Chapter 3: Kanari Fish Sauce

In my memory, Aya-chan asked me.

-Shizuko-Chan………… Are you okay?

What did I answer back then?

Well, it’s obvious if you’re Japanese.

Forcing an awkward smile, feeling like I’m not okay at all,

-Yeah………… I’m okay.

Hahaha……………

I’m okay.

That’s what I said.

And then,

-This………… is my own doing, so Aya-chan doesn’t need to get involved…………… walking to school together in the morning too………… so…………

Shizuko was a strong and resilient child.

She was more worried about her friend Aya.

She was worried that she might be targeted for being friends with her.

-Shizuko-Chan………… Shizuko-Chan was just trying to help…………… just trying to do the right thing…………… but Asahi-san………….

-Yeah, it’s okay.

It’s understandable.

She must have been scared.

-But………

-Even if Aya-chan………… Is like Asahi-san, I won’t resent you at all.

Yeah.

So.

-No, Shizuko-Chan!

I……………!

Besides, Shizuko was a righteous child.

If she had just ignored it, pretending not to see, nothing would have happened.

She wouldn’t have been so stressed that her hair turned white, to the point of handing over her mind to me.

Maybe if I had been a little later, and started the new semester like this.

In a few days, I would have been working as a rag in a love hotel somewhere or maybe in a gym storage room or backyard.

Someone would have called that increasingly dirty rag a cleaning cloth.

-Sob, sob……………!

What should I do……?

I……

I…………….

Despairing at her obvious future,

Bearing everything alone in the bed,

Shizuko, who could do nothing but sob,

What went wrong with her?

‘She was a pushover, Shizuko.’

Then what should she have done?

Should she have just ignored it?

‘No.’

The water has already been spilled.

I tried to somehow pick it up, staying quiet in bed as if I were still there.

I tried to lift the blanket and come out, as if to confront it head-on.

But it didn’t work.

‘Well, that’s probably because it wasn’t spicy enough.’

What………… more………… how………………

‘So, that’s why you called me, a Korean?’

Spicy.

“Fcking btch.”

At the same time, cutely, I cursed.

“Huh……………?

Pfft, what did you just say?!”

-Smack!

And I slapped her.

“……Huh?”

Miune with a dazed expression.

She didn’t seem to understand what had just happened.

Her brain is slow.

Well, when something that seems impossible happens in front of you, most people are like that.

And then,

“……Ha, you piece of trash Shizuko!”

Yell!

Yeah, she’ll be angry.

She’ll be mad.

A being of a much lower caste than me dared to lay hands on her, the queen.

“……Ugh.”

And then she realizes.

That it’s the middle of 4th period, during class.

The teacher and the kids are all watching.

The only good thing is, everyone is stunned by the unbelievable sight that just happened.

Well, as you can see,

“Sh, Shizuko!

What are you……………?”

If you’re a teacher like Mako-sensei, you’ll be able to recover from this level of stun quickly.

……Teacher!

Shizuko has gone crazy!

Did you see that?!

She hit me in the face when I was just standing there!

Kuh?!”

So I decided to go beyond stun, and put on a state of total chaos and panic.

-Thud!

By punching Miune right in the center of her face, right in front of me.

Well, I can’t help it.

Even if Shizuko’s hair has become like a white tiger, she is still just a middle school girl.

Unlike Ma Dong-seok, who knocks out criminals with a few slaps, her weak slaps couldn’t knock out a fellow middle school girl.
A girl

‘When I was in my 4th year of college, I got ripped off by high school students, and I went to a boxing gym for no reason………… the skinny fight style of the gym owner, who was just venting his academic inferiority complex on me because he was a high school graduate…………’

-Thud!

Thud!!

With Shizuko’s body not cooperating well, I kept throwing awkward jabs.

Alternating between the left and right sides of Miune’s face.

No one thought to stop me.

“……Hyuup!”

The level of escalation increased, and when they came to their senses, they were immediately hit with a wide-area stun.

It wasn’t just the kids around, but also Mako-sensei at the podium.

She probably never dreamed that Shizuko would really come out like a white tiger, just like her hair.

“St, Stop……!”

So, when I felt like my body was getting used to it,

-Grab.

I grabbed my right hand,

‘One punch.’

Remembering the bruises on my forearm when I was (forced to) do one-punch with the bullies in middle school,

Remembering the pose of the bully at that time, which was still vivid?

I wrapped my left hand around my right wrist, which was holding the fist.

-Whoosh!

It was a so-called pile driver fist.

For one punch.

Is it Gunplay?

It was like imitating the pile driver that comes out in anime like that.

The left hand wrapped around the wrist further accelerated the fist, and the right hand continued straight as the fist originally accelerated.

Wham!!

To the face of our lovely, Miune-chan.

“……Ack, ugh…… guh……”

This true education, which is bound to be very spicy for middle school students, especially for middle school girls,

Happened and ended in just 5 seconds.

“Hooray!

Season Go-Chan’s great victory!”

Ding ding~!

I even struck a pose as if the bell rang to announce victory.

“Who, What!

Shizuko……………!

What did you just……………?

Miune!

