Kimura recalled the memory of the prince.
When meeting the prince for the first time in a department store, Kimura thought that he would never see the junior high school student again.
However, as if attracted by an invisible magnetic force, within two weeks, Kimura had another relationship with the prince.
On this day, Kimura was also with Xiaoshe. They sent Kimura's parents, Xiaoshe's grandparents, to the nearest station and were on their way home.
Kimura's parents came over one day ago, saying they were here to attend a classmate reunion held in Tokyo, stayed in a small hotel near Kimura's apartment, and took Xiao Shi, who came back from kindergarten, to the toy store, saying fondly, "I'll buy anything I want. "Xiao She is introverted, apparently frightened by his grandparents' "buy it for you, buy it for you" offensive.In the end, Xiao She seemed to be satisfied with just taking the balloons from the store. Grandpa sighed exaggeratedly, and blamed Kimura, saying: "It's because you didn't buy him anything that he became such a child without desire. Poor , oh, it's so pitiful."
"Xiao She was born like that." Kimura explained, but they didn't listen to it, and brought out the divorced woman from Kimura to sarcastically say: "When she was here, Xiao She was a little innocent, at least he knew to beg for toys." "It's because you are sloppy that she ran away." "No, she owed a lot of debt herself, so she had to run away." "Obviously I can't stand you as a drunkard." "At that time, I didn't Drink so hard." It was true.When his wife was still there, although Kimura was just as lazy, he didn't live in such a way that he couldn't leave his hands with alcohol.If he had been drinking like this at that time, his wife would have been worried about Xiao She, and it was impossible to give him custody.
"You only have wine in your eyes."
"Don't just bite the bullet,"
As a result, grandpa said with a serious face, "you will know it by looking at it" and "you will know it by smelling it".Thinking about it carefully, since Kimura was a child, his father has always loved such a firm insistence.You can tell just by looking at it, the bad part of a person stinks to death, and it will be revealed after two or three strokes-he always advocates this arrogantly, but in the eyes of his son, he only thinks it is the prejudice of the old man, which is not pleasing to the eye.A Xi, who often came to play at home when he was a child, also smiled wryly: "Brother Kimura always said 'that guy stinks' and 'this guy stinks too'."
"And then I always fart." It was grandma who replied.
After buying the toys, the group went to a large park with lots of sports and play equipment.Sitting on the bench, Kimura watched Xiao She drag the panting grandma to the high slide.He let out a sigh of relief: he can finally get rid of Xiao She, and relax for a while.He was about to take the bottle of brandy out of his pocket when his hand was caught by Grandpa.Grandpa didn't know when he was sitting next to him.
"What are you doing?" Kimura said angrily in a low voice, but Grandpa was unmoved.Although his head is full of white hair, he looks like an old man, but his muscular body is as immovable as a mountain, and his grip is also strong.The hand grip became stronger and stronger, and Kimura couldn't take it anymore, so he let go of the small bottle. Grandpa grabbed the bottle and said, "Do you know what alcoholism is?"
"Just like me."
"Hey, you are still mild, but if you go on like this, you will definitely become a hopeless alcoholic. Do you know what kind of state alcoholism is?" Grandpa returned the small bottle that he had stolen.Kimura took the bottle and replied: "People who love to drink and drink a lot, right?"
"To put it in a general way, but since it is called poisoning, it is a disease. This is different from liking to drink and drinking a lot. As long as you take a sip, you will drink forever. It is no longer a matter of perseverance or patience. .It’s called alcoholism if you can’t stop it. It also has something to do with your physique. This kind of person will die as long as he drinks.”
"Since it's a matter of genetics, it's the same with Dad, right? No, it's still Mom's genes?"
"We don't drink. Do you know why? Because we know there is absolutely no cure for alcoholism."
"How could it not be cured?"
"There seems to be something called the A10 nerve in the brain."
Luo Yi is dead, why does this old man come to class?Kimura made a gesture of picking out his ears.
"Then there is an experiment, which uses a device that stimulates the A10 nerve as long as the rod is pressed. Then do you know what people would do?"
"How would I know?"
"Will keep pressing the pole."
"What's the meaning?"
"As long as the A10 nerve is stimulated, the brain will feel refreshed. In other words, you can easily get pleasure when you press the pole. So people will repeat this action constantly. It's like monkeys can't control themselves and masturbate non-stop. And this This kind of pleasure seems to be very similar to the sense of accomplishment when eating something delicious or completing a job."
