Unspeakable bubbles

"I understand what you mean, mentor. I will report to you immediately if I find anything unusual about the bubbles."

"Ah."

Professor Nakamura began, "She is an extremely valuable subject, and such an opportunity to observe her up close is truly rare."

"Hehe, if I were ten years younger, I would never give up this opportunity to anyone else."

As he said this, Professor Nakamura also had some doubts.

Why didn't that colleague keep the bubbles with him and instead sent them to me?

"Thank you for your guidance, mentor!" Misa Ohara's words interrupted his thoughts. He didn't think much of it and changed to a kind tone: "Don't be so formal. After all, we're family."

Chapter 29, Section 029: Bullying

As night fell, Kimiko led Bubbles back to the dormitory.

"This is it. Two people share a dorm room. Do you want to sleep on the top bunk or the bottom bunk?"

"Upper bunk, lower bunk?" The little girl looked at the neatly tidied upper bunk and asked curiously, "Kimiko, you used to sleep on the upper bunk, so Bubble slept on the lower bunk."

"Ah, it's okay, Bubble. If you want to sleep upstairs, I'll get ready right away."

Perhaps because she was used to being bullied, Kimiko still spoke in a reserved tone when facing Bubble, the little newborn.

"Let's go downstairs." Bubble put down her backpack and took out a black toy doll.

"Bunny, thank you for your hard work!" the little girl said happily, hugging her toy doll.

"What is this?" Kimiko examined the fluffy thing. Hmm, it was crudely made and looked cheap.

"Its name is Rabbit, and it's something my sister left for Bubble." The little girl's mood suddenly dropped when she mentioned her sister. "Rabbit is Bubble's precious treasure."

"Oh." Kimiko was puzzled, only noticing that the girl in front of her seemed a little downcast.

She was instinctively a little scared, but of course, Kimiko wasn't afraid of bubbles.

Instead...

You can't make others angry, or you'll be bullied.

You can't say no to others, or you'll be bullied.

You can't speak loudly, or you'll get bullied.

You can't laugh, and you definitely can't cry.

Otherwise, you will be bullied.

Therefore, Kimiko was both worried and scared: "I, I'll help you pack!"

"Thank you, but there's nothing left in Bubble."

The little girl took out a change of clothes and several books from her schoolbag. "Oh, right, and this too."

As she spoke, Bubble took out the last cardboard box.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, um, only six left."

Bubble was a little annoyed. She was so bored on the bus. The woman wearing sunglasses didn't talk to her either. She had eaten so much without even realizing it.

"Here, let's split it in half!"

For me?

Kimiko looked at the things in Bubble's hand with suspicion; each cookie was individually wrapped.

The packaging features a picture of a little bear holding a honey jar in its left hand, smiling happily.

It looks delicious.

She swallowed hard, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "No, thank you. I... I don't eat cookies."

"It's really delicious." Bubble took the cardboard box back with a hint of regret.

"By the way, Bubble didn't understand a lot of things in class, so I'll have to ask Kimiko for help."

With that, the little girl clasped her hands together and said, "Please!"

"No, no need for that." Kimiko was at a loss. "Just tell me what to do, and I'll do whatever you say."

"That won't do!"

Bubble protested, "Good children should say thank you when they ask for help, that's what my sister said!"

"Eh"

Kimiko's heart was pounding. It had been a very long time since anyone had thanked her. In her memory, the last time someone thanked her was before Yuko chose her.

"Really, it's not necessary. I'll be in a difficult position. Ah, no, I'm not being willful." Kimiko was pacing anxiously.

"Anyway, Bubble wants to thank you." The little girl looked blank, but remembering what her older sister had said before, she still said firmly.

"Please don't do this," Kimiko pleaded.

"No, a good child must say thank you!"

"How... how could this happen?" Kimiko's eyes began to redden.

"Thank you!"

"Well"

"Thank you for helping Bubble!"

"woohoo"

"Huh?" While Bubble stared in disbelief, Kimiko burst into tears.

"Bullying"

No, no.

Kimiko, who had been "bullying" others, wiped her tears haphazardly with both hands and tearfully recounted Bubble's crimes.

"without"

"You're bullying me!"

Kimiko cried her heart out, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered, her face covered in tears and snot.

“…Bully is bullying me.” Bubble hung her head dejectedly, feeling that she had been bullied.

But why was Kimiko, who had bullied her, crying so hard? Even she was saddened.

"No, don't cry."

"Waaaaaah"

"Um, Bubble made a mistake."

"Wa ...

The more they tried to comfort her, the louder Kimiko cried, as if she wanted the whole dormitory to hear her grievances.

"Ugh"

There was no other way, so Bubble started racking her brains to recall how her older sister had reacted when she cried in the past.

"Mmmmmm, I've got it!"

The little girl's eyes lit up. She walked up to Kimiko and stared at her without saying a word.

"stare"

"woooooo"

"stare......"

Opening her teary eyes, Kimiko found Bubble staring at her with wide eyes, and immediately shrank back.

Kimiko is going to get beaten up.

She covered her head with both hands, trembling with fear.

Bubble waited a moment, then opened her arms and hugged Kimiko tightly: "Hug!"

"Huh?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, let me hug you."

The little girl imitated her older sister, laughing as she spoke.

Sure enough, Kimiko immediately stopped crying.

"It's Bubble's fault." Despite not knowing what she had done wrong, and not feeling she had done anything wrong, Bubble still said, echoing the words of the person she remembered: "It's all my fault."

"Kimiko is a good girl, so good girls shouldn't cry."

"Mmm," she murmured softly through her nose, not caring that she was being held by a child even smaller than herself. Kimiko felt a warm glow in her heart.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Bubble said, patting her head.

After a while, Kimiko broke free from Bubble's embrace and stood up.

Her face was flushed; she felt embarrassed but also inexplicably relieved.

Kimiko uttered a soft voice: "Book."

"Hmm?" Bubble blinked.

"Let me see your book. Ask me if you don't understand anything."

Kimiko pursed her lips and gave a small smile: "From now on, we'll be good friends, Bubble."

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Naoe Akimoto carefully closed the door, her heart filled with complicated emotions.

I was originally threatened by Yuko to come and find out what was going on, but I didn't expect to see this scene.

Turning around, she was suddenly struck by the sight of a ghostly figure standing behind her, a figure she hadn't noticed for so long!

She opened her mouth to speak, but the figure suddenly covered her mouth.