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3. Running From Mistakes

...Chapters 3...

...—Running From Error—...

...(.( Hiro Sato's)...

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I looked back to face that person, then intended to explain the complicated situation that made it almost difficult for me to think.

“Ma–maaf, but I—“ My voice stopped after seeing the look of the woman.

He was wearing a hat with a bronze star in the middle. The dark blue uniform contained a strange ring of badges that stuck and glittered here and there, and my guess grew stronger after seeing a shiny black wand hanging on his waist belt.

“You'll have a problem right now. So ...” That woman—seems like a cop—makes me shudder.

To that end, I tried to think hard about what escape an actor used to do in action movies.

I took my breath out loud, then shouted, “No!” It's crazy, but I took my eyes off of her, and ran with everything I had.

“Hey, wait a minute—stop!” The policeman loudly yelled at me.

It seems that if you look around, he is only on duty for traffic purposes. However, after all, that person has the right to arrest me, or maybe not. The pole looked completely unharmed, and I shouldn't need to be this sweet, right?

“Running, yes? But, where to?” My breathing started to get irregular; I kept running and stared straight ahead, not caring about him.

Up ahead there were many people walking past me, but I recklessly bumped into them all without hesitation. Those sickening voices began to ring out, echoing like an impromptu concert festival.

“Hai sia*lan, use your eyes!”

“You dropped my bread! I've been waiting in line for a long time, you know?”

“If can't see don't run, stupid boy*ol!” The last scream of a high school girl was enough to let me know.

The city is too hard to live in.

My escape didn't stop on the sidewalk. Until now, it seemed like those police auras had disappeared.it was just my premonition. However, I was about to ascertain the situation by looking over.

"...!" My gaze suddenly widened. “Si–sial, I was wrong.”

The black stick; he still ran after me.

In addition, I could see strange movements in his hands—a protophone—that seemed to be used to call for reinforcements.

“Dia—ah, it will get worse, nih!” I cried with breath.

It means clear. I just applied for a job as a fugitive in this town.

The whistle whistles from behind, eliciting a loud echo that bends my ears. This time, he must have asked me to stop. However, I won't give myself up for being a silly case, and I'll make sure it doesn't come true.

"I have to get away as fast as I can!" After a while wandering in many cities, finally my sweat spilled back profusely. It's much more exhausting than waiting for a reality that never comes.

Previously in one of the other cities I had visited, I was arrested by the police unit with a case of kicking a plant in front of a grandfather's house. The old man just kept glorifying my money, and when I returned the favor with a pot kick, the police were unknowingly right behind me. Of course after the old geezer played with his playing victim mode, I was similarly unable to fight back. But fortunately, the police there just gave me a briefing not to do that again.

But I don't think the same thing happened again.

The lights turned red. I crossed the road and did not notice the heavy traffic flow of vehicles. Now I cover my ears with my palm, preparing to ignore all the honking honking that resounded.

"Huff, huff, huff, I'm so tired. This pressure!" myrag.

At this time my footsteps again ran on a different and quiet sidewalk. I sped up my escape to avoid her pursuit.

He didn't know when to give up, I thought.

At the same time, in front of the end of the sidewalk that will turn, there are a number of ornamental plants that stand on the side of the road, various variants, and very striking.

It's just, that's not the main problem. Will but—

"Hehe, where are you going, son?" exclaimed a large-bodied man.This man was wearing the same uniform as the woman. It got even worse when he came out and shocked me from behind the ornamental plant, accompanied by his grinning smile.

"Ah—Hiro, how is this? It can't be turned." I rubbed the sweat on my forehead with my arm.

So loud, they all fell down.

All of the impromptu mature escape strategies I had prepared well were gone. However, when I went back to thinking about the solution deeply, something strange happened.

Eh? The temperature? Why does the air feel different? I wonder in my heart.

All of that happened when I was talking to a girl who was sitting on a street bench.

Can't be wrong. The sun must still be shining up there. The heat has almost burned my skin since. However, the air currents that were so cold from him felt very real, and our distance was even only about half a meter, even less.

"That girl? This is all because of it?" muttered.

