I want to go home

　　(Oh no!)

　　At the same time that this word came to mind, Kei's first reaction was worrying about whether the money she brought with her would be enough to pay for the other party's laundry. If it's not enough, or if the other party is deliberately causing trouble, it's very likely that the parents are summoned to discuss compensation.

　　As a child from a poor family, Kei's mind must be sensitive when it comes to events that require paying money. In just a few seconds, she imagined the scene of her father and older brother bowing in apology.

　　(...This is so annoying, I really don't want to be this kind of development!)

　　Money matters aside, for a girl like Kei, holding her family members accountable for her mistakes was ten times worse than having her purse stolen.

　　There's only one reason, and it's a very simple answer.

　　Kei's self-esteem is so high!

　　Very high!

　　Making a mistake outside and being called an parents or something was a torture worth ten torments for her, just imagining it made her want to jump into the river and then sink to the bottom like seaweed.

　　It was fine to apologize herself, and it was natural to take responsibility for things that went wrong, but she must not let her family members know about it. This is Kei's insistence!

　　After all they, especially the most worrisome elder brother in the family, would definitely lecture her upon knowing this.

　　[Don't worry, it's just an accident, just spend a little money to eliminate the disaster. But the clumsy Kei-chan, of course, is still a child.]

　　This feeling of being looked down upon, even if it was just a fantasy, still frustrated Kei immensely.

　　So by all means avoid that from happening...

　　When Kei made this decision in her heart, the ice cream had stuck to the other party's clothes sliding down.

　　In the eyes of outsiders, she was only stunned for three seconds, and Kei immediately lowered her head and apologized in the most sincere manner.

　　"Forgive me! I do not mean it!"

　　Even if she could act both flirtatious and cute, Kei was sure that with her beauty, no man wouldn't refuse, but this would never happen, there was no such possibility at all.

　　In Kei's dictionary, the word "act like a baby" has long been covered by pride, and since then it has never seen the sun, becoming a strange thing that has nothing to do with her.

　　What's more, as long as she sincerely apologized, the other party would definitely see that she was a girl and she was still very young, so she wouldn't be too difficult, right?

　　That's just the laundry fee for one piece of clothing. The pocket money she brings to play today is still affordable. Kei hopes the other party can be wiser.

　　People with high self-esteem usually have higher moral standards and make more stringent demands on themselves.

　　This is what happened with Kei.

　　"I will compensate for the laundry fee, I am really sorry..." As she spoke, she wanted to take out her wallet.

　　At this moment, the youth in front of her who looked 17 to 18 years of age shortened the distance between them.

　　"Pervert?!" Kei raised her knee reflexively, aimed at the key point in front of her, and was about to perform the first tactic of women's self-defense – Hit the egg with her knee.

　　The next moment, the other party's even and calm voice sounded in her ear.

　　"There's a pickpocket."

　　His words were short as he was trying to grab the hand that the girl had just pulled from his pocket and didn't have time to explain.

　　But it was too late to reach out at this time, and there was a girl blocking him, he didn't have time to grab him, so he could only watch helplessly as the man put the girl's wallet into his pocket and was about to blend in with the crowd and escape.

　　However, what he didn't know was that these two keywords really touched Kei's heart deeply.

　　Pickpocket – stole something – stole what? — stole her wallet.

　　Someone, trying to steal her hard earned money?

　　It was almost an instinctive reaction, and this conclusion crossed her mind in less than half a second. Eyes rotate half of her body quickly.

　　That sight was locked on target, and as soon as she saw her purse appear in the other person's hand, she took a huge misstep to narrow the distance, twisting her slender waist and long white legs giving the other party's buttocks a fierce kick.

　　"Return to me!"

　　Kei's scream sounded, and the other party flew forward for a certain distance before falling to the ground.

　　The people around stared in bewilderment.

　　"Amazing..."

　　"This little beauty has been practicing martial arts..."

　　"Looks like she's still a karate master..."

　　"Eh? No, that's..." Noticing that she had suddenly become the focus of her eyes, Kei looked around frantically, not really knowing whether to explain, she kicked the annoying old man's butt.

　　But soon, those flustered eyes met the man with a complicated expression in front of her.

　　Thanks to this, Kei also calmed down. She reached out and combed her long silver hair. Surrounded by amazed whispers around her, she took out her cell phone and started calling the police.

　　...

　　Unexpectedly, after parting ways with Mafuyu, Shinichi was accompanied by another girl.

　　Although they didn't play shooting games together, and didn't go to the stalls at the festival, and only sent pickpockets who failed to steal into the police car and made simple notes. Nothing to be proud of.

　　But at this point, Shinichi also sighed, how exciting is this trip?

　　Considering what happened in just over an hour, not to mention the ups and downs, it was the most tortuous visit to the festival in the past ten years.

　　Everyone in the Student Council, Hayasaka Ai, Kirisu Mafuyu... Once these people got involved, so many stories happened in the initially boring festival. Whether it's physical or mental exhaustion, it starts to build up.

　　To be honest, Shinichi wanted to go home.

　　He had a hunch that if he didn't return home, a more troublesome situation would definitely occur later