noveltune Chapter 392 Violence cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most of them!
Chapter 392 Violence cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most of them!
Chapter 392 Violence cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most of them!
Mr. Takeuchi was initially resentful, after all, he was caught in the middle and became the scapegoat, but now, seeing a group of aggressive parents also being slapped by the incredibly strong monster boy, his mood improved considerably.
He silently wished he could slap the boy a few more times, but on his face he looked troubled and earnestly begged Rentaro Satomi to ask the boy with him to stop.
As for directly stopping the boy, he's too scared to do it again after being slapped yesterday.
"Waaaah~"
The elementary school students who were brought along saw their parents, who were able to stand up for them, but were also powerless to resist being slapped repeatedly by the "slap demon." Thinking of the slaps they had received on their faces yesterday, some of them immediately burst into tears.
The scene was in complete chaos. Rentaro Satomi watched from the sidelines, knowing full well that this was wrong, but for some reason, he felt a strange sense of exhilaration.
Broly did what he was eager to do, but dared not do due to various practical problems.
"Okay, I'll try to persuade him now!"
The boy responded with these words, but showed no intention of taking any action.
Since we already know Broly won't kill anyone, it's not a big deal to let these people suffer a bit more.
"Broly, that's enough..."
On the contrary, Aihara Enju felt somewhat reluctant to do it.
Although she knew these adults were there to cause her trouble, Broly's act of skipping the proper procedures and getting them to slap her directly made the kind-hearted girl feel somewhat guilty.
"Okay, but we need to make them symmetrical."
Upon hearing this, Broly nodded and slapped the burly man's less swollen cheek a few more times.
Only after watching the swollen, congested skin form a symmetry with the already swollen cheek on the other side did the father, who had turned into a pig-headed mess, finally put the chubby boy down with satisfaction.
"So, are you adults here to apologize to my friend because of the hurtful things your children said yesterday?"
After wiping the blood off his hands on the chubby boy, Broly finally asked the question. He knew that this group of people had come to cause trouble for Lan Yuan Enju, so he was now confirming whether they had changed their minds.
The group of parents who had been beaten looked at each other, their gazes lingering on the three burly men with pig-like heads who had been beaten the hardest.
"Ah, yes, yes, that's exactly how it is."
Now that things have come to this, what else can they say besides agreeing?
"I'm so sorry, my child was so thoughtless and said something hurtful to your friend!"
Some parents even punched their own child on the head in the sinus and then pulled the child to apologize to Broly.
If they had known beforehand that the person who hit them was a boy, and that he was such a strong fighter, they would never have come. Their own child didn't even explain clearly when he got home, only saying that he was beaten up at school because of the cursed child. What a rip-off!
"You don't feel bad about apologizing like this, do you?"
"I will never force anyone."
Broly was very satisfied; the persuasive skills he had honed from his father had once again been effectively put into practice.
"By the way, you guys won't call the police later and say I hurt you, will you?"
Broly thought of the possible scenarios that Rentaro Satomi had mentioned to him the previous night, and asked again.
"No, no..."
The person next to him changed his expression and quickly shook his head in denial.
In the current situation, even if they had this idea, they wouldn't dare to admit it.
The situation is beyond our control. If we're going to settle accounts, we should wait until we're out of danger.
At that time...
"It's good that it doesn't, but even if it does, it doesn't matter. I heard there's a law here to protect underage children, and I happen to be 13 years old this year, still a child."
Besides, I am not a cursed child. Even if I hit you, it only proves that you were hit by a little kid like me.
"You're not crippled, and you're not dead. How about I pay you some medical expenses, and then I'll beat you up again after you recover?"
As Broly spoke, he took out a banknote from his pocket. It was the bonus that Tendo Kisara had given him last night. He took out one and handed it to a parent next to him.
"Ah, no need, no need, I deserve to be beaten."
"I wasn't injured at all."
"That's right, no one was injured, so why would anyone call the police?"
"Yes, yes..."
If these people had considered calling the police earlier, those thoughts vanished after Broly finished speaking.
