The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

This is a Kanahari old story.

It's about when they were still in elementary school.

"Ha......, I don't want to go to school again today......"

Boy, Kuse Ryuma groaned so in front of the school gate.

Once you think about it that way, your body will be filled with the desire to go home already, and your options besides leaving will almost disappear already.

─ ─ But there came a group of elementary students there.

"Ugh, fuck you, whoa!

"Stop. - Why don't you say hello to something and I won't reply?

"Cahaha! Fuck you!

When they slap Don, Don, Don and Kuse boys on the back of the landscape, they laugh in a disgusting and stupid way while the elementary school kids laugh.

"Ha......, I want to go home"

Storm left.

But now I don't have the option to go home.

Kuse boy, young but smart, drags his thoughts and legs to the front door of elementary school.

Well, just to put it briefly about his current situation, I guess it'll just take a word.

─ ─ ─ Kuse Ryuma was abused in elementary school.

Kuse steps inside the classroom, but everyone sees this one once at the sound of the door being empty, but still lets her resume conversation with her friends as if there was nothing there.

─ ─ ─ Ha, I knew it would be like this today.

Sighing at the status quo he gave up the other half, Kuse boy goes for his desk - the rear of the window, that is, the seat where the protagonists often sit. Of course, that seat is the seat of the Kuse boy.

Abuse of elementary schools--that's what they don't realize is malicious. There's nothing graffiti on their desks for naive abuse, but they still come close at about the same time as they sit down.

It is an example of a threesome that has somehow even found itself in a new boom in the morning, strangely cool and sticking its hand in its pocket.

Don't you know that it's dirty, or three idiots surrounding Kuse Boy's seat with that mouth stirred up that wouldn't even have gum in it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Buy some bread."

"Pampers, bam."

"Cahaha, buy some bread. Pan!

I'm sure you admired high school students or something. That must be the challah guys dyeing their hair, too.

Kuse ignores them when he sighs, ha. It is the usual sight, the usual morning routine.

I'm pretty sure that would make some noise and kick a desk or something, but the three idiots are more or less going to say "not funny" and disperse. At least it will not be directly damaged.

That's why Kuse Boy did it, and there was no stray whatsoever in its actions.

─ ─ ─ It was just a little different today.

To be precise, the circumstances surrounding him today were only slightly different.

A loud noise opened the door of the classroom, and the lady teacher called everyone to say, "Please take a seat."

It's a little earlier than usual. Three idiots also head back to their respective seats with their necks tilted.

The teacher in charge, strangely nibbled, stood at the lecture and said this with a full grin.

"Today in this class, a new transfer student is coming!

"...... transfer students?

He was a unintentionally squeaky Kuse boy, but the squeal was undone by the cheers of elementary school students springing up from all over the class.

─ ─ ─ Maybe..., we can be friends.

He was such a pale anticipation Kuse boy, but the idea had vanished from his head in an instant.

How the hell do you expect that, and you think you've been betrayed?

Anyway, coming this time must also be retarded like those three fools.

I'm sure there will only be one more member who abuses me, and the status quo will worsen rather than improve.

─ ─ ─ I'm sure you do.

For Kuse Boy, who learned of the act of "giving up" at a young age of elementary school, the act of giving up also seemed superb bait, equating to the only means by which it could be resolved without going until the current situation was resolved.

But the idea will turn today into a frontier.

"Then let them come in! Hey, ah..."

The teacher, who looked over the class and smiled satisfactorily, tries to call the name of that transfer student who would be holding back in the hallway.

--but it never came true.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

A strangely tongueless, junior grade voice was heard from the hallway.

To that word, together with a class that unexpectedly loses words.

The cutlets, the cutlets, are not footsteps that elementary school boots can give, but they sound like such footsteps, and the door of the class can be opened with a louder noise than earlier.

He was there in one elementary school student who was about ten winds different, wearing black clothes in color contact, a cross necklace from his neck, and a silver ring on his right index finger.

The boy said this in a strangely cool pose, pushing his back against the wall.

"By my name - Blind. Call me a gun (...) bullet, Gummins."

Thus Kuse Ryuma and Ginn, who at the time met with two sicknesses in earnest, had an overly shocking encounter.

Lunch break.

In the matter, Hayato was more isolated than Kuse Boy.

The hurdles are too high for elementary school students, such as talking to someone who doesn't even know their name in the first place. Besides, if you just named it - it's a tough move to remember once and for all, even if it comes from elementary school students.

So there's no one to talk to, and his seat-- just in the middle of the class for an affair. There were no people only near the seat for some reason.

─ ─ ─ That's the true botch. It is the pinnacle of Ginn, who has been making middle and second illnesses extremely buoyant since elementary school.

It seems that his middle and second illnesses ended around fourth grade, but the truth about it is Kuse doesn't know.

Everyone intuited, "Oh, this guy, he's the one who shouldn't talk," when he was unconsciously distancing himself from him. There were idiots who couldn't notice the air, the atmosphere, let alone the nasty nature of their opponents.

"Whoa, Shiba - what the heck! Buy me some bread."

"Cahaha, pandan"

"Pampers!!

