Noisy.
Very noisy.
Even with the door closed,
Aiya Yayoi and Aiya Hiroshi could still hear the sounds from outside the house.
Smashing, wailing, crying.
It was quite chaotic and tragic.
Aiya Hiroshi was stiff all over; he had never experienced anything like this before—the biggest scene he had ever witnessed was being cornered by delinquents in the hallway. That time, too, he had only escaped safely because of Hayato, but this time,
Although he didn't know who was outside, just from the bald face he had seen through the window earlier, he could tell that they were far more vicious than the previous delinquents, and there was more than one of them.
They were a gang.
Did Hayato, armed with only a wooden sword, really stand a chance?
Aiya Hiroshi gritted his teeth, trying to block out the horrifying sounds he was hearing.
But the sounds penetrated his eardrums, striking directly at his soul.
He couldn't just sit there and wait to die.
Aiya Hiroshi suddenly became resolute. How could he let his good friend face danger alone while he just stayed inside to save himself?
Aiya Hiroshi searched around, then suddenly knelt in front of a cabinet, pulling out a baseball bat from inside.
He had played baseball in junior high, but after high school, he realized he had no talent for it and gave up the hobby.
Aiwu Guang felt he had no talent for baseball… but his fighting skills were probably even worse than his baseball skills.
Even so, he was still preparing to go out.
Even if he got beaten, one more person could share Hayato's pain!
"Yayoi-nee, you stay here." Aiwu Guang's voice trembled as he spoke.
Aiya Yayoi heard what Aiwu Guang wanted to do. "Stop," she said.
"But Hayato—" Aiwu Guang even felt a little like blaming Yayoi-nee. Hayato was outside protecting them, didn't Yayoi-nee worry about him at all?
This was Aiwu Guang misunderstanding Yayoi-nee.
Aiya Yayoi's worry was no less than Aiwu Guang's; it was just that compared to the ordinary high school boy Aiya Hiroshi, Yayoi-nee, who had once been part of a biker gang, had a clearer understanding of a 'group fight.' Indeed, there were wails and screams outside, but…
Yayoi-nee even for a moment wondered if her ears were broken.
"…Those aren't coming from Hayato, didn't you notice?" Aiya Yayoi said strangely.
Aiya Hiroshi froze.
...
Just as Aiya Yayoi had expected.
At Yayoi-nee's doorstep at this moment, only one person was still standing.
That was Hayato.
The others had already fallen unconscious on the road, some sitting by the utility pole, gasping in pain.
And Peerless, the one leading them, was kneeling on the ground.
This was not by his will; it was because one of his arms was held in a reverse lock by Hayato behind him. If he refused to kneel, the 'evil spirit' behind him would forcefully squeeze his finger bones.
The saying goes, 'ten fingers connected to the heart,' and such pain was enough to make him utterly miserable.
"You were sent by Snake Mound George, weren't you?"
"…No," Peerless said stubbornly. Even if he were to be torn to pieces, he could not betray Big Brother Serpent Mound!
"Hmm?"
With a 'crack,' Peerless's middle finger let out a crisp sound. For now, it seemed he wouldn't be able to give others a friendly international greeting.
"Ah ah ah ah ah yes yes yes yes yes," Peerless said hastily.
"How many people does Snake Mound George have under him?"
"I, I don't know," Peerless said stubbornly. Even if he were to die without a burial place, he could not reveal Big Brother Serpent Mound's information!
"Hmm?"
With a 'crack,' Peerless's pinky finger let out a crisp sound. For now, it seemed he wouldn't be able to leisurely pick his nose.
"Over thirty, over thirty people," Peerless said hastily.
"Then you've brought quite a force this time, calling out a third of them at once," Hayato said.
He could handle over ten people with his back against the wall, but if thirty-odd people swarmed him and surrounded him, even with a wooden sword, it would be difficult… but that was the sword's limit, not his limit.
"Yes, yes, yes," Peerless said, sweating profusely.
"What does Snake Mound George do?" Hayato asked.
"I, I'm not clear," Peerless said stubbornly. Even if he were to die without a burial place, he could not betray Big Brother Serpent Mound!
"Hmm?"
With a 'crack,' Peerless's thumb let out a crisp sound. For now, it seemed he wouldn't be able to give others a thumbs-up.
"Sells drugs, sells drugs!" Peerless said quickly, "Sleeping pills and stimulating drugs, the kind that lets you get women!" Peerless hurriedly added, "Big Brother, if you want some, I'll get you some for free."
"Tsk." Hayato clicked his tongue, then broke his index finger: "Don't say useless nonsense."
"Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes Big Brother I was wrong Big Brother!" Peerless said quickly.
"Where can I find him?" Hayato asked.
"I, I don't know—" Peerless said.
"Hmm?" Hayato said, having already grasped Peerless's only remaining ring finger.
