325 Lesson 31 The Origin of Destruction ③

The next day, as usual, I tried to set foot in the classroom at the last minute.

I tried to step in... but the strange atmosphere of the class made me pull my legs back.

Usually, everyone in the class was making a lot of noise, but today it wasn't at all.

What's going on here?

I enter the classroom in horror.

Then, there were all the adults in suits, as well as the head teacher and the principal.

Those adults were looking at the blackboard and my desk that had been mischievously written... ah, today, transfer students and Minai-kun were also targeted.

The adults in suits were taking pictures of Isoo and me, and of the desks and blackboards of the Demon Kun and the others.

The principals looked at the men who were taking pictures anxiously.

Who are those suits?

"Well, it looks like the devil's father and the education committee." It looked like the Devil King's father was a lot more amazing than I thought. When I asked Toor, when I talked to my parents yesterday, I immediately contacted the Devil King's father and it seemed like this had happened this morning. "

She told me if she noticed my question, if she wanted to explain the situation when she first came, and what happened as soon as the transfer student found me.

"Oh, I see..."

"Look at the shrinking idiots over there. You've been dirtying our desks with pleasure until a while ago, and now you can't help but worry about what happens to us. You'll laugh, won't you?"

Those transfer students seemed to be really enjoying themselves.

Are you Nakakura-san?

After a while, one of the adults who was taking pictures noticed me and approached me.

Yes, yes.

“I'm Kenji's father. It's been hard, hasn't it? As an adult, I'm so sorry.”

"Um, uh..."

To be honest, I'm not a parent of my classmates, but I just had a hard time apologizing to strangers.

When I looked at the face of the transfer student in distress, the transfer student also smiled bitterly.

"Well, I know I can't help apologizing." But I had a chance to be aware of it. I'm really sorry. "

Yes, yes.

And Ryuya-kun who gave me this trigger.

Yes.

"Thank you so much. I'm really grateful that a kid like you became a friend of Kenji's." Come visit us next time. My wife also said that she wanted to see you. [M] Of course, I'll also invite Nakakura-san and Tetsukun. "

Ah, thank you.

Well then, for the time being, the two of you will not be taking classes here, so let's go to the principal's office where Kenji and the others are waiting for you.

Got it.

Yes, yes.

"I'm very sorry about this." So, I would like to explain this to the parents. Can you two get in touch with your parents right away? "

When I come to the principal's office, the principal asks me such a thing with a very unwilling attitude.

When Inoguchi-kun's father scolded him, he was bowing his head, but he didn't seem to reflect much.

“I know my dad's at work, but I think my mom's fine.”

Where's Nakakura-san?

"I-I-I..."

I thought of my father who was drunk and shook his head.

"I see... Then I'll explain to Nakakura-san's parents at a later date."

"No... my parents are fine..."

We can't let that father out in front of people.

Thinking so, I shook my head sideways again.

"I see... I see." In the meantime, let's talk about the future between Tetsukun and Ryuya's parents. "

I see.

Since then, things have been... dizzy and fast.

First, the four of us moved from one group to four groups.

I don't know how to punish people who were bullying me in the original class. It looks like Kenji's father and his parents have talked to each other and solved something.

My red-eyed classmates apologized to me, but I didn't want to see them, so I decided to let them go.

Incidentally, my father did not step out of the house in the meantime, and even if the teacher and Kenji's father came to say hello, they mistook him for a debt collector and did not respond at all.

And then I was beaten again, saying that it was my fault that people came to visit me.

This time, I was beaten on the face many times and I couldn't go to school until the swelling on my face subsided.

I have to spend a few days at home breathing so as not to ruin my father's mood.

I don't want to be here, but I definitely don't want to be seen by Ryuya.

After a while of patience...... I told myself that, and I waited quietly for the wound to heal.

When have you ever wanted to go to school so badly? "I want to heal my wounds and see Tatsuya soon..."

But my hopes... were broken in less than two days.

My father was very frustrated when he saw a piece of paper when I was breathing in the corner of the room as usual.

