Chapter 87 Floating day and night
When Yoshino Junpei found Yayoi, she was squatting on the guardrail of the bridge.
The wide bridge spans the river bed. The river flows slowly and slowly under the bridge, and the golden morning light dances and flips on the river.
Yoshino Junpei stopped by the bridge, his expression a little dull, and he was still holding a plastic bag in his hand.
Yayoi squatted on the guardrail of the bridge, her red hair falling naturally in accordance with gravity, staring expressionlessly into her hands, the river water under the bridge was splashing and flowing back,
When he realized someone was approaching, Yayoi raised his head and turned to see Yoshino Junpei standing on the edge of the bridge with a dumbfounded expression.
"Good morning, Yoshino-san, who we had ramen with yesterday." Yayoi stepped on the guardrail, holding the shoulder strap of her backpack with one hand, and waving to him with her mobile phone in the other.
Yoshino Junpei didn't know how to face her, not to mention the long modifier before his name.
It rained in the middle of the night yesterday. Yoshino Junpei returned home before the rain. The dust and haze lingering in the air was washed away by the rain and swept into the sewer. The air today was unexpectedly clear, and there was still dust in the air. With the smell of grass blades.
There are still water stains on the bridge that have not been evaporated by the sun, and the beautiful birdsong echoes under the summer sky.
Mixed with the miserable wails of some people.
Yoshino Junpei turned his head slightly and saw the familiar trio hanging under the bridge.
...nice job.
Yoshino Junhei thought expressionlessly.
"...Miss Amamiya?"
A crying cat emoticon appeared on the screen.
Yayoi paused.
After typing a few times with her fingers on the keyboard on the screen, Yayoi sent a message back to Satoru Gojo with a cat-head emoticon. From the corner of her eye, she noticed the trio of idiots who were hung by her under the bridge.
"They seem to be here to block you." Yayoi said.
Yoshino Junpei paused, and the hand holding the plastic bag clenched involuntarily.
It wasn't long before dawn broke through the night, and there were few people passing by this area. It was obvious what they wanted to do. If Yayoi hadn't hung them under the bridge in advance, he would have had to go home dirty again today. Already?
Yoshino Junpei pursed his lips, and the fingers of his clenched hand sank into his skin. The pain like a rat gnawing through an insect lingered in his heart, and it never went away.
How long are these scumbags going to keep pestering him? !
"I'm here to block you too."
A slightly cold voice interrupted his thoughts.
His vision became as clear as washing with water, and the delicate light poured down and splashed on the red hair.
"Me?" Yoshino Junpei turned his attention away from the three scumbags hanging under the bridge, "What do you want from me?"
Yayoi stepped on the railing and squatted on the bridge, holding the railing that was built relatively high. Even when squatting, she was taller than Yoshino Junpei.
Yayoi jumped down from the railing.
"I have something to ask you." As soon as he finished speaking, Yayoi lowered his head and looked at the trio of idiots hanging under the bridge. "These three guys can also be of some help."
"The three of them?" Yoshino Junpei focused on these three people, his eyes unable to conceal the disgust in his heart.
Yayoi stuffed the phone into his pocket, "For example, use it as a sandbag."
Idiot trio:! ! ! !
Yoshino Junpei: "..."
Please do this.
Yoshino Junpei didn't know how Yayoi was able to hang these three people under the bridge. There was no one else around, and the blond lady who was with her last night was not there either. The lack of help meant that she needed to complete the work alone.
After the two people standing on the bridge finished talking to each other, Yayoi finally remembered the three guys she hung under the bridge. Yoshino Junpei watched helplessly as Yayoi untied the knot tied to the railing. , grabbed the rope with one hand, and lifted the three guys up in a clean and neat movement without a trace of muddy water. The weight of three male high school students was carried in her hand like a little chicken. easy.
In the past, it was these three people who bullied others. They probably never thought that one day they would be bullied. When they were dragged up, their legs were shaking like they were having a Parkinson's attack. Their noses and faces were bruised and swollen with mucus and tears stuck to them. The three pig-headed faces are extremely funny.
Yayoi did not untie the rope that tied them. After putting down the rope in his hand, he slowly squatted down in front of them.
"To be honest, I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time." Yayoi said calmly, "The last time I did this kind of thing was when I was in junior high school."
At the end, she added, "I basically never did it when I was in high school."
It's all over after the fight.
Yoshino Junpei: "..."
