The weather was not hot. Hayato's profuse sweating had nothing to do with the temperature, even though the sun overhead was blazing.
"Spring? No, it should be 'December' now, but this temperature..."Hayato muttered to himself.
And how could there be a sun? He had clearly gone downstairs at 'eleven at night' to buy snacks at the convenience store.
He walked down a clean street, then arrived at a brand new... clean street.Although the scenery had changed slightly, it was still filled with gentle sunlight, completely incongruous with the time of 'eleven at night'.
"Where have I come to? A dream? Wait..."Hayato's thoughts were in disarray.
Right, right, why not find someone to ask... He quickened his pace, preparing to walk out of this street again and ask a passerby what was happening. Night suddenly turning into day could mean his biological clock was off, or it could be... a premonition of 'the world ending'.
Hayato reached the corner of the street. The scenery he saw when he peeked out was still much the same as the previous two streets—quiet residential houses, a gentle breeze, comfortable temperatures, clean and tidy, with no trash even in the nooks and crannies under the telephone poles.
However, on this street, he finally saw people. Not one, but a group.To be precise, it should be 'two groups of people'.Divided into two factions.
One faction was a combination of a boy and a girl. The other faction had many more people, about seven or eight, led by a man in a Hawaiian shirt with tanned skin. He had unbuttoned his shirt sleeves, revealing his muscular chest, and wore a gold chain as thick as a pinky finger around his neck. His earlobes sparkled, indicating he had earrings. And he was a blondie.
Behind him were some male companions of the same age, some holding small knives, while others carried things similar to golf clubs, which could collectively be called 'weapons'.
On the boy and girl's side, the boy was thin and small, hiding behind the tall girl.The girl wore a JK uniform, her black hair tied into a high ponytail, her neck as fair and slender as a swan's. Although her lips were tightly pressed and her eyes widened in vigilance against the blond man in front of her, it was still evident that she was a rare 'beautiful girl'.
The two groups were in a standoff, sparks seemingly flying from their eyes. It didn't look like a situation where Hayato could just walk up and talk to them.
Eh? Will they fight? Hayato was slightly stunned.
Just as Hayato was in a dilemma, the blond man spoke first:"Yotsumoto Ryoka, captain of the Shirakawa High School Karate Club!! You made me lose face in front of the whole country! I'll make you pay back double!!"
And the girl called 'Yotsumoto Ryoka' pursed her lips, seemingly scoffing:"Is this revenge for the previous national high school competition? How embarrassing... to be such a sore loser!!"
"Bastard!" The blond man's face twisted: "I'll show you!!"
With that, a swarm of people surged towards the slender girl, mercilessly wielding the weapons in their hands!
Yotsumoto Ryoka's movements were exceptionally nimble. First to strike was a golf club, used as a sweeping blow like an ordinary stick, aimed at Yotsumoto Ryoka's head.
Yotsumoto Ryoka dodged sideways, her skirt flaring. Knee strike!!
It powerfully hit the stomach of the golf club wielder. She possessed immense strength unbefitting her physique; the person holding the club immediately let out a painful "Ugh," as if about to vomit bitter water.
Hayato saw a sneaky person circle behind Yotsumoto Ryoka, spreading his arms, intending to use a 'grappling technique' to restrain Yotsumoto Ryoka's movements.
Yotsumoto Ryoka, however, was one step ahead of him, delivering an upward punch, her knuckles hitting the sneak attacker's nose bridge. The person's nose bled instantly and profusely!!
So impressive.
Hayato had never really been a delinquent, rarely having the chance to watch fights. Seeing the girl's swift movements this time, he couldn't help but marvel that Yotsumoto Ryoka was an 'expert' when it came to fighting.
But even if the girl single-handedly fended off the attacks of two or three people, "Whoa!"She couldn't reach the boy's side.
With just one punch, the blondie struck the boy's cheek, and he cried out in pain, staggering back repeatedly!
"Ayumu!!" The girl immediately became worried and distracted. She glanced out of the corner of her eye, and after dodging another attack, she leaped several steps to reach the boy's side. "Ayumu, are you okay!?" The girl tried to help the boy, who was curled up like a shrimp.
"Guh..." The boy gritted his teeth, saliva dripping from between them, looking utterly disheveled.
"Matsuzono Ayumu?"The blondie chuckled, approaching, "I did get intelligence that Yotsumoto Ryoka, you have a 'childhood friend', but I didn't expect him to be so weak."
"Damn it... don't go near Ayumu!" Yotsumoto Ryoka shielded the boy.
And the blondie, with his injured companions, gradually closed in, forming a semicircle, about to corner the two against the wall.
Hayato, hiding at the end of the street, could see that Yotsumoto Ryoka could take on many and clearly had the upper hand, but she couldn't easily win and couldn't spare a hand to stop the fourth person, let alone the fact that the blondie's group far outnumbered 'four'.
"Yotsumoto Ryoka... I'm going to make you pay!" The blondie grinned menacingly, spreading his hands, his fingers wriggling lewdly.
"That's enough!"Just as the boy and girl fell into despair, a muscular man appeared from the other end.
He was extremely fast; as soon as his words fell, he was already behind the blondie, grabbing his shirt collar and tossing him aside like a little chick!
Everyone was startled.
The others, caught by surprise, quickly pounced on this well-built man wearing glasses!!
"Hmph!"The man with glasses roared, actually shaking off all the delinquents who tried to restrain his movements!!
He was incredibly fast; after shaking off the delinquents, he clenched his fists and punched them one by one in the face! Just one punch was enough to knock down the delinquents who had been spouting nonsense, making them unable to get up again!
There were quite a few delinquents, but with the glasses man's fighting style, victory truly was decided in an instant.
When the boy, the girl, and Hayato turned their heads, everything was over.The delinquents were all sprawled on the ground, some still groaning "Uhm," while others had simply passed out.
The man with glasses swept his disdainful gaze over the delinquents, then walked to Yotsumoto Ryoka's side, smiled gently, and extended his hand: "Are you alright? Can you stand up?"
Yotsumoto Ryoka was slightly stunned, then nodded, "I'm fine... but Ayumu..."
"I, I also..." Matsuzono Ayumu tried to force himself to stand, but his pained expression clearly indicated he was 'not fine'.
"My name is Aihara Yamato, a university student living nearby." The man with glasses smiled and adjusted his spectacles, "Don't worry, with me here, nothing bad will happen again."
It was not 'nothing bad will happen again' at all, damn it!!Hayato, clinging to the wall, yelled in his heart, he remembered!
Aren't these the characters from "I Can't Reach You From Afar"!!
This, this, this, this, this... This is a manga world!!...And, it's a 'hentai'... and, it's a typical 'NTR hentai'!!