Yes, this is a boy, not a cursed child. He is a normal child protected by the Law on the Protection of Minors, which has not yet disappeared after the disaster. Plus, he can lift a 1.85-meter-tall strong man and slap him across the face. What can these ordinary adults do?
It's just a slap in the face, are you really going to call the police and say that you and others were slapped by a child?
Putting aside the issue of whether it's shameful or not, just look at the fact that the other party is now holding a large wad of cash, ready to pay their medical bills.
Holy crap, they actually dared to take the case, actually dared to call the police. Even if it wasn't this boy in front of them, they would actually pay their medical bills and continue to slap them in the face!
Looking at the adults around him who were convinced, Broly felt that the more detailed supplements he received from Megumin after consulting his wife in the group chat last night about the situation faced by his friend girl in this world, which helped him to persuade others with reason, were really good.
"Everyone, this is a golden opportunity to make a fortune..."
"No need, really no need."
"Father of that chubby kid lying on the ground, not saying a word, are you trying to make a fortune off me by not saying anything?"
"Waaaaah..."
The burly man shook his head hurriedly, his swollen cheeks preventing him from uttering a complete sentence, but Broly understood that he didn't want to make money from him.
"Alright, everyone has apologized. You can all go now. As long as you remember to let your children be good classmates with my friend Yeonjoo in the future, you will be fine."
Upon hearing this, the adults around felt a chill. Did this mean that if they didn't behave well as classmates, they would be in trouble?
"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? From now on, you should try to be good classmates with them!"
Some parents immediately scolded their children.
The parents who came to cause trouble received a satisfactory explanation.
With the matter resolved, Lan Yuanyanzhu successfully returned to the warm and welcoming school campus.
The class that welcomed her back was completely silent throughout the morning lesson, except for the teacher's suppressed lecturing.
All the students were so careful that they barely dared to breathe, and they didn't even dare to look up, just keeping their heads down and looking at the books in front of them.
"I really miss that warm and cozy campus life!"
Broly stood at the back of the classroom and watched the class for a while. After the bell rang, he walked over and sighed to Aihara Enju, who was sitting in her seat.
Enju Aihara: "..."
I watched as the teacher fled the classroom as soon as the bell rang.
Looking around, one sees students still sitting quietly and upright in their chairs after class.
Is this what you call a cozy campus life?
"What's wrong, Yeonjoo? Did I say something wrong?"
Seeing the girl's somewhat speechless expression, Broly felt strange and asked her the question.
He had experienced a few days of elementary school life in the Type-Moon universe before.
However, that memory has long since faded.
Therefore, they didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the strangely quiet classroom in front of them.
"No, nothing's wrong. By the way, Broly, weren't you going to see Dr. Muroto Sumire? Go on then."
"Hey, is everything alright on your end?"
"There's definitely no problem. My strength is not weak either."
Lan Yuan Yanzhu patted her chest and said confidently.
"Okay, then I'll be going now."
Seeing this, Broly left.
After he left, a collective sigh of relief rippled through the quiet classroom, but everyone remained silent.
"Xiaochuan, did you watch 'The Girl Who Killed Heaven' yesterday...?"
Lan Yuanyanzhu tried to strike up a conversation with her best friend from the past, but as soon as she asked the question, her friend nervously shook her head.
"I'm so sorry, Yeonjoo, I... I didn't watch it last night..."
The girl was clearly lying.
"Then let me tell you about the plot..."
The girl was about to cry.
"I...I need to go to the toilet."
"Then I'll go with you."
Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!
"No, no need, I can go by myself."
The girl ran out as if she were fleeing.
"Nishimura, then you and I..."
Before Aihara Enju could finish speaking, she heard the girl she had spoken to say that she was going to the restroom.
Her gaze swept across the classroom, and every girl avoided meeting her eyes.
When the boys were looked at, they quickly waved their hands, indicating that they didn't care about the "Heavenly Punishment Girl" at all.
Broly's slap did indeed solve the problem of elementary school students daring to openly ostracize Aihara Enju.
However, it's almost impossible to get Aihara Enju back to her old school life. Everyone is afraid of her, but they are even more afraid of the terrifying Slap Demon King. So, no one dares to show hostility towards the girl, but their attitude of keeping their distance is already very clear.
