Spearman’s Growth Story

The area that it can illuminate is mostly only solar panels.

Behind the solar panels is an inaccessible place.

“Uh, oh…”

The tall and thin student with dyed red hair took a piece of bread from Little Fatty who was holding a pile of food in his arms.

Little Fatty’s eyes lifted up with the bread helplessly, and there was a reluctant voice in his mouth.

“Pa”

The black haired youth standing on his right back, patted his shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone:

“You are What’s the shaking? We are hiding in the blind spot of the public camera so that we won’t be photographed. Hehe!”

Little Fatty trembled and didn’t dare to answer.

He now, only hopes this nightmare time can pass quickly.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

The redhead shook the bread in his hand and opened his eyes.

“Why is there only one fried noodle bread?”

Seeing that he clenched his fist and looked like he was about to hit someone, Little Fatty had to say: “Because it is sold out… “

Hearing his words, the man standing on the right side of the red-haired man with a purple shawl hair, his bad face with his hands in his pockets spit, and whispered:

“Hey, hello, can’t it be done just by running a leg?”

“Listen, Mr. Fatty Pig.”

Shaking the bread in his hand, the redhead The corners of his mouth were raised, and he spoke insulting honorifics in a disdainful tone.

“Buy me two buttery pineapple breads and five boxes of yogurt tomorrow. If you forget, it will really turn you into a meat bun!”

Seriously, he showed a hideous expression.

“This is the last chance! Go!”

The voice fell, Little Fatty buckled, turned his head down, and moved towards the stairs. Walked between.

This is not the first time being bullied.

Up to now, I hope and so on, help and so on, I shouldn’t have asked for extravagance long ago.

However, every time I am bullied, I still…

“Why, no one will help me…”

I didn’t hear the voice clearly, but I got an unexpected response.

“Oh, then I will help you.”

“――”

Reflexively, Little Fatty almost hurt his neck His strength lifted his head.

In front of him, a young man is moving towards him.

black hair, a boy who looks like a Big Brother.

There is an affinity in his voice, which makes him unconsciously want to believe.

However, when he said that kind of words, he was expressionless, which meant that strangers would not enter.

Soon, the young man will pass by him.

However, Little Fatty has no joy in her heart.

Because–

“Huh? You bastard, what did you say?!”

Although the three bastards did not hear him, they did. The words of that boy.

So, a few people let go of the food and walked over.

[It’s over. Today is going to be beaten again. 】

Little Fatty can’t help but feel desperate in his heart.

How can one person beat three people? even more how, or are there three social ills that often fight and have “relationships” outside of school?

As for himself, at most he is responsible for being beaten.

In my heart, I want to stand up, but my body has already lost its courage.