For a while, Yoshino Junpei felt that there were too many things to say.
"Generally speaking, if others don't mess with me, I won't mess with others." Yayoi said, "So——"
"Don't even think about running. If you dare to run, your legs will be broken." Yayoi raised his eyelids and stared at the three pig-head-like faces, their fierce looks clearly revealed.
"Uh-huh--"
The three guys nodded like nothing.
Yoshino Junpei: "..."
After the one-sided intimidation was over, Yayoi untied the knots on the idiot trio, pulled out a card from his pocket and threw it in front of them.
The tallest person in the trio gingerly picked up the card thrown by Yayoi on the ground and found it was a student ID card covered in stains and dirt.
The owner of the student ID card is a girl named Niijima Mika. She has neatly cut short hair in her headshot. She has pretty features, but her demeanor is a bit lacking in energy, and her eyes are tired.
The tall man who got his student ID was stunned for a moment.
"Do you know me?" Yayoi's faint voice came.
Everyone was so frightened that goosebumps appeared on their skin. They shook their heads wildly and told Yayoi decisively, "I don't know him!"
Yoshino Junpei, who had been standing nearby, realized that this guy was lying, but he was accustomed to keeping silent and clenched the hand holding the plastic bag tightly.
——Would you like to say something?
——Would you like to say something?
——Say it, say it, no one will believe you anyway.
——Go ahead and say it!
——You go!
The noisy voice was like a broken old TV, and it was like falling snowflakes. The malicious face was like Noh Noodle pinned on the wall, exposing the ugliest face in front of him. He could not refute and it was useless. .
Indifferent teachers, indifferent classmates.
Endless shadows rushed towards him, dragging his brain, leaving behind a sludge that made him feel sick and wanted to vomit.
"You'd better be hung."
The sound is like the roaring bells of a temple, echoing in the boundless sky, and the mind is instantly clear.
Yoshino Junpei saw Yayoi get up and pick up the rope on the ground.
"I said!" The tall man who used to be arrogant jumped directly at Yayoi's feet, as embarrassed as a maned dog sticking out his tongue and begging for mercy.
Yoshino Junpei suddenly wanted to laugh.
After getting the information he wanted, Yayoi kicked his student ID card into his pocket.
Just when the three people thought Yayoi was leaving and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, Yayoi slowly squatted down in front of them.
The three teenagers huddled together like three frightened chickens. The muscles of the teenagers at this age have gradually begun to fill up, and the physical fitness of the three people has gradually begun to move closer to adults. The three tall and powerful figures They were huddled together like weak and boneless women, which looked quite funny.
"You were the ones who locked Yoshino-san in the warehouse yesterday, right?" Yayoi had a paralyzed face, as if he was going to beat him up the next moment.
"Hey, do little boys of this age like to bully others so much?" Yayoi asked softly.
"W-who are you Yoshino?!" The tall man's voice was shaking like a sieve.
"What do you think?" Yayoi asked unhurriedly with his face still paralyzed.
The tall man looked at Yoshino Junpei, who was silent all the time, and then at Hongmao next to him. Both of them looked very skinny, but the former one was a weak and easily bullied bean sprout. The one at the back was a brutal beater, specifically targeting the sore spots.
"Relatives?" the tall man said thoughtfully.
"That's right." Yayoi said calmly, "Children at this age should not learn to fight."
Idiot A: "..."
Idiot B: "..."
Idiot C: "..."
So angry.
"Masamichi is a person who studies hard." Yayoi said, "Well, even when I was this age, I had a lot of fights."
Yoshino Junpei: "..."
So are you from a Yakuza background?
"Anyway, you know what to do, right?" Yayoi said, "I am a relatively laid-back person."
Idiot A: "..."
Idiot B: "..."
Idiot C: "..."
The three idiots nodded as if they were talking nonsense. They didn't know what to say. They just nodded like they were desperate, as if they were going to blow their brains out.
Yayoi didn't make things difficult for these three guys. After asking for the information he wanted, he simply let them leave.
Yoshino Junpei watched the three idiots supporting each other leave in the breeze and morning light. He just thought it was funny, so he couldn't help but laugh. This smile did not make him happy at all. Something remained silently. In my heart, I rot alone.
He tasted bitterness between his lips and teeth.
The water flowing under the bridge rushed toward the horizon, passing away and never returning.
Yayoi leaned on the railing, fumbled twice in his pocket, and took out two orange-flavored candies, "Extend your hand."
