Chapter 53

A pair of men and women were walking toward the station.

In this relatively deserted area, they walk quickly, trying to blend in with the pedestrians as much as possible, but also trying to avoid them.

"For now, is it okay if we go to Harumaki-chan's local area?"

"That's fine. Is Suzuhara-kun okay for the last train?"

"There's no need to worry about the last train. I won't be using the bus either, so I have three hours to spare."

"I see. Well, we're just going to have tea at a cafe, so I guess that was unnecessary worry."

The girl called Harumaki looked up at the man next to her with a charming smile.

She slung her parasol and bag over her arm, grabbed Suzuhara's arm with her other hand, and followed along with heels, taking small but quick steps.

Their only purpose was to go into a quiet cafe and chat; that was all.

Despite this, Suzuhara in particular showed signs of impatience in every move.

As if escaping from something, he was careful to keep an eye on the pace of Harumaki, who was clinging to him, but he continued to overtake the people in front of him one after another.

"Harumaki-chan, we'll be there soon, so please take out your IC card."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I always put it here..."

The two of them fiddled with their bags as they walked.

"H-Huh...?"

No matter how much time passed, Harumaki never took her hand out of the bag.

It seemed she couldn't find her IC card, so Harumaki squatted down on the side of the road and began rummaging through her bag.

"This... can't be...!"

Harumaki was so shaken and stunned that she was visibly trembling.

"Did you lose it? What about in your clothes pocket?"

"Why... is my smartphone... nowhere to be found...!! Why?! I'm sure I left it here!!"

Harumaki's impatience was unusual.

Apart from the shock of not having something that she was absolutely sure was there, there was also an overwhelming sense of fear at the mere fact that her smartphone was missing.

"I checked when I left the store, you know!? So why is it gone!?"

"C-Calm down, Harumaki-chan. Let's call the store and get them to keep it safe."

Admittedly, the two of them were anxious.

They had hurriedly snuck out so as not to be noticed by the other members of the offline gaming meeting they had been attending just a moment ago.

However, for Harumaki, who is a gamer, losing her smartphone is something she cannot afford to happen.

So, she zipped it up tightly and put it away in her bag.

She checked to make sure it was there before leaving the store.

Unless there's a hole in the bag, there's no way it could have gone missing.

However, no matter where she looked, she couldn't find her smartphone.

"I have to go back... to the store, right now...!"

"Wait! Harumaki-chan!"

Harumaki broke through Suzuhara's restraint and started running.

Even though they had put in a lot of effort in distancing themselves, if they are not careful, they might run into the other members who were heading to the station.

Harumaki, who had been walking unsteadily in high heels just a moment ago, now ran away at breakneck speed like a completely different person.

Suzuhara chased after her in a hurry, but it seemed that Harumaki still had some sanity left, instead choosing to take a path with as few people as possible.

Harumaki did not hesitate to enter the shop where she returned.

When Suzuhara followed her into the store, he saw Harumaki, out of breath and without any care for her appearance, talking to a store clerk.

The expression on her face is not bright.

Apparently, there was nothing left in the store.

In any case, there are two possibilities.

It was stolen from her bag without her knowledge.

Is someone embezzling things that are dropped at the store?

"Suzuhara-kun! Call me on my smartphone! It may be in a more unexpected place because of various misunderstandings...!"

As soon as they left the store, Harumaki asked Suzuhara.

Harumaki was desperate.

Suzuhara was also swallowed by the momentum and took out the smartphone that had been turned off.

However, that act soon became meaningless.

"Oh, you were here after all. I knew you'd come back."

There was a man approaching from behind them.

He is a large man, tall and wide, walking towards them with a smartphone in his hand.

"Ku, Kurosawa-san...!"

When Suzuhara saw Kurosawa, he instinctively grabbed Harumaki's arm and tried to run away.

However, Harumaki refuses to move.

"Oops, you'd better not run away. For the sake of the woman beside you."

Kurosawa turned his gaze to Harumaki with a humble smile.

The smartphone in Kurosawa's hand belonged to Harumaki.

Because he knew that, Harumaki also ignored Suzuhara's pull and stayed.

"Give that back...!"

"Ahh? You want it back? Well, I suppose so. It would be a problem if a smartphone with so many bad videos on it fell into someone else's hands."

Harumaki's face turned pale at Kurosawa's words.

