The thugs surrounding Hayato were all intimidated by his sudden burst of chilling aura. For a moment, their eyes were filled with dread as they looked at Hayato, wondering what kind of hatred could generate such enormous resentment.
Hayato didn't care about others' perceptions at the moment. Recalling the humiliation of yesterday afternoon, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were grinding with a loud 'grizzly-grizzly' sound. It seemed like the foul, stinky odor was still lingering in his nose.
'Gulp—'
"Hayato-kun, should we... should we deal with the punk first? That guy probably won't escape. I've already sent a few brothers to intercept him..."
When everyone was too afraid to speak, the leader cleared his dry throat and stepped forward. Even he was initially frightened by Hayato's presence. Unconsciously, he looked at the ferocious Hayato, his eyes no longer holding any contempt.
Hayato heard the leader's words and suppressed the soaring rage in his heart. Even in extreme anger, he did not lose his mind. He knew he couldn't be too disrespectful in front of the leader right now; he still needed the man's help.
"Boss, let's go. I need that punk to taste the humiliation he brought upon me."
Hayato suppressed his emotions. His resentful gaze briefly swept over Saki's pale, tear-streaked face. Compared to "taming" the lamb-like girl in front of him, avenging himself brought Hayato greater satisfaction.
Why else would he give away money, women, and practically empty his savings? What was his motive? In Hayato's eyes, Saki was already his property. It wouldn't be too late to deal with the girl after taking care of Ho Fei-yu.
Hayato put the pill back into his pants pocket, turned, and walked away.
Meanwhile, Ho Fei-yu woke up this morning, exchanged many reluctant sweet words with Sister Kurumi, who was still sound asleep in his arms, and then left home feeling low, after an affectionate good-morning kiss from Mitsuko Hazama. Fortunately, Hanawa Amakawa and Yūmi Aono noticed his unusual mood on the way to school. Hanawa Amakawa, as his girlfriend, had been comforting him attentively, and even Yūmi Aono was trying her best to cheer him up. Feeling the girls' warm gestures, Ho Fei-yu's mood finally improved somewhat.
As they neared the school, Ho Fei-yu and the two girls noticed something unusual this morning. Outside the school gate, many students were standing still, their gaze uniformly fixed on a certain corner.
Ho Fei-yu looked around and saw many boys and girls supporting each other, all murmuring quietly and complaining about how rude and aggressive the people were, saying things like, "The road isn't yours; why are you so overbearing?"
Ho Fei-yu's mind stirred. He guessed something had happened. Following the gaze of the standing students, he saw a group of people wearing brightly colored shirts. He also noticed that they all had tattoos to varying degrees and were carrying dangerous items like machetes and batons tucked into their belts.
"The Yakuza? No, in Japan, they'd be the Gokudō."
Ho Fei-yu guessed their identity. It was normal for criminal organizations to exist in this world. He just didn't know why they were outside the school. Perhaps two students with gang affiliations had a conflict and planned to settle it with a fight outside the school?
"Let's go."
Ho Fei-yu spoke softly to the two girls beside him. It was none of his business, and Ho Fei-yu was too lazy to get involved. Although the police in this world seemed incompetent regarding girls being coerced, they should still intervene in large-scale brawls like this.
After all, the Yakuza existed in his previous life's Japan, but under the mighty force of the state, even a dragon had to coil, and a tiger had to crouch.
Unexpectedly, in the brief time Ho Fei-yu looked at the gang members, one of the lookouts happened to spot him. He stared for a moment, his eyes lighting up, and he immediately turned to enthusiastically talk to a few people beside him, then squeezed into the crowd. At the same time, four people quickly walked toward Ho Fei-yu.
"Can I help you?"
Ho Fei-yu asked coldly, looking at the gang members who suddenly walked up and blocked their way. He didn't recall ever provoking the Gokudō.
"Heh heh, kid, you messed with someone you shouldn't have. He paid a high price for us to deal with you. But you look young and inexperienced. How about this: if you introduce your two pretty girls to us four brothers, we can go easy on you later. What do you say? This is a one-time offer, you know~"
"Heh."
Ho Fei-yu sneered at the words, looking with indifference at this cannon fodder bystander, whose name he didn't even know.
"Kid, don't refuse a toast to drink a penalty. We brothers see that you're young and don't want you to end up crippled, confined to a bed for the rest of your life. You can always find another girlfriend later, but if you're handicapped, well, tsk tsk tsk~"
Ho Fei-yu's contemptuous attitude thoroughly annoyed the speaker. He glanced backward, seemingly waiting for someone. To stall for time, he continued talking.
"If there's nothing else, please move aside."
Ho Fei-yu naturally saw through his little scheme but didn't care. Because in the face of absolute power, any trick is futile!
"Kid, who gave you permission to leave!"
Seeing Ho Fei-yu about to leave, the man, in a panic, didn't wait for the main group to arrive. He directly reached out, trying to grab Ho Fei-yu's collar. But suddenly recalling Hayato's earnest instruction, he quickly changed direction and reached for the seemingly frail Yūmi Aono instead.
"You're asking for it."
"Hahahaha~"
Before the man could touch Yūmi Aono, Ho Fei-yu grabbed his outstretched pervert paw. Feeling Ho Fei-yu's grip, the man not only wasn't angry but laughed loudly. His purpose was to stall Ho Fei-yu, by any means necessary. Whether he grabbed Ho Fei-yu or Ho Fei-yu grabbed him, the goal was achieved. Anyway, the main group was coming soon, and they would slowly deal with this little bastard. Plus, he noticed that the two girls Ho Fei-yu was protecting were stunning beauties, much prettier than the escorts he usually hired. He wondered if he could get a chance to play with them.
"Aah!!!"
But in the next moment, the excited smile on his face abruptly stopped. A loud 'crack' was heard, and a wave of agonizing, gut-wrenching pain shot through the arm Ho Fei-yu was gripping. A tragic, ghostly wail erupted from his mouth.
The cannon fodder bystander endured the severe pain and looked at his arm, only to find his hand drooping limply. The forearm Ho Fei-yu was gripping was completely sunken in. In other words, Ho Fei-yu had crushed his arm with bare hands.
The three others around him witnessed this scene. They couldn't help but take a step back, sweat dripping down their foreheads, all wearing expressions of disbelief.
Crushing bone with sheer strength alone? Was this guy even human!?