Chapter 129 - Reason For Fighting (2) (1/2)

Stifling back a yawn, I got off the bus and walked with my hands in my pant pockets, mixing in with the many students on the street.

It had been a while since Jaja and Nana had cried so much at night last night, so to be honest, I hadn’t slept well.

Thanks to that, they were both sound asleep by the time I left the house, so I was able to get out of there easily.

When Jaja wakes up, she’s going to cry her eyes out because I’m not here.

“Hey, villain face. You look even worse when you’re sleepy.”

I was grabbed by the shoulder right in front of the school gate.

The soft sensation of a paw.

Hmmm. It felt squishy and kind of good.

I think you could sell this, couldn’t you?

“Shut up, furball. Oh, you changed your uniform?”

“It arrived yesterday.”

Gasaraio Riot, a beastmen from the lion tribe makes his appearance.

A black uniform that suited his huge physique, and golden fur that glistened in the morning sun.

The contrast of black and gold is not easy on the eyes.

“What is it? What’s with that look?”

“That duel. It seems like I have to accept it. It’s depressing.”

I hate it.

I wonder if I’ll get hurt again.

“What? Is that how it’s developing?”

“Hmm. For now. I’ll tell you the details at lunch.”

I went through the school gate and headed for the school building, looking at the baseball and soccer teams practicing in the morning.

The baseball team was running in a line while shouting.

The soccer team formed a circle and passed the ball around.

To be honest, the sight of the bird tribe, demons, beastmen, and humans practicing together was breathtaking.

In recent years, the rules of sports have become stricter due to differences in physique, muscle mass, and race characteristics.

Most of them have been downsized to accommodate us humans, and the ratio of human to beastmen is increased to keep the strength of both sides in check.

All sports have become more dynamic and popular than they were before the world clash, but I still hear voices of discrimination against beastmen here and there.

It’s a tough world to live in.

“It’s just that, so far, I’ve only heard their side of the story.”

“It seems to be getting harder.”

Even if it was for Jaja and Nana, the conditions of the duel were too disadvantageous.

The greatest characteristic of the demon race is magic, but in addition to that, Prince Atol is the type of demon that can fly.

If he shoots magic from the air, no matter how powerful it is, I don’t stand a chance.

I wondered if there was any way we could duel on equal terms or if I had a chance.

I’m not in a position to be too aggressive, so I doubt if they’ll accept my terms.

“RIOT-KUUUUUNN! KAZAMACHI-KUUUUUUUN!”

Whoa!

What the hell!

The trees planted around the ground began to shake furiously, and my eardrums began to ring.

“Whoa!”

“Hii!”

“What? Another incident?”

The students on their way to school are in an uproar.

Everyone was holding their ears and cowering.

The students in this school have become more cautious since the Tusk Crag incident.

“That bastard…”

What kind of vocal cords do you have to have to be able to make a voice that ridiculously loud?

“Woah… I’m even getting dizzy. Is it Utai?”

Gasara, who is a beastmen and therefore has much better hearing than I do as a human, stumbled around dizzily while holding his ears.

I traced the source of the roar back to the third floor of the main school building, where I found the figure in the window of the corridor.

Utai leaned forward with a pleasant smile on her face.