Chapter 64 - He Annoys Me (1/2)

Due to his terrifying glare, Sanagawa Shiraishi had always been widely feared by others since young. This made him discover that he could derive pleasure from bullying others - with a glare, he could easily send shivers down the spines of those wimps.

When he first entered middle school, he deliberately slit his cheek with a knife. Once the wound had healed, it left a horrifying scar on his face. The gruesome combination of his glare and the scar on his face allowed him to be even more unscrupulous at school. Even the teachers at school refused to interact with him, barely suppressing the fear in their hearts.

Throughout the three years he spent in middle school, he had lost count of the number of people who fell victim to his violence and his bullying. Anyway, he never had financial problems to dwell over. As an experienced delinquent, the key to bullying people without repercussions had already been engraved in his mind.

As soon as he advanced to high school, he immediately had his eyes locked on Mikito Hanzawa. After going around and briefly gathering some information on him, he found out that his target was not only small and weak, but he was also an orphan. His only family member was a brother who worked in a different district.

At first, after knowing that Mikito Hanzawa had a brother, he had held back slightly on the bullying. However, half a month ago, he overheard his victim's voice while loitering outside the office and found out that the brother had passed away in a car accident. After that, Shiraishi stopped holding back and dialed the bullying up a few notches as he knew he had nothing to worry about.

Today, he had approached Mikito Hanzawa in hopes of borrowing some money, but Mikito appeared reluctant and fidgety, which eroded his patience.

He felt boiling anger pump through his blood - he had not expected Mikito Hanzawa only to keep a few dozen yen in his pockets. He felt like he was duped. As he exited the alley, he noticed a student standing there, dressed in a different uniform. That jerk was probably enjoying the show earlier.

This simply infuriated him further.

”B*stard, I'm talking to you! Cat got your tongue?” Faced with Kazuki's silence and eerie stare, Sanagawa Shiraishi felt the rage spark in his veins.

Seeing that Sanagawa Shiraishi had stepped forward, his three followers also began to inch forward with unpleasant intentions glittering in their eyes.

They were already in a bad mood as they did not manage to glean much money from Mikito Hanzawa. So, when another victim presented himself, it was only natural that the bullies would not let them go so quickly.

As Sanagawa Shiraishi approached him, Kazuki raised the Sun and Moon Sword and swung it at his looming target. With an immense amount of power accompanied by the roaring speed of the wind, the scabbard landed heavily on Sanagawa Shiraishi's waist.

Argh!!!

Before Sanagawa Shiraishi's eyes could take in Kazuki's movements, a sharp pain flared from his waist, making him scrunch his face up in pain. A pitiful yelp of pain escaped his lips, causing passersby to jump. The acute pain made him move his hands to protect his waist on instinct. Then, Kazuki topped it off with a kick to his abdomen, sending him flying to the ground.

With just two moves, Sanagawa Shiraishi was sprawled out on the ground, rolling around in pain. His face was pale as the intense pain spread through his entire body, large beads of sweat trailing down his forehead. The only thing he was capable of doing anymore was wail in pain.

In one corner, Akie Hanzawa looked daggers at the limp body of Sanagawa Shiraishi. It was a pity that he did not have a physical body. Otherwise, he would have bestowed upon him a couple more kicks for good measure.

”Boss Shiraishi!”

”Bastard! Did you just hit me?”

Despite Sanagawa Shiraishi's howls, his three followers were quick to respond to their growing rage, rushing straight for Kazuki, eager to teach him a lesson.

However, these delinquents were not professional fighters, so there were many openings in their stances. There was not even a need for Kazuki to dodge - in a few swift movements he had sent them to the ground to reunite with their sorry excuse of a leader.

As they laid on the ground whining in pain, Kazuki prowled forward to stand beside Sanagawa Shiraishi. He was trying to regain his composure, attempting to climb onto his feet. Kazuki pressed a foot onto his chest and spat out the cold words, ”Did I give you permission to get up?”

As he spoke, he crouched down, examining the pain and hatred shining in Sanagawa Shiraishi's eyes. He then landed a heavy slap on his face. The sheer amount of force in the slap caused his face to twist in pain. He could only emit a sound close to a puppy's whine, his tearful eyes full and pleading.

”Where's the money?”

Upon hearing this, Sanagawa Shiraishi immediately dug through his pocket and produced his wallet, passing it to Kazuki.

Kazuki briefly riffled through the wallet, noting that there were at least a few thousand yen in there. He followed up with another slap on Sanagawa Shiraishi's already swollen cheek, and said stoically, ”Just this much? Are you trying to appease some mere beggar?”

Sanagawa Shiraishi cupped his face fearfully, not daring to resist. He brought a shaky finger up to point at his minions, indicating they had money on them as well. Seeing that he had betrayed his partners without hesitation, Kazuki lifted Sanagawa Shiraishi by the collar and flung him toward them.

Horrified, the three others timidly scrambled to their feet and emptied their wallets. They were frightened half to death, they did not dare to make a single sound, let alone object to this.

After collecting the money, Kazuki watched as Sanagawa Shiraishi's underlings helped him to his feet, ready to bolt. He commented coldly, ”Did I give you permission to leave?”

”Is… Is there anything else you need?” Tanimoto Natsu was the first to react. He was holding his stomach; though the acute pain had mostly subsided, waves of pain would still radiate from his stomach. He dared not go up against Kazuki.

Although it was four against one, they could not parry a single one of Kazuki's moves. Not to mention that he had that mighty wooden sword in his hands… Their trembling eyes held fearful respect for him.