Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

One was wearing a black suit with a pink camera hanging from his chest.

Approximately early 20s.

The other is younger, probably about the same age as Satomi Rentaro.

He was wearing loose casual clothes and a coat with a slightly longer hem.

The hat on his head blocked most of his eyes.

It felt like I was peeping in the dark.

"who are you?"

Frowning, Satomi Rentaro looked at the two warily.

A hand placed behind him could not help but put it on the gun at his waist.

Although most of the policemen's battles against gastroentery rely on the cursed children, it doesn't mean they have no fighting power.

At least there is nothing wrong with showing off in front of ordinary people and bullying cursed children who dare not fight back.

"Rentaro, come behind me."

"These two are very dangerous."

The originally sloppy Aihara Enju immediately slid up to Satomi Rentaro and stood between the two sides.

Unlike Satomi Rentaro, as a cursed child, she could feel the dangerous aura coming from the two of them.

There was something doomed about the man in the suit.

Even just approaching will make the hairs tremble all over.

The breath from the other young man was like a beast in the wild.

Bloodthirsty and vicious.

Combined with his attire, he is as scary as a serial murderer lurking in the crowd.

"I ask you, do you feel any throbbing in your heart when you see those cursed children?"

"Like what do you want to change?"

Playing with the camera on his chest, Monyashi asked casually.

He raised his hand and took a photo of the two of them.

"What do you mean?"

"Just answer."

"Of course it will!"

It seemed that something important was mentioned, and Satomi Rentaro suddenly became a little excited.

"Obviously everyone is protected by those children, but they treat them like this."

"They are obviously just some poor children!"

Satomi Rentaro said angrily, completely ignoring the strange eyes of the pedestrians around him.

Enju Aihara, who stood in front of Satomi Rentaro, looked back at the man moved.

After she met Rentaro Satomi, who once had a sad experience, she felt that she had finally seen the light in life, and she attached all her feelings to this person.

Listening to Satomi Rentaro's excited words, Luo Zhen and Mon Yashi were not infected by him.

There was even a little boredom on Mon Yashi's face.

It's like listening to some boring story.

During this period, the camera also spit out the scrubbed photos.

'really. '

Curling his lips, Mon Yashi looked at the blurred photo in his hand without any surprise.

Although I expected it a long time ago, I still feel a little disappointed every time I see it.

"Then let me ask you, did you take any action?"

After interrupting Rentaro Satomi, Monyashi asked.

Satomi Rentaro, who was originally eloquent, froze.

The people who stopped because of Rentaro's heartbroken look were also looking at the boy curiously.

Among them, there are many people who were touched by Satomi Rentaro.

If it weren't for seeing the cursed child next to the other party, maybe a few violent tempers would come up to reason.

"certainly......"

"We're not referring to things like giving some money and sending a child for a walk."

This time it was Luo Zhen who interrupted Satomi Rentaro's words.

He had been observing the so-called protagonist in a silent manner before.

how to say?

If there is no halo of the protagonist, it seems that it is the same.

"This kind of behavior is like seeing a stray cat on the side of the road and randomly teasing it twice."

"It's not a real action."

"It can only be regarded as a kindness that has nowhere to vent and just meets a tragic character."

Pressing the hat on his head, Luo Zhen ruthlessly tore off Satomi Rentaro's self-comforting fig leaf.

In fact, you are no different from the people you hate.

You are just satisfying yourself.

Rozen almost pointed at Satomi Rentaro's nose and said so.

"no!"

With a twitch of cheek, Satomi Rentaro hastily retorted.

He didn't know why he was so excited.

But I just don't want to be said that.

From the initial dissatisfaction to the current gloating, the onlookers perfectly interpreted the melon-eating crowd's mentality that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Discrimination against cursed children has become the norm in this world.

People like Satomi Rentaro are undoubtedly slapping their faces.

But now this young man who seems to be full of sense of justice seems to be in a lot of trouble?

"Maybe."

Shrugging, Luo Zhen said indifferently.

He didn't care what Rentaro Satomi thought.

He only judges with his own eyes.

"Let's go, senior scholar."

"Ah."

Casually putting the photo in his hand back into his pocket, Mon Yashi turned his head and left with Luo Zhen.

Like Luo Zhen, Monyashi didn't care too much about Satomi Rentaro's answer.

"........"

Staring blankly at the backs of the two leaving, Aihara Enju suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It's like, something big is coming.

That must be a storm that will sweep the world.

For some reason, Aihara Enju thought so.

"Who are you?!"

Satomi Rentaro yelled when he came back to his senses.

The whispers and discussions around him have been ignored by him.

"It's just a passing Kamen Rider."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

Chapter 390 Me?It's the devil~

Although there are many scumbags in this world, there will always be some special cases.

In the peripheral area, there is an old man named Matsuzaki who takes care of the cursed child.

Although these cursed children are not worth mentioning compared to the number of cursed children in the entire Tokyo area, this amiable old man does do his best to take care of these children.

Satomi Rentaro, who only yells heartache, is nothing compared to this old man who never speaks, but actually takes action.

Inside the room, Mr. Matsuzaki was looking at the homework handed in by the children through his slightly thick glasses.

Usually, while taking care of these children, Mr. Matsuzaki also teaches them various knowledge.

He really treats these cursed children as normal children.

And sincerely hope that one day these children can lead a normal life.

Although this day is far away, there is not even a little hope in sight.

But he still looked forward to it with hope.

"crunch-"

Some old wooden doors were pushed open, and Mr. Matsuzaki looked up at the door.

At first, I thought it was some naughty child who came to play with me, but I didn't expect it to be two tall figures.