"Um...Sakura, I don't think we should worry about the umbrella." Kazuya saw that Haruka kept her head down and said nothing, thinking that she was still planning to take revenge on the person who stole her umbrella, so he whispered a word of advice.
If she doesn't retaliate, she will feel aggrieved .But revenage will only make the situation worse. He felt that based on her situation, the top priority is to ease the relationship between classmates, otherwise there will be more and more cold violence and pranks. Bullying people don't just beat and scold, there are ways that are even worse than that.
It is possible that he was infected by Naotaka and developed this bad habit to persuade others.
"Huh? Why?" Haruka raised her head, not knowing what kind of mind he had to suddenly say this.
"Sakura, have you ever heard of a saying? People have to adapt to the environment, and never wait for the environment to adapt to you. Relationships are also one of the main factors that make up our living environment. I think it is necessary to live in harmony with your classmates."
Kazuya was just kind-hearted and what he said was quite tactful. Based on the relationship between them, he could only remind her that the world did not revolve around her. After all, his relationship with the Sakura family has become quite strong. He couldn't just watch Haruka become a low-level member who is subjected to cold violence and bullying at school.
But Haruka's crescent eyes narrowed. What does this guy mean? Is he saying that she isn't popular and preaching to her?
The izakaya that sustains the family's livelihood has suddenly experienced a major crisis. She was actually under a lot of pressure these days. This alone was enough to annoy her, and the umbrella that was placed in the cupboard today was taken away by some bastard, which made her even more annoyed. She felt that the whole world was against her.
Now Kazuya was here preaching for no apparent reason, as if everything was her fault, which made her mood take a turn for the ten times worse.
Was it my fault that my umbrella was stolen? She began to gather her anger.
If Kazuya dared to talk nonsense again, she would be ready to have a fierce fight with him. She has never been a person who swallows her anger. If Kazuya hadn't beaten her before, she might have jumped up and gave him an uppercut at this moment.
Fortunately, Kazuya didn't plan to say any more. He thought it was enough to remind her of this kind of thing, and he could barely help Naotaka take care of his daughter. As for whether she listened or changed, he had no control over it.
If there is a cause, there will be a result. People are ultimately responsible for their own words and actions. If she insists on running wildly on the road of seeking death, he can only offer her two sticks of incense during the holidays.
He didn't continue to talk, and Haruka either. She kept her anger meter full but didn't have a chance to use her moves. She pursed her mouth into a line and her cheeks Two small pear dimples were exposed.
Soon the two people arrived at the bus stop, and a bus happened to be slowly stopping. Kazuya quickly walked a few steps and sent her into the bus. After getting in the car, Haruka chose a seat by the window and sat down. She stared at Kazuya through the glass.
Kazuya couldn't see her face when walking normally. The height difference was too big, so he could only see the hair on the top of her head. At this moment, he suddenly realized that her eyes were full of anger for no reason. However, he still smiled and gently waved his hand to say goodbye to her.
But seeing his relaxed look, Haruka's anger suddenly increased by a third. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, opened the bus window and pointed at his big head. "I just like people to be afraid of me! I just like people to hate me! Those people are not important to me at all, why should I care about their feelings! It's better for them to hate me, and I hate them too! What am I doing wrong?"
She was under too much pressure and felt aggrieved and out of control. She shouted and was taken away by the bus, while Kazuya stood dumbfounded at the bus stop. The looks from around him made him feel slightly embarrassed.
Did this damn little radish forget to take her medicine again? What's wrong with her suddenly?
He shook his head and left, beginning to reflect on what he had just said that made her unhappy. He had developed some good habits during this period of reading books and he would reflect on himself when he had nothing to do.
But he just said a few words and it was already very tactful.
It will be helpful to make friends with three kinds of people: those who are upright, those who are trustworthy, and those who are knowledgeable. Maybe she is the kind of person who cannot be regarded as a good friend. The mistake in this matter was that he treated her as a friend, and was too meddlesome.
Be careful in the future and don't be casual to his good intentions.
Kazuya thought about it all the way back to the apartment. As he was going upstairs, he saw a man and a woman hugging each other and laughing on the stairs. They were walking very slowly and flirting. The stairs in this kind of low-cost apartment building were so narrow that they twisted around and blocked the corridor, making him unable to pass.
He took a closer look and found that there was an acquaintance among them. The woman is Yoko's mother, Yumi. She was a little half-drunk and squirming in the arms of the man. Maybe she just got back from bar.
Although they have known for almost two months, Kazuya was still confused about this woman's age. He could only roughly estimate that she was around thirty years old. But the man next to him must be in his early twenties at most and is handsome, wearing a suit and leather shoes, a gold watch and rings, showing the charm of a mature man.
Kazuya followed behind and observed, but the man noticed him and glanced at him displeased. So Kazuya raised his eyebrows and said directly: "Please give way, don't block the stairs." He disliked Yumi, and this man was definitely not a good person because he was flirting with her.
The man was even more unhappy. Seeing Kazuya's young age, he wanted to say something, but Yumi noticed that it was Kazuya and was startled. She quickly leaned on the man's shoulder and whispered a few words. The man was slightly startled, and looked at Kazuya carefully. Although he was a little doubtful, he swallowed the words back.
Yumi turned around and greeted with a charming smile: "It turns out to be Matsuoka, I'm sorry, please go up first!" As she said this, she moved beside from the stairs.
Since the last fight, the residents in this neighborhood were a little afraid of Kazuya. In their eyes, the person who was beaten by the gangsters may be a good person, but it is hard to say whether the person who chased the gangsters was an exception. Yumi was one of them. She couldn't even offend the Kameda family, let alone Kazuya who chase the Kameda family from upstairs to the main road.
Kazuya was not polite and went upstairs first. He skipped them and went directly back to his room, regardless of Yumi's reaction. He didn't want to deal with this woman, so he just kept his distance.
He bought a quick lunch on the way back, and Yoko ran over as soon as he opened the lid, bringing her big lunch box with her. She entered the door and smiled sweetly at Kazuya, "Onisan, would you like to have lunch together?"
She had become very familiar with Kazuya, and their relationship was even more unusual. She no longer had the timid attitude before, and her vigilance was nowhere to be found.
"Of course!" This poor little girl was squeezed out of the room by her mother again. He didn't know where she hid before he came back.
However, Yoko pretended that nothing happened, so he never mentioned it to avoid embarrassing the child.