Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-Six

The crowd around her was getting bigger and bigger, pushing her from all around, making it impossible for her to escape.She was stranded in public, waiting for the moment to be discovered. Emiko's first thought was to fight her way out, to fight for survival, even if there was no hope of escaping the crowd before overheating.I will never die like an animal.I will fight them.They will bleed. She suppressed her growing panic and tried to think.The crowd was getting bigger and bigger, everyone was trying to get closer to the leaflet posted on the lamppost.She's trapped among them, but so far, no one has noticed her.As long as she doesn't make any moves...

The stress of the crowd was almost to her advantage.The crowd was so crowded that no matter how panicked she was, she couldn't make the kind of motion that would expose her completely. Slowly and cautiously. Emiko leaned her body against the others and slowly pushed them away, while lowering her head, pretending to be a sobbing woman, shivering as if she was inexplicably saddened by this attack on the royal family.She stared at her feet, carefully looking for a way out in the crowd, slowly squeezed out of the crowd, and finally came to the periphery of the crowd.People on the street gathered in large or small groups, most of them were in tears, some sat on the ground, staring blankly at the street, at a loss.Emiko felt the same way.She remembered how she had felt watching Mr. Iwato board the airship, abandoning her on the streets of the City of Angels despite his claims of being kind to her.

Concentrate, she told herself exasperatedly.She has to get out of this place.She needs to lurk in alleys where no one is watching her.She needs the cover of darkness. There are pictures of you everywhere: on lampposts, in the streets, everywhere.Every flyer was surrounded by crowds.You have nowhere to go.She suppressed the thought.The alley was enough for her.Dive into the alley first, then come up with a new plan.She kept her head down, her eyes fixed on the ground, and tried her best to control her every movement, sobbing from time to time, and slowly moved to the alley next to her step by step.slower.Go slower.

"come here!" Emiko's body went numb all of a sudden, and she forced herself to raise her head slowly.A man is gesturing at her, he looks annoyed.She was about to speak in protest when someone behind her spoke. "What, is there anything you want to say to me, bastard?" A young man pushed her away and walked past her.He wore a yellow headband and clutched a handful of leaflets. "What are those things in your hand, bastard?" Others spread out in all directions, watching the battle from afar.The two men were yelling at each other and posing threateningly.Others also began to split into different camps, shouting and cheering for the side that supported them.Amid cheers from supporters, the older one slapped the younger one and tried to tear off his yellow headband. "You are not a loyal subject of Her Majesty's Queen. You are a traitor!" He snatched the leaflet from the young man, threw it on the ground and trampled it, "Get the hell out of here! Take those lies of that son of a bitch Pracha with you !” A gust of wind blew several leaflets into the crowd, and out of the corner of Emiko’s eye, she caught a glimpse of Akarat’s face on it, drawn with exaggerated brushstrokes in manga.In the painting, he is opening his mouth wide, ready to swallow the entire palace.

The young man was in a hurry, trying to pick up the leaflet, "This is not a lie! Akarat is preparing to force the queen to abdicate. This is an obvious fact!" Some in the crowd booed him while others yelled in support.The young man turned around and faced the crowd, "Akarat loves power. He always..." The older man kicked him in the ass from behind.The young man nearly fell to the ground, and this time, annoyed him, he attacked.Emiko took a breath in surprise.The lad is an excellent fighter, definitely a muay thai pro.He elbowed his opponent on the head, and the elder fell.The young man stepped on him and shouted something, but his words were drowned out by the shouts of the crowd.Some rushed forward and rained fists on him.His screams resounded throughout the street.

Emiko turned around and slipped out of the growing melee.No need to hide your movements anymore.She squeezed her way through the crowd as quickly as she could, pushing against each other, either helping others on the same side or trying to defend herself.At this time, it is completely impossible for these people to notice her.She stumbled out of the rioting crowd and plunged into a dark alley. Fighting spread along the street.Emiko looked for a place to hide.Behind her, she could hear glass shattering and the crowd screaming.She hid next to a broken weatherproof wooden box and covered herself with the litter that lay next to her: durian peels, broken vegetable baskets, fallen banana leaves, anything that would serve as concealment.The rioters chased each other through the alleys, yelling and cursing, and she just hid in place motionless.No matter which direction you look, you can only see faces distorted by anger.