The Coercion of Scum

"Huh? What's the matter?"

I play!

"Wow! It hurts!"

Sydney, who was hit on my forehead, screamed and retreated.

And I'm like an American cowboy who shoots smartly, and also poses the action of blowing a breath at the muzzle.

"You really don't have a long memory. I said you don't have to be so self-confident."

"Uuuuu, you never said it."

She clutched her forehead and complained again, but of course I wouldn't care about it, just casually eating while playing on the phone. I browse the latest news, mainly to pass the time while eating. Of course, I am also concerned about the progress of Sydney's novels, starting with a soft start.

After all, to understand this person's style of writing, one must first understand her life experience.

"By the way, how did you get through junior high school without friends?"

Seeing her eating quietly by herself, I subconsciously recalled what she said before. It seemed that she had no new friends since her elementary school friends left because she was too introverted to solve this problem.

"Huh? Junior high school? Just sit alone after class, go home alone after school, eat alone when you eat, and go to the bathroom alone."

Sydney, who was concentrating on picking rice, raised her head and was startled, then shyly twisted her body and said very heavy words.

Uh-ah!

I always feel my heart hurts. It's like learning that the stray dog ​​I picked up has actually been miserable before.

Even so, I pretended to nodded calmly.

"Well, I see a lot of people like you."

After all, I have to pretend to be high-end and colder. This is my idol baggage as a senior. Besides, what does it matter to me that she is lonely and miserable... Anyway, I'll be fine.

But Sydney, who was coldly responded to me, lowered her head with a smile, still talking even though her face was lonely.

"It's a senior, well-informed. It's completely different from someone like me..."

Click.

I think something is broken again.

Ah, ah, ah, it’s so sad, I think this kind of people will only appear in TV dramas, but I don’t think it’s not! ! And I still can't sympathize with her!

Realizing that my kindness is happening at this time, I sighed helplessly.

It seems that this person must be properly disciplined and upgraded, otherwise it would be miserable for her to live as a lonely girl.

"A person like you can grow up."

Enduring the depression squeezed in my chest, I said to her.

And Sydney raised her head, her eyes flickering.

"I... can also grow?"

"Yes, for example, if you dare to ask me for help, it is a huge growth. As the saying goes, luck is part of your strength. It's your luck that you took my thigh, so your strength is also worthy of recognition. !"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, senior!"

"Hey that's it."

Sydney's face finally glowed, and she lowered her head like a little deer, and muttered something like "Can I grow too, I'm so lucky".

I always felt that because I gave her a bad check for the great future, she was a little happier.

No, this is not a bad check.

I thought about it for a while, and I thought I wouldn't even have the strength to transform this kind of lonely girl.

Unlike Jasmine, a diehard who is supported by abnormal love, she doesn't have to resort to **** violence to grow up. As long as she uses positive energy to persuade her, she herself is willing to accept it. On the other hand, when I tried to make Jasmine a slave to my wholeheartedness, even if I got back in and spanked, she just cursed me with gritted teeth while weeping. The reason is that the values ​​are obviously not easy to accept.

After eating, I collected the bowls and piled them on the sink and turned on the water.

"Sydney, I will wash the dishes first, and you can continue writing novels."

"That's not okay, senior, I'm sorry for wasting so much time, please make sure to let me help wash it too!"

However, she stubbornly leaned in, and then poked my arm by my shoulder with a wince.

I was helpless when I was about to clean it.

"Well, wash the bowls for you, and I'll wash the pot."

"Okay, thank you senior~"

After that, Sydney, who had received a few plates, began to hum, and with a happy look, she washed the bowl in the sink next to me.

At first, I was a little worried, thinking that this seemingly and stupid girl would not break my bowl. Fortunately, Sydney is still a normal person on the whole, maybe the strength is unexpectedly returned. Yes, it's just low self-esteem.

In short, we finished the cleaning work at the same time, and then returned to the room.

Sitting on the bed, I pulled out a textbook and asked to start Sydney.

"By the way, do you have homework?"

"Because I just started school and I was still at the basic stage, the teacher didn't arrange any homework for me."

"That's good, you can continue the codeword, and I will check yours at the end."

"Eh, the senior wants to read my novel?"

"Isn't this nonsense? It will be published in the end. If you write well, you will have a lot of readers."

"That's also... but I always feel so shy, hehehe..."

She blushed, and then unconsciously grabbed the skirt with her hands, and laughed embarrassedly.

I am like a parent who forces children to study, and my attitude is a little more serious.

"Don't worry about being shy, if you keep doing this, you can only stop!"

"Oh, yes, don't scold me."

She curled her neck and started to code.

Ah, I always feel that I am a bit like an editor now...

No, there is still a little difference between me and the editor, that is, I have no salary.