Why does Kurosawa, who is not the owner, know what's inside?

Of course, it's only because her password was stolen.

Kurosawa stood beside Harumaki persistently during the offline meeting.

Harumaki, who had never expected something like this to happen, made sure that the password couldn't be seen when she was fiddling with her smartphone, but she didn't go so far as to hide it completely.

"I'll make it clear to you. Whether you run away, make a fuss, or secretly report the incident, Harumaki's life will be over. Please follow me with after understanding that well."

Suzuhara obediently followed Kurosawa's advice and received eye contact from Harumaki.

Judging from Harumaki's reactions up to now, it was clear that the situation was beyond repair as soon as he had the smartphone in his hands.

What the two of them were taken to was a park that was large enough to be used for running.

It's not far from the hotel district, but it's a place where there are hardly any people passing by at this time of day.

"Well, Suzuhara, where were you and Harumaki going?"

Kurosawa first started interrogating Suzuhara.

The two of them had agreed beforehand that Kurosawa would take Harumaki to a love hotel.

However, Suzuhara disregarded such a promise, and immediately after the offline meeting ended, he escaped with Harumaki.

"Well, Harumaki-chan said she had something she was worried about, so I thought I'd give her some advice."

"Then it doesn't matter if I'm there, right? Three heads are better than one, haven't you heard?"

"Despite how she looks, Harumaki-chan is pretty shy..."

"She's shy!? Buhaha... what a funny person you are, huh."

Kurosawa casually unlocked Harumaki's smartphone and began scavenging through the folders inside.

Seeing that, Harumaki, anticipating Kurosawa's next move, leans forward and shouts in a hoarse voice.

"S-Stop it...!"

That was the worst possible scenario for Harumaki.

No matter how things turn out from here on out, the only ending left for her is bad.

She wanted to cling onto something.

She wanted to deny something.

It wasn't easy to admit that her life was practically over.

"Hey, Suzuhara, you know why I brought you here? You're the one being put to the test. You want to have sex with Harumaki, don't you? If you say so honestly, I'll let you in too. I know a hotel that can accommodate three people or more."

Kurosawa assesses Suzuhara from above.

If he obeyed quietly, Suzuhara would probably be saved.

However, it wasn't difficult to imagine being subjected to Kurosawa's distasteful orders.

Above all, Harumaki's fate remains unchanged.

That was a choice that Suzuhara could never accept, given the feelings that had begun to grow in his heart.

"I-I love Harumaki-chan! I can't give her to Kurosawa-san!"

Suzuhara spit out his thoughts.

Harumaki's eyes widened at his words, while Kurosawa grinned.

"Well said. Then, can you say the same thing after seeing this?"

Kurosawa turned Harumaki's smartphone screen towards Suzuhara.

"N-No! Please stop it! Don't show that...!!"

Harumaki grabbed Suzuhara's arm and could only beg.

There was no way Kurosawa would listen to such a wish, as Harumaki's dark past would be exposed.

It was the scene of an orgy.

And it wasn't taken under threat.

Harumaki was seen happily engaging in sexual intercourse with several men.

Interacting with adults about the same age as his parents.

Harumaki, who is the recipient of this desire, is wearing her high school uniform. If this were to be exposed to the public, her personal information would be instantly identified.

"Wha...!"

Suzuhara's voice choked up.

The fact that the girl cowering behind him - the girl to whom he had fallen in love in such a short time - was sucking the penises of several strangers in her mouth.

"This is... uhh..."

Harumaki couldn't say any words of denial either.

She just clings strongly to Suzuhara's arm and rubs her forehead against it, praying that he wouldn't abandon her.

"I get it, you were taking money from these old men, right? But then something went wrong and they cut you off. You probably thought you were the one who walked up from the situation... but that’s no good, that kind of stopping. You can’t get out. You can’t help but crave the money and the sex. That’s why you kept this crazy thing around, right?"

Harumaki, who had been raking in money for sex since she was young, relied on games and in-game purchases to fill the void after that connection had disappeared.

Eventually, she ran out of money and excitement, so she began trying to get strangers to hook up with her at offline meetings and ask for money.

From an early age, Harumaki had no resistance to skinship.

Harumaki thought that they were just a little more sexually tolerant.

From the very beginning, she blundered.

Harumaki, who was still immature in body and mind, was tempted by adults with loose ideas about chastity and money, and gradually sank into a world of lust.

