I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 167 – Softhearted

Huh? That’s new! The cla.s.s leader actually personally admitted that she was sometimes afraid of me, and it provoked my curiosity.

“When were you afraid of me? Was it when I got into a fight? But, I don’t think you’ve seen me fight?”

The cla.s.s leader propped her chin up with her hand and contemplated for a while.

“I was a bit scared when you threatened me before. But now that I think back on it, it was just a bluff and I wasn’t really that scared.”

Hey, what do you mean a bluff? You speak as if you understand me.

“The first time I was actually scared was when I saw you crying while looking at the sick little black dog at the pet hospital…”

The cla.s.s leader spoke as she held the little black dog more affectionately.

Who was crying! Don’t slander another person’s reputation as you wish! What were you scared of even if I was crying!?

Ah, I remember, you misunderstood that I was going to forcibly take you to an hotel, is that why you were scared? That makes a bit of sense…

“No, I became scared immediately after I saw you shedding tears.”

The corners of the cla.s.s leader’s mouth had an incomprehensible smile, and she also spoke incomprehensible words.

Suddenly, the cla.s.s leader and I both realized that the distance between us had shortened unwittingly. We were no longer sitting at the ends at the bench, we were both sitting in the middle. To an outsider, we would seem like good friends.

The cla.s.s leader blushed and immediately moved her body away. I also moved back to my original position while feeling uneasy.

“I’ve never cried for a d.a.m.n dog before.” I said, reluctant to admit it, “I was only pretending, it was acting! It was to… It was in order for you to drop your vigilance so I could…”

Before I could finish weaving my lie, the cla.s.s leader nodded her head. However, it was not because she accepted my lie, but it seemed there was a deeper meaning behind it.

“Yeah, I also wish you were only acting…”

You’re saying incomprehensible words again! If I wasn’t acting, that means I still have a bit of humanity left; if I was acting, that means I’m definitely a villain; why are you more scared when you realize I still have some humanity left in me? Does this mean you want me to be a villain? Will you feel relieved if I’m a villain?

At this moment, a few hysterical barks came from the thicket behind us. I followed the sound with my eyes and saw someone dressed like a student trying to secretly take Obama away.

Where did this brat come from? I jumped off from the bench and rushed in front of him. Then, I crossed my arms to see how he would react.

This guy was pretty skinny, but he was a bit st.u.r.dier and a bit taller than Shu Zhe. In terms of appearance, although he’s not as delicate as Shu Zhe, he still has big eyes, he’s the type that a teacher would a.s.sign to the first row of a choir.

This person, who looked like a good person and maybe a first-year middle school student, was pulling hard on the leash that I tied on the tree. He was pulling hard enough that Obama stuck out his tongue. He did not look that scared after he saw me approach him.

“What are you looking at!” He screamed at me, who was wearing the QingZi Academy Uniform and had my face hidden under the tree’s shadow, “This is my dog! I’m taking it home!”

How strong-willed. If Obama’s owner was a little girl younger than five years old, then maybe she might actually be scared by you, and let you take the dog away!

“Kid, who are you going to sell the stolen dog to?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“Who’s stealing the dog?” A sinister expression appeared on his ‘good person’ face. He flung one of his hands as he spoke, it was like he thought it would make his words carry more weight, “Let me say it again! This is my dog! Stop meddling! I have people above me! Everyone from QingZi Academy is all impressive-looking but useless trash! If you rile me up, I might call my boss to give you a beating!”

I chuckled, my mind was clear and I realized who he was.

I have heard recently that a group employs youths to steal pet dogs from their neighborhood. They would give compensation of 20 ~ 100 dollars based on the dog’s breed, age, and size. As for where those dogs end up, who knows if they were resold to people in other cities or eaten. (TN: Who steals dogs for $5 USD…?)

I would understand if seedy-looking hoodlums came to steal the dog, but someone who looks like they would be loved by teachers also came to steal a dog?

Also, based on the sinister expression he showed me, this was definitely not his first time. He must have become a habitual criminal after experiencing the sweet taste of stealing dogs.

“Your boss? Who’s your boss?” I sneered and said, “I recommend you to put down my dog and bring your boss here so I can take a good look at him.”

I moved forward one step and let the moonlight spill over my terrifying face.

His legs turned soft after he got a good look at my face and heard I was the owner.

“Wh-… What? How can a student from QingZi Academy have this expression?” He muttered to himself in hysteria, he retreated while muttering, and he finally stepped on Obama’s fresh p.o.o.p.

f.u.c.k, why is it so stinky! I used to raise a small dog, so usually it would smell bad if I was careful. With a big dog like Obama, if he doesn’t get a bath frequently, he would be a moving garbage can, and he would make anyone who gets near him lose their sense of smell for three months!

According to Ai Mi, Obama has two people dedicated to washing him every day, that’s how they keep his fur cool and have a pleasant smell.

How luxurious! American Imperialism is so rotten! I don’t even have anyone to help me take a bath!

After this kid stepped on s.h.i.t, and his two legs were quivering like a rubber band, he still did not let go of Obama’s leash, and he said:

“How… How can you prove this is your dog? Will it respond if you call it? As for my boss, he’s…”

I kicked his knees before he finished speaking. He let out a shriek and fell on top of the dog poo.

“Ahhhh… My new pants!”

You still have the time to mourn for your pants? If I used more than twenty percent of my power, I would have broken your kneecaps, and your parents would be the ones mourning for you!

After his shriek was sent beyond the thickets, the cla.s.s leader came while hugging the little black dog.

“What… What are you guys doing?”

She saw a scene where I s.n.a.t.c.hed back Obama’s leash, and the other person was kneeling on top of dog poo while getting angry and worrying about his dirty pants.

