"[Is something wrong?" Shihe asked.
Yoshino Junpei's face turned red, and he said the word "thank you" dryly as if he was embarrassed.
Shi He, who originally thought it was strange for the two to meet tonight, suddenly felt nothing at all. It was as if one of the two acted weak and the other would become stronger inexplicably.
"Actually, there's no need to thank you. I didn't do anything."
And I know you were bullied, but you see, if the bullying didn't happen in front of my eyes, I would be as indifferent as everyone else.
You should resent me.
"It's different. I know that I... Am... Cowardly, and I don't have the ability to change the status quo. I thought I would just stay in such a muddle, but, but..."
Shi He saw that his eyes were red, and tears were pouring out as if they had been released, but he was stubborn and refused to blink, so they turned into strings of expensive pearls, each one falling clearly. Shi He was fascinated by the sight and wanted to reach out to pick it up. He rubbed his fingers impatiently, but he still held back.
His words were suddenly interrupted as Tokaku reached out and covered his mouth.
He felt so wet, with so many tears, his mouth was wet, and even her palms became sticky.
The copywriting is really incompetent.
Inspired by the movie Broken Ball
It's tentatively decided to be a short story, I'll see if you like it later.
Demining: The heroine is not a little sun-like character and has psychological defects.
Concept: The best revenge is beauty, and the most beautiful bloom is counterattack.