Prison Games

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

It was a plan to call for backup that the others hadn’t thought of in their haste. It sounded like a very good hand to play.

Seeing a ray of hope, the boys surrounding the girl moved to execute this new plan as if it were their only chance. And so they all ran back to the main venue to go get their seniors.

............and so, Elliott and that second son of an earl found themselves alone standing besides the other boys who were still sprawled out on the ground not moving. The area had gone quiet, the only sound being the earl’s son’s shocked breath and the c***k of the girl’s knuckles as she walked over to the two.

“.........to purposefully reduce the number of people here........quite confident, aren’t you?”

“Eh? Huh? Oi, hey somebody.........FUGYAaaaaaaaaa!?”

Inadvertently all of the uninjured boys had run off to get help and came back with just three older boys.......and found the girl just about to leave the scene of the assault after having dealt her finishing blow.

“.................Bleh!”

Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, the girl stuck her tongue out at all of them.

“This, this girllllllll...........!?”

A disastrous situation spread out before them..........and seeing Elliott, who must be protected especially, was in tatters, the older boys felt more a sense of crises rather than any anger.

The fact is that these boys had all been gathered together to act as bodyguards, and they all had their butts kicked by a single girl with the all important prince beaten and bruised........

As an excuse, the fact that these older boys weren’t there when it happened would probably just get them in even more trouble...........

So one boy gave out some commands to his friends around him.

“Damn, go beat that girl!”

“But Steve, beating up a little girl..........”

The leader of the boys started yelling at one of his friends who hesitated and was still saying sweet things.

“Do you think we won’t have to answer for His Highness being in this state!? Whether she’s a girl or not, if we don’t beat the hell out of this girl and get her to apologize, just how angry will His Highness be..........!”

This boy, he was the most adult out of anyone else in the boys’ group.

He was an adult who was able to figure out just how poor of a position he now found himself in.

However, the actual problem is that he’s still just a ten year old boy.

And so, he wasn’t mature enough to know to be wary of his surroundings while trying to persuade his friends.

“Good? Do you get it!?”

“Steve!”

“What?”

“Behind!”

“...........huh?”

Looking back, what was reflected in the boy’s eyes..........was the figure of a little girl who had at some point snuck up on him carrying a long, slender stick.

“Grosvenor’s been done in!”

“UWAaaaaaaaa!?”

The girl had gotten a stick from somewhere and promptly started using it to beat the older boy. The remaining two older boys tried to stop her, but they just ended up beaten and sprawled out on the ground as well. The backup that had come at great pains was completely annihilated.

Neither using superior numbers nor calling older boys for assistance did any good. It was just one little girl, and she was facing almost a dozen boys all older than her. Yet none of them could picture themselves coming out on top against her.

“What do we do? What can we do!?”

While helping those with minor injuries, the boys couldn’t figure out what to do next. Although the Prince should have surrounded himself with a bunch of excitable, go-getter kids, their lack of judgement was being exposed and they were reduced to an indecisive lump.

However they were keeping an eye on the girl now even while they were talking, so you could say they’ve done some growing up through this ordeal.

Having been woken up with the help of the older hanger-ons, Elliott was chewing his lip seeing what the situation had become.

“Why is one person...........”

Seeing the current situation get so out of hand for his followers............Elliott suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

“Oi, everyone throw stones!”

Dozens of projectiles being thrown when the enemy is a single little girl.

But the boys were in a secluded area, and their common sense had already long flown away.

So on Elliott’s orders, the boys started gathering up stones lying on the ground around them and started throwing.

“!”

As expected even this girl couldn’t do much against getting stoned, so she retreated away to get some distance. That simple sight excited Elliott, prompting him to push forward with that momentum.

“Yosh, let’s go!”

“We can win!”

It’s a shameful victory even if they do win with this difference in strength, but right in front of these kids who didn’t understand that...........the girl finally ran.

“Hooray!”

“Now let’s hunt her down and force her to bow her head to the Prince!”

