Chapter 40 The Stray Child and Mine
Chapter 40 The Stray Child and Mine
Chapter 40 The Stray Child and Mine
"If you want it, forget it, I'll just give you a big meat bun. Boss, give this kid a big meat bun, it's on my tab."
The girl's smile, both cute and pitiful, stirred the middle-aged customer's compassion, and he said this to the steamed bun shop owner.
"Thank you, uncle. Thank you, boss."
Mine was overjoyed to receive the steaming hot buns, but she dared not let the headscarf on her head fall off.
The steamed bun was very hot, but she held it tightly in her hand and began to eat it with great eagerness.
After paying the bill, the guest seemed to have something to do and left immediately.
Seeing this, Mine quickly followed. The homeless children on the street corner stared at her unwillingly, but there was nothing they could do. They were afraid that if they tried to snatch the food, they would anger the adult who was giving out the buns.
"Phew~"
After finishing all the buns, Main finally breathed a sigh of relief; she had survived another day.
Ahead, the middle-aged man spotted her and turned to look at her.
Mine smiled again, bowed politely to thank the other party, but did not dare to continue.
Adults are dangerous. If you don't pay attention and completely trust someone's good intentions, you may be harmed after your true identity is revealed.
Mine turned into the alley next door. She had learned to beg during her life on the streets, but she would never beg from the same person repeatedly. This was to protect herself and not get too close to anyone who might hurt her.
"Hey, you're pretty arrogant!"
However, just because Mine doesn't get close to people who might hurt her doesn't mean that those who could hurt her won't get close to her.
"I didn't do anything."
Mine took a step back, but other homeless children were blocking her way.
Everyone else is waiting for the bun skin to eat, but you get to eat the big meat bun!
The child in front said somewhat resentfully.
"That was given to me by that customer."
"Hmph, he's clearly a mixed-race bastard, but he always manages to beg for food from adults by putting on a cute act."
"You can do that too."
Mine said, but her words only made the child who was blocking her even angrier.
"If we could have done it, we would have done it already!"
"Stop saying all this useless stuff, just tear off her headscarf and see if she can still beg for food after that."
"No, this is something my mother left me."
Mine quickly took off her headscarf and held it to her chest. Without the headscarf covering her face, her pink hair revealed that she was a child of foreign descent.
Give it to me!
The homeless children didn't care whether the headscarf was left to the other girl by her mother; they were just jealous that the mixed-race girl was doing better than them.
She's clearly a pink-haired freak, and she clearly has dirty, foreign blood...
Mine was being beaten, and clutching her headscarf, she tried to break free from the children surrounding her, but the homeless children relentlessly pursued her. They seemed to have reached a consensus on how to fight against the freak with foreign blood.
Mine was, after all, a little girl, and she was all alone. Surrounded and chased by a group of homeless children, she was soon surrounded again.
"Damn it, how did we get caught up in this long?"
The homeless children chasing the girl were panting heavily.
"I won't stay here anymore, please let me go, okay?"
"Mine pleaded."
"Of course not!"
There may be sympathy among the weak, but such sympathy will not extend to a notorious foreign people.
Even if Mine is of mixed race, it doesn't matter if the tribe of her father, who provided her with the foreign blood, has long been wiped out.
"Kill this foreign race!"
The homeless children swarmed around her, while the adults on the street watched the spectacle. Mine tried to ask the adults around her for help, but to no avail.
Because few people here like foreign tribes with a reputation for banditry, and there is no unity among these foreign tribes.
No one will help her, just like before, but it's not her fault that she has foreign blood.
Mine thought of her own mother, who was kidnapped by a foreign tribe, yet was still willing to treat her, the child born by accident, with gentleness after returning.
She recalled her experiences of being driven out of the village and becoming a homeless child after her mother's death.
The life I once lived under my mother's loving care felt like a dream.
But now, someone is even preparing to take away the only thing she can hold onto and dream from her.
"Please, don't take it away."
While being beaten, Mine made a weak plea.
But it was no use; the headscarf in her arms was still slowly pulled out.
"I got it!"
"She valued this headscarf so much, we tore it off."
"don't want!"
Just as the two boys each grabbed one side, preparing to tear off the dirty headscarf.
"Bang!"
Both of them were punched on the head.
"Ouch! Why did you hit us?"
If an adult is the one who does the hitting, they won't argue about it.
But now it's the children like them who are taking action.
"Because you are bullying people."
"That's just a mixed-race bastard."
"Bang!"
"It was because they were from a different ethnic group that we took action."
Both of them were punched in the head again. It was Broly and his group who intervened. They had just finished eating and drinking at the noodle shop and hadn't even walked two blocks when they saw the commotion.
They hadn't originally intended to intervene in the fights between homeless children in the city, but after hearing what the foreigners said, Broly and the others stopped in their tracks.
The reason is simple: they knew different ethnic groups like the Red Leaf Tribe and did not think that all different ethnic groups were bad.
Therefore, it is unacceptable for these homeless children to use their ethnicity as a pretext to unfairly bully another child by outnumbering them.
"Damn it, you guys aren't in cahoots with this bastard, are you?"
The boy, who had been punched again, began to question her.
"So what if we say yes?"
Akame, Kurome, and the others had already clenched their little fists; they weren't afraid of a group fight with other homeless children.
After all, with the formidable Broly as their backer, even Dangerous Beasts would be turned into food by the campfire. As for enemies like stray children, they could simply leave them to deal with.
"Damn it, beat these guys to a pulp!"
A brawl broke out, but it ended quickly; a group of ordinary homeless children were beaten to the ground.
"You all need to remember this."
The boy who gave the order to start the battle uttered a harsh remark and prepared to retreat with the others.
"Give the things back."
But Broly blocked his way and reached out to ask him for what he was holding.
"I'll tear this tattered headscarf..."
"If you tear it, I'll kill you before you can."
Broly clenched his little fist and said this to him earnestly.
[Romantic target discovered: Mine, current happiness level 0]
Broly rarely has the intention to kill other creatures without a ulterior motive, but there is one exception: when someone wants to harm a friend he approves of.
Although Mine is a girl Broly has only just met, her status as a potential wife recognized by Crystal Palace naturally gives Broly a boost in favorability.
If his friend hadn't stepped in to help and said he didn't need to do anything, something rather bloody might have happened.
Because Broly doesn't mind killing a life that has nothing to do with him just for the sake of his wife (meal ticket).
The boy wasn't afraid of Broly, but he was afraid of the group of other children behind Broly, who were watching him intently.
"Damn it, you can have this tattered headscarf if you want, but I don't want this junk."
In the end, the guy didn't dare tear the headscarf in his hand, so he threw it at Broly and ran away.
"Here you go."
Broly grabbed the headscarf, walked over to Mine, and returned it to her.
"Thanks."
[Main's happiness index is rising]
After Mine pulled the dirty headscarf into her arms and felt somewhat relieved, she fainted.
(End of this chapter)
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