"So what?"
"As long as you drink, you will stimulate the A10 nerve."
"So what?"
"Just drink and get a sense of accomplishment even though you're not doing anything. It's so easy, isn't it? It's easy, it's comfortable. Then what happens next? It's like pressing on the pole all the time." , can only keep drinking. And then keep doing this, the brain will deform."
"Brains deform?"
"Once you get there, you can't go back. Once you've got alcohol, you're stuck with the switch turned on. Let's say there's an alcoholic who's been abstaining from alcohol for a long time. The symptoms of intoxication are gone and he can live a normal life. But ah, as long as that guy takes a sip of wine, there is no doubt that from that moment on, he will be inseparable from alcohol again. Because the brain is still the same as it was before. It is not a matter of endurance or willpower. The brain has been It became like that. As long as a man sees a woman's naked body, his pupils will dilate reflexively. Just like this, he can't help himself. This is the mechanism of dependent symptoms."
"What kind of mechanism, don't show off that kind of fake knowledge. So what? Let me tell you, brandy has existed since the time of Mesopotamian civilization, and it is a drink with a long history."
"Let me tell you, do you still have doubts about the veracity of that statement? If you are so obsessed with listening to information, sooner or later you will suffer. Listen, the only way to recover from alcoholism is to quit drinking forever. As long as One sip and it’s over. Besides, the sense of accomplishment can’t be obtained by alcohol or drugs, it can only be obtained by working hard. If pleasure can be easily obtained, the human body will start to rely on addiction.”
"What is dependence and addiction, and I'm showing off there again."
"In short, you can also learn from me, just work. The achievements obtained through labor are very healthy." Grandpa said rudely.
"What kind of job, it sounds so nice, you are just a warehouse manager in a supermarket." Ever since Kimura was sensible, his parents lived a life of almost seclusion.They work in a nearby supermarket, but that's just part-time work, so Kimura hates their inconspicuous work and inconspicuous life of earning money from the bottom of his heart.
"Don't look down on the warehouse manager. My job is to manage the inventory and order the goods." Grandpa said with his nostrils open. "Compared to me, you haven't worked seriously, have you?"
"Hey, don't I work well in the security company now?"
"Indeed, that's a great job. It's bad." Grandpa apologized honestly. "But before that, you haven't been working, have you?"
"Don't mention the past. If you want to say, didn't everyone have a job when they were in junior high school? And before I became a security guard, I was also working."
"What job?" Grandpa looked at him solemnly, and Kimura was startled.What he did in the past was the inhuman work of accepting the entrustment of others and taking people's lives with guns.If you say it, even this old man will feel the responsibility of being a parent.Kimura almost slipped his tongue in the bickering, but he still hesitated, there is no need to let his parents who are over sixty and entering the second half of life know more bad facts.
"Anyway, 80% is not something that can be advertised loudly, right?"
"You 'know it' again?"
"That's right."
"I'm afraid that if I say it, I will scare you to death, so it's better not to say it."
"Hey, your dad was also crazy when he was young."
"It's not that kind of dimension." Kimura smiled wryly.There is nothing more boring than listening to elders brag about their hard work and madness in the past.
"Anyway, stop drinking."
"Thank you dad for worrying about my body."
"I'm not worried about your body, I'm worried about Xiao She. You must be very tenacious. Even if you trample on it with your shoes or wipe it on the floor, you won't die."
"Am I a cockroach? If I'm crushed by a shoe, even I will die." Kimura laughed.
"Listen well, for Xiao She's sake, never drink again."
"I also want to quit drinking for Xiao She." Kimura said, but his hand had already turned the cap of the small bottle off. "Just said that's it." Grandpa lamented. "I'll say it again, the only cure for alcoholism is to get rid of it. The only way is to quit drinking forever."
"Anyway, I stink of alcohol."
Grandpa stared straight at Kimura: "It's okay if the wine stinks, but if people stink too, you'll be finished." He twitched his nose and said.
"Yes yes yes." Kimura brought the small bottle with the lid to his mouth.Maybe it was because Grandpa's advice was still in his ears, he was a little hesitant, and only took a small bite in his mouth.Feeling the alcohol secretion into his head, twisting and deforming his head like a sponge, he couldn't help but shudder.
After saying goodbye to his grandparents at the station that day, Kimura and Xiaoshe turned back together.Walk through old shopping streets and walk through residential areas.
