just been pressed to the ground and hammered for a while.

"Hey... this is a bullying incident. Didn't you tell the teacher in the class?" Kiyota didn't expect Himeko to tell Kokura Toshita about this.

With Toshita Okura's trash personality, he might even ask Himeko Okura to find mistakes from himself to see if he did something wrong, which caused bullying.

If you can't slap a little, how can you be bullied for no reason? Why do they only bully you and not others?!

Faced with Hiroki Kiyoshi's question, Okura Himeko kept silent. It was not until half a minute later that she suddenly raised her head and stared at Kiyota with her red eyes: "Is it necessary to be poor?"

Is it necessary to be poor?

Unexpectedly, Ji Zi would suddenly ask this question. Qingtian's hand was frozen in the air, and it seemed too early to hear this from a fifth-grade child.

Poverty is not only a mistake, but also a big mistake.

Touching Jizi's hair, Kiyota Hiroshi didn't know what to say. If there was a rich man, there would be ten or even hundreds of poor people. Poverty would always be a disease that plagues mankind.

When people are poor, even kindness is wrong.

"No, no...poor...not wrong."

After rubbing Himeko's hair, Kiyota shook his head, but didn't know what to say: "Let's go, let's go back to the apartment."

Holding Himeko Kokura's hand, Kiyota discovered for the first time that human hands could be so cold and without heat.

Along the way, Qingtian wanted to ask what happened, but this idea was that he would just slap himself out as soon as it appeared in his mind. It would be better not to do such a thing as sprinkling salt on other people's wounds.

"Thank you, Kiyota."

Standing in front of the apartment, Himeko Okura endured the pain and tried hard to bow the standard ninety-degree.

"Do you have a medicine box in your house?"

"Some..." After arriving at Hokura, the uneasiness on Himeko Okura's face faded slightly. No matter how bad this home is, it is at least a relief place for shelter from wind and rain. "I will handle it myself, and I can't bother you anymore..."

"If that's the case, um." Kiyota scratched his head. If he asked him to help Jizi apply medicine, he would be numb.

It is always bad to live in the same room with elementary school girls. He is also a 'public figure' in the apartment. "If you need it, you can knock on my door."

"Yes!" After watching Kiyota Hiro entering the room, Kokura Himeko gently opened the door and slowly moved in with her footsteps.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

"Squeak~"

Jizi slowly closed the door, and the light of the setting sun shone in through the cracks of the door, becoming weaker and weaker.

The sunlight shone from illuminating Ji Zi's entire face to half of it, and finally disappeared in the darkness with the creaking sound of the door closing, and the delicate little face also changed with the light.

I endured the strength of not crying, and my misery was quickly replaced by a cold face with expressionless expression. The setting sun shone slightly in the window on the north side.
Chapter completed!