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“Oh, I see.” (Shuu)
“But… it is perfect actually. I have a feeling that if I crush in front of a big crowd, Sister will come back to me… And I’m sure she’ll come back… Very in love with me…” (Maria) [T/N: Black-bellied (yandere?) siscon spotted.]
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” (Shuu)
“Oh, I’m sorry. Anyway, let’s have a good match on the day. The winner will be able to have an audience with the governor of Tokyo… and although it pains me that your request has been fulfilled, there is something that I wish for too.” (Maria)
The smiling beauty’s eyes were filled with vicious, murderous intent, as if she were a snake facing its prey—feeling that, I wiped the cold sweat from my brow. I have a feeling that she wouldn’t win that, but if I go out of my way to correct her, that would be asking for a knife on my back.
“Abeshuu, is she that estrous loli hag’s little sister, squeak?” (Tamiko)
“Oh, yeah… that’s rude, Tamik–” (Shuu)
At that moment, Hakuou’s smile disappeared, and my spine was chilled.
A hand stretched out without a sound and stopped right in front of Tamiko.
The slender middle finger is released by the thumb holding it down.
Her fingertips flicked out at high speed and snapped on Tamiko’s nose.
“Pigyah!” (Tamiko)
“Ta-!” (Noa)
Noa catches Tamiko who is flung in the air behind me.
“Sis!” (Noa)
“Tamiko!” (Shuu)
“…uuu…” (Tamiko)
Tamiko lies on Noa’s palm and holds her nose. There are tears in her eyes and red blotches on her coat—her nose is bleeding.
“How dare you insult Sister, you little worm! I’ll skin you alive and skewer you, you worm!” (Maria)
The moment I heard the velvety cursing voice from behind me—blood that flows through me instantly boils, and I see red. [T/N: Kill that hentai siscon!]
An unprecedented violent urge jumps up my body.
Almost unconsciously, I turned around and released my fist. Just before it slams into the tip of her nose, I was pinned down from behind.
“Hey, Shuu! Stop!” (Kure)
A voice in my ear belongs to Kure. Mr. Giran, who had also appeared before I knew it, said, “Abe, calm down! Calm down!” and he was trying to me push back.
Hakuho, who was to receive my fist on the tip of her nose, still did not move an inch, nor did she change her expression. She only provoked me with a fearless smile. [T/N: I know Tamiko started but she’s just a tiny potty-mouth cutie. Kill that hentai siscon. Beat her to a pulp. Decapitation is the bare minimum.]
“What’s the matter!?” (Aomoto)
Ms. Aomoto and a female staff member of the guiding committee rush over to me. Still, I struggled to get in front of her. I exerted all my strength and tried to shake off the two men who were trying to hold me down with all their might.
“Hohoho… what a killing spirit, what a beast.” (Maria)
“Ms. Hakuou—” said Aomoto. “What happened?”
“No, it’s no big deal,” said Hentai Siscon. “Your hairy friend insulted my sister with her filthy mouth, so I… gave her a gentle ‘poke’?”
Aomoto looks at Hakuou, at me, and at Tamiko, and bites her lip, just barely, as if she understood what was going on.
“…If one of us behaves disrespectfully, I will apologize as the representative.” (Aomoto)
“Oh, there’s no need for the leader of these chicks to bow her head. If someone like you did that, your pathetic head would just get buried in the sand.” (Maria)
The air around them is tense. The Sugamo group surrounds them with devil-like expressions, saying, “Don’t you think?” On the other hand, Hakuou shrugged his shoulders as if to say something like “I’m sorry.”
“It is the fate of beautiful women to be pestered by gentlemen, but it doesn’t make me at all happy to be pestered by mosquitoes like you. Or what, you think you can beat me with a bunch of them?” (Maria)
Hakuou lifts the edge of her lips with a grin and slowly opens her hands. The pressure of a single person is enough to overcome the surrounding rage and is about to engulf them further. The pressured Sugamo backed away.
“Oh, that’s enough!” said a staff member. “As a member of the guiding committee, I would like to say something! As I explained to you earlier, any harm to other players by players or officials will result in immediate disqualification! Mr. Abe, Ms. Hakuou, if I may!?” (Staff Member)
“…Yes, I’m fine for now.” (Shuu)
I nodded in agreement. The time Aomoto intervened, I had regained much of my composure.
