Chapter 3 - Thrashing
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The fat boy swiftly pocketed the candy pouch using the distraction and smirked as he clenched his fist and taunted,
"Oh~!! Count me in, then! Haven't had a chance to test my new moves on any punching bags recently."
The scrawny yet handsome-looking boy swallowed his saliva as he tried to hide away the lunchbox after seeing his fat colleague hiding away the candies. Seeing the other two so pumped up to give the little girl a beating, he voiced out his concerns,
"Hey, you two. Make sure not to injure her anywhere visibly. The Teachers mustn't find out, and don't hit her face. Such a Pretty face must not be injured. Hit her elsewhere."
Matt smiled darkly as he replied to his good-looking friend,
"Oh, don't you worry about that. But, if she ends up wetting the floor before we get to her... then you can't blame me, okay?"
The group's nasty discussion made Consuela terrified. She knew that she had to get away to prevent further harm from befalling her.
Tears fell freely from her eyes as her vision turned blurry. She still didn't dare fight back when she thought of her struggling Mother and resigned herself to yet another beatdown as she curled her body on the ground in advance.
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Not much further away, Lisa eyed the group's behaviour, with her poorly restrained temper flaring up quickly.
Although she had wanted to gather information on the group's usual behaviour towards Consuela before, she still couldn't bring herself to hold back until Consuela got roughed up by the group.
Without much fanfare, Lisa stealthily approached the fat boy and kicked him in the groin from behind. Without waiting for their reaction, she gave a high kick to the pretty boy's temple, making him incapacitated quickly.
By the time Matt and Consuela noticed things, they were both startled by the short-lived scream from the now-trembling fat boy, as he collapsed onto the ground, quickly followed by the skinny boy next to him.
Consuela wiped away her tears along with her sadness as she eyed the tall and courageous figure approaching her fearsome elder cousin, and she cracked her knuckles.
"You punk, it looks like the beating is overdue for you instead! Daring to harm someone under my protection?? Dream on!"
Having survived the cut-throat world of business for years before, Lisa had some street smarts within her, having often dealt with groups of ambushers appearing out of nowhere.
If she still didn't know how to protect herself, she might have died in some dark alleyway before she did at her home.
Consuela stared blankly at the mighty figure of Lisa as she confidently stared down her elder cousin, before she started to rain a barrage of kicks and punches on him.
She had never imagined that the one who had often haunted her dreams could appear so... pitiful.
Glancing at Matt's sorry figure lying listlessly on the floor, Lisa spat on him with ridicule as she continued to coldly glare at him and declared for all three of the boys to listen,
"You three better not show up in front of me in the future. If I so much as catch a look at your nasty faces, castrate! Dare to torment Consuela again? Castrate!! Have the balls to confront me again? Castrate!! You three better wash up and prepare for another beating if you carelessly approach Consuela in the future. Rather... would you three really like to know what castration feels like??"
Matt stared at Lisa's cold eyes with horror as he quickly knelt to her on the ground and began to crawl away by himself, hoping to find a hole to crawl into and get away from this female demon.
As Consuela stared at Matt's sorry-looking figure escaping into the distance, she was princess-carried by Lisa as she found herself being brought away from the pile of fallen bodies.
"Why did you not even argue against those assholes? The more you endure, the more emboldened they become. Next time, give them a kick where the sun doesn't shine!"
"Also, come over to tell me if there is something that you can't handle. For a fee, of course. Bring me a few raw mango flavoured candies, and I will readily help you."
Consuela knew that her poverty-ridden family situation and young age attracted the bullies, who loved to bother her occasionally.
Poverty made her mature quickly, but her base personality was timid. She couldn't talk her way out of her troubles and had eventually accepted her fate.
Seeing Consuela's tear-drenched face, Lisa sighed in exhaustion and wiped the tear stains while pulling her away towards the lunch area.
"Sit here. I will be back in a minute."
Lisa took off and quickly returned, presented the forgotten lunchbox and candy pouch that had been taken away by the bullies.
Not minding Consuela anymore, Lisa started to eat her lunch while eyeing the System notification.
The task wasn't shown as completed yet, which Lisa thought meant that the guarding task ended with the school day.
The lunch period soon ended, and Consuela didn't speak much as she quietly ate her lunch. Lisa managed to talk her way out of the crowd's enquiries and began to enjoy the peace as she started to plan her next actions.
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