Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 35

Jenson nodded as usual.

City South Montessori Kindergarten!

Baby Robbie stared at the supremely extravagant kindergarten, light shining from his eyes. "So this is how a rich kid's kindergarten is?"

As Baby Robbie entered the kindergarten, a few classmates brushed past his shoulders. When they saw Baby Robbie, they naturally thought he was the untalkative, easy-to-bully Jenson.

They deliberately mocked him. "Look, that autistic kid is back again."

Baby Robbie was furious. So this was how they regularly insulted Jenson.

Jenson was his brother. He would not let anyone bully Jenson.

Baby Robbie charged at him and snarled, "Apologize!"

The kids burst into laughter. One of the tougherlooking kids was taller than the other students by a head. He walked up and shoved Baby Robbie, haughtily trying to intimidate him. "Tattletale, if you want us to apologize, then crawl out from under my legs."

Baby Robbie had been learning taekwondo since he was little and had a sturdy build. He did not move at

all when the fatso pushed him. 1

Whenever Jenson found himself in such a situation, h e would impatiently try to escape the crowded mess a s fast as possible. However, the more he wanted to escape, the more this group of kids enjoyed bullying him.

Hence, a vicious cycle developed-whenever Jenson came to school, this group of naughty children would pick on him. As time passed, Jenson developed his loathing of the school.

However, Baby Robbie was not Jenson. His personality was robust. He loved playing around, and his worst fear was school being boring.

The fatso walked up to Baby Robbie and spread his legs. He pointed below him and ordered Baby Robbie, " Tattletale, crawl under. Then I won’t bother you for today." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Baby Robbie flung his schoolbag to the ground.

The group of kids thought he was going to crawl beneath the large kid and started clapping and chanting, "Crawl, crawl, crawl..." 1

To everyone's shock, with one sweeping kick, Baby Robbie sent the fatso stumbling to the ground. The kick made the fatso tumble over, and he started crying at once.

Seeing their ringleader being harassed, his underlings surrounded Baby Robbie. It was one against five. Baby Robbie let loose and had them all wailing with a

reverse kick.

Baby Robbie coolly picked up his schoolbag and threatened them forcefully. "I never hit back before not because I was scared of you guys. I just didn't want to fight you. If you guys call me a tattletale again in the future, I'll give you what you want. I won't tell the teacher. I'll use my fists to deal with all of you.”

Baby Robbie's pummeling had given the group of kids bruised noses and swollen faces. All of them went crying to the teacher.

Baby Robbie stuck his tongue out at them. "Who's the tattletale now?"

He had expelled some bad air on Jenson's behalf today. He doubted this group of little bullies would dare to torment Jenson from now on.

Very soon, Baby Robbie was called by the teacher to the office.

The sharp-eyed teacher was aware that not the fatso and his lackeys were from well-off and powerful families. As such, she was particularly hard on the " Jenson” who had entered the school with his " commoner" status.

"Jenson, why did you fight?" The teacher turned on Jenson, stern-faced.

While Baby Robbie was still organizing his words, he heard the teacher sigh. She muttered beneath her breath, "Just having problem students like this around is a bother."

"Jenson, call your parents. Get your dad and mom to the kindergarten." The teacher made the decision to call his parents.