919 Ii32. dominant girl threatens.

"What do you say? It's an easy job, isn't it?

After Pride has told us everything.

Croy glanced at her still unconvinced. The story is correct. But it's too good. Whatever you think, it just seems like a scam or a trap. And above all, I couldn't believe the Jeannes in front of me. After he squeezes his lips hard for a while and goes through silence, Pride, who keeps waiting for a reply, dares not say anything with a smile. And it was Croy who couldn't stand the silence first.

"... why are you inviting me? There's something behind it anyway."

"Because you were just the one I knew. We just got into school and we don't have any friends. You don't believe me."

To the suspicious cloy, Pride flaunts his shoulder that he would react naturally.

Even if it's not cloy, I think our story is too frigid. If you are fourteen, you can fully understand the ingenuity and suspicion of the story. That and again, the prides knew it from the beginning.

How convincing excuse I used here, I can only assume I'm trying to fall for it, such as mediating a good job with the person who did the worst first meeting. Once he cut the words, closed his lips and laughed at Pride. Cloy increased the color of vigilance like an upside-down cat.

But the next word that Pride unleashes, he stretches the wrinkles carved between his eyebrows.

"Special ability to know a person's weakness."

The words, which were suppressed but clearly said away, arrived without a word with Rin and Guo.

Thinking about the meaning of the word, suspicion, and finally, "No way," Croy turned his back on Pride and stepped back half a step. Eat up your teeth and stare at your pride with a complexion that has gotten worse than earlier. In contrast, Pride grinned and tilted his face as he dared to put pressure on him.

Your palms get damp in your standing behavior as if you were declaring yourself superior to you. Still, they just declared her special abilities. But surely Croy felt he was being blackmailed now.

With a thirsty thirst to drink in her mouth no matter how many times, Cloy manages to purify her voice. It seemed much creepier and more peeking into my stomach to keep being silently laughed at by Pride. Rub upwards and ask her in an impossible voice.

"Hey, I found out..."

Forgotten blinking eyeballs gobble under the eye lid.

The presence in front of me scared me so much that I didn't think I was just a girl my age. It's like meeting a natural enemy. Instead, you can't even move your fingertips. Don't say, don't say, don't say, don't yell in your heart but don't put your throat up. Wet up to the neck and back to feel the lever on the strangle table being gripped.

Croy waited for Pride's reply as the irregular heart sounded dull behind his ear. I couldn't think of it as a lie if I remembered how far I was known and what she said yesterday.

Special abilities have not all been revealed. There is no way that ordinary people have it together without learning the ingredients that I can assure you that there is no such thing as a special ability that I have never heard of before.

To Croy's question, Pride now leans his torso forward from himself. Put your hands next to your mouth and spin your words before he goes further down and with his tongue. "I whispered the memory of my previous life, which kept branding me predictive, as a further falsehood.

He sang the truth he wanted to hide and the "weakness" itself in a quick way. And most importantly to them.

"Sound the warning.

As soon as that happened, Khloe, who shook her shoulders wide once, turned her face to face with eyes that looked like monsters, changing the color of her eyes from fear to hostility.

"What... what do you want us to do? I'm not going to school..."

"I won't tell you. But now you're convinced? You can't say no to us when you know we're weak."

That's why I chose. And, if he so asserted, Cloy put his strength into holding himself with both hands as he blushed with humiliation.

Angry at her as her cute, eaten and tied teeth made a slight noise. to obvious hostility. Still, pride does not turn a blind eye.

I looked at Cloy with purple eyes, a back that was almost no different from my current self, still pinned and stretched spine too pretty to call me a commoner.

"... you'll take it, won't you?

"What... really, is that all...? I don't trust you, I can't trust you."

You behave only in a temperament, despite the circumstances you have to take with blackmail.

I was excited not to round my back to see if I would break and accumulate against a girl my age. Threatened so far, he couldn't resist being gripped by his weaknesses, thinking about whether the job he wanted him to do would have any price combined. "That's all, of course," Pride, gently returning, continued his words exhaling as he was not noticed that Cloy had nodded at me as planned.

"Of course that would be best if you would accept the warning.... you won't ask anyway, will you? Then at least I hope you get this job. Because I'll leave the work to you just before the pre-bell in the morning and the lunch break to do the same.... How's it going? That's a good job, isn't it?

It's too much to gain.

Croy dared to swallow the word. Naturally there are risks, but there is no reason to be suspicious. And no matter how much I suspect, I have no choice but to take it.

No matter how much reason she tells me to be convinced, I'm certainly not convinced, and my anxiety doesn't go away. But I didn't like following her warnings any more.

"... eh... ok. But my sister doesn't want to get involved. Don't ever tell your sister."

Don't tell anyone about your relationship with us. … work fast from today's lunch break. "

Because I already told her what it was like. And he said no, and Pride, who told him where to meet him, turned his back curly.

Return the cold looking eye and only hate will return. Style and Arthur pulled themselves like that on their backs, and as soon as they did, "Wait, wait, wait," a short fury was released like an arrow. To the boulder shout. Now it's time for all the students in the classroom to look back once. Fighting or, if you look at it, an inconspicuous gray-haired boy in his class is confronting the girl who led the two boys. Everyone shut their mouths and paid attention to the sight.

Cloy, who inadvertently focused the students' attention, slightly snapped his neck. Before releasing the next word, I further narrow my luxuriously thin body from the possibility that my remarks will be heard by everyone, desperately choosing words in my head.

"How much did you know about us?"

Whoever you lay down your words with, they were passed on to you in full pride.

Unaccustomed to the number of notices, Croy's palms wetted out. Eagle your own chest over your clothes with one arm you were holding tight. He chewed into his mouth to avoid being noticed by the disgust caused by the attention and the body about to tremble due to anxiety ahead, desperately indulging.

As soon as he realizes he is alert to being heard, Pride looks back early on with only his face. I dropped the voice that made me lurk to the limit so that my surroundings wouldn't hear me.

"Everything. If you don't get on board, I'll tell your sister and the school."

Forced to be too short, Croy did not move with force on his shoulder.

Bye, and now it's time for Pride to walk out of the classroom with his back turned. Walking too beautifully for ordinary people stood out among the attention of the whole class. Steele and Arthur, who walk together, do not lose sight, and students who hardly recognize them, all look back at their laid-back standing behavior and ascertain their appearance. No attention, but we got to them, not Croy.

The three prominent rumors of appearance spread in the blink of an eye during the middle two years.

One, so much about a boy full of hostility towards them that no one even impresses him.