“Mr. Giran, I’m sorry. It’s already over. Thank you for stopping me. That’s enough… yeah, let go… You can let go of me.” (Shuu)
Finally, I hit him in the side with my elbow and pushed him away. Even though he lies on the ground, Kure looks somewhat satisfied.
I take a big breath in and a big breath out. I repeat it twice. Then I look up.
“…Ms. Hakuou, I’m sorry that our Tamiko said rude things about your sister. Well… This one is causing her trouble, or rather, harm, but that has nothing to do with you.” (Shuu)
“…That a good look good, Rookie. I know something that my sister will like.” (Maria)
Hakuou takes a step forward.
“Your face just now wasn’t bad. I’m sure I’ll have fun tomorrow after all these years. I’m going to dedicate to my sister and the man behind you the sight of you lying on the ground covered in sand.” (Maria)
“…I’ll make my own declaration then.” (Shuu)
I also take a step forward. The distance between our toes is only a step apart.
“I’m going to make your nose bleed and grind your head in the sand. Remember that you fuck*ng old hag siscon!” (Shuu)
I made my plain face as hard as I could and dared her with all the strength, I had built up from all these years.
Hakuou’s nose twitches for a moment at being called an old hag, but then she returns to her original fearless smile and slips past us.
“…I’ll show you how far we are. I’m looking forward to it… Hohoho… Hohohohoho-kkuk! *Cough*!” (Maria)
Mr. Giran rubs her back after choking hard.
“Ms. Hakuou, you did not laugh like an idiot in the past…” (Giran)
“Excuse me, wolf boy! Those who stand above have a duty to demonstrate the ideal to those below us!” (Maria)
The tension in the air is finally released as the two bickering individuals exit the hall. Aomoto’s sigh signaled that everyone else had also relaxed their posture.
“Tamiko, are you alright?” (Shuu)
“Squeak…” (Tamiko)
Tamiko is still sitting comfortably in Noa’s palm. Her nosebleed seems to have stopped, but she’s still holding her nose showing that it still hurts. So I crush [Holy Healing] and squeeze juice for her, Tamiko licks it saying “So yummy, sqeeshuu”.
Her hand which is still clutching my hand is getting stronger. She looks up confused at my shaking fist and says, “…Abeshuu?”
The blood on my head has subsided.
Still–the heat that burns through the body continues to burn deep in the chest, hidden quietly.
I think this may be the first time I’ve ever had a match where I wanted to beat my opponent to a pulp.
Turning my attention alternately to Tamiko and Noa, I murmured.
“–I’ve got one more reason why I can’t lose.” (Shuu)
~3rd Person Perspective~
On the night of the day when the group attended the re-match meeting, Kawataro was at the fort in the northwestern district of the city.
Kawataro is sitting on the roof of a building near the city walls in the northwestern district, gazing blankly at the cityscape.
“–Kawa.” (Toroko)
Kawataro was startled when a voice called out to him from behind. He was completely defenseless. A girl with a bandana wrapped around her forehead, Toroko, appears out of the darkness.
“Toroko, it’s time for the children to go to bed.” (Kawataro)
“…Isn’t it only nine or something? I mean… it’s too noisy downstairs to sleep.” (Toroko)
The “brigade” is currently divided into two groups.
The first is Kawataro and the surviving children of the village he led, a total of nine people.
The other group is made up of more than a dozen of the commander’s children, or the riffraff he has gathered for his next project. The Mujirami were also from this group.
It is the latter who are making noise on the first floor of this building, which the commander has somehow recruited. They were having a booze party every night, and Toroko and the others, who had joined the group a few days before Kawataro, seemed to be fed up with it.
However, most of the preparations for this event were done by them. To be honest, there was little camaraderie among them, but it was also true that Kawataro and the others could not have carried out this plan on their own.
Toroko sat down next to Kawataro. Her head rests on his shoulder.
“…finally, isn’t it?” (Toroko)
“Oh, well, I guess.” (Kawataro)
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