One blow.

The extent to which self-defense is allowed, often referred to by the police, was a single blow to me.

If you hit more than this, it will be over-repression, so it was only a one-fist win.

Allback’s head hit by a counter punch flew through the air like a toy.

As a result, white teeth fluttered like petals.

thud!!

The head of Olbaek, which flew off with a large amount of blood spouting from its mouth and nose, only stopped flying after it collided with a vending machine located about 3 meters away.

“older brother!”

“Hayashi-nim!”

The sheepheads run frightened by the fallen ol-baek head.

I stood behind the two men who were waking up the fainted man by clasping his right hand, which still had a heavy taste.

“Are you ready to touch my friend?”

Then the two men with casts on their necks and hands shouted, “Hey!”

“If you touch me, I’ll call the police! My dad knows someone at the police station!”

“I’m a police officer! Do you know what will happen if you touch it?!”

It is indeed a stereotyped way of intimidation.

Don’t these guys know that the law is far and the fist is close?

I held each of their faces, one each, with my palms.

“I’ll fix your rotten brains.”

The iron claw is a technique often used in professional wrestling.

The advantage of this technique is that pressing the temple with one hand can inflict great pain, but when the force is controlled, it leaves no apparent scarring.

“aah! It hurts! It hurts! I think I’m going to die!”

“Please save me! Someone please! I was wrong!”

The two people caught by me and lifted into the air struggled with tears and runny nose, pouring tears and runny noses from the tremendous pressure and pain applied to their temples while their vision was completely blocked by the palms of their hands.

He held it like that for about 30 seconds and then let it go, and the two of them were still peeing in their pants and, with their faces still terrified, they begged for his life while begging for their lives.

I looked down at the two of them with cold eyes and said,

“Go. And don’t appear in front of Tojo and Sakamoto again.”

Then the bastards hurriedly nodded their heads, and hurriedly left the park, supporting a guy named Hayashi who had been knocked down by my fist.

“Whoa…”

After all, I saw blood on a good day.

If the same thing happened to me next time, I wouldn’t hesitate to use my strength for my friend, but it made me feel bitter because I felt like I was gradually falling out of the realm of human beings.

Is this the fate of a muscle gag… .

As I looked down at my palms with a strange lingering feeling, Kishimoto, who had been watching the fight from afar, ran waving his hands.

“Ryu-chan! Are you okay?!”

“Huh? Uh huh, it’s okay. No injuries except for minor abrasions.”

I tried to reassure Kishimoto by saying that, but she still poked my forehead in embarrassment.

“But even now, blood is dripping from my forehead!”

I remembered that my forehead had been torn at that moment, and pressed my forehead with the handkerchief I took out of my arms.

“A wound like this will heal with saliva.”

Then Rika pulled my arm with a rare angry expression.

“Don’t be stupid, let’s go to the pharmacy!”

In the end, I couldn’t resist her push and headed to a small pharmacy near the park.

***

I was able to return to my original place only after applying the wound medicine I bought at the pharmacy on my forehead and attaching it to a square band-aid.

While I was dealing with the bastards, Tojo picked up Sakamoto who had fallen and laid him down on a nearby bench, but now he seems to have regained his energy.

In my mind, I wanted to ask if the two of them were okay, but there was a subtle air current between them, so Kishimoto and I did not approach immediately, but watched the situation from a distance.

Then Tojo opened his mouth first.

“I’m sorry, Sakamoto. You were beaten because of me.”

Then Sakamoto, who was sitting next to Tojo, replied, “Uh-huh,” shaking his head.

“Rather, I’m sorry. They chased after me because they had a grudge against me.”

There was a momentary silence between the two.

Before long, Tojo, who had his head bowed and waving his hands, was the first to speak up with courage.

“Sakamoto! I like you! I want you to date me!”

Then Sakamoto opened his eyes slightly wide and then said with a bitter smile.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can give a good answer to that confession.”

“Why! It’s like I’m a sunbather! If that’s the case, even from now on…!”

Then Sakamoto hurriedly waved his hand and said,

“No, it’s not like that. Tojo-san is definitely an undeserving woman for me. But I also have circumstances.”

“circumstances?”

“There’s a girl I promised to marry when I was little. At least I don’t want to date anyone until I see her again.”

Then Tojo turned his head forward and asked.

“Do you still like him a lot?”

“That’s… I don’t know. But, I do remember that I really liked him. The day he moved in, I cried a lot.”

“Was it your first love?”

“Yeah. You can put it that way. That kid was my first love.”

“…i get it.”

Saying that, Tojo nodded his head, then with a bright smile, stood up first from the bench.

“If you really don’t like it, I can’t help it. I’ll give up cleanly too. I really enjoyed today! See you at school next week! Sakamoto!”

After leaving such a word, she ran out of the park, leaving Sakamoto sitting on the bench behind her.

Sakamoto looked vaguely at her receding back, but didn’t follow her.

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Maybe it was the truth that he didn’t want to date her.

“How to….”

Kishimoto covered his mouth with his hand and muttered that with sullen eyes.

I looked at Tojo’s back as he was moving away and said to Kishimoto, who was standing next to him.

“Rika, go home today. I’ll go after Tojo.”

“Are you okay by yourself?”