"Ah, someone is crying, Dad." Xiao She said as he passed the path next to the closed down gas station.Although Kimura held Xiaoshe's hand, he was absent-minded because he was thinking about his father's stay.Alcoholism can't be cured, the words linger in his mind.Kimura originally thought that even if he is now in a state of poisoning, as long as he receives treatment, he can still continue to drink.For example, sexually transmitted diseases, swollen genitals, although sexual intercourse is not possible during this period, but as long as it is cured, you can continue to enjoy yourself.He thought it was the same.But if what the old man said was true, alcoholism was not the same as venereal disease.Alcoholism can't be cured, and you can't drink alcohol for the rest of your life.
"Hello, Dad." Xiao She called again, and Kimura looked at Xiao She, following his gaze.Behind the roped-off gas station, between the fence and the building, a group of people in school uniforms gathered.
There are four people in total.
Two people each grabbed the arms of one of them, preventing him from moving.Another stood opposite the man.The restrained male student had a miserable expression on his face, and he was about to cry and said, "Hey, don't do this!"
"Hey, Dad, are they all right?"
"Hey, it's all right. The big brothers have their own problems to solve."
Kimura wanted to just pass by.Even when I think back to when I was in middle school, I used to bully others like this, and yelled insidiously from the sidelines.Kimura himself was on the side of the bullying, so he knew that even if it wasn't a big deal, it would happen with no major motive or opportunity.People have to stand in a position superior to others to be at ease, and to realize their own safety by abusing others.Humans have this quality——Kimura explained it this way.
"Wait a minute, are you all guilty of the same crime? Why am I the only one suffering?" He heard one of the teenagers yelling.A junior high school student whose hands were restrained.
Kimura stopped and looked again.The student whose arms were caught had short hair dyed brown, wore a shortened uniform, and had a muscular physique.Maybe it's not bullying the weak, but perhaps causing internal strife.Kimura showed a little interest.
"What can I do? That guy will jump, it's because you did too much." The man in uniform who grabbed his right arm pouted and said.With a round face and a broad forehead, he looks like a rock, but still has a bit of childishness.
Junior high school students are actually just children.It is precisely because a group of little kids are acting violently that it makes people feel unrealistic.
"I'm not the only one forcing him, everyone has a share, right? Before I posted the video online, that guy said he wanted to die!"
"Didn't the prince tell you to stop before you really killed him? The prince was so angry." said the man in uniform who was in charge of grabbing his left arm.
Prince——Kimura was surprised when he heard this name he had heard before, but he was more concerned about the words "want to die" and "really forced him to death".
"As long as you get electrocuted, you'll get it. Just bear with it."
"Who wants it!"
"Think about it carefully." The man in uniform who said this was the tallest of the four. "What if you refuse here? We're all going to get electrocuted. You're going to be electrocuted, and we are going to be electrocuted. We'd hate you for that. But if you carry it all by yourself , won’t we thank you? You have to be shocked anyway, which one is better? It’s better to be hated by us, or to be thanked by us?”
"Then just treat it as having been electrified. Just insist to the prince that it has been electrified."
"Do you think it won't be exposed?" The tall middle school student said with a wry smile. "Are you confident that you won't be discovered by the prince?"
"Wait a minute, junior high school students." Kimura deliberately said in a serious tone, walking between the wall and the building.Xiao She was also followed by his father. "Did you bully your classmates to death?" Kimura approached and said. "Admiration." He nodded jokingly.
The middle school students looked at each other in blank dismay.The three-on-one composition collapsed, and they quickly turned back into four friends, guarding against Kimura.
"Uh, what's the matter?" The tall man in uniform asked with a straight face.His face is so red, is it because of nervousness and restlessness?Or are you simply angry?Although he didn't know clearly, Kimura also felt that it was really hard for him to bluff. "What's the matter?"
"What's the matter, isn't this situation too unusual?" Kimura said, pointing to the junior high school students who had been deprived of their freedom. "What do you mean by being electrocuted? Electric shock? Is it a game?"
"I do not understand what you're saying."
"You guys are too loud, I heard everything. You bullied your classmates to the point of committing suicide, right? That's too much. Is this a review meeting now?" Kimura said, and Xiao She on the side pulled his hand worriedly. "Shall we go home?" he whispered uneasily.
"Luo Yang, take the child and get out of here."
"Who is the prince you speak of?"
In an instant, the faces of the four junior high school students turned pale.Like hearing some terrible spell, that made Kimura more interested.But at the same time—or at last, he remembered the junior high school student he had met in the department store.
