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He couldn't see me, so he threw a stone at my head. I crouched down and the stone flew over my head, causing me to break out in a cold sweat.

If this stone hit my head, I would instantly blossom. If it wasn't me today, it would just be another three-wheeled Coachman. Also, from the looks of it, this was not the first time he bullied Coachman, he must be used to it.

When I thought of this