The Coercion of Scum

"Yes, that's the case, that's what I said, isn't this taken for granted? What am I thinking about...hahahaha..."

She touched the back of her head awkwardly and smiled shyly.

Somehow, is it sour? No, no, illusion, it should be that this girl had an over-consciousness at first, thinking that she was unique, and then she was beaten back to reality. Everyone has to face reality.

After sending her to the door, I took the door and started to lock it.

Sydney made a surprised voice again.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

"Send you home."

I said it for granted.

"But I am not a kid anymore."

"You are more troublesome than a kid."

"Senior bad guys!"

"what did you say?!"

Boom.

I flicked her forehead again.

And Sydney crouched down as I wanted.

"Senior, you are too much!"

"You don't understand and appreciate you too much. Talking is an art. You should study hard."

When I got to the side of the road, I asked her.

"Where is your home?"

"Uh, this direction."

She hesitated for a while, and pointed in a direction.

I slapped her on the back of the head.

"Idiot, are you telling me to walk over? I just plan to use the taxi-hailing software to order a car for you."

"Woo, that's not going to cost the seniors again, I'm sorry!"

"Stop talking nonsense!!"

I stared with fierce eyes, and under pressure, Sydney finally whispered an address.

And after I was positioned, a car drove over soon.

Opening the back door for her, I shook my head impatiently at her.

"Go in."

"Uh...but this ride-hailing company has reported that the driver molested a female passenger..."

"Don't take the small probability event seriously."

"Yes Yes."

She slowly got into the car under my repeated urging.

Looking back at me, Sydney waved weakly.

"That... goodbye, senior."

"Well, by the way, you will meet me at the school gate at 7:30 tomorrow."

"Eh? Is it so early?"

"Less long-winded, just to help you walk through the lonely circles that you appeared in."

"Yes, it is!"

Snapped!

While she was still showing an obedient and excited expression, I slapped the door directly, and then started the car, transporting the frustrated girl into the distance.

Staring at the disappearing car, I muttered "I shouldn't be molested" and returned to my home.

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The next morning, I woke up half an hour earlier and arrived at the school gate at 7:32.

Because it was not too early, there was also a bustling flow of people at the door.

And beside a tree near the school gate, Sydney was leaning uncomfortably beside her, and she in her school uniform was looking around, waiting for someone.

And after seeing me slowly approaching, she immediately walked to my side with an anxious expression on her face.

"Senior, you are late!"

"good morning……"

"I've been standing here and don't know what to do, like a fool, it's too much."

"You have always been a fool."

"How can this be done, it hurts!"

After bouncing my forehead this time, I didn't let her squat down, but pulled her sleeves and walked a little farther from the school gate.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

There is a corner ahead. As soon as I stopped, Sydney looked at me in confusion.

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"have eaten."

"Oh, then this one is for you."

I took out a bag of brown chocolate sandwich bread from my backpack, with a strawberry on the top as garnish.

Taking the bread blankly, Sydney teased.