"Oh, that's it, the prince is that guy. Hey, aren't you guys from the toilet? They were also having a secret meeting at that time. 'The prince will be angry if this continues, what should I do'?" Kimura teased They, think of the prince they met before. "Where is the guy who looks like the young master so scary?" He said.
The four were silent.
A tall male student holds a plastic bag from a convenience store in his hand.With a lunge, Kimura snatched the bag.It happened so suddenly, the tall male student had no time to react, he was startled, and desperately reached out to snatch it back.With a quick flash of Kimura's body, he grabbed the middle school student's hand with his left hand, clenched his little finger and twisted it.Screams sounded.
"Break your fingers. Stop looking down on adults. Do you think I have lived longer than you? I have endured several times more boring time than you. Do you know how many other people's little fingers I have broken?" Kimura lightly said these threatening words, and handed over the snatched paper bag to Xiao She. "What's in it?"
"Hey, stop!" The middle school student became nervous, and Kimura threatened: "If you dare to move, I will break this guy's fingers. I will do what I say."
"Dad, what is this?" Xiao She took out the utensil from the plastic bag.It's a simple device that looks like a remote control car controller, with a pole and a few wires on it.
"What is this?" Kimura let go of the middle school student's fingers and picked up the instrument. "Like an N-rail power supply."
When Kimura was in elementary school, there was a classmate from a rich family who owned many model railways and often showed off the models of trains running on them. Kimura saw it at his home.This instrument is very similar to the power supply used to electrify the railway.Or that's what it looks like.There are two wires on it with something like tape attached to the end.And the power cord. "What is this for?"
Even if asked, the junior high school students remained silent.
Kimura stared at the instrument.Looking to the side, there are sockets under the wall of the building.It is probably a power supply for outdoor working machines.There is a rain-proof cover on the top and a jack on the bottom.
"Hey, is that the one? Are you planning to insert the plug into it, then stick the wire to other people, and shock them?" Kimura said, feeling a little confused.When Kimura was in middle school, he used props to bully others, but it was only for beating.It never occurred to him to torture people with electrical outlets.Moreover, this machine looks like it has been modified for electric shocks, and it feels like it is used quite frequently. "Do you do this kind of thing often?"
This is no longer the level of violence or bullying, it is torture using machines.
"Hey, what is this? Is it the prince's interest?"
"Do you know the prince?" The junior high school student who was caught originally asked timidly.
"I also ran into him in a department store a while ago. I was there when you all cried in the toilet of the department store with solemn expressions that your Highness would be angry."
"Ah!" The tall middle school student seemed to have just realized that he had seen Kimura.The other three seemed to remember that Kimura was the drunken man who came to stir up trouble at that time.
"At that time, Takuya-san became an archery target." Kimura said the name that was accidentally left in his memory. "Student Zhuo Ye was scared to death, saying that if he didn't obey His Royal Highness's order, His Royal Highness would be angry. It's so scary, so scary."
They all looked at each other and discussed silently.After a while, the round-faced junior middle school student still had a straight face, and said, "I heard that Zhuo also died."
Don't talk too much! ——The other three stared at him palely.
"What is dead? A metaphor?" Kimura really didn't want to admit that he was afraid, so he began to play tricks. "Is it like the death of rock and roll? Professional baseball is dead, Takuya-san is dead."
The faint smiles that appeared on the faces of the junior high school students were not looking down on Kimura, but seemed to feel sympathy and disappointment for his unreliability.
"Isn't he really dead? Is that so, what you just said about jumping off is talking about Takuya-san?" Kimura sighed.I can't stand how such a gloomy thing happened to me. "I told you, it's over when you die."
"Dad, I'm leaving." Also because Xiao She was holding his hand beside him, Kimura thought it would be the best policy to leave, and it wasn't such an interesting thing, so he turned around.
But the voice rang: "Uncle, help us!" Kimura looked back, and saw that the faces of the four middle school students were pale and their lips were trembling. "Uncle!" The tall man shouted, and at the same time said with a round face, "Help us find a way!" The remaining two sang together: "Save us!" Of course, they should not have decided like a talent show. The order of the lines.They were calling for help out of their own volition, and their voices overlapped by accident, and this fully showed their sincere expectations, and even Kimura couldn't help being shaken. "I thought you were going to fight fiercely, but this time you are asking for help. What do you mean?"
The middle school student has completely turned into a fragile boy, pouring out words that he can't tell whether it is complaints or pleadings like a dike.