Is Miune okay-”

So, now it’s time for the commentator to comment.

So Mako-sensei was rushing to clean up the messed up situation.

-Ring!

Mako-sensei’s cell phone rang.

-Ring!

Ring!

Ring!

What, did everyone skip school because it’s the new semester?

Or are they acting out because they’re in the second year of middle school?

You shouldn’t bring your cell phone to school……

No, you should at least put it on silent mode.

Anyway,

―Vibrate!

Vibrate!

Ring!

Vibrate!

Ring!

Vibrate!

Other messages that I had pre-booked were also busy vibrating and ringing.

The situation is probably similar in other classes.

Whether it’s a freshman first year, kids going up to the second year in the same grade, or upperclassmen in the third year, everyone in the school.

‘I can’t believe Shizuko dug up the contact information of the entire school.’

These were collections of evidence.

Almost similar to what I had just submitted to the police station with Shizuko’s mother.

Of course, things like pictures of Shizuko’s underwear were only submitted to the police and what were sent to them were mostly the Line conversations with the piece of trash.

Along with all the recordings.

“This is…………”

The first to react was, of course, Mako-sensei.

If only her own text message, no, since it’s Japan, her email had rung; she would have just ignored it.

But like a scene from an anime in Ikebukuro, it started ringing everywhere, so she must have checked it without realizing it.

For reference, Mako-sensei is a trustworthy teacher, and she’s also a woman, so I sent her all the pictures of Shizuko’s forced underwear exposure.

“The, This kind of thing……”

It was also for the purpose of stunning to buy time right now.

‘Shizuko, you’ve worked hard to gather evidence until now.’

All of this is thanks to Shizuko’s efforts during the break between the last semester and the start of the new semester.

Maybe she wanted to let everyone in the school know about all this, so that the school couldn’t hide it.

She was a commendable middle school girl who knew the power of public opinion, but as expected, she still lacked the determination to carry it out like a middle school girl.

‘From now on, this oppa………… no, f*ck oppa.

This ahjussi will take care of everything.

Take a break for a while.’

The whole school is covered in the sound of vibrations and ringing.

As if announcing a new beginning, when that chirping sound ends,

“Hey, you Miune fcking btch.”

In cute and comical Japanese, I said.

Like a declaration of war.

“I was so stressed out because you tried to make me a prostitute for money, my hair turned like this.”

Like an accusation.

“How stressed do you think I was to have a tongue disorder?

Right?

So,”

Like a declaration,

“So I just went to the police station and submitted the Line evidence and reported it.

Fcking btch.”

To everyone.

“Ah.”

But maybe I got too high without realizing it.

It wasn’t like Shizuko-Chan, who is actually low in reality.

“The, That fcking btch………… I didn’t mean it to everyone………… I meant it to Miune-chan over there.

So everyone, relax.”

As I politely apologized to the public, I began to prepare for the final insurance.

-Click!

Click!

Click!

I took a lot of pictures of our beautiful Miune-chan, who is in the middle of a ryoona.

-Slide, click!

Swish!

“Kya, Kyaaak!”

”

Someone stop her!”

“Wh, Who……………!”

“What are the boys doing…………?

Ah, no boys look away!”

“Then how do we help…………”

“Cl, Close your eyes!

Close your eyes and stop Shizuko!”

“Wh, What…..!”

-Click!

Click!

Click!

Especially by decorating it myself.

At least much more explicit and embarrassing than the photos Shizuko was taken in.

If it spreads on the internet, it will be to the point where she can never show her face again.

‘The pictures that were taken of Shizuko were at a level that you can often see without adult verification on Twitter… I mean, X or Y or whatever it is now? Anyway.’

Of course, I only heard rumors that if you want to see something more, you have to verify your age and send a lot of money to someone’s account.

At least Shizuko wasn’t photographed to that extent, so it was a possible mirroring.

─Click!

I was right to bet on the national character of the Japanese.

For tens of seconds until I took the last shot I had in mind, everyone just pretended to stop me and couldn’t do anything?

“……Shizuko.”

Mako-sensei, who should have been the one to solve the problem,

『From: Amae Shizuko (Nishi Middle School 2-F) 』

『title: If you’re not confident in solving everything, stop me in 1 minute.』

『Context: Anyway, it happened after the new semester started, so it’s not your responsibility, but the responsibility of my previous homeroom teacher in the first year that pig.

If Mako-sensei really cares about me, read this and stop me exactly 1 minute later.

I’m not saying to just stand there.』

Because I had set up a special message for the teacher, she had no choice but to stand still and watch.

“Shizuko, that’s enough………… stop there.”

So, exactly 1 minute after the incident, Mako-sensei grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

Shizuko-Chan’s great victory pose, similar to before, with my right fist forcibly raised up.

“That’s enough………… are you satisfied.

So…………”

The sticky liquid mixed with snot and blood was shining intensely.

I guess this classroom is facing south.

Well, it’s lunch time right after this 4th period.

Towards 12:00 PM,

“……”

11: 00 PM something.

“Yes~♬”

Well, then shall we go to the police station again, which we visited in the morning?

kanari.

Kanari fish sauce.