She lowered her head, her heart filled with turmoil.
So this is what it feels like to hold hands with a boy.
Sure enough, they have big hands.
[And unlike Momo's delicate, smooth hands, Lorraine's hands were rough and broad.]
Hehe, this is kind of fun.
——
Until the two of them boarded the tram.
Lorraine realized that Zhenzhu still hadn't let go of his hand, and just as he was about to remind her, the number of passengers on the tram increased.
I don't know if it's because it's the weekend.
The originally spacious tram suddenly became crowded with a large influx of passengers.
Even in the seats, space became cramped.
Zhenzhu noticed that the middle-aged man sitting on the other side of her kept squeezing towards her, his expression of disgust and dislike almost overflowing with dark magic.
The girl's intuition immediately told her that the other person seemed to be trying to take advantage of her.
Zhenzhu immediately tugged at Lorraine's clothes and looked at her for help.
Lorraine noticed the situation.
Just as I was about to take Zhenzhu away from her seat and stand somewhere else, Zhenzhu, unable to bear it any longer, started moving first.
Since the other person kept crowding towards her, she simply gave up on sitting down!
He took the plunge and sat down on Lorraine's lap, ready to see who would dare to squeeze in now.
“???” Lorraine
"???" The uncle who wanted to take advantage.
Even the other passengers in the carriage were more or less surprised by Zhenzhu's bold actions.
Lorraine understood her feelings.
Just as the middle-aged man next to him was being pushed and shoved by passengers on the other side, continuing to squeeze towards this side.
Bang!
A sharp dagger was instantly embedded in the back of the middle seat, making a loud clanging sound. The gleaming blade reflected a chilling light.
Reflected in the uncle's eyes were Lorraine's terrifyingly cold eyes.
A whisper.
"If you want to see blood, then go ahead and take it a step further. Don't think that no one knows your little schemes. I'm already very angry. Before I get really angry, you'd better stop right now, otherwise... you might have to take the day off."
"You, you, you..."
The middle-aged man, who was already feeling a bit guilty, was so frightened that he immediately considered backing down. However, seeing so many people around him, he felt embarrassed to admit defeat.
He then feigned composure and said, "Hmph, young man, this is a society governed by law. I was just casually riding the tram. You suddenly pulled out a knife—were you trying to kill me? Your actions have already broken the law. Let me give you a piece of advice: young man, don't be so impulsive, or else..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Lorraine suddenly interjected, "I think your glasses look broken. You can take the day off."
"My glasses? Nonsense."
The middle-aged man casually touched the bridge of his nose with his glasses; they were perfectly intact...
Bang!
Just as the man was checking his glasses, a fist suddenly appeared, flashing before his eyes, and struck him hard in the right eye.
In an instant.
His glasses shattered, tiny shards embedded in his flesh. The man's right eye was badly bruised, and he fell to the ground in pain, clutching his eye and screaming.
The other passengers who were watching the commotion quickly backed away when they saw such a violent incident, fearing that they would be affected.
Lorraine looked at the uncle lying on the ground groaning and said coldly.
"It wasn't broken before, but it's broken now. You'd better take a day off today and go to the hospital. Otherwise, if it gets too late, you might not be able to save your right eye."
These words were spoken.
The man was instantly terrified and screamed. He stood up, stumbled through the crowd, and ran out just as the tram arrived at the next stop, intending to go to the hospital.
——
Inside the train carriage afterward.
Lorraine's cold gaze, merely sweeping around the room, was enough to frighten almost every passenger into taking several steps back. At least, no one dared to remain seated in the row where Lorraine was sitting.
Everyone preferred to stand far away rather than sit next to this jinx.
The incident was over.
Pearl felt quite relieved and whispered in Lorraine's ear, "Hey, are you really sure it's okay to do something like this?"
"uh-huh?"
"What if that guy calls the police?"
Lorraine smiled upon hearing this.
"That depends on how the police handle it. If they are fair and just, and he tried to stab me with a knife, I was so scared that I punched him, so I acted in self-defense. What's wrong with that?"
"What if it's not fair and just?"
"Then there's nothing we can do."
What do you want to do?
"Put on a hood, a cowboy hat, and let's do something big."
Lorraine grinned.
It's like talking about something very ordinary.
"Hey, hey, hey... you don't look like a member of a righteous magical girl organization at all, you look like a terrorist from an evil organization!"
"Terrorist? No, you're wrong, I am who I am."
"ha?"
"I'll go to the police station, and I'll also go to that uncle's house."
"Where are you going?"
"Kill people, what else can we do?"
"Uh, you can't be serious, can you?"
“I’ve already spared him once. My kindness has its limits. He doesn’t appreciate it, so I live and he must die.”
Upon hearing this...
Zhenzhu really didn't know what to say, but seeing that Lorraine was willing to go to such lengths for her sake, she was quite moved.
Zhenzhu was deeply moved.
perhaps……
This is what a hero is, someone who is willing to fight against the whole world for the one they love most.
ah……
What a romantic love story!
——
only.
What Zhenzhu didn't know was that Lorraine was simply used to killing. A moment of mercy would always be met with endless revenge. He had already suffered several times, so he knew when to stop and when to stop. But when someone took advantage of him, he would only give them one chance. He would never give them another.
The tram resumed operation.
Pearl was still sitting on Lorraine's lap, turned to the side, and gave him a thumbs up, whispering with a playful laugh, "I think... what Venere said back then was absolutely right."
"What did it say?"
“You’re born to be a villain. You should be the leader of our evil organization.”
"I am a good person."
Is there anything about you that makes you seem like a good person?
"Because I am kind."
"Pfft haha..."
Inside the moving train carriage.
The scenery outside kept flashing, and the girl's joyful laughter could be heard all the time.
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