In other words, Erica has a high affinity for children, or Erica is a child - although she looks like an adult, her actual mental age should still be only twelve or thirteen years old. I've seen her more than once in the park or somewhere, hanging out with a bunch of twelve or thirteen-year-old imps, playing football, hide-and-seek, or whatever.

So when I bought all the vegetables and meat that Chanel had ordered, I went back. Erica was still a little reluctant. It seems that she wants to spend a little more time with her friend Kokuli, whom she has just met. Looking at Kokuli, it's the opposite. Although it was just as pleasant to get along with Erica, he was not reluctant at all when he was separated, and he seemed very open. Compared to that, it seems that Kokuli is more like an adult.

So, Erica went back to Chanel. If it were in the past, I would definitely help her carry the basket with her and brush up on her favorability. Then see if there's a chance to pull her into the alley to do something shameful.

Not today, though. Yes, not today. Because I have another task today. It came suddenly, but it had to be done. So I chose to go with Kokulik.

"So, Mr. Wright, can you help?" Kokuli can say.

"Of course, it's a pleasure. It is the duty of every gentleman to help a lady. Whether it's to help your boobs develop, to lick any part of your body, or to simply turn you into a woman. Come on, come on, come on.

I added to myself - and then I was used as a coolie by this little lady. This kid is full of vegetable stalls on the street, and the collection of goods is different, and the leftovers that can't be sold. Then leave it to me. One or two words will pass with a smile, three or five will be a little difficult, ten or eight will be barely enough, and twenty or thirty will be ......

Shopping with women is really not a human thing. For a moment, I had such a strange idea. Although Kokuli is barely a loli and not a woman, the vegetable market is not a shopping ......

After gathering the leftovers, I followed Kokuliko back to her circus. The circus is not small, and if you look at the signs, it is said that they are very famous throughout Europe. It seems that Kokuli is really a circus performer—and I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the thought of this—though it's a bit of that matter, and whether I'm dirty or dirty. But after meeting Kokuliko, the first thing that came to my mind was that her profession was really not a circus actress.

As a colony of France, Vietnam will export its population and labor to France while assuming the dual responsibilities of being a source of raw materials and a dumping place for goods. Men are often sent to factories as the cheapest labor to feed the machines. Vietnamese workers, who have no human rights, neither trade unions nor politicians in the republic will take care of them. Dead dead in vain.

And as a woman, especially a good-looking little girl like Kokuliko, the most common use is......

Okay, okay, good luck.

In the backyard of the circus, in a few tents with a strong smell, Kokuli asked me to put all the leftovers on the ground and feed them to the animals. You can see that she is very popular here. The circus animals loved her. Or like the food she gives them.

In addition to these leftovers from the market, there are other foods in the circus that are specially prepared for the animals. But the food was clearly not enough. That's why Kokuri had to wander around the market to find some tattered leaves that no one else wanted.

While feeding the animals, she said to me: "I've been in this circus since I can remember. These animals are like my family. And these animals are not like humans, who will deceive me and betray me...... I'm so sorry to ask you to listen to such an uninteresting thing. ”

She paused for a moment, then said, "Thank you so much today, I wouldn't have been able to collect so much food without you." These children will not be able to eat enough. ”

At this time, I really want to say: I will cover all the food and beverage expenses of these animals in the future, or something like that. But I didn't, it felt very vulgar.

"By the way, Mr. Wright, the circus has a show tonight, could you come and have a look? I thought-"

"I'll come here, Kokuliko." I wanted to rush up and hug her, but I couldn't help it. It was at this moment that another person's voice came from outside the tent, and a pot-bellied guy in a suit with a top hat and a cane walked in. I felt Kokuliko shudder involuntarily next to me, as if I was scared of this guy.

"Mmmm, I brought so much food today, and it's free, so I'm very capable, Kokulik." He said to Kokuliko as if no one was around, and then glanced at me dissatisfiedly: "Sir, this is the private area of the circus, and ordinary guests are not allowed to enter here. ”

"This Mr. Wright is my friend, that—" Kokuli said quickly.

"--Whatever, then. However, since I have brought so many free things, it seems that I can save money on food in the future. Let's cut it in half. ”

"-No, the animals would be pitiful!" Kokuli retorted immediately.

"Idiot! I don't need you to teach me how to do things! The circus master said, "Don't forget, whose gift is it that you are still alive, bastard!" As he said this, he drew the whip he had used to tame the beast and jerked it towards Kokuliko.

And then, of course, I caught him.

"Sir, all your actions have disgusted me since you appeared before me." As I said this, I forcibly pulled the whip out of his hand and rattled it into several pieces.

"You, what do you want to do?" The excessively high force value makes the other party afraid. My voice trembled—of course, better with the rattling of my knuckles with a sinister grin—but at this point, something unexpected happened. Kokuliko ran over and stopped in front of me:

"No, Mr. Wright, please, don't hurt the leader!"

One moment I was surprised, the next moment I understood. The little girl knows very well that I can protect her for a while, but not for the rest of my life. At this moment, I beat the circus director, and I was naturally fine, but she must have suffered in the end.

"Very, very sorry, Mr. Wright, I know you're doing it for my good, but...... In a word...... I'm very sorry. Kokuli was crying and laughing in front of me.