Aihara Yamato was once again stunned by Hayato's 'verbal assault.'
Not only him, but the gang behind him temporarily fell into doubt, weighing the pros and cons.
Let alone them, even Siyuan Liangxiang was stunned.
She first looked at the stiff Matsubara Ayumu behind her, then stared at the relaxed and composed Hayato. She placed her hands on her chest, then took a step forward as if she had made up her mind.
Hayato quickly grabbed her wrist.
What was this foolish girl trying to do?
Siyuan Liangxiang turned back in surprise... Wasn't the situation now such that it could only be saved by her noble sacrifice?
Hayato's eyes immediately widened.
This is my way of stalling for time! Do you really think we have to rely on you sacrificing your body to solve this!?
"Foolish girl..."
And she was actually willing to...
Siyuan Liangxiang felt a mix of disappointment and apprehension.
But after listening to Hayato's detailed explanation, she couldn't think of a better solution... sacrificing her to save Ayumu, and Hayato... Especially Hayato, his words were 'vicious' to Siyuan Liangxiang, the person involved.
However, Siyuan Liangxiang did not blame him; after all, he was just an unrelated person, dragged into the turmoil because of her kindness.
It was just that Siyuan Liangxiang didn't know if his words, 'Liangxiang and I will take that much money and go anywhere we want,' would still count afterwards. Even if she became an impure woman... would he still take her to China?
"—In any case, let's beat this brat first!!" Aihara Yamato shouted.
This matter couldn't be overthought. As the saying goes, 'first strike with courage, second with decline, third with exhaustion.' They were currently in a state of 'decline,' and if they 'exhausted' themselves again, they would lose this time too.
"Tsk,"
Hayato clicked his tongue, not expecting it to still turn into a situation where two fists were no match for four hands.
He had been searching for a 'weapon' from the beginning, preferably a 'sword.' Even a crowbar, a 'physics holy sword,' would be usable.
But this place was as clean as if it had been washed; let alone crowbars, he didn't even see wooden sticks or broken mops...
Without a weapon in hand, Hayato was at most a slightly stronger novice than Matsubara Ayumu.
Matsubara Ayumu was a small novice, and Hayato was a big novice... Novices can be beautiful, but it's hard for them to be strong.
If he were caught, he would inevitably become a hostage, used to threaten Siyuan Liangxiang.
As soon as it was said, it was done.
At Aihara Yamato's command, the blond hooligans, their blood boiling, charged towards Hayato.
Siyuan Liangxiang quickly tugged Hayato's collar, pulling him behind her.
Then, with her skirt fluttering, she raised her leg high, revealing the black safety shorts beneath her skirt. A knee strike turned the first charging delinquent into a withered shrimp.
According to the previous experience, Siyuan Liangxiang could at most handle three, and the others would inevitably rush towards Hayato and Matsubara Ayumu.
And the person Hayato had to face... was the strongest and most robust among them—Aihara Yamato.
Mr. Hayashi's eyes gleamed sinisterly beneath his glasses. He rotated his wrists, approaching Hayato as if in mockery.
"What happened?"
A questioning voice sounded from behind Hayato.
However, even with help at this moment, it would probably be difficult to turn the tide... after all, even adding another Siyuan Liangxiang wouldn't overcome the numerical disadvantage.
Moreover, the voice wasn't that of a strong man, but a rather gentle-sounding girl.
Hayato turned to look. The person who arrived was wearing the same school uniform as them.
Her dark purple hair was tied into a side ponytail with a red ribbon, and a few strands fell from her bangs, resting on her ample chest.
Her gaze was rather indifferent, but upon seeing such a scene, she couldn't help but show a hint of shock.
Her figure was slender, even more voluptuous than Siyuan Liangxiang, and her face was more mature.
"—Damn it!" Hayato couldn't help but curse.
This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this person, he knew!
Not in the 'reality' of this world, but from his previous life.
That's right.
It was still a 'hentai manga.'
And it was an 'NTR bullhead manga.'
The heroine of "Hypnosis Instructor 3."
Name: Miyajima Sakura.
Hayato's memories also told him that the person in front of him was indeed 'Miyajima Sakura,' and one of Baiqiu High School's untouchable beauties.
At the same time, Hayato remembered something.
"Miyajima Senpai!! Sword! Sword!!"
He waved at the startled Miyajima Sakura, as if begging for something.
Miyajima Sakura was in class 3-D and also the head of the Baiqiu High School Kendo Club.
Miyajima Sakura didn't understand what this brawl was all about, but hearing someone call her 'senior' for help, she instinctively threw the 'wooden sword' (Japan doesn't distinguish between swords and sabers) she carried with its sword-wrapping cloth.
She regretted it only after throwing it.
No, she had never seen this boy in the Kendo Club.
He wasn't a club member, and the 'wooden sword' wouldn't be of much use in his hands. She should have gone up herself to block the glasses-wearing man's attack for him.
To be honest, even Hayato himself didn't know how powerful the 'Sword Mastery EX' skill was, or whether he could defeat Aihara Yamato's muscles was an unknown.
But the moment he gripped the wooden sword's hilt, all those doubts vanished.
It was like Nobita Nobi getting the 'Meitou Denkoumaru,' and his first thought was...
I can win! Absolutely!
"Heh."
Aihara Yamato scoffed disdainfully. Trash was trash, even with a weapon. Moreover, this was a wooden sword. If it were a 'real sword,' he would have to weigh it, but it was just a 'wooden sword.' This kind of thing...
"Break!!" Aihara Yamato threw a punch.
The punch whistled through the air.
Aimed at Hayato's cheek.
"Hayato!" Siyuan Liangxiang kicked a delinquent away with all her might, immediately wanting to pounce towards Hayato.
But, it was too far.
However, Hayato was very fast.
He squatted down.
The punch grazed Hayato's hair.
And Hayato had already unwrapped the cloth from the wooden sword, holding the sword horizontally at his waist.
He took a deep breath,
"Scatter!!"
Draw the sword!!
The tip of the sword pierced out with irresistible force!!
As if to tear the air apart.
Aihara Yamato had no time to react and was stabbed in the chest.
Of course, the wooden sword wouldn't be sharpened, but even so, the immense force still sent Aihara Yamato flying.
He flew a full five or six meters before hitting the wall and falling!
"Cough, cough cough..."
Aihara Yamato coughed heavily a few times, saliva drooling from the corner of his mouth. He felt like he must have broken a few ribs...
Hayato twirled the hilt of the sword around his wrist, his gaze cold as he looked at the delinquent youth group, who were temporarily at a loss due to his outburst.
"If the heavens hadn't given birth to Hayato, kendo would be an eternal night."
He said calmly, then waved to Siyuan Liangxiang: "Liangxiang, come over and stand behind me. I'd like to see who among them can break through my sword perimeter."
Hayato had long wanted to try saying such a boastful line.
This time, he really enjoyed it.
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