"Anyway, uncle is not a serious office worker, is he?"
"Help us get rid of the prince!"
"We'll all be killed by him!"
"This is so wrong. Everyone in our school is out of order. It's all the prince's fault!"
Kimura felt annoyed, and waved the four of them away. "Whispering, what are you doing?" He felt terrified, as if he had lowered the hook half-playfully, only to catch a frighteningly large fish, and almost dragged himself into the water.
"Okay, I'll kill the prince." Kimura said hastily, out of a joke.As a result, the expressions of the middle school students were openly bright, which made Kimura panic.He looked around.This is the gap between the wall and the building, but it can be seen clearly from the road behind.In the eyes of passers-by, maybe it looks like a father and son being threatened by junior high school students, or is the man with the child teaching the junior high school students? "You pay one million each, and I'll take it."
The junior high school students showed interest even in the terms of rejection, and it was surprising that they actually calculated the one million yen cost as a real amount.Kimura was in a hurry: "I lied to you. Needless to say, I'm just kidding. Go to your parents and discuss it. Since you are so afraid of that Prince, go to your parents for help. You can also ask your teacher."
The junior high school students suddenly made a muffled and murmured voice, and looked like they were about to cry.
"You guys are so desperate, it's scary. I don't want to talk about it." Kimura looked down, and Xiao She was staring at him.Kimura wondered what he was looking at, it turned out to be the bottle in his hand.Holding the bottle of brandy in his hand.When did I take it out?Puzzled, Kimura closed the lid.Since the lid can be closed, it means that it has been opened.Completely unconscious.Without even realizing it, I took out the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank.Kimura resisted the urge to smack his lips.Xiao She looked at him worriedly and sadly.
If he was forced like this by a junior high school student——Kimura began to make excuses.In such a situation, how can you calm down without drinking some wine?Drinking at this time and keeping calm are also necessary actions to protect Xiao She.Yes, these wines are necessary.Putting the wine in your mouth is like harvesting rain from the dry land. Nutrients are secreted into all the nerves in your body, and you feel that your head has become clearer. "Look, what's wrong with alcohol?" Even such thoughts came to me.Whether it is poison or medicine, it all depends on how it is used.
"Zhuoye's father..." a person whispered. "Zhuo Ye's father was fired by the company last month."
"What are you talking about?" Kimura frowned at the nonsensical words. "Isn't Zhuo the student who died?"
"Before Zhuoye died. Zhuoye's father was arrested for attacking girls in our school. This incident was exposed, and Zhuoye's father was fired from the company."
"I don't know what he did to the junior high school students, but that's what he did to himself?" Kimura said with his nostrils wide open.But seeing their hesitation and pondering what to say, I had no choice but to speak again: "Could it be...that was designed by you? You couldn't frame that father named Zhuoye, right?"
They didn't negate, feeling meant affirming.
"Actually, is his father innocent?"
They still haven't denied it.
"I don't know how you guys do it, but is that even possible?"
"That girl was just doing what the prince said." The round-faced middle school student whispered.
"Because Zhuoye's father started to investigate the prince's affairs."
"If you want to resist His Highness, you will be fabricated into a sexual assault incident? Your Highness even imagined such a thing? Your Highness is really smart, cruel and ruthless." Kimura half-jokingly said, but all four middle school students nodded.They deeply felt the prince's ruthlessness.
"Three teachers have already resigned." One person murmured.
"One is depression, one is salty pig's hand, and the other is accident."
"Don't tell me you did it all?"
The middle school student didn't answer.
"But, even if this is the case, there is no need to be afraid of it. As long as you unite and attack together, His Royal Highness can be killed in two or three hits, right? Am I right?" Judging from the physique, The prince didn't feel strong either.Even if that boy is actually a master of fighting, as long as many people join forces, it shouldn't be a problem.
The reaction of the four people was very strange.They seem to have heard some unexpected proposal, and they froze in place.Like in surprise: what the hell is this guy talking about?
That's how it is - Kimura thought to himself.These junior high school students have never had such an idea.It never occurred to them to confront the prince, reversing such a position.
Kimura remembered the cases he had taken before.He was in charge of monitoring someone who had been kidnapped and imprisoned.In a dark old apartment room, the man was stripped almost naked, unable to speak, and in a daze.Kimura was watching TV, drinking, and killing time in the next room, but there was something weird to him at that time.The man's hands and feet were not restrained, and the room was not locked.What's even more exaggerated is that even the entrance door is open, so you can come in and out freely.So Kimura kept wondering: "Why didn't that person escape?"
