In this gripping mystery-thriller, immerse yourself in the world of high school sleuths under the leadership of Nijiro Hiyaschi. Together, they unravel mind-boggling puzzles, confront the shadows of darkness, and tirelessly hunt for justice. With El...
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" Whether an individual is wealthy or poor, when he does something erroneous, it should not be neglected."
CHAPTER 2: THE RICH PINOCCHIO
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The weather was surprisingly cozy and pulchritudinous. The sun gives off a striking and brilliant light, and the clouds shaped like tufty pillows glide slowly across the cerulean sky. The sunlight makes my skin scintillate while casting shadows on standing trees, and also on their swaying branches.
Macraine and I went under a Pterocarpus indicus tree near the soccer field, and now I am treating his wounds. The good thing is that I'm Semper Paratus--- I mean, I'm always prepared. Palagi akong may dalang first-aid kit.
"I just want to ask, why are you oppressed by those false kings?" I quizzed, while applying povidone-iodine to his wound near the bottom of his eye.
"Maybe because they are angry when they see a well-favored and drop-dead gorgeous man," he answered facetiously.
I gave him a teasing and feigned disgusted look.
He laughed flamboyantly.
I guess I got the wrong impression on him. At first he seemed quiet but now he seems loquacious and naughty.
"The truth is that I don't know either," he continued. "I was just resting on the rooftop when someone pulled the collar of my shirt and punched me."
"Ah, they are dreadful! Did they just punch you for no reason?" I suddenly raised my voice and shook my head in disbelief. "Napakasama nila, wala silang kasing sama!" I added emphatically.
He cracked up again.
"Why are you laughing? May nakakatawa ba sa sinabi ko?" I asked in astonishment.
"I just chortle at your reaction. It seems that out of the two of us, you are more affected even though I am the one who got hurt," he answered back.
"But I am sincerely grateful because even though you have nothing against them, you still helped me." He thanked me with a pure smile.
