Color Rush[MinSung][민성][HIATUS]

Are You A Men? Show Me pt.3

"What a pity."

Hearing these words, the boy's face grew darker and darker.  It seems that he also knows that he is not that glamorous.  The boy's mother said.

"How did this child receive family upbringing?" She then she started pointing her finger.

Then he began to point his finger.  The mother of a boy like this did not really know where family education is received and she pointed to the other person for the first time.

"Jin Sang's mother? Please calm down."

"Can I calm down? My son's face is like this!"

"Not necessarily, he wasn't saved before he got hit in the face ..." My aunt rushed to cover my mouth with her hand.

I almost fell on my head, I wrapped my arm around my head,

"hahaha" he laughed awkwardly. 

"Children this age grow up fighting, huh?"

"God, does it look like Jisung's aunt grew up like this?"

"Yes, they broke several front teeth." As my aunt said, she smiled and put me in her arms. 

Actually, my aunt's front teeth never broke.  As far as I know, it is usually my aunt who hits other children to find teeth.  It is said that even children are not compatible with my aunt. 

Because of this, my mother often thumps her chest in anger.  "It's just a punch, so we can forget about it, right?"

"The perpetrator's face is so thick."

"Well, it is said that Jin Sang I spoke harshly to Jisung." 

"Still, is it okay to use violence? Is this how your school ignores the victims and protects the perpetrators?"  My aunt's eyes lit up, as if she was saying

"Stop talking nonsense," and she released the hand that was covering my mouth.

"I am looking for exposure in the media and I have to go to the police."

"Director, can you solve it correctly?"

"I don't want to solve it correctly! Ah!"  This time, instead of covering my mouth with her hand, her aunt pinched my thigh.  It hurt.

But even if this is the case, how can I deal with this situation correctly?

As soon as I spoke, my aunt immediately lifted her pillow from behind and hit me hard.  Although it doesn't hurt to be hit by a pillow, it does make a loud noise. 

"You, I said shut up!"  My aunt shook the pillow vigorously and then threw it against the wall with a big arm.

I don't know if it was intentional, but the pillow flew past that guy's mother.

"I mean, the guy who hit someone hasn't apologized yet."

"That bastard didn't apologize to me either. Auntie, let me go, really let me go."

I realized that my aunt was about to grab the back of my neck, so I stopped immediately.  No matter how round and easy to grip the back of my head is, my hair still hurts.

"That bastard"

~•To Be Continued•~