(The first update ~ recently argued with someone in Longkong, and found out that he took the matter of others joking with me seriously, and then began to scold me.) It's like the starting point legend that the author is Lori, it's true.,I didn't know what expression Lu Dao used to face the reproach of this kind of person at the time.。 It's not good for me to lose my temper, and it's not good if I don't lose my temper, so I have to change the topic silently. But he's a friend of someone I know, maybe the friends joked with each other and made him see it? Take this as a warning. ）

However, no one seems to have noticed that such a beautiful and elegant little girl has been left behind.

Or to put it another way, attention is noticed. Because the other four people in the group turned their heads from time to time and laughed at each other. The distance between them was less than a meter, and from the perspective of others, it was not unnatural to look like the other groups. It's still such a close-knit group of elementary school students, and there seems to be no room for interference.

However, there is a gap between them that the eye cannot see.

The wall of the heart that is not visible, and the AT stand is cut off there surely.

The girl had a digital camera around her neck, and from time to time she touched it with her hand as if she wanted to hold it. However, it's not photography, it's a simple act for the sake of action, and it has a completely different emotion from other little girls. It feels more like coping with something, and not doing so will leave you with no excuses. It's like an office worker who knows that the task is not completed, and he still numbs himself with the interface that the boss sees that he is working hard and will not get angry, and continues to work.

And, digital cameras...... When I was in elementary school, digital cameras weren't mainstream. Everybody's using that old stuff with a lens and a film in it. Of course, there are also things like photographic paper. Because I don't know what I think of as a leader in every activity, I take pictures of my so-called peers and teachers, but I forget myself in the corner.

By the time the photos came out, none of them were the ones I wanted, they were all things that other people had asked for. In the past, I was really a good old man with very soft ears, I would shoot whatever others asked me for, and I worked hard to help others.

Digital cameras, it's really good that there is no limit to the number of shots~

Behind the group, in the corner. The girl looked in a different direction than the others. As if driven by something, his dazed and helpless eyes bypassed the big brothers and sisters who were exuding brilliance, and gradually turned his gaze to a darker and more reassuring little corner.

And then it collided directly with my eyes.

“…… Yes. ”

Then, as if frightened, he turned around and fled quickly.

And it seemed to be my delusion, and there was a sneer under the snow behind me.

What to laugh at! I was just shocked by my kingly spirit! I turned around and glared at the snow that was smiling and covering the corners of my mouth, and then silently followed the distance of about two or three meters behind the current group.

But it seems that because of the panic, the little girl accidentally bumped into Hayama's body.

“…… Huh? Hayama was slightly stunned, and then showed a bright smile.

"It's really dangerous, it's not good to fall. Have you found the check-in point? ”

"Hmm, ah...... No. ”

The little girl nervously clasped her fingers on the digital camera and replied with a somewhat difficult face.

Hearing this somewhat troubled response, Hayama smiled.

"yes, let's go find it together. What's your name? ”

"Tsurumi."

Then after a slight pause, he added.

"Rumi Tsurumi."

"My name is Hayato Hayama, please advise. Could it be that it's hiding over there? ”

As he spoke, Hayama guided her by pushing Rumi's back.

Sure enough, this kind of behavior of guiding the lonely is more suitable for the image of Hayama. Although the little girl may not appreciate it. Today's elementary school students are also full of scheming and calculation.

Thinking about this girl's lonely appearance and the invisible obstacle avoidance, I gave a 10 point to Hayama's move. By the way, the full score is 10,000 points. Because starting with the wrong thinking, the wrong move will invite the wrong end. This can be judged from the disgusted looks of the little girls who stood in front of them and hugged each other.

At the moment when Liumei joined, the noisy group felt nervous for a moment. Disgust - although not so severe, it also produces a certain degree of foreign body sensation in it. It's like a cartoon-style comic suddenly mixed with an avatar. Although it is not as abrupt as Kenjiro, it still feels the same feeling. It's like something is piling up in your throat, and you can't spit it out or swallow it.

Rumi was led by Hayama to the center of the group. However, he didn't look happy, but as before, he didn't look at anyone, but avoided looking at the trees or the pebbles on the road.

It's not just Rumi who doesn't seem to be very happy.

There was no obvious avoidance, no genuine smacking or impatient kicking of the ground, as if to reproach her for joining. It's just that the atmosphere is telling. Eyes are making eye contact, and even if there is no sound, impeachment can be established. This is non-verbal, non-physical, non-behavioral violence. That is, mental stress.

To put it in the right terms, it's cold violence.

Cold violence is a type of violence, which is mostly manifested in the form of indifference, contempt, permissiveness, alienation and indifference, resulting in mental and psychological violations and injuries to others. There are two main situations of cold violence: one is cold violence in the family, which mostly refers to the indifference between husband and wife when there is a conflict, reducing language communication to a minimum, stopping or perfunctory sexual life, lazy housework and other behaviors. The second is cold violence in the workplace, whether it is cold violence in the family or cold violence in the workplace, it is actually a kind of mental abuse.

So I really hate elementary school students. Because the use of mental violence by elementary school students is far more terrifying than that of adults who claim to be mature. Because they never felt guilty, and they didn't have the consciousness of the abuser, they just wanted to do it.

Then, doing so caused a group of people who don't know how many years of deepest pain and acne in their hearts.

That's why I hate elementary school students.

More precisely, disgusted with elementary school students.

Looking at the little figures who hid darkness in their hearts, I followed behind with a blank face.