"Big Brother, Big Brother, Big Brother, I wouldn't dare lie to you, I really don't know," Peerless said frantically. "Big Brother Serpent Mound always moves from place to place after one shot, he doesn't have a fixed residence. We only find him when he notifies us of a location… If he doesn't notify us, we can't find him!"
Hayato smiled coldly:
"Cunning."
"Yes, yes," Peerless assented, sighing in relief because Hayato had released his ring finger, which made him feel much safer.
"By the way…" Hayato looked at Peerless's left hand, which was already a mangled mess, with pity: "If you had just answered obediently from the start, you wouldn't have had to suffer, would you?"
"Eh?"
Peerless froze.
Yes, yes, indeed. In the end, he got hurt, suffered pain, and didn't he still completely give up Big Brother Serpent Mound's information?
Damn it.
He was too stupid, what pointless thing was he even insisting on?
Just as he thought of this, suddenly his ring finger was hit with another sharp pain.
"Ah ah ah ah!" Peerless screamed, then gasped, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like rain.
At this point, Hayato finally completely released him, then kicked him to the ground.
Peerless looked at Hayato with painful and confused eyes… Why, hadn't he told the truth this time?
"I just felt that since your other fingers are broken, this one not breaking would be out of harmony… Sorry, my OCD flared up." Hayato made a Thai bow, bowing towards Peerless.
Peerless's face was ashen… He really wanted to kill this pretty boy.
But he couldn't, it was so infuriating.
Hayato felt Peerless's pocket and pulled out a phone.
He had originally wanted Peerless to take him to Snake Mound George.
But after hearing that Snake Mound George's subordinates were not allowed to seek him out unless he gave orders, Hayato was certain it would likely be impossible. Given the latter's cunning nature, he would absolutely not come to see his subordinate Peerless in this situation.
He opened the contacts and scrolled through them:
"Why are they all men?"
"…" Peerless was almost in tears. You don't hit a man's face, buddy. Do you think with my looks and demeanor, I could get a girl's phone number?
"It really could be abbreviated to 'male contacts'," Hayato said, then found a number: "Is this it?"
He showed Peerless the screen.
"Yes!" Peerless's tightened, fearing he might say something wrong and Mr. Hayashi would break something else of his.
Hayato then pressed the dial button.
'Beep, beep, beep' —
After three beeps, the other side connected.
But no one spoke.
Hayato could only hear panting from the other side.
The two stood in a standoff for a while.
Then the voice on the other end said, "You're not him."
"I'm not him," Hayato replied, uttering a line that would only be heard on old QQ.
"You're Hayato." The person on the other end recognized him immediately.
"You're Snake Mound George." Hayato was also extremely sensitive to that sinister tone.
"You're really with Yayoi Big Sis… Did they not do anything to you?" Snake Mound George suppressed the surprise in his voice.
This was his subordinate's phone. The fact that Hayato could call him with such an attitude indicated that his men hadn't been able to do anything to him.
In fact, this was beyond Snake Mound George's expectations. After all, in the infirmary, even when he was beaten black and blue, he saw it only as a result of his initial mistake of underestimating his opponent, which led to him being continuously beaten. Even if this kid was a genuine leader of delinquents, his skills could never be a match for these desperate subordinates of his.
He had not only sent out his most formidable thugs, but there were also ten of them. No matter what, they should have been able to pin that brat down and beat him.
Hayato, however, did not answer his question. Instead, he took a deep breath and then began to rap:
"Your mom's sdjskjdjklwdjiodsjadjkow then xsojklsdjkjdkljwe you jldsjklsdj (censored)"
Hayato engaged in a bit of cultural output, attempting to draw the firepower onto himself. If Snake Mound George couldn't tolerate it and came to challenge him to a one-on-one fight, that would be a situation he wanted to see.
But after he stopped, Snake Mound George on the other end also fell silent, giving no response.
This was within Hayato's expectations. After all, this guy's inherent coldness was nothing like East Gang's fiery temper. However, Hayato wouldn't be discouraged; he just treated it as a casual vent.
"Time's up," Hayato said flatly, "See your mom again."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and tossed it onto Peerless's body: "You guys figure out how to get away. Call an ambulance if you want."
… … … …
On the other end of the phone, Snake Mound George bit his lip. He knew Hayato was deliberately provoking him, so he suppressed the anger in his heart and showed no sign of irritation.
But that last sentence, 'Time's up'… it really made Snake Mound George feel a bit strange.
'Time's up'? What time?
Snake Mound George pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
That sentence was like saying, 'You don't have much time left.'
Snake Mound George's heart suddenly tightened, and he kicked away a subordinate who stepped forward to light his cigarette: "Get out!"
Could that guy have arranged for people to assassinate him at this time?
Who is it?
Is it one of these subordinates? But no, these people are all loyal to him…
Snake Mound George tried to convince himself, but he still couldn't overcome his suspicion.
…Or is that kid planning to ambush him?
"All of you, get out!" Snake Mound George roared, then stood up, ready to change locations at any moment.
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