"That's not it... I... don't do that kind of stuff anymore..."

"You know that's wrong. You're an onahole born to have sex. Don't worry about it. I'll be your new patron. Unlike the old men before me, I'll only give you semen."

Kurosawa grabs Harumaki's arm and tries to pull her out from behind Suzuhara.

Suzuhara, watching the interaction in front of his, was unable to take action immediately.

His fear and shock was so great, it was impossible to tell what was right or wrong.

However, he still noticed that Harumaki, whose arm was being pulled by Kurosawa, was looking at him with a faint hope.

At that moment, all thoughts of 'gain' and 'loss' were shattered.

"L-Let Harumaki-chan go!"

It wasn't a powerful voice that could be called a shout.

Still, it sounded, and it reached Kurosawa's ears.

If he had just behaved obediently, he would have been let off the hook.

As Suzuhara steps out of his comfort zone, Kurosawa's sharp eyes fix onto him.

"I thought you were just a reliable senpai who liked dirty jokes. But this is way too much! I never thought you would threaten or force someone to do something like that..."

While Suzuhara was talking, Kurosawa flashed the smartphone at Harumaki, then slowly walked over to him.

And Kurosawa visited Suzuhara's abdomen without saying a word.

Suzuhara fell to his knees, unable to cry out, and desperately tried to stay conscious by trying to catch his reduced breathing.

"You just never bothered to find out. We've only been friends since we graduated, meeting occasionally. It's not like I've changed or anything. You just didn't know. That's all."

Kurosawa spits out those words and tries to leave the park again.

However, Suzuhara also stretched out his arms, grabbed Kurosawa's ankle, and tried to stop him.

"Hey hey, are you that serious for a bitch like her? Did you even watch the video earlier? She's a woman who's had sex with a bunch of guys the same age as your dad for money. There's no way a worn-out onahole like this could have a normal relationship at this point!!"

Kurosawa stomps on Suzuhara's hand, kicks him in the face, and throws him away like trash.

Suzuhara's hands were still hanging on his legs.

Harumaki was unable to rejoice or grieve.

The cause of this situation was Harumaki's past, which no one wanted to know.

Since Kurosawa has control over it, Suzuhara's actions are meaningless.

No matter how many times he was kicked, Suzuhara kept his arms extended.

Before long, Kurosawa sighed loudly and stopped hurting Suzuhara.

"I see, so you like this woman that much. Then..."

Kurosawa decided not to take Harumaki away.

Instead, he pushed Harumaki to the ground, took off her pants, and unbuckled his own belt.

"Kyah... it hurt-...! No... stop it...!!"

"First of all, I'll creampie her straight away, Suzuharaa."

If his body doesn't break, then break his heart.

Suzuhara, who could only crawl and grab hold of the creature's legs, no longer had the strength to stop it.

No matter how much he ordered "move" in his head, I couldn't even move his fingertips, struggling to even maintain consciousness.

"Well then, time to fuck."

Perhaps Kurosawa was used to orgies, he didn't hesitate to expose his erect penis in public.

Rather, Kurosawa turns Harumaki around and forces her legs apart, so as to show off his erect penis.

"Stop it... don't make it hurt... don't put it in...!"

Harumaki resisted, but couldn't shout.

She couldn't afford to let him escape while he held onto her secret. But more than anything, fear had simply sapped all the strength in her body.

Naturally, Harumaki's pleas were disregarded, as Kurosawa got on top of her in missionary position, lifted her hips, and brought his penis close enough that their genitals were about to touch.

"Watch carefully. It's a rare experience to have the woman you love violated right in front of you, you know?"

As his vision went white, Suzuhara could only watch as Harumaki's face became stained with despair.

Although the compensated dating that Harumaki had engaged in in the past was illegal and unethical, it was done safely and with mutual consent.

Having semen poured directly and forcefully into her vagina was something she had never experienced before.

The worst of life, something she could never accept.

If she struggles, she will be beaten until she can no longer move.

Even if help arrives, Kurosawa will just escape and reveals her secret.

If she resists, hell awaits.

If she screams, hell awaits.

Even if she just gives up, it would just result in hell.

Suzuhara's body no longer moves.

Even though such despair was imminent in front of his eyes, no special power emerged like the animes he always watched.

-However, a miracle did exist.

A scene where a girl is about to be raped.

At the edge of Suzuhara's vision that reflects it.