Thinking that the other side had lost their fighting spirit, all the boys had to do was cut off her escape route and force her to surrender. And so the boys started running in the direction the girl had left in while carrying their stones..........only to find that the girl had climbed up a tree.

Throwing rocks upwards is hard, and no matter how hard they throw them, none of them are reaching the girl.

They were supposed to be hunting her down, but now they’ve been driven into a situation where half-measures wouldn’t work...........

Elliott and the other boys gathered at the base of the tree and looked up. The girl was clearly aiming for a counterattack from her branch, and the cute smile on her face made their faces twist dissatisfied.

The boys started talking countermeasures.

“What do we do? The stones won’t reach her.”

“If we wait for her, we have no idea how long before she’ll come down.”

A siege wouldn’t turn out well was the common consensus between the boys........when all of the sudden a banging noise started up above their heads.

“Huh?”

Looking back up you can see that the girl was now hanging off of the thick branch she was on and is now kicking some gathered branches below her.

The boys didn’t have the time to wonder what she was doing before a thin branch fell right in the middle of their group..........and then a large number of bees started attacking from the splendid cm in diameter beehive that was attached to said branch.

“UWAaaaaaa!”

“HELP!”

In the bees’ eyes, the people gathered around the nest appeared to be the criminals who broke their home.........so rather than the girl above them, it was Elliott and his followers that the bees attacked.

In a fit of anger, the bees haphazardly chased after boys. The boys themselves tried running away, everyone going in one direction or another, but in the chaos there were those with bad luck who got stung and cried out in pain. It was the very picture of hell.

Elliott managed to escape the scene and found refuge at the shore of a pond. The situation was changing so rapidly, he didn’t know where he was right now nor what was going on.

“I-I thought I was going to die..........”

He no longer had the energy to stand up any longer..........when a shadow came up from behind him.

“Huh?”

When the exhausted Elliott slowly raised his face...........right there in front of him, was the girl who should’ve been up in that tree. That girl currently had one of her legs pulled back.

“Eh? ..........GUEH!?”

Elliott rolled away after getting kicked, but when he tried to pick himself up, he got kicked again in the butt. He rolled across the ground again, landing on all fours, but his hips were kicked once again and he rolled head over straight into the pond.

“Ubobidi elpaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Somebody help! was what Elliott would’ve shouted if it wasn’t lost in the bubbles and muddy water he was swallowing.

In the green water he couldn’t tell if his head was pointing up or down. As he desperately struggled, water kept pouring into his mouth and nose. Every time he tried to breath out, water came in instead, so Elliott was left continuing to fruitlessly struggle with water filling his throat and unable to say anything.

(I’m finished.............)

It was at the moment he thought that.

The moment that Elliott saw his own death coming that his head finally jumped out from the water.

“Fuah!?”

The sight of hazy green smoke suddenly cleared away and his eyes were exposed to the bright sun overhead. It was an absurd miracle that Elliott’s head was able to break through the water’s surface when he thought all he’d done was sink until now.

“*Cough* *Cough* So-Somebody!”

Because his head had finally left the water, Elliott was able to breathe in the air he so desperately needed. He inhaled as if this were the last time he would ever taste fresh air again and tried calling out for help inbetween spitting out the pond water he swallowed.

While struggling as hard as he could, he saw how far away the shore was from him. He must have pushed himself so far out while he was desperately struggling, or at least the girl standing at the edge of the pond seemed to be a long ways away in the eyes of a child.

Elliott continued flapping his limbs, somehow getting himself closer to dry land. The sleeves of his jacket and regular clothes got tangled together in the water, so moving his hands was extremely difficult.

But just as he was finally starting to make some progress getting back to shore.

*WHACK*

Elliott was only able to see it for an instant. But at the same time that he was able to understand that something bumped into him, his forehead grew hot.

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“Eh? What?”

Elliott couldn’t comprehend what just happened.

But as he continued to force his way back to shore, an answer to his question would show itself in a few seconds.

Immediately after the girl standing at the shore moved her arm, another pebble hit Elliott’s head. As Elliott was trying to get over to dry land, the girl seemed determined to block his way by throwing stones at him.

“U...............UWAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?”