I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

Without getting caught, I made it.

I walked out of the store with that barrette.First time stealing, first time committing a crime without anyone noticing.

Then I went straight home.

Because it was stolen, there is not even a single package.This seemingly simple gift made my sister very happy.

The moment I saw her smiling face, even the guilt was washed away.

It is impossible for the mother not to notice that the daughter has done such a thing.

It was clearly promised to be a secret gift, but my sister wore it on her body to visit her sick mother.

That's right, because my sister never imagined that I would give her something I stole as a gift.

At that time, I also saw my mother who was really angry.

My mother had never wanted to hit me before, but she slapped me that time.I didn't dare to look at my mother's face, so I had to lower my head, waiting for the next sharp pain.

Because I have never experienced it, and I can't imagine it, so I am a little nervous.

My mother raised her hand, and while waving, it drove the surrounding airflow. I could feel that the airflow hit me first before my mother's slap hit my face.I think I am ready, no matter how my mother teaches me, I will not resent.

but……

The slap didn't come down for a long time, and I didn't feel any pain.I waited for a long time before I secretly opened my eyes to look. My mother had already withdrawn her hands, her lips were tightly pressed, and she suppressed the sound of crying.

I panicked all of a sudden, and my sister was also stunned by the side, at a loss.

I wanted to go and hug my mother, because at that moment my mother looked thinner than usual.

I did the same, but just as I approached, my mother pushed me away.

She got up from the hospital bed and confiscated her sister's hairpin.I thought, the younger sister who was also crying into tears must not know what happened.

My mother, who was still unable to get out of the hospital, dragged me to the mall and made me kneel on the ground and beg the shopkeeper for forgiveness.

It was then that I first realized the depth of my sin.Whatever the reason, a crime is a crime.

In the end, the genial shopkeeper forgave me for not sending me to the police.

It was only because of this commotion that I became autistic, so I hid in my room in the second half of the third grade of middle school, listening to my mother's self-blame sigh every night...

In fact, I really wanted to go out and tell her that she was not wrong, because it was me who committed the crime.

But I don't have the courage, even if I have simulated the scene of countless conversations in my heart, I dare not say it.

Until one day, Mr. Hoshinomiya, one of the admissions directors of this school, gave me the courage to move on.She told me that this school will waive all my tuition and miscellaneous fees, and if I graduate from here, my future employment will be guaranteed.

I knew I couldn't go on depressed for a bit.In order to regain the smiles of my mother and sister, I will never run away again.

After Teacher Xingzhigong called me that day.

I must deal with it head-on!I made such an oath.

……

hmmm...

Why did you think of that again...

He patted his head a little to bring himself back to his senses.

Before I knew it, I was immersed in my own world again, obviously I came to the library to study with everyone today.

"Fan... Fanbo Sauce..."

"Eh? What's wrong Chihiro?"

Baibo Qianxun, my deskmate and best friend, is the first friend I made after coming to this school.

However, I always feel that sometimes Chihiro looks at me with a strange look... Is it an illusion? I'm not sure.

She who was sitting next to me shrank towards me, looking a little frightened, I had no choice but to hold her hand and give her psychological comfort.

"them……"

Chihiro stretched out his finger weakly, pointing in a direction, and I took advantage of the trend to look over.

Coincidentally, there was noise over there.

"What's your tone? So what if we're from Class D? Do you have any opinions?"

A boy with short red hair yelled at the other person, as if... There was a fight?

"No, no, no objection, I'm Yamawaki from Class C, please give me your advice!"

The boy who called himself Yamawaki smiled maliciously, and looked at the few people sitting at the same table as the red-haired boy: "How should I put it, this school is really good for classifying by strength, if you can I can't bear to study with people of the bottom like you."

Is this...a provocation?

"Huh? You bastard!"

Sure enough, the red-haired boy who didn't seem to be the gentle type couldn't take it anymore.

Chapter 414 Make trouble

"Hmm... so that's the case? But even so, this mistake was made because of her own selfish desires, right?"