Chapter 90 - Blinding Lunch Break (3) (1/2)

Yes, everything started to go amiss because of what Kusaka said.

No, I wasn’t excluded from the class because of my failed self-introduction. Probably.

Otherwise, I can’t recover.

That, ‘Boy’s Day Celebration’s Rising Carp’ is my nickname.

It’s an unpleasant-sounding word.

I was involved in pointless disputes, and people avoided me. Anyways, nothing good came of it.

I was first called by that name three years ago.

May 5th, when I was in my second year of middle school. It was exactly during the Boy’s Day Celebration, Children’s Day.

It was around the time when my bad reputation from elementary school began to spread and impressions of me in the neighborhood gradually got worse.

Because of Shouhei’s pestering, I helped out with a neighborhood association event called “Children’s Day Bazaar”.

It wasn’t a particularly big event.

It was where they brought in unused items for sale using the national holiday, Children’s Day, as a pretext.

It was mainly about the carp streamers and serving Kashiwamochi or Chimaki.

It is a light and cozy event where children from the nursery school and kindergarten in the neighborhood make carp streamers by themselves, and the seniors decorate the park, playing pop music and playing together.

The Kazamachi family also took about a week to prepare. Although my father couldn’t attend because of work, he enjoyed the event by making a carp streamer and a newspaper helmet with Shouhei.

On the day of the event, Shouhei looked embarrassed, but he was having a lot of fun together with his friends at school, and I remember I was happy seeing that.

The newspaper helmet made for Shouhei was very well received, and all the other children wanted one as well.

The incident happened at that time.

A group of drunk delinquents suddenly barged into the venue.

The venue was filled with a dark mood, with them picking fights with customers, hitting on girls, and shouting abuse at the parents.

I walked around the venue trying to evacuate the small children and heard a girl crying.

A cute girl with chestnut-colored hair, about the same age as Shouhei, had her carp streamer trampled on by one of the delinquents.

I hurriedly rushed over and picked up the girl, and opposed the delinquent.

It would have been nice if I stopped here.

“Adults should act their age and don’t snatch children’s things!”

I’m sure I said something like that.

At that time, I was taller than a typical middle school student and often seen as much older.

“Haaah!? Which high school are you from!? Who the hell do you think you are!!”

And with those third-rate villainous remarks, the delinquents began to gather in the surroundings and started to pick a fight.

I was seething with anger, so I entrusted the girl to a nearby adult and bought the fight at a splendidly cheap price.

It propagated through the delinquent network, at first there were about 7 people then eventually grew up to about 15 people.

I immediately realized the disadvantage I had due to their numbers, so I used the nearby metal pole with the carp streamers as a weapon.

My bad habit exploded here.

Yes, I went overboard.

“Apologize to the children!”

“S-sorry! I’m so sorry!”

I beat the fallen delinquents until they couldn’t stand, chased them away until they cried, and even stomped on the ones that lowered their heads.

The children saw the scene and cried, and because of that voice, I finally realized that I had made a mess of things.

What remained was a group of sobbing delinquents, and the carp streamers and I, which were both stained with my blood and the blood of the delinquents.

It was a painting of Hell. Probably traumatic.

Shouhei sighed with astonishment when he saw me, and the adults hid their children behind their backs.