“He wanted to steal my dog, so I hit him.” I explained briefly, “Don’t misunderstand and think I was bullying him.”

“Stealing your dog? Why would anyone steal another person’s dog?” The cla.s.s leader blinked her big eyes, and at that time, I felt like she was a little girl who did not understand anything about the world.

“To eat!” I smiled evilly, “Dog meat is good for your stomach, so a lot of people like to eat it! If you raise a dog in the future, be careful of these dirty dog thieves!”

The cla.s.s leader covered her mouth while finding it hard to believe.

After a while, she said with a deathly pale complexion: “No way… This kid doesn’t look like a bad person? He was probably just curious and wanted to play with your dog. Ye Lin, don’t you think you went overboard…”

Overboard? It was not the least bit overboard! Do you not see the missing dog posters with a reward of tens of thousands of dollars posted all around the skywalk? They are not even a rich family, the only reason he gave such a high price was because his wife was broken-hearted! Also, even if there was a reward, there’s an eighty percent chance the dog won’t be found. Maybe, it might even die in a shipping container before it enters the stomach of a diner!

Also, do you realize you are judging someone based simply on appearance? Are you overflowing with sympathy again because he has big eyes and his age is similar to Shu Zhe?

I suddenly flared up with anger and went to kick him a few more times, but I was stopped by the cla.s.s leader.

“Don’t use violence, can’t you see he’s so scared that he can’t even stand?”

The cla.s.s leader walked in front of me and crouched in front of the student and spoke in a gentle manner: “Don’t be scared, he won’t hit you if I’m here —— what’s your name?”

That student shifted his eyes and said hesitantly: “I’m Rhonin…”

The cla.s.s leader nodded her head, “Ok then, Rhonin, why were you trying to steal his dog? Don’t you know that theft is illegal?”

Although the cla.s.s leader had a serious tone of voice, I frowned.

You’re clearly using the same tone of voice you use when you’re educating your younger brother! Also, I can’t believe you believe him when he told you his name was Rhonin! Why do I feel like Rhonin is the name of a character from a game? Oh right, he’s a character from World of Warcraft! Xiao Ding from the Love Pet Hospital also reads a lot of game lore when he’s not playing games, and Rhonin comes up frequently in our talks!

In my opinion, Rhonin is definitely not this dog thief’s name, at most it’s a nickname. He was probably afraid of getting hit by me, and compared to me, the cla.s.s leader was like a saint. That’s why he wanted to use the cla.s.s leader’s sympathy to escape from this predicament!

As expected, the one who was just screaming ‘I’ll tell my boss to beat you up!’, was acting innocent in front of the cla.s.s leader.

“I… I wasn’t trying to steal, I just wanted to play with the doggie!”

He pretended to be misunderstood and desperately explained.

“It’s true! I’m not lying! Big sis, you can’t let him hit me anymore!”

Calling her big sis was extremely useful. The cla.s.s leader loves to act as an older sister, her biggest wish is for all younger brother and sisters to grow healthy and strong.

“Don’t worry, he won’t hit you anymore.”

The cla.s.s leader glanced at me as a warning, then she gave Rhonin a guarantee.

“Okay, that’s good!” Rhonin relaxed and let out a long breath of air, “Since your boyfriend is so vicious, I would have died!”

The cla.s.s leader blushed, “Don’t make stuff up, we’re only ordinary cla.s.smates…”

“Big sis, can I go now?” Rhonin got up halfway with s.h.i.t still stuck on his pants, and he started at my tightened fists with doubt.

The cla.s.s leader followed Rhonin’s frightened gaze and saw my right fist that was pulsing with veins.

“Ye Lin, he’s only a child, let him go. After today’s lesson, he’ll definitely make amends and right his wrong.”

The cla.s.s leader said towards me.

“That’s right! I’ll definitely change!” Rhonin guaranteed impatiently.

“Change my a.s.s!” I wanted to hang Rhonin on a tree and let the dogs on the plaza bite him, but the cla.s.s leader did not let me.

Taking this chance, Rhonin jumped up from the ground in one breath. He didn’t even care about the p.o.o.p on his pants and just ran. The cla.s.s leader did not let me chase him even though she knew Rhonin ran away.

“Just give him a chance, okay?” The cla.s.s leader half begged me.

Since he was already too far and it was too late for me to catch up, I could only swallow my anger.

“Cla.s.s leader, I’ve seen way more bad people than you! Don’t think everyone who looks innocent is a good person! You’ll definitely regret it!”

As if I was being proved right, after he ran far enough, Rhonin stopped at a streetlight and viciously stared at me and the cla.s.s leader. He used his child-like voice that was filled with malicious intent and yelled:

“Just you wait! I’m going to find my boss to take care of you guys! I’ll let you have a taste of my power!!”

Rhonin used ‘you guys’ instead of ‘you’, so of course that included the cla.s.s leader. The cla.s.s leader was perplexed after she heard, she was not sure why this was the outcome even though she treated him nicely.

“Maybe, it’s just a child’s ramblings.”

She comforted herself.

I was not as childish as her. These groups have their own survival codes and rules. If Rhonin said he was going to bring his boss, then it’s just a matter of time before we meet.

Thus I told the cla.s.s leader to get out of here as fast as possible.

“I’ll help you take the dog back to the hospital, go home as soon as possible!”

“Why? Are you going to fight? As the cla.s.s leader, I can’t ignore students fighting outside of school!” The cla.s.s leader’s expression became serious, “don’t think I’ll return home by myself with a clear conscience!”

I laughed grimly: “Does that mean you want to fight alongside me?”