
Chapter 19: Being Strong II
"Hoi hoi! Do you think you're so great, huh!?" A big voice surprised me. I'mawakened.
"Hmm? Me?" I opened my eyes, and my attention was on the pair of big hands with drops of blood still dripping.
"Wait, isn't this-"
Brakk!
A blow hit my face hard. I bounced, still with a blurred consciousness.
"Tch! Really weak!"
Cheers of laughter, insults and taunts alternately spread my thoughts.
"Tsk. Where was your reaction, huh!?" A man swung his hand at me.
I let out my tired breath.
Claps!
I reacted, my consciousness began to slowly recover. Aware of the movement of the man in front of me, I moved my hand, grabbed his fist and pulled it, making it my pedestal to rise.
"Well!" He exclaimed, after which, his body fell forward into the piles of garbage beside me.
I took my breath back.
"Kuh! Sh-shit! Tom! Are you okay!?" A man in front of me.
"Tom?" I muttered a little when I heard it, that name sounds familiar in my memory.
"Ah, I'm fine, b*this son of a bitch, he dares to, attack me" he said.
I thought for a moment as the next attack shot towards me.
"ah! I-" cried as the attack actually came, darting out quickly, striking the right side of my face.
I put my legs back, raised my right hand to push her sideways.
"Slow" I said coldly.
Brakk!
The man then fell out of control, causing his body to hit rocks on the road.
"Phews! Really amateurs.. Can't you guys just let me think for a second? I mean, well going back and forth across the world is exhausting, you know, maybe even it's just my memory" I said complicated.
I turned my gaze to the other two men on my right side.
The first man to attack me, if based on my memory anyway, he's a bad* son named Tom. He's the same age as me - no, Nonius. In my past life, he was the son of a greedy and perverted money man.
Then, the second and third men who helped Tom stand up, I can't remember.
"Tc-chimes! Just watch out for you!" Tom ran with the help of his friend. In other words, they fled.
Phews! I took my breath back.
Beep. beep..
My phone rang, a call entered my phone.
"Ah, Hello?" I opened the call.
"Huh! Good thing you answered! Then where have you been, huh!? You bad boy! Lookie! My daughter is going alone, right!? Hurry up and follow him!" A stern voice quickly spoke past my eardrum just like that.
"Ah, i.."
"Go now!" His orders were to close the call.
I took my breath deep.
'That's right, if not wrong, it was 5 years before my death, right? If so then you should still be alive, Mylady?'
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"Live another 10 minutes before the bell rings" I muttered as I ran through a row of moving cars and motorcycles.
"Damn!" Bump me when a fast moving car approaches me.
Thump!
I kept running, picking up repulsions, and moving my hands against the thrust of the car, waltzing through the roof of the fast-moving car.
Skiit!
The car stopped when it noticed that I was passing through the car.
"Stupid plate!" Mumamku.
I continued to run, passing through the sea of people scattered in the streets.
I stopped my steps as a girl was seen waiting across the street from a school.
The girl in the typical High School uniform, in a neat suit and her black hair is allowed to unravel.
I adjusted my breath, and wiped away the sweat that was still pouring out, slightly mixed with the rest of the blood that I had not yet cleaned.
'That's right, you're alive, mylady ...'
"Wait a long time, Mylady?"