"Ugh."
Daigrick was subjected to a flurry of punches and kicks. Before long, his face was battered and swollen, and he lay on the ground with no strength left to fight back.
"Hahaha! Filthy beggar, this is what you get for going against us!"
The six assailants looked down from on high at their victim's skinny body, covered in wounds. Smug and triumphant, their hearts brimmed with an unparalleled sense of accomplishment.
Apparently having gotten their fill of beating Daigrick, the boys soon turned their gazes in unison toward Daigrian.
Their brazen eyes went straight to the wooden bowl in her hands, and the money she had begged for.
"Cry, cry, cry! All you know how to do is cry! What good are you besides making noise?!"
The boys shouted and shoved her around, quickly tripping Daigrian to the ground.
"Waaah!"
Daigrian had never seen anything like this before. After being treated so roughly, she immediately cried even harder.
"It hurts... It hurts so much... Rian wants to go home... Grandpa, Grandpa, where are you? Come save us..."
Watching Daigrian lie helplessly on the ground and sob, the boys burst into another round of smug laughter before spouting arrogantly:
"Want to go home? Of course you can! Just give us all the money in your hands, and we'll generously let you two go!"
"That's right! You disgusted us, so naturally you need to compensate us. That's perfectly reasonable!"
"Come on, let go already and give me the money!"
Daigrian hugged the wooden bowl tightly against her chest, crying and shouting at the same time:
"No! My brother and I worked hard all afternoon begging for this! None of you can take it!"
Seeing that Daigrian actually dared to resist, the assailants were instantly consumed by fury, each of them clenching