“Even if it’s not okay, you’ll need at least one person to follow and comfort you.”

Kishimoto hesitated and then nodded.

“Okay. Tojo-san, I’ll leave it to Ryu-chan.”

“See you at school next week.”

“Yeah. Ryu-chan did a great job.”

After I said goodbye to Kishimoto, I started running with all my might in the direction Tojo had just run.

***

Tojo, who ran out of the park as if to run away, luckily did not go very far.

Perhaps it was because she was wearing high-heeled shoes, which she was not used to.

Sitting alone at an empty bus stop, staring blankly at the passing cars, a shadow suddenly fell over her head, and she looked up at me with a tearful face.

“Are you okay?”

Tojo replied with a forced smile.

“It’ll be fine.”

I tried to give her a handkerchief to wipe her tears, but realized it was a mess by wiping the blood off her forehead, and put it back in her pocket.

Instead, he wiped away the tears with a tissue that he had kept in the opposite pocket.

“It’s not like a girl can’t do it. Have fun, huh.”

“Ugh!”

When she wiped her face, covered in tears and runny nose, with a tissue, she revealed her true self, hidden under her makeup.

With her makeup removed, she pretended to be bright and scratched the back of her head.

“It’s embarrassing. I’ve never seen anyone cry before.”

I looked down at Tojo like that and sat down on the empty seat next to him.

“We’re friends, how about you?”

“Between friends, huh?”

Tojo looked up at the blue sky while muttering like that.

“Actually, I knew from the middle that you and Kishimoto were following.”

“…okay?”

This was honestly surprising.

No matter how conspicuous the follow-up of a love comedy is, it is a national rule that the parties never know.

As I looked awkwardly at the shame that came late, Tojo, who was next to me, patted my shoulder and said:

“I don’t mean to say anything about that. It must have been that I wasn’t reliable enough. As long as the guys who gave me advice from one to ten followed me all day and watched.”

“We mean…”

“I’m sorry. After all, it failed.”

Tojo suddenly said that and bowed his head at me.

“I thought I could change Sakamoto’s heart if I changed. But, that was my arrogant delusion. From the beginning there was no room for me to get into his heart.”

she said crying.

“Even though I knew it already, I turned my head away from the truth. This is the result.”

Tojo Karen clutched her chest as if resentful.

Then he said, beating his heart.

“It hurts here, it hurts like crazy. But there’s no way to fix it. It’s the first feeling I’ve felt in my life.”

She bowed her head and vomited out anger.

“I!!”

Like a person supported by evil, we shouted with all our might at the stop where it was only the two of us.

“I really liked him!!”

Huh… Huh…

I stared at the side profile of Karen Tojo, who was suffering from the pain of being kicked by her first love.

In fact, at first I thought of her as a character in a cartoon.

It was the same for Kishimoto.

Even though they smiled together on the outside, they clearly drew a line between her and me.

It’s probably because I’m a foreign substance that has caught up in the world of this cartoon called ‘Scramble Love’.

However, what is in front of you right now is not a character from a cartoon.

He was a living human called ‘Karen Tojo’.

There was only a slender girl in agony and pain alone because of the pain of the failure of her first love.

I realized that fact too late, so I decided to act according to my heart’s will from now on.

“Karen, stand up.”

“…What?”

Perhaps it was because I called my name without her permission, Karen looked up at me in surprise.

“In a place like this, if you shout and use evil like that, you will be reported to the police as a high-pitched bang.”

Then Karen looked up at me with a blank face, and then put it! and laughed.

“You… now that’s what you mean in this situation?”

“Yeah, you’d better laugh, because you like it better.”

As I said that, I forced Karen, who was sitting on the bench at the bus stop, to stand up.

While confused, Karen stood up and followed me, looking up at me with her bunny-red eyes and asked.

“I got up as you said, what are you going to do now?”

I took off the hoodie zip-up I was wearing, put it on her, put the hat on, and said.

“I’m going to karaoke like this. I’m going to vomit all the resentment I’ve accumulated over there. Then you’ll be able to accept the fact that you’ve been teased too.”

“…What?”

I searched for a karaoke nearby with my smartphone, ignoring Karen, who raised her voice like an absurd one.

The nearest one was on the second floor of Sunshine City.

There is also a comprehensive cultural center, except for those that don’t.

I gestured to Karen, who was almost covered in a blanket because it was the wrong size, to follow, and then started walking ahead.

“Hey! Kim Yoo-sung! Hey! Let’s go together!”

When I glanced back, her face, which had been dark as if it had just been covered with dark clouds, had cleared up.

***

“…that friend named Kim Yoo-seong was a very good guy.”

“Shut up, I’m glad she has a friend like that.”

“This man, I haven’t seen anything good in a long time…”

Yakuzas stand up to go home, each spitting out a single word of sentiment.

Naoto Tojo looked at Kim Yoo-sung and his daughter’s back as they were moving away and laughed.

“He’s a rare guy in today’s hectic world.”

Humanity!

Naoto Tojo, the 6th president of the Dongseonghoe (東星会), watched a man named Kim Yu-seong and remembered a word forgotten over the years!

If so! The name of the scoundrels who are becoming the ghosts of the times may rise again in this country!

“I’ll see you again when the opportunity arises, young friend.”

April 22nd (土) [PM 3:18]

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