I threw away all that anxiety, not caring about what was blocking ahead. Right now, my gaze was completely distracted by him.

The girl was pensive, as if despairing of the vile life this world presented. In addition, he also wore a jacket with a hood that covered his face.

It's kidding, right? The temperature was really cold when he was nearby, and the heat came back when I was away from the girl.

A row of questions ran into my head, but none of them were answered. It's a logic I can't compare to the applied sciences that are widespread in the oceans of this world.

It's just, not long from him, I—

Brak!

Not looking ahead, I bumped into the big cop to make me fall. In the end I fell face down on the sidewalk which was pungent, hot, and full of the smell of shoe steps.

I maintained my consciousness as strongly as possible because the girl then looked at me.

Just as he was about to stand up and get close, my consciousness could do nothing more.

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I seem to have fainted for a long time.

There was the sound of an approaching crowd; toast proudly. The trumpet sounded as if a great celebration was taking place. If it should be summed up with words, I don't know where I am this time.

"Where am I?"

Darkness was everywhere, and my eyes were closed.

"Finally you're aware too, son." That voice, she must be the policewoman who was chasing me.

Right, right!

Not wrong anymore.

The only thing on my face is regret. "Am I going to be interrogated?"

“Ke–why think so?”

“Because I'm at the police station, right?” askaku, while leaning body. “Please let me go; I am sorry for hitting that pole.”

"Huh?" The woman seemed to be amazed by my statement.

"Eh?"

"The bottom line .. Did you run because of that?" I could hear his evil laughter. My heart is currently jumping up and down in fear.

I'm trying to align the situation. “Not, I'm just—“

“Take it easy, Son. It's not as bad as you think.” The woman lowered her voice. “I or the man you hit was not a real cop.”

"Eh ...!" I gaped, lamenting my regret after running away like a madman in the middle of the crowded city lane.

“Then, then, why are you chasing me? I'm sure the pole wasn't broken, and it's not my fault!”

“Heh? Precisely it. We just wanted to help you.” This time it was the big guy who asked me to talk. His voice is quite heavy. "In addition, I feel guilty for making you hit me. Yeah, even though it wasn't entirely my fault, anyway."

One thing I want to say is, “But, can you please remove this blindfold? I want ...” my door.

“Good.” The woman's laughter faded.

I can feel it. Right now he is standing and walking behind me. His hands were busy removing the blindfold.

"Ah, this ...."  When the light of the lamp greeted brightly, gradually I could see many things.

Around me, people in the same uniform were chatting with each other in their places. A long bar table containing glasses of alcohol scattered around the room is quite large, and a lot of tissue scattered under the floor of the dirty wood.

This place looks like an unkempt bar.

I tried to ignore the situation and tried to ask the woman again.

“How long have I fainted?”

The woman seemed to be very young, probably around twenty years old. Red lipstick had soaked her soft lips, and her hair was tied to braids.

The big man wrapped his hand around my shoulder and said, “Maybe, six or seven hours. Isn't that right, Aina?” he said, smiling widely.

“True. But other than that, you should also thank.” The woman named Aina said in a lazy tone, then she yawned.

“For what?” many protests.

He then grinned, very wide, making me almost want to run away from this place as soon as possible.

“We could have left you there. But this tough guy won't let it. Yes, he is kind, sih.” Aina then hit the big one's head without hesitation.

“Hey, Aina, it hurts, you.” Infuriated, the big one took his hand off my shoulder.

“Well, now you have to help us; if you want to get out of here.” From the look in Kak Aina's eyes, she seemed to have bad intentions.

I hope this will be okay. However, my face began to reap anxiety.

“I ... What to do?” Although he said it cheerfully, but this makes me—

“Use this.” The big man was wide-eyed, holding out an apron and a pair of plastic gloves on top of my hand.

“Huh?” A look of wonder began to fill me.

“Yes, I thought you expected it.” Aina's sister patted my shoulder hard. It hurts, but still I don't know the meaning of his words.

“You will be our dishwasher tonight,” he added.

His smile widened, as if cheering my suffering.

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