"You...!"
At this moment, Jiutoulong Naito's eyes were filled with murderous intent as she glared at Sato. Clenching her fists and gritting her teeth, she stared viciously at her opponent. For a moment, the atmosphere seemed extremely dangerous. On the other hand, Duanmu Huai seemed indifferent to such a small matter, merely coughing.
"Alright, the situation is quite clear. You two come with me."
"......"
Even though both of them were itching to strangle each other, since Duanmu Huai had spoken, they had no choice but to obediently follow his lead and leave the music room — or so they thought.
Instead of taking them out of the classroom, Duanmu Huai led them to an open space in the middle of the music room and clapped his hands.
"Alright, let's get started."
"???"
"Fight."
Duanmu Huai looked at the two of them and said coldly.
