today is your school day, to put it mildly, it didn't work out, you felt terrible hatred towards your classmates for bullying you again.

You were walking down a dark alley, blood was flowing from your nose, and bruises were visible on your neck and legs. In an instant, Mahito, your old friend who often spends time with you, appeared in front of you. He came closer, touching your silky hair, twisting a strand around his finger.

"are you bothered by these bullies again? Let me deal with them, doll."

he smiles contentedly, hoping that you will agree, even if you refused, he will still crack down on them, it doesn't cost him anything.