The man who answered his question was the man who took turns watching Kimura at work.He said, "You know about learned helplessness?"
"Learned helplessness?" Kimura asked back.
"Originally, it seemed to be an experiment with electric shocks on dogs. The experiment arrangement was that as long as the dogs jumped up, they could escape the electric shocks. Normally, dogs should escape, right? But if before that, let the dogs experience that no matter what they do, they can't escape the electric shocks , then the dog will never try to escape again."
"Will you give up?"
"In a nutshell, once you've been taught that you're helpless, even in a situation where you just need to work harder to save yourself, you'll just sit and wait. It's the same with people. It's the same with domestic violence. Mothers will let themselves be beaten. Because already It instills a sense of helplessness."
"So..." Kimura looked towards the room where the man was imprisoned.
"That's right. That guy won't run away. He thinks he can't. Humans don't act according to logic. The most fundamental part is animal instinct."
Is it like that?
Kimura looked at the junior high school student in front of him.They have decided that it is impossible to bring down the prince by their own strength.Have they been taught something?There may have been many times before that companions and adults suffered from the prince's instructions.Did the cumulative experience instill in them a sense of helplessness?Electric shock is also one of the reasons.I don't know what kind of electric shock it was or what the prince ordered, but the electric shock may have oppressed their spirits.
Upon closer inspection, the four middle school students were all too young.Although they deliberately pay attention to haircuts, trimmed eyebrows, and desperately groomed their appearance, they are full of anxiety inside, just like puppies.An expression of desperately fighting for the territory of the small world.
It might be surprisingly easy to manipulate these guys - Kimura thought.Then he realized that it should not be involved any longer.When you see an abandoned dog barking sadly with wet eyes, it's best to ignore it. "Hey, figure it out for yourself."
"Uncle, save us!" He heard the round-faced middle school student say.
Xiao She held Kimura's hand anxiously. "Let's go, let's go home." He pulled Kimura's hand and said.
"Who cares about you? Goodbye." Kimura realized that he drank the whole bottle of wine unknowingly, and was very embarrassed. "Hey, try to become a great adult." He dropped this sentence and left.
"Hello, uncle."
Hearing the sound, Kimura woke up.It took him a while to realize he was in the Shinkansen.Although he was not completely asleep, he dozed off in a trance, so the prince's face emerging from the side was like a phantom crawling out of memory.
"Hey, uncle, now is not the time to sleep leisurely. Aren't you worried about what will happen to you next?"
"What's there to worry about? I'm tied up like this, I can't do anything. Isn't it?"
"Even if this is the case, you'd better have a sense of crisis. Although I ambush uncle on the Shinkansen, the purpose is not to hold hands with uncle and travel happily in the Northeast."
"Isn't it? Let's go together. How about eating cold noodles in Morioka? My treat."
The prince didn't even smile: "I have something to ask uncle."
"Don't talk about it."
"Come on. I can't bear the pain of a child lying in a hospital bed."
Kimura felt a heaviness in his stomach, and at the same time, a blood-boiling anger gushed out. "What do you want me to do?"
"What I want you to do in Morioka, I'll tell you when it's almost here."
"Are you trying to make me anxious?"
"But uncle doesn't want to know who I want you to kill, does he?"
Kimura resisted the urge to smack his lips.It feels like the prince can say dangerous remarks so nonchalantly because he is young and ignorant, but he also thinks it is because he is too old. "Who? Who do you want me to kill?"
"Let's save the fun for later." After the prince finished speaking, he bent down and began to pull the cloth belt wrapped around Kimura's ankle.
"Oh, are you going to let me go?"
"Listen well, if uncle acts rashly, uncle's children may suffer. Even if I untie the belt, uncle will not be free. Don't forget, if you can't contact me, the children in the hospital will see you again."
The reflexive anger made Kimura tremble all over: "Hey, did you check your phone properly?"
"what?"
"It's miserable if you don't answer the phone, isn't it?" Kimura frowned.
"Ah, yes. I almost forgot. If I don't answer after ten rings, my uncle's child will be in the same situation. That's right."
"If you dare to tell me something and accidentally miss the phone call, I will never forgive you."
"Uncle, that's not important," continued the prince nonchalantly. "I have something else to ask uncle for help."
"Will you beat your shoulder?"
"I want my uncle to accompany me to get something." The prince said, pointing to the rear compartment.
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