Yes, it is three idiots.

Everyone doubted their ears. Are they insane?

Talking to a guy who looks like such a jerk, trying to make it even more pacifier etc......, obviously not sane shabbat.

Of course, some of those who thought so looked like Kuse Boy, who himself noticed how bad Gin Boy sucked and was a little frightened.

─ ─ But that fright shifts more to the subject of abuse than to the fear of the Gin boy, and the fear that someone will be hurt because of himself, that is, frightened.

After realizing that, Kuse boy grips his fist in his knee and takes a few deep breaths.

He kicked open his eyes and tried to resist the three fools for the first time in his life

─ ─ It was then.

"Bread? Are you guys hanging out with me? If so, where can I buy bread? What about you? Don't you know that this elementary school promise says," No money except when you need it "? Oh, I'm sorry, that's exactly what you're doing, don't tell me. You don't want that, do you?

A huge high-powered mouth shot hit three fools clean.

The Three Fools lose their sayings flashly to Gin Boy's too much transformation.

But I don't know that his mouth shot will stay.

"Oh, right now, this is the one, isn't it? Threaten people to make a fool of themselves. If you're not, you guys can hang on to it, but of course you have it, right? Oh, but then you're breaking your elementary school promise, aren't you? Hmmm......, I don't even hear rumors about Abesu......"

And Gin boy said this with a devilish grin where he arranged words that would not make sense to elementary school students that far.

"All right, I'll tell you what."

I'm sure that was a Gin boy trap.

There's no way that elementary and secondary school students don't say bad things about it by putting out the words' I can tell my teacher '.

"Ugh, wow, he's a chikuri demon!

"Chikuri Demon, Chikuri Ma!

"Cahaha, chikuri demons too!

Yes, it's "Chikuri Demon".

Only the guy who's doing something wrong, when he tells the teacher he can tell the guy he's doing it, he keeps his mouth shut and makes a fool of himself.

And that, at some point, penetrates all the students, and the tide that everyone said, "Chikuri demons are disgusting people."

─ ─ but he's not scared of that.

Three little child rats were trapped.

Well, now you're my checkmate.

and a very clear and horrible grin on the part of the Gin boy, who could hear such demons, shot a stop blow into them three fools.

"Hey, did you know? Chikuri is one of those people who feels as bad about things as people who make fools of themselves, right?

That's what he said when he stood up and said:

"Well, let's all go chew it up."

─ ─ Let them decide who's tough and who's tough.

That's how I can't tell you back. The three idiots went to the teacher with the Gin boy, and the teacher, rounded by the guin boy, denied all three idiots. Eventually, he even discovered a case of abuse against Kuse boy, and those three idiots were forced to transfer to school.

After school that day, the Kuse boy said this best for his mother, who was preparing for dinner when he hurried home.

"Mother! Me, I just wanted to be friends!

He said that Kuse boy Gin Boy's pride, which began with the words, continued in an extended manner and was still going on even when his father returned from work.

Needless to say, the parents who saw it smiled at each other, and they said this gladly when they heard about the Gin boy.

"Fine, dragon horse. When you go to school tomorrow, be good friends with her."

"Oh, he sounds a little crazy, but I'm sure it's definitely gonna be a gain for your life to be friends with that kid"

Ordinary parents would say "stay away" or "don't talk" etc, but Hate and his parents were smart parents. That's enough to spot a person's sincerity (...).

The Kuse boy who heard that said this with the best smile in the last few years.

"Yeah! I get it! Father, Mother!

The next day, silver didn't come to school.

The next day, the next day, the next day.

Silver never showed up at school, and one day his presence disappeared from the students' memories.

─ ─ But I couldn't forget about him, and his desire to be friends never weakened.

That's why I asked my teachers what happened to silver when I graduated from grade school.

The result was simple and lucid, he said, he transferred to school.

Apparently, silver parents have an indeterminate profession and are rolling all over the place. Of course, the silver that follows it has been transferred to various schools and repeated.

Of course I revealed it to my parents as soon as I left, and I told them if I could find it somehow, but unfortunately, I couldn't possibly do that to a single family.

That's why I've been trying so hard to keep up with the goals that have been so deep in him.

I thought it was a miracle when we met again in college.

Stand by when you're alone, lousy guy aura smudging out of your body. I couldn't have seen it wrong, and I could be sure I was a ton of demo elementary school students then.

I'm not sure I remember when I found you, but I thought you were talking to me when I did notice.

"Hey, be friends with me!

"What? I don't like it."

I remembered that time and laughed unexpectedly.

"Hey Kuse, if you don't get here soon, I'll leave you!

"Kuse, you're the leader of this party, so hold on."

"Kuse......, are you okay?

Two, I hear my buddies and I raise my face.

There was a smile in front of me from the fellow adventurers we are now adventuring with.

─ ─ Father, mother. I made a lot of friends.

When I squeal like that in my heart, I look back at the Empire City, which is already far away and only small.

"Silver, the next time I see you, it's when I catch up with you."

─ ─ ─ Wash your neck at most and wait, you fucking best friend.

Yeah, I hung up the edge of my mouth, and I laughed.