There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

My father always says, "Don't run, fight" like a cliche.

Don't run away from exam studies. Don't run away from school. Don't run away from your parents.

I hated that cliché. Why shouldn't I run away?

Indeed, in China, exam studies determine life. But running away from exam studies isn't the end of it. You can go abroad, you don't need an education to farm in the countryside, if you start your own business, it's more about defining the employee's education.

I said I ran away from school. There is a communication education, you can try the qualification exam instead of studying at school, you can travel and spread the word.

You can say you ran away from your parents. Parents who do things that make their son want to run away in the first place are disqualified.

In that regard, cats are good. I'm smart enough to get away right away.

Ordinary creatures flee as soon as they become dangerous. Danger means danger, so if it becomes dangerous but you don't run away, you will get hurt or die. If you get hurt, you weaken and drag it to a later time. If you die, you die.

Humans are the only fools. I'll be worn out because I wish only humans would run away.

I want to be more like a cat than a human.

That's how I think and run, but my father decides I'm running because I'm a cowardly, lazy, badly made son. You never listen to me. "Don't run, fight". That's all.

I'm not that smart. If you fight and fight and study desperately without running, you won't beat the smart ones in your classmates. But tell them to fight them.

I know I'm gonna lose, so of course I'm gonna run. Naturally. Ridiculous.

... but I regret it but let's admit it.

There are times in my life when I have to stand up to it a few times.

That day. That day my father scolded me, beat me, threw up a throwaway dialogue and popped out of my house in the heavy rain.

I found cardboard flushing through the turbulence of the increased river. In that tiny cardboard, Dai-yu was desperately looking for help with such a fine chirp that it was scratched out by the rain.

At first, I tried to abandon Dai translation (Tyee).

Among the loess turbulence was also a mixture of driftwood and large debris, and cardboard was likely to sink now. It's ridiculous to drown until I try to help. I'm not good at swimming. Sounds pathetic, but smart to decide you didn't see it.

I told myself so and left the place.

But in the end, I couldn't stand the pain in my heart.

That cat will die if I don't help him. If I run away, I die.

So I threw down my umbrella, scratched my head and screamed. I ran around the mall getting wet and looking for something that might work. I grabbed a big box of styrofoam at the fishmonger's store and I ran.

Heaven, weep and laugh at my savage courage.

Running, running, running, I caught up with a cardboard that was going to sink.

He hesitated three times, but I breathed heavily and jumped into the river.

The river flow was much more intense than I thought, it was like a rampant dragon, and I would have definitely drowned and died without a hugging float (,).

When I crawled up to the bank of the river with Translation Dai in half my life, I swore I would never do this again.

- Now.

I was forced to make a choice again.

My pale uncle suddenly became a monster and stormed out when I went to an important cat rally to decide the future of the city of Qijo River (Seachaofu) with Dai Translation (Tyee).

I didn't know what was going on, but I knew right away that it was bad. Even a fool would know if he saw a crater in one punch.

That's why I ran away. If it's dangerous, it's natural to run away.

Yet Dai-yun and the cats began to fight the monsters.

For the cats, he was the one who shouldn't have run away.

I immediately thought of it. I've heard of it. It must be a "black monster" ravaging the cat world, which was rumored among the cats.

The trauma at the gas station flashes back. It is an incomparable size to that monster.

My legs are trembling.

I can't breathe well. My lungs are tight.

My pants are raw and warm. Leaked.

I want to keep running.

I want to run away.

I don't want to look back.

I'm scared, I don't want to die! I don't like pain.

I want to run away, run away, run away, throw everything away and lock myself in my room.

But my partner is fighting. I'm fighting for my life.

My beloved cats are fighting. A cat much better at running than a human being is fighting without running away.

I can't stand running away just myself.

Oh, I'm an idiot. He's a big idiot!

I stopped, scratching my head and screaming into the night sky.

Heaven, weep and laugh at my savage courage.

I only need one thing before my partner returns to the battlefield where he fights. It's a waste of time to go get it, but I have to go get it.

But I got lost for a moment. What I needed came from the other side.

Miraculously well timed, Baba jumped out of the narrow road right next to him carrying a large load.

Baba looked at my face and seemed to see everything.

I said, pointing my thumb at what I needed right now.

"Did you make it? Haoran, use this!

That's right.

I "run, fight".

If you have enemies you can't win, just run. And make sure you grab your chances and go back.

As I struggled to keep the mixed army of cats and ravens from suffering serious illnesses with Huang Hu (Fan Fu), who had begun to fight with vegan bodies after running out of time, I was relieved to see Hao Ran coming back from across the street.

Baba, who was waiting as a cover for what if, did it well.

Change your aim from cats to havoc (Haolan). He wields the arms of a black giant like a whip and shoots out a black mind bullet.

Hao Ran manipulated the silver motorcycle brilliantly, avoiding one bullet after another as he accelerated. Willie jumped and landed on the wall of the building and walked horizontally with the ground.

PSI drive engine roars. The modified bike made by Babaa flies off the wall of the building against the backdrop of a full moon and falls at a fierce speed directly next to it.

(Haoran) The roar and engine sound of Kun Kun are all in one.

All the cats caught sight of Haoran and his motorcycle, which was punctured like a meteor by the head of a violent monster.

"Ohhhh!?

The head of the black monster avatar blew away with a blow, and I was startled and raised my voice.

Surprised. I certainly didn't make it that strong an epidermis, but it was still a hell of a shock.

The weighted magnification of Hayasu (Haoran), who built up basic training in the tunnel, is now 10 times higher. Weight 60kg + bike 250kg = 10x 310kg so 3100kg = 3.1 tons. It's like a truck falling from the sky. Does that blow up?

Suddenly he remembered normal gravity and fell at a right angle to the ground. Drift turns sharply at the same time as landing to try to blow the engine again, but rattling and murmuring, the bike stopped.

(Haolan) I'm in a hurry to kick the body of the car with my leg, but I want you to treat him with some more care. That's because it's still a 50% complete prototype machine.

Performantly, it would be more fun to get a little more bumpy and get knocked out, but the bike seems to have stopped, and Hayama (Haoran) decided to get hit anyway because they seem to be at their limit.

Ugh, wow! They blew my head off! Damn, my head is weak!

Collapse the avatar of the black giant and fall flat on the ground in homeless uncle mode.

Huang Hu (Fanfu) rushes over, but I rise again to be manipulated by the black mud seeping from my body, and take an unnatural giant jump in wire action to escape. Disappeared in the valley of the building.

Huang Hu (Fanfu) is the first to chase him, and Dai (Taiyi) and Hao Ran (Hao Lan) also chase him after a beat late. but lost sight of it.

Dear Trinity, I think as I sneak a peek at how I regret or grieve.

I see. Is this how it feels to be the enemy boss in the system to run away and postpone the settlement even though he lost?

It feels good to do it as a percentage. Hahaha the stuffing is sweet, you idiot! That makes me want to scream.

Later Baba, who arrived with a decoy knife, will clean up well.

See you again, cats!

Then we'll settle for the next time we meet.

You keep your fangs sharpened!

Huhahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!