A man's scream rang out.

Accompanied by several consecutive crisp sounds of "clang".

...

The scar monster was stunned.

It turned its head and looked at it.

...

A thin man was holding his slightly tilted eyes with one hand and rubbing his head with the other.

He grinned a little on his face.

Pain and anger intertwined.

...

"Are you okay?"

The man's companion, some fat boys looked at the man with sympathy.

Another companion with a buzz cut picked up the "culprit" and came back.

"It hit you?"

...

The pain on his head dissipated a little, and the man in glasses reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes.

As soon as he was hit hard, physiological tears flowed out of his eyes.

The sharp pain exploded in his head like a bolt of lightning.

Fortunately, it passed away in an instant like lightning.

He held the position he had just been smashed and took a deep breath.

Then he turned his eyes to the items in his friend's hands.

It was a can.

It was deformed while concave inward.

He sucked his eyes.

I felt that the place on my head was hitting it seemed to hurt again and again.

...

"That's right."

The man with glasses said a bit gritting his teeth.

"It hurts so much!"

"Which bastard is it-"

The man in glasses looked around while talking.

His two friends also looked around with him.

...

But soon, the man with glasses looked even more ugly.

...

"It seems that the other party has left."

A slightly fat boy tells obvious facts.

Looking around, there were only three girls talking and laughing coming in this direction nearby.

The three girls who just came here naturally could not be the culprit.

...

The man with eyes couldn't help but wave his clenched fist.

"asshole."

"Don't let me meet him-"

"You don't know if it's him when you meet."

A boy with a buzz cut throws cold water on his friend.

...

No.

You can't see it even if you meet it.

The scar monster looked at the boy in glasses and thought a little casually.

In fact, it was somewhat unexpected about this accident.

It didn't pay attention...

At that time, there happened to be a can next to my claws.

I didn't expect that I just waved my claws to vent my vent. I happened to beat the can out.

This can that it accidentally beat was really hit by someone.

...

Seeing the unlucky human with an angry look, the scar monster stuck out his tongue.

It's not about its business.

It just waved its paws.

It doesn't know anything else.

...

The man with glasses suddenly felt a little sad.

My friend is right.

Even if he really meets the guy he wants to throw away the bricks again-

certainly.

Just a joke.

At most, he will treat the person with his own way.

Bump him with a can.

Let him taste the feeling of being hit by a can.

...

"alright."

Friends of men with glasses all expressed their words to comfort men with glasses.

"Aren't people okay?"

"Maybe they didn't mean it."

"I was scared by this accident when I ran away?"

...

"Puff~"

The slightly fat boy suddenly laughed.

"You're too lucky."

"Why did you just get hit right away?"

"This is the first time in reality I have seen someone smashed by a can that flew from somewhere..."

...

Men with glasses:...

It was the first time he saw someone smashed by a can that flew from somewhere...

This person is still himself...

You know, he had always thought that this was an unreasonable plot that only exists in TV series...

He has complained about this plot design more than once...

This...is not a retribution for his complaints, right?

The man in glasses was shocked.
To be continued...