Tannin Wo Yosetsukenai Buaisouna Joshi Ni Sekkyou Shitara,

Chapter 6 volume 1

By the time we had dinner and were done cleaning, it was past eight.

The sun has set. It was dark behind the curtain of lace. I took the laundry that had been hung outside. Thanks to the sunlight during the day, it was already dry.

Sayaka was taking a bath, and my dad was lying on the couch. I folded the laundry that I had taken secretly, piling up my father, Saeko, and my parts separately.

After that, I went back to my room.

In my room, the clothes from my naughty days that I had seen before were scattered on the bed. I tried it once and it turns out I can still wear it. I have grown in size since then, but his initially large size and elastic stretch made him fit my current body.

I took off the clothes I was wearing right now.

Then, I put on my new clothes from my naughty days.

Left arm, right arm. Left foot, right foot. I closed the front zipper and turned around to look at the figure.

There was a picture of me before.

I was the one when I lost everything.

I went downstairs in my clothes.

My dad's still relaxing in the living room. Sayaka hasn't come out of the bathroom.

I just showed my face and said, 'I,

"I'm going to the convenience store."

My father glanced at me and replied, "Oh."

I put on my shoes, opened the front door, and went outside.

It was a little cold. Autumn is deepening. The temperature has recently dropped dramatically.

Putting my hand in my pocket, I started walking.

The street lights illuminate my feet. As I moved forward, shadows formed around me. Sometimes they disappear, and sometimes they are reborn, circling around.

The moon is not out today. The night was darker than usual.

It's quiet. I can hear the barking of dogs. Not many people on the road. Most shops are closed. This is not a very crowded place to start. But today, it seemed like there were fewer people than usual.

I feel in my pocket. My phone still exists.

I passed the convenience store and went further.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a river. The bottom of the river where the criminals gathered further.

I can hear my footsteps. The further away I am from the station, the fewer street lights there are. There is no more shadow under my feet.

As I approached the river, I heard a faint sound of water flowing. I crossed the bridge and reached the other side. Then I walked further downstream along the river.

I'm almost there. Soon I will see them.

I squeezed my hand in my pocket.

Yamazaki's information is correct. There were six of them in total, including the purple-tailed man I had seen at the arcade. He's still got a scar on his face since I hit him.

The rest of the group were just like when I saw them in the arcade.

The six of them shouted and drank canned beer and chuhai. About half of them also smoke. They sat on the grass, clapping and fooling each other, though there were not many people around. (TN: chuhai is a kind of alcoholic beverage)

Although there were not many people, there was still a house nearby. I'm sure they can hear it. It would disturb the neighbors. But it's clear that they're a bunch of jerks, so I don't think it's possible to warn them.

I put on my hood and hid behind a bridge in front of the riverbed.

I need to find out if what Yamazaki said is true or not. As I listened, I managed to hear some conversations.

"Hey, I'll push you into the river!"

The voice came from the group leader, who used to wear a purple t-shirt behind his school uniform, but now wears a red leather jacket.

He was looking at a fellow delinquent who was slightly smaller in stature. There may be power among the delinquents. The way he laughed and threatened them was almost like intimidation.

The leader wrapped his arms around the little guy's body. Then he pressed the cigarette he held between his fingers onto his cheek.

"It hurts......!"

"Are you fucking me? Uh? Try saying that again."

The delinquents around me giggled at the scene. I don't understand what's funny. They must be monkeys or something. They don't look very civilized to me.

He threw his cigarette behind. Fortunately, the fire appears to have been extinguished and is unlikely to expand. The leader then kicks the little one in the back as hard as he can.

The little guy lost his balance and fell into the river, rolling around.

There's a splash of water. The sound of water rattling sounded.

The river is weak. But if it was strong, it would be extremely dangerous. The little one quickly got out of the river, but was kicked again and fell back into the river.

The sound of laughter is getting louder.

They have fun and they have fun.

What a bunch of jerks. But I have no obligation to help him.

The little one, drenched in water, came out of the river on all fours.

The leader grabbed the little guy's hair. He was whispering something.

I don't know exactly what he's talking about.

But soon, the little one shouted.

"I can't! Isn't that a crime?"

A sad voice. Then the little guy's head was pressed to the floor as hard as he could.

#Connected