Then he stretched out his drink in an attempt to submerge his anger.

"Ah? Damn. I'm getting drunk again." Hey! Buy me some booze! "

"I-I got it...."

Even though I tried to get up while saying so, my wound hurt and I couldn't get up as hard as I wanted.

“What are you doing! Run and buy it!"

"Ugh..."

I was kicked in the stomach... and I couldn't breathe, so I snapped on the dirty tatami mat.

"Oh... shit! Get out of here!"

When he said that, he realized that further violence was counterproductive, and when he yelled, he got into the futon.

Kenji's father was such a kind man... why is my father like this...?

"Why do I have to suffer all this time..."

With such a murmur in my heart, I headed out the door to drag my body, stood up in pain, and opened the door.

Then... there was a man standing in front of the door, laughing with a smile.

"Ah, just in time." I was just about to ring the intercom. Is this Mr. Nakakura's house? "

"Yes, yes..."

Oh, who? Could it be... a debt collector?

“That's good. Is your father inside?"

"Yeah, yeah..."

"Hey! Bastards! They're inside!" Pain you to the point of not dying, and find out where you put your money! "

Unbelievably from the gentle voice and smile I had just heard earlier, when I lowered my voice and uttered an angry scream... the men in the clothes ignored me and went in silently.

Hey, what are you guys!

And immediately, I heard my father's surprise and his scared voice.

When I heard the voice, the man who was in front of me smiled and went inside.

"Nakakura. It's been a long time." Did you read my letter? You were waiting for us to come, as instructed in the letter, and you didn't run away? Isn't that great? "

”Hey, hey! That's because I thought it didn't make sense to run away...”

"That's right. It's no use running away." And I was actually thinking of getting you to read this letter and get me out of the house. "

“That's right. You can force the door open, but it's too much trouble for your neighbors to call the police.”

"Uuu, but ahhh..."

My father was crying out in pain, but I didn't have the courage to look back.

Anyway, I finished early... and I had no choice but to hope so.

"I thought you came here with a set of money, so you were here." I thought that I had already left the country with a woman and had taken a big trip overseas. "

Oh, I don't know any money!

"That's not true." First of all, can someone who doesn't work drink this much? "

With such a voice, Kakon! I heard the sound of an empty tin bumping into something.

"Oh, that's... but I didn't do it!" I just drove the car because I could give you 10 million. "

"Have you ever talked about 10 million drivers at a time?" So, who did you bring in the car? "

"W-Well, that's..."

"Shit. I thought I'd make it easier if you just threw up..."

"Ugh... wait!"

"Hey, pack this thing in the car. And find all the money in this house!”

Got it.

"Please! Please! Help me!" Oh, yes! What about my daughter? Isn't she beautiful? "

When my dragged father came close to me, he sold me to men without any hesitation, just because he had the means to save me.

I... don't know what to do... "I'm sure you've been waiting for a life you hate more than ever..."

I was prepared for my father's remark that further misfortune would come upon me... no, I gave up.

"Is this the beauty? You can't do business with such a beaten-up face! I wonder if you can manage with just one woman the money you had from the group!"

"Shit. Stop, stop."

Seeing my father being kicked by a man, I thanked him for being beaten.

However, the relief was only for a short while.

"Brother! I found a million!"

“All right, you can pick up some of that gold later.”

"I understand. So, are you sure you don't want to take this child home?" In my view, if the swelling subsides, it's beautiful enough. "

When the young man gave me the money, he approached the man as he watched me groan.

My body stopped moving because of fear.

After all... it looks like the misfortune didn't miss me.

Thinking so, the young man dropped his fist.

"Stupid bastard. Stop it, you're not a woman who takes the risk of being a minor."

"Sure. Then, lass, if you grow up and have trouble with money, you can call here." I'll introduce you to a good job. "

The young man seemed convinced, but he gave me a business card with his contact details on it.

"This person hasn't given up yet..."

"Come on, let's go! If they call the police, we'll be in trouble."

I understand!

In the room where my father and the men were gone, only the garbage and me were left.