After spending two days of her new school life, Aihara Enju returned home and told Satomi Rentaro that she wanted to transfer schools.
"What's wrong? Did someone bully you at school again?"
Broly had been going to see Sumire Muroto for the past two days to help her study him, but when he saw Enju Aihara looking somewhat disappointed and checked her happiness level on the Crystal Palace panel, he still stood up for his friend.
"No one bullied me, it's just..."
Enju Aohara recounted the psychological abuse she experienced at school over the past two days.
"Looks like I'll have to go back and persuade those people again!"
Upon hearing this news, Broly stood up and prepared to find Aihara Enju's classmate to give her a good talk about the reason why a slap in the face is justified.
However, Aihara Enju stopped her and shook her head in refusal.
"Thank you, Broly, but never mind, I've thought it through. I'm not from the same world as them."
"Is this really okay?"
"Even if you use force to coerce those elementary school students, what Yeonju will probably get is just false friendship from them to avoid being slapped by you."
Rentaro Satomi had to admit that Broly's slaps were very effective in deterring people, but he also realized that a boy's slaps were not a panacea.
"Transferring schools is fine, Yeonjoo. Go to a school where nobody knows you and start making new friends."
Rentaro Satomi patted the girl's shoulder and said softly.
"But what if new friends discover Enju's identity as the cursed child and reject her again? Wouldn't Enju have to suffer all over again?"
Broly identified the blind spot and brought it up.
"Broly is right. Maybe I should just stop studying. Anyway, even if I don't study, I'm not without friends. I still have Broly..."
Aihara Enju acknowledged this and said with a smile, but as she talked, her happiness level dropped again.
Rentaro Satomi could see the girl's sadness, but what could he do?
Broly's slap could make people outwardly choose to endure being in the same classroom as the Cursed Child, but it could not change their true feelings about the Cursed Child.
Forcing someone to be friends with Aihara Enju is completely pointless.
"Okay, then I'll go and process your withdrawal from school tomorrow."
The boy was silent for a moment, then spoke.
"Wait a minute, I have an idea!"
Just as Aihara Enju nodded, intending to accept the outcome, Broly suddenly spoke.
. . . .
[Her situation is a matter of public perception; she just needs to change the public's existing impression of her.]
Uh, how do I change it?
It's very simple. Let's stage a skit in another world, just like how we created Megumin's Demon King image together in our world.
Broly, in the alternate world you travel to, you can help your friends and shape their new image.
Hmm, wouldn't the cursed child of that world, as an Initiator, fight to protect the people and Gastrea?
Then you just need to help create a heroic image, to change the people of that world's preconceived notions about your friends and the Cursed Child!
Several conversations have already appeared in the group chat room; they're quite the chatterboxes.
Her words gave Broly a sense of sudden enlightenment, like the clouds parting to reveal the sun.
Broly, you'll have to use this as a condition to get her to agree to be your wife!
【Master Aqua, Enju already has someone she likes.】
So what if you like it? As the saying goes, if you swing your hoe well enough, you can dig down any corner!
[That's right, that's right. Otherwise, if she weren't your wife, why would you go to such lengths to help her?]
Huihui chimed in from below.
[Don't say that. That little girl named Aihara Enju already has a tragic past in her own world. Wouldn't it be better if Broly showed her some compassion and helped her out of pure friendship without expecting anything in return?!]
Youyou has a different opinion.
Soon after, wives with different personalities began to speak, offering their opinions in either agreement or disagreement.
Of course, there are also those who don't care about this at all, and think that Broly can do whatever he wants.
Broly's personality makes his desire to help his friends more pure, without much ulterior motive.
"We need a school show to help students and teachers at Goutian Elementary School understand the difference between Corydalis and Gastrea."
She's not the kind of Gastrea who would harm them; rather, she's the hero who stands up and fights against the Gastrea when they harm them!
"Well, how do we do that? Can we just try to persuade them with words?"
Even Rentaro Satomi didn't have much hope for it.
Human prejudice is a mountain; if it could be persuaded with words, it wouldn't be prejudice.
"No, we persuade others not with words, but with performance!"
(End of this chapter)