Haruko, why did you bring so many things to the port? Oh, there are even men's clothes. Two girls wearing Kashima High School uniforms were carrying backpacks and walking from the road on the side of Kashima Port. One of them had a round face.
the petite and cute girl asked.
Shana, yesterday I saw a homeless man near the port. He was very pitiful. He seemed to have not eaten for many days and had no clothes on him. I originally wanted to give him a few days of old clothes, but when I came back, he was gone.
, so I wanted to come here today to see if he was still there. A girl with her hair in a ponytail, who looked extremely delicate and had a slight stoic temperament said.
Tramp, my God, Haruko, you are so brave. If it were me, I would not dare to approach them. Who knows if they will suddenly go crazy or carry some deadly germs with them. Shana said loudly.
It's not that exaggerated. If you are afraid, you can leave first. Haruko said.
Forget it, we're already here, I'd better follow you and take a look. If you encounter any danger, I can help you call the police.
Shana!
Hey, you’re kidding. Who doesn’t know that Haruko is a famous kendo girl in our school? It’s impossible that you can’t deal with a homeless person. Shana smiled and posed as if she was wielding a sword.
Tachibana Haruko shook her head helplessly.
Ignoring Shana, she walked into the port and came to the place where she met the homeless man yesterday. She looked around and her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly: No, he was sitting on that rock yesterday.
Haruko pointed to a rock on the beach.
Who knows, you said he was a homeless man, maybe he was washed away by the sea water. Shana shrugged her shoulders.
Shana, if you talk like this again, I'm going to be angry.
Okay, okay, Haruko, you also know that I like to joke, I will accompany you to find it, don't be angry. Shana quickly begged for mercy.
Haruko nodded.
The two people walked around the port and saw no one.
Haruko was a little disappointed. She should have left earlier if she had known it yesterday. She didn’t know why she was so impressed by the homeless man when she saw him. Maybe it was because of his eyes. She had never seen such innocence in a homeless man.
The eyes are without any impurities, just like the most shining black gems.
Haruko, it's getting dark now. Let's go. Maybe someone called the police and he was taken away by people from the rescue station. Shana said.
I hope so.
Haruko sighed, looked at the setting sun, and walked out of the port with Shana.
Just when they were about to go to the roadside and take the bus back.
They heard some cursing sounds.
Haruko followed the voice and looked over. In an alley near the port, three young men with black clothes and tattoos were beating a homeless man with stubbled hair and beard.
You are a bug in the garbage heap. I take you away because I think highly of you, but you dare not reply.
Speak, you mute.
Damn trash, if you don't speak anymore, we'll cut out your tongue.
The three people tried their best to greet the homeless man sitting there, but no matter how hard they hit him, the homeless man remained silent. The last young man with a nose ring pulled out a butterfly knife and threatened him fiercely.
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See this scene.
Shana was so frightened that she shrank up. She pulled Haruko's clothes hard and wanted to leave, but she didn't dare to open her mouth and disturb the three young men.
But Haruko was not pulled by her, but shouted angrily: Stop!
The three young men were startled by the sudden shouting, but when they looked up and saw only two girls in school uniforms in front of them, the three of them burst out laughing.
Little sister, what did you say?
I tell you to stop! Haruko shouted: Why are you bullying him, bullying a homeless man who has no power to fight back? Do you still deserve to be called men?
A trace of shame and anger appeared on the faces of the three people.
He was actually looked down upon by a little girl.
The young man standing at the front glanced over Haruko's face and body, revealing a hint of an evil smile: Little girl, you don't know whether we are men or not, you will know soon.
After saying that, he reached out and touched Haruko's face.
Haruko's eyes flashed with a cold light, she took a sharp step back, and at the same time slashed down hard with her right hand like a palm knife.
Snap!
The young man screamed, hugged his red and swollen wrist, and howled: Damn it, catch this stinky girl, I want her to look good.
The two young men behind him rushed towards Haruko from the left and the right.
Shana was so frightened that she kept screaming.
A trace of nervousness flashed across Haruko's face. Although she usually trained in kendo and often fought against others, she was always wearing protective gear and a wooden sword, which was completely different from this kind of bare-handed combat.
What's more, these two young men are adults and much taller.
However, Haruko still tried her best to calm down.
The steps kept swaying from side to side, and the usual training came into play. Although these two people were very tall, their movements had great loopholes, allowing Haruko to dodge their attacks with her light and flexible footwork.
She shouted loudly, seized an opportunity, and struck the hand of the young man on the left with another palm knife, causing him to scream in pain and retreat.
Then he dodged the attack of the young man on the right and struck him on the back with a palm, beating him to pieces.
The success of the attack.
Haruko's confidence greatly increased. It turned out that the sword was so powerful in actual combat, but these three people were not as strong as she thought.
Three people surrounded Haruko, but Haruko was beaten by one person and kept screaming.
Even Shana couldn't help but cheer.
As for the homeless man sitting there, watching the four people fighting in front of him, his dull eyes suddenly showed a slight fluctuation, and his hands subconsciously moved, and he actually used the same sword technique as Haruko.
Smelly girl, go to hell.
The three young men became so angry that they were knocked down several times by Haruko. They all became furious. One young man took out a butterfly knife and slashed at Haruko.
Stab!
Haruko's clothes were scratched and she almost bled.
Seeing the other party using a knife made Haruko finally panic. She was just a girl after all. Although she had experience in kendo practice, she had never touched a real sword or spear.
When he saw the knife coming, he made mistakes in his nervous movements and fell to the ground.
The knife slashed her face.
Shock and fear suddenly appeared in Qingzi's eyes.