Harumaki's parasol, which had fallen next to her, floated in the air.

Then, the tip drew an arc like a golf swing and struck Kurosawa's balls hard.

"Aguaaahh-!?"

The sudden, extraordinary pain caused Kurosawa to stop breathing for a few seconds, and it was only after the second blow missed his groin and hit his inner thigh that he realised he had been attacked.

With his trousers down to his knees, Kurosawa couldn't immediately prepare for combat, and he continued to receive blows around the crotch, letting out pathetic shrieks like a dog's.

"W-Who is it!! Don't mess with me-!!"

Feeling so dizzy that he felt like he might pass out from the pain alone, Kurosawa shuffled around in the darkness and somehow managed to grab his trousers, and while straightening his knees, he tried to pull them up to his waist in one go.

However, the trousers that were half stripped were firmly fastened in place, and Kurosawa lost his balance, falling to the ground due to the force of his own strength.

"Goah...!? W-What the...!?"

Before he knew it, a parasol was tucked into his trousers, going from his waist down to the hem.

At the same time that Kurosawa was pulling up his pants, the assailant stepped on the handle of the parasol, blocking his ability to pull up his pants.

Kurosawa dived from the front to the ground, and his erect penis rubbed against the soil, twisting his face in severe pain.

However, it was after that that the real pain was waiting.

Kurosawa, disliking the pain in his penis, pulled his hips off the ground, so he was in a position somewhere between face down and on all fours.

Kurosawa's testicles hang down between his legs.

The assailant's toes swung down with all its force onto that exposed vital spot.

"AaaAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

The screams of a cracked throat echoed throughout the park.

Sweat gushed out of every nook and cranny of his body. Kurosawa, who had lost his sense of balance, relying solely on his blurred vision, swung his arms around him.

Perhaps the assailant was afraid of Kurosawa's counterattack, so they made no unnecessary follow-up attack, and after a while, Kurosawa's mind finally cleared. He was able to kneel down and prepare his fists.

"Damn it...!! That hurtsss!! I'll kill you!! I'll definitely kill you!!"

Kurosawa shouted in a hollow voice, glaring at his attacker through his tear-blurred vision.

His knees were shaking and unsteady, but as a karate black belt, Kurosawa was able to deal with most attacks as long as he could move his arms.

As Kurosawa's vision gradually cleared, he caught sight of only one weak-looking girl.

She wasn't a member of the offline meeting.

If anyone had a motive to attack Kurosawa, it would be the man named Sotomichi, a friend of Suzuhara. However, no matter how much memory he searches from the past, there is no connection between the girl and Kurosawa.

Yes.

A girl who has nothing to do with Kurosawa.

However, she was not a complete stranger in this situation.

Harumaki knew about that girl.

"It can't be...! Yuka, chan...?"

Harumaki finally woke up from the chaos of nearly being raped by Kurosawa, letting out a small cry.

Yuka was not a participant in the offline meeting, but a friend of Sotomichi's sister who was with her, and is an acquaintance of Harumaki with whom she has a bit of a grudge.

Still, today was the first time they'd met, and it's not as if they'd built a friendly relationship.

Why was she taking such a risk to help her?

Harumaki couldn't comprehend it.

"Damn you... How dare you underestimate me. You're just a brat. I need to give this bastard some adult discipline!"

When Kurosawa was sure that Yuka would keep her distance and not pursue him, he pulled out the parasol out and pulled up his trousers while uttering such threatening lines.

Yuka also seems unsure of what to do next, so from this point on there is no choice but for Kurosawa to torture and violate her unilaterally.

Everyone foresaw such an end.

In the end, there was no way she could do anything about a man with such a huge difference in build.

All Harumaki could do was lament that because of her, the number of victims was only increasing.

However, a miracle would certainly happen.

It was the moment when Kurosawa pulled his pants up to his hips and lowered his upper body slightly to fit his inseam.

Kurosawa's thoughts, burning with rage and a desire for revenge, as he wondered how he should rape these women, were suddenly cut short.

Kurosawa's head was struck by a tremendous impact, with him sinking to the ground, not knowing what had just happened.

His brain wobbled, causing a mild concussion and briefly robbing Kurosawa of consciousness.

It should be Kurosawa's turn to counterattack immediately. However, in the first place, he can't grasp what kind of state he's in, lying on the ground in confusion.