Yoshino Junpei stretched out his hand. He saw Yayoi put something in his palm. He opened his hand and found two candies. The exquisitely packaged candies were lying quietly in his palm. Extraordinarily lovable.
Yoshino Junpei was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Yayoi say: "Children of this age should not always have a straight face, as they will easily get wrinkles."
"It's okay to cry occasionally." Yayoi leaned on the guardrail and looked down at the running water under the bridge.
Yoshino Junpei pursed his lips, and warm liquid filled his eyes. He suddenly wanted to cry, but he was an extremely stubborn child. He was so stubborn that he was neither willing to bow to the bully nor to the one who bullied him. Others ask for help.
Arrogant without knowing it, he is neither willing to meddle in other people's business nor go with the flow. The arrogance deep in his bones is more obvious than he imagined, although it is not the kind of shining and outstanding person who is suitable for everyone. Different, but being in a crowd is enough for others to exclude and bully him.
After all, human beings have always been a race that likes to exclude dissidents. For things and people they cannot understand, at the other end of a distant time, they were tied to a fire and burned to death. Now it is a society ruled by law, and we cannot kill people casually. , otherwise they would be the ones to be punished, so they changed to another method, using cold violence and unabashed bullying.
So the boy who was different was isolated from the crowd, but he was a child who had little ability to protect himself, and did not know how to resist or fight back, which led to today's situation.
Junpei Yoshino sniffed and began to find topics to divert his attention, "Hey, what does Miss Yayoi do?"
"A magician, a half-baked one," Yayoi said.
"Half-hearted?" Yoshino Junpei didn't quite understand.
"I was a teacher a month ago." Yayoi said, "Physical education teacher."
Yoshino Junpei: "...Mochi?"
With your threatening posture just now, I suspected that you were from the Yakuza.
"Really." Yayoi straightened her hair. "When I was a kid, I was teased a lot because of my red hair. If they pulled my hair, I would beat them."
——Red-haired Yayoi, Yayoi’s red hair is a treasure.
The woman in the memory had black hair, black eyes, and a crooked smile.
"Feel sorry."
"You weren't the one who laughed at my hair. Why are you apologizing?"
"The conjurer is..."
"A person who specializes in getting rid of cursed spirits. The cursed spirits are the monsters you saw yesterday."
The two people standing on the bridge chatted endlessly. The reeds on both sides of the river bank turned into white waves in the wind. The sky was as clear as water, and two or three white birds flew across it from time to time.
Junpei Yoshino hadn't chatted like this with others for a long time. After he dropped out of school, his temperament became more gloomy and silent. He almost forgot what it felt like to chat with others.
It was surprisingly relaxed, even breathing felt relaxed.
"Do they often trouble you?" Yayoi asked suddenly.
Yoshino Junpei felt that this was not a big deal. All he had to do was ask around in school.
The boy said 'hmm', "I've been on leave since my second year of high school."
The boy's lips moved, "Because I've had enough."
"Didn't you tell the teacher?" Yayoi asked again.
Yoshino Junpei thought of the fat and bloated teacher, and couldn't help but sneered, "Teacher Sotomura won't care."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head again and buried his head in his elbows folded on the guardrail. The muffled voice reached Yayoi's ears.
"No one will care about me," he told Yayoi. "No one will care about me except my mother."
Yayoi remained silent, listening to the boy's unconscious complaints. The sky echoed with the cries of birds. The summer sky was exceptionally clear, just like the river under the bridge, so clear that you could see the bottom.
She thought again of the midsummer when she was fourteen years old. The boy with small eyes and round head was sitting on a rocking horse with a warm smile on his face, but inexplicably it overlapped with Yoshino Junpei in front of her.
——The weak bully and persecute the strong.
In the melodious and steady violin group, the face of a young man in cassock was blurred by the water vapor.
Yayoi patted Yoshino Junpei on the shoulder, "Do you want to learn how to fight with me?"
Yoshino Junpei was stunned for a long time by this nonsensical question.
"I think boys should protect themselves when they go out." Yayoi's expression was serious.
Yoshino Junpei: "...Yes."
Although I don’t quite understand this sentence, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
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The author has something to say:
#small theater:
Yayoi: Geto, what happened to you?
Satoru Gojo: Jay! Jay, it's my fault. As your best friend, I didn't notice...! 【Pain Maskjpg.】
Brother Jie: Shut up, you two, I’m very nice!
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