JUR-137 Endless days of group encounters that never end. Rinka Ono

A week has already passed since I moved here for work. One day, while I was worried about whether my only son, Yuta, was adjusting to his new school, I witnessed him being bullied by delinquent classmates he had brought home and introduced as his friends. Though I was terrified, I tried to stand up to them, only to become their next target. No matter how many times I apologized, they would not forgive me, and from that day on, my days of being repeatedly mistreated began…