Sir Ares, Goodnight

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.

Robbie charged at

taller than the other students by a head. He walked up and shoved Baby Robbie, haughtily

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

the fatso pushed him.

situation, he would impatiently try to escape the crowded mess a s fast as possible. However, the more he wanted to escape,

of naughty children would pick on him. As time passed, Jenson developed his

was robust. He loved playing around, and his worst fear was school

below him and ordered Baby Robbie," Tattletale, crawl under. Then

he was going to crawl beneath the large kid and started clapping and chanting, "Crawl, crawl,

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

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

bruised noses and swollen faces. All of them went crying

at them. "Who's the tattletale now?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet