"Give me the money—"
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!!"
The high school student's heart was about to burst out of his chest. His body suddenly swelled like a bouncy ball, bouncing back onto the main road. The robbers viciously pursued him as he awkwardly rolled around in the rain, not even bothering to grab his umbrella.
"Save me!" he screamed unconsciously, "Save me, hero!!"
The three burly men stiffened upon hearing that, nervously scanning the surroundings. But no one came, no hero in person, none of his strange weapons, not even his followers. Besides them on this road, there was only one man with a bald head holding an umbrella.
The robbers laughed, incredibly arrogant, "Hero? Hahaha! He's done for, no one's coming to save you, you little dumbass!!"
The student who had turned into a ball also realized this, clutching his head in despair as he lay in a puddle, bracing himself for a beating. He heard the dull thuds of punches and kicks and screamed in agony, "Ah! Ah!—"
