
"Fush~" a white puff of smoke emerged from between Maki's lips, the girl looked up. The sky just above his head was completely dark; it was covered by black clouds.
Soon it will rain, the inner teenager girl.
He straightened up, had the event leaned on the fence of someone's house on the side of the road. Let's go back to the flat, where he lives alone. It takes effort and energy to be able to escape from disturbing both crazy parents. And it doesn't end in vain, as Maki sits in high school this girl finally can really feel what freedom is.
Although it feels a little lonely. But it's fine.
This is the moment you've been waiting for the most, Maki. |
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"Basic poor!" Maki snorted, again she got an unequal victim. Though the girl had already let them touch Maki's body; limited to touching, not in a special sense but see the contents of their wallet— is completely empty.
Is useless.
You're a bunch of shrimp-brained guys!
Maki throws the leather wallet in the trash can, it's time to get out of here before the owner realizes.
Anyways? How much savings are in my account? Inner this teenage girl, curious. Some time ago you could say Maki had a bad experience because he did not find a thick wallet man to squeeze.
Absolutely disgusting attitude, she's not even better than her fun-loving mother.
Huh!
However, this is the only way; for Maki to survive. By ourselves.
Better this, than having to go back to the hell that people call family.
They are nothing more than a collection of hypocritical humans taking advantage of each other. Maki wondered how the two opposite people were tied together— in one marriage bond.
It's really weird, but forget it?! Why does Maki recall the two people who always treated her lower than trash?!
Repugn. |
Maki better find the nearest club again, at least he won't go home empty-handed. The teenage girl turned around, stretching her legs. Getting out of there left someone who looked limp under the influence of alcohol.
"Bye~ bye~ honey, hopefully we won't meet again." sounds sweet even though he means sadistic. Maki hopes she doesn't meet the poor man anymore.
Basic useless?!
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Degh's!
Maki sculpted, spontaneously the teenage girl hid her body between the walls of the room; camouflaged with the surroundings. The flickering light of the lights and the noise of the atmosphere did not decrease the care of the girl.
He's well-trained, sensitive to all situations. This is thanks to his crazy parents—Maki so have strong intuition with something that might endanger lives. And right, a bunch of formally dressed people just walked into the club. From the clothes they wear there is a special embroidery symbolizing something. It was the logo of the father's group, the old man who was obsessed with wanting to enter the black world despite knowing that he was only a high-class.
"What are they here for?" Maki sizzled, really bad day. It's not funny that the father sent those thugs to catch Maki.
It might be nice if Maki is arrested with good intentions, such as persuading the girl to come back. Stop running away or something, but Maki knows—his father is not that gentle human. He must have taken revenge on Maki; for the mess the girl had done before escaping.
HAHA!
FEEL THAT!
Maki burned down his father's illegal factory. Funny, recalling the face of the old man bangka—lemas when calculating the losses he got. Surely the mother also fled because she did not want to be the ingredients of the months from the father. No wonder she started looking for Maki, the girl could imagine if she was caught.
Obviously, the father would have killed him.
"Makia! Where you going?!"
Maki grimaced, which fool called out the girl's name loudly? I'll giggle later. Heeding the call; without looking back Maki immediately took a thousand steps. To hell with the people who dined themselves weird?!
Focusing on the sound of footsteps behind Maki, the girl is 100% sure she is being followed. Or precisely pursued?
FUCKIN' HELL!
Several times bumping into someone's body, Maki used her small size to sneak among the crowd. Although occasionally the girl gets angry swearing from the people she hit. Safety first, get out of this club or he'll be totally finished.
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"Hosh! Ohsh! Hosh!" maki's breath was stiff, the woman's knees were limp. Just a little bit of reluctance that teenage girl can fall on the ground. Damn all of you?!
You rascal.
How long has Maki been running? If only he had not found a narrow alley with an area that is difficult to reach by some people, Maki would have never escaped them.
Luckily, only this time he was able to breathe a sigh of relief because he managed to escape with his two small legs.
Maki showed the middle finger, while cursing—the teenage girl flashed a trivial look.
"You think you can catch me again?! Don't hope! Old man bangka!" he said sarcasm before knowing that all his was lost.
Maki froze, her handbooks turning white. Many people gathered while shouting to help evacuate, Maki's body pushed up.
What did he just see? The flames devoured the entire building.
It felt like falling, Maki growled. There was no way that the building could burn up all of a sudden; just like that? Who would believe. There was obviously someone who deliberately ignited the building.
Trivial laughter rang out from a distance, Maki looked at— from behind the tail of her eyes. The people who were chasing Maki just now were not far from there. The teenage girl clenched both hands.
He chuckles tastelessly. Once again cursing the father, how dare that crazy bastard bother me.
"Miss will appear on its own..."
Really so?
Maki hissing. Let go of all the outsiders he was wearing and began to blend in with the people, wearing thin uniforms as he walked closer. Towards them.
You don't even know the face of the person you're looking for, the inner teen girl while giving a sharp look. When they were close enough Maki then raised both hands then—
Bugh~
Pushing one of those people. Until it makes it fall, go right into the fire.
"ARGH!!!!!!" a terrible scream was present.
"Feel that, you think I'm afraid of killing someone?"
N-not at all. If it needs to be done, why not?
DEGH!
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