"Phew... haah... I told you that I hated running, didn't I."

It was a second assailant.

A girl of the same age as Yuka, and from the way she spoke, it was clear that they knew each other.

It was the girl who, without hesitation, put her entire weight into a flying kick that chopped off Kurosawa's head and his consciousness.

"It's your fault for having such useless things."

Yuka disliked the ferocious bust size of the girl who stabbed Kurosawa.

That said, it doesn't seem like she has any complexes about her flat chest, approaching the girl proudly showing off her generally slender body lines.

"It's not like I like having such pointless things."

In contrast, the second attacker, a girl, seemed to have a strong complex about her breasts.

It's a shame as she has accumulated some pretty impressive things, but it seems she doesn't particularly need any feminine weapons.

She has a beautiful appearance that is attractive enough to attract people even without such things. In reality, having sex appeal beyond feminine style might have more disadvantages than advantages.

"Uu... what... was that..."

Kurosawa was left lying on the ground semi-conscious.

It seemed he no longer even had the strength to scream in pain from his crotch.

"You sank under the weight of Miyu's boobs, huh."

"Stop blaming everything on my boobs."

The maneuvers from there were brilliant.

Yuka pulls out two smartphones from Kurosawa's clothes, and the girl called Miyu takes out arm restraints from her bag.

The restraints were of high quality and seemed like the sort of thing that would be used for SM play in high-end establishments.

It was hardly the sort of thing that a random middle school student should have in their possession, but for some reason it was conveniently prepared. They put it on Kurosawa and decided to leave the rest to the police, who had already been notified.

"I kicked this guy's balls out of him and they're still hard. That's hilarious. Should I stick a vibrator up his ass?"

"Don't waste your tools. I'll buy new arm restraints and give it back to Haruka."

While a conversation completely devoid of any ethics was taking place, Harumaki was unknowingly being saved.

In front of her were two middle school students, a captured rapist, and a man covered in wounds - the man she had intended to use as a pawn to extort money from. Harumaki herself had only suffered minor scratches.

These girls also recovered the smartphone that had been used to threaten her.

To begin with, she doesn't know how these two knew that Harumaki had been threatened. In any case, after understanding the situation, the incident was ended in the best possible way.

"T... thank... you..."

Harumaki said those words in a withered voice that probably hadn't reached the two of them.

There's no doubt that she should be grateful to Yuka and the others because it's thanks to them that she's safe.

However, there was doubt in Harumaki's chest.

Considering her own mistakes, she somehow felt that she needed to convey her gratitude in a different order.

"Suzuhara-kun...... I'm sorry... and... um... thank you..."

Suzuhara was already unconscious, and as soon as the ambulance arrived, he was taken to the hospital for examination.

In the end, he's just another person.

Although he was a man with whom she had no vested interest in, Harumaki felt as if she had gained something from this man.

She thought that what she was doing was no different from those who worked hard in the sex and adult video industry.

She told herself that all the men who had sex with Harumaki were happy, and that the work and pay was reasonable.

After finally growing up, she now realised how huge of a mistake that was.

No one had directly admonished her.

However, due to the indirect pressure from society, she began to threaten herself. By telling herself she should never speak to anyone that she had relationships with multiple men for money.

While repeatedly engaging in half-hearted compensated dating.

Like meaningless self-admonition.

Kurosawa's cruel theory wasn't so far off.

The reason she kept the video of her orgy was because, for some reason, remembering her past self made her feel a little better.

Or perhaps, in order to deceive the men at her offline meetings, she was using self-harm to dull the loneliness that she felt could not be filled no matter what she did, and to mask the stress that came with that loneliness.

However, Harumaki did not know where that loneliness came from.

She had no intention of doing anything wrong.

The first men she dated, 'daddy' , were very kind to her as a 'woman', at least when they were physically intimate. They took her to her favorite cafes and theme parks, and she truly believed that this was the same as what her friends did with their boyfriends.

That was herself.

The person she was, purely herself, has now disappeared.

Pretending that the few years she should have been there didn't exist.

She didn't tell anyone, and put it away to make sure no one ever found out.

But still.

For this reason.

Even now, in a world where no one knows her, Harumaki continues to get men to pay her for her body.

"I... was this kind of person. I never noticed myself."

It's time to end this compensated dating thing now.

She wants a lot of money.

She also wants to do a lot of lewd things.

