Apparently, the girl is the owner's daughter.

Melia!
Oh, dad.

　The owner rushes over to him.
　And then he crowded the man who was about to whip his daughter.

'What are you doing to my daughter?'
Oh, so you're her father.

　The man sniffs fearlessly.
　The hair on his head is beginning to thin, but his age is probably in his mid-twenties.
　He's obviously well dressed and exudes an air of arrogance all over his body.

''Look at this.''

　The man pointed to his feet.
　But there was nothing there.
　At best, there is mud on the expensive shoes.

This woman stepped on my new shoes," he said. She said, "She stepped on my new shoes, and they are the sixth grade. I'm a 2nd grade man, but I was stepped on by a 6th grade woman. It's a terrible humiliation, isn't it?

　The man says, as if he is really sad.

Nah...

　On the other hand, the shopkeeper seemed to be frightened by the word second grade.

''That's why I was just about to punish this guy.
Oh, please... no, please!　Please, please be lenient with me!

　The shopkeeper hurriedly knelt down on the spot and pleaded with the man to bow his head.
　The man cleared his throat happily at that.

'It can't be that way. For the sake of the future, we've got to make a good show of it here. You know what would happen if a sixth grade were to show disrespect to a second grade?

　The man is grinning.
　He's talking about a great cause, but I guess he just likes to be tasteful.

'No, no!　I'm not... I'm not trying to step on your foot!　Suddenly he stuck his foot out...!
'Oh?　You're not going to blame me for this, are you?　At the sixth grade?

　The man kicked the girl's body.

''Sh........''

　The slender body collapsed.
　Unfortunately, it was the ground that was terribly muddy from the rain, and the girl's body was stained with mud.
　Or rather, he dared to kick her in that direction, knowing that it would happen.

　Then the man raised his whip.
　The girl cowered.
　A whooshing sound cut through the air and the whip was swung down on her body.

　--Passion.

''Hmm?''

　The man raises his eyebrows, probably because the sound that rang out was surprisingly small.
　And soon, he senses my presence standing on the other side of the room with the girl between us.

"...what are you?　When did it get there... what?

　The man gasped as he realized that I was plucking the tip of the whip with my fingertips.

'Mmm, you caught the whip...?　No, no, there's no way you can do that.

　The man shakes his head and dismisses his own speculation, but there's nothing wrong with that.
　He just approached and grabbed the girl's body before she struck him.

　In general, the tip of a whip is much faster than a sword due to the force of the wrench, but this man's impotence is not much of a stretch.
　It was such a trivial matter that he could only grab it with his fingertips.

''You said you'd tell me what happens if the sixth grade is rude to the second grade?''

　I ask, while lightly pulling my arm back and snatching the whip from the man.

"Yeah, what about it?

　The man glares at me, clearly scared and strong.

''My occupation is 《Unemployed》. In other words, I'm of the sixth grade too.
.........
'By all means, tell me. For example, let's see what happens when you punch a second grade man in the face and make him spew a bloody nose.

　I slammed my fist into the man's face.

'B-Gooh!'

　It blew away about five or six meters and the man was knocked into a nearby stall.
　Merchandise littered the area.

'Did you faint?'

　The man was white eyed and passed out.
　A lot of blood is sloshing out of his nose.
　Of course, all of the blessings that would take care of his injuries are gone.

　It's surprisingly difficult to do damage with just enough salt to cause a bloody nose like this.
　If it's too strong, you'll die, and if it's too weak, your body won't be damaged by the blessing.

''Well, seriously, that guy........''
If a sixth-grade student does that to a second-grade student...

　The onlookers who had gathered there were buzzing.
　The shopkeeper and his daughter were also stunned.

　Apparently, in this city, it is that unlikely that a person of a lower grade would turn against a higher grade.
　Well, it was none of my business.

''Hey, wake up.''

　I spray the man with holy water that restores his blessings and then slap him back and forth on the cheek.

''Hmm........''

　The man slowly opened his eyelids as he seemed to regain consciousness.

'You're awake.'
Huh?

　As soon as he saw my face, he made a twitching noise and jumped up.
　Then he hurriedly took a couple of meters away from me.

''Ki, ki, you!　Don't think I'm going to get a free pass for doing this!

　The man raised his voice, but he was completely out of his depth.

'So you're asking me to tell you what's going to happen?
Get out of here. Get out of here!

　I stepped out of the way and the man took a couple more steps back.

　And that's when.

'Nah, the security forces are here!
Oh, my God, run before this thing goes sideways!　

　I heard such a voice.
　Then the man suddenly becomes vigorous and starts laughing.

''Ha, ha, ha!　I think the security forces have arrived!　Now you're done!

　Immediately afterwards, a group of armed men appear in place of the onlookers who had fled in a hurry.

'Security forces!　To the higher grades, where is the one who has committed an act of violence!
That's him!　

　Soon I was surrounded by them.

'I see. So this is what happens.'