Only.
"Yo, isn't that Housen?"
Housen sensed an unpleasant presence and saw Kakeru Ryuuen, with his red hair parted down the middle.
Ryuuen sat on the railing beside the Student Council entrance, with a burly man standing behind him.
Housen had never seen this person before.
"Isn't this Ryuuen...? Or was it you who fucking reported me?" Housen immediately said. "How pathetic, Ryuuen. You can't beat me, so you resort to this kind of dirty trick?"
"Still got a stubborn mouth, huh?" Ryuuen did not care about Housen's mockery in the slightest. If anything, he looked rather pleased. "I hadn't crossed paths with you before, so I thought I'd have some fun with you at this school. Turns out you couldn't even stay here."
"What a shame, Housen!" Ryuuen said. "You went down before I even made a move."
"..." Housen fell silent.
So Ryuuen had not done anything behind the scenes?
But Ryuuen was an asshole too. He could not be fully trusted.
"Then it really was Ayanokouji who reported me... or was it Houtarou Oreki? Did he set me up..." Housen muttered.
Thinking that, he glanced to the right, toward the upper part of the hallway. There were no cameras above.
In other words, this small area was safe.
Then—
In an instant.
Housen's left hand shot toward Ryuuen.
"Housen!"
Tsubasa Nanase, who had followed Housen here, had already noticed his movement.
He was actually going to use violence again.
"Shut up, Nanase! This has nothing to do with you!"
Yet Housen's left hand continued straight toward Ryuuen.
Ryuuen did not move at all.
Rather, he had already discovered during their previous confrontation that Housen surpassed him in fighting ability, so dodging would have been pointless.
And now, there was no need to dodge.
Two huge hands reached