So just get a normal job and get a boyfriend like everyone else.

The one who is seeking both of these things is none other than herself, who once did bad things and has continued to do so to this day.

The only difference is that she's a little older than she used to be.

She also learned about the concept of chastity, and came to understand good and evil.

Before she realised, her feet were on the ground.

"Well, I didn't intend to help you guys or anything, but the fact is that I did save you, so you should be grateful."

Yuka stands in front of Harumaki, who is still sitting on the ground, and without the slightest bit of remorse, imposes an obligation of gratitude on her.

"Yeah... thank you. I'll think about how I can show my gratitude, Yuka-chan."

She's grateful for the help given to her.

Although Harumaki thought that was natural, she was somewhat confused.

Because she didn't know what to do.

No, she just needs to show her gratitude by thinking for herself.

The clothes that this girl, Yuka, was putting on her didn't seem to ask for anything at all.

"Even that guy lying on the ground there. If you like sex that much, just do it with him."

"Eh... ahh, I guess so. I'll think about it."

Harumaki was smiling wryly, but the corners of her mouth looked less tired than usual.

It seemed that Harumaki had grown to like this girl, just a little, for the very reason that she was so lacking in delicacy.

"Yuka. The police are here, so I'll meet up with Onii-chan and go home."

Miyu briefly explained the circumstances to the police officer who rushed over, and left the rest to the adults.

Even if they are questioned, the parties involved are still the three who were at the offline meeting.

Miyu and the others were at risk of being taken into custody due to their age, timing and location for their outing. However, this issue was overlooked once Miyu's older brother arrived to pick them up.

The older brother arrived just as most of the administrative procedures had been completed and the ambulance had arrived, almost at the same time.

"You guys, if you had found them when you got to the store, you should have contacted me there. I'm glad you two were safe though…"

Miyu's older brother was a young man with an indescribable style, but there was something about him that made him seem 'not bad.'

"It was Yuka who found Harumaki-san. I was just doing my best to chase after Yuka."

"That's how it is. I was following Haru-chii while reporting the incident, but before the police arrived, things were getting bad. So I had to get going with it. I knew it wouldn't be good if the guy ran away, so I just said it was a really big deal."

"No wonder there are four police officers here..."

By the time the older brother arrived, the situation had been mostly resolved, but the response from the police seemed a little overkill for what was just a simple fight.

"In any case, don't do anything dangerous anymore, alright?"

"In the first place, if Onii-chan hadn't stuck your nose, I wouldn't have wanted to help you either."

"I only helped Miyu and Onii-san because she said we would help those guys."

The older brother acting as the guardian for the younger sister and the others.

Apparently, it was the older brother who made this happen.

"...Eh, it's my fault?"

"That's right?"

"Reflect on your actions!"

"I'm deeply sorry..."

In the first place, the reason why these two helped Harumaki and the others was that the older brother jumped out to solve the problem alone.

It was neither whimsical nor playful.

Miyu and Yuka both worried about this older brother who might have been following the same fate as Suzuhara.

After understanding that it was he who made them do so, he held his head and deeply reflected.

"In any case, Onii-chan, thank you for your hard work. It must have been hard running here. Go home and take a shower."

"Wait a minute. I've done a lot of good deeds for you, Onii-san. In addition to the parfait, you're also gonna reward me further, right?"

Yuka jumped onto the older brother and glared at Miyu sideways.

She exerts silent pressure that says, 'This time I'm right.'

Miyu, who had intended to do so from the start, didn't go out of her way to argue back... but it seemed she couldn't just let that happen, as she pulled Yuka away with the cryptic words, "I don't remember ever allowing any physical contact beyond sexual contact."

"I'll decide on the train ride home. For now, the three days from now is possible for the date."

"Then three days later!! Leave a day free!!"

"O-okay."

Yuka presses on rapidly, and the plan was quickly decided.

The older brother didn't have a say in the matter, but it was a constructive experience for him as it saved him time to worry.

They weren't told where Suzuhara was being taken, but according to the paramedics, his injuries were not severe enough to require him to be hospitalized for several days.

The brother decided that he could go visit him if he heard from him, but for now he made getting the girls home his top priority and headed home.

The lively trio leaves the park.

The smartphone in the brother's pocket started vibrating without anyone noticing.

The display was turned on, and a message was lit up in the enclosed space.

'I have something important to tell you, so please give me some time tomorrow.'