The Gun in Your Hand is Pointed at the Wrong Target

Seeing a crowd of people being directly intimidated by Fang Li raising his gun, not to mention the parties involved, even the samurai of the Yotsuyu Clan were startled.

"F-Fang Li, sir?" Yomogawa Ayame was at a loss.

In Yomogawa Ayame's impression, Fang Li was a peer who felt approachable, easy to talk to, and very pleasant to get along with.

So she never imagined that Fang Li would raise a gun against a group of helpless civilians.

But before Yomogawa Ayame could say anything, a middle-aged man in rather luxurious clothing shouted from the crowd.

"You... who do you think you are? What right do you have to block our way?"

"Oh?" Fang Li turned his gaze over, sizing up the middle-aged man before saying, "Then who are you?"

"I am a trusted aide of the Yotsuyu Clan head and the Governance Official of Aragane Station!" The middle-aged man raised his voice. "Even the samurai have to show me respect, and you—"

Before he could finish that sentence, the Governance Official shut his mouth.

Because Fang Li had already raised his gun, pointing it at the Governance Official's head.

"I see, a high-ranking official of Aragane Station?" Fang Li said as if nothing had happened, keeping his unchanged smile on the Governance Official. "But what does that have to do with me?"

"You—?!" The Governance Official's face was full of shock.

Clearly, he hadn't expected that, even after revealing his identity, this man who wasn't even a samurai would still dare to point a gun at him.

Ignoring the Governance Official's shock, Fang Li stared straight at him and said bluntly, "I don't care what noble or official you are. This is a moment of life and death. Here, there are only living, breathing human lives—no high or low, no noble or base. If you still want to use your status to enjoy privileges at a time like this, then I can let you enjoy something a little earlier."

With that, Fang Li pressed the gun directly against the official's forehead.

"Enjoy a free trip to death."

Hearing this, the Governance Official looked at Fang Li's harmless smile, felt the gun barrel against his forehead, and cold sweat dripped down his brow.

To be honest, having Fang Li do something like this was also a bit of a stretch for him.

Threatening people with a gun—not to mention an ordinary student, even a regular person wouldn't have that kind of experience, right?

But Fang Li still had to do it.

After all, every person here was equivalent to Fang Li's bonus rewards, and the Kabane army could charge in at any moment to slaughter them.

To keep these people from wasting time on pointless matters and ultimately holding everyone back, Fang Li had to play the villain.

Shoot the bird that sticks its head out—he believed these people would be a bit more obedient after this.

But the next second, something even Fang Li hadn't expected happened.

"Enough!"

With that shout, someone pushed through the crowd, stepped forward, and stared straight at Fang Li.

"He already knows what to do. Put down the gun—you're pointing it at the wrong person!"

The one who said this was a young man.

A very peculiar young man.

Why was this young man so peculiar?

There were two reasons.

One: He wore a red cloak, and his skin had an unsettling pallor. Beneath the cloak, he seemed to have no other clothes, but traces of metal could be vaguely seen. This bizarre appearance drew everyone's attention.

Two: He held a strange weapon in his hands.

It was some kind of launcher, modified from what looked like a riveter or pile driver, shaped somewhat like a submachine gun.

A strange young man holding a strange weapon, appearing at this moment, naturally left everyone present exchanging bewildered glances.

However, upon seeing this young man, some people cried out in shock.

"Ikoma?!"

Those who called the young man Ikoma seemed to be workers from some smelting factory, wearing work uniforms.

Clearly, these people knew the young man.

Besides them, Yomogawa Ayame, Kurusu Kunoichi, and Kibito Aragane also reacted to the appearance of the young man named Ikoma.

"You?" Yomogawa Ayame was surprised.

"Aren't you the forge worker from the ironworks who repaired Lady Ayame's Short-barreled this morning?" Kibito Aragane's expression was equally astonished.

As for Kurusu Kunoichi, he simply raised a Steam Gun in his hands, aimed it at the young man named Ikoma, and spoke coldly.

"You—why are you here?"

The atmosphere in the scene suddenly grew tense.

Ikoma faced Kurusu Kunoichi, who was pointing a gun at him, and gritted his teeth. "Didn't I already say? You're pointing your gun at the wrong person!"

Kurusu Kunoichi didn't say another word, silently resting his finger on the trigger, his eyes filled with cold ruthlessness.

This sudden turn of events left the onlookers, who had no idea what was going on, completely stunned.

Only Fang Li, from the moment Ikoma appeared, hadn't taken his eyes off him.

Watching the young man with the strange skin tone and stubborn expression, Fang Li muttered to himself.

(So he's appeared... the original protagonist...)

The boy named Ikoma was precisely the original protagonist.

A common steam forge worker living in Aragane Station, a settlement that produced iron and steam engines.

At the same time, he was a passionate youth filled with a sense of justice, always hoping to defeat all the Kabane and longing for the day when people would look at him with newfound respect.

Hearing this, the boy seemed nothing more than an ordinary laborer lost in dreams, with nothing special about him.

However, Fang Li knew that Ikoma had two particular traits.

The first was the strangely shaped weapon Ikoma currently held in his hands.

It was a weapon Ikoma had developed alongside his friend to defeat the Kabane—the Tsuranuki-zutsu.

A weapon capable of firing a special warhead known as the Hayagumo Round.

It was a specialized weapon developed based on the principle that the shockwave from a gunpowder explosion, when striking metal, would create a metallic jet with enough force to pierce a Kabane's heart.

The weapon in Ikoma's hands was exactly that.

As for the second particular trait, it was Ikoma's current body.

A body identical to that of the girl in Fang Li's arms—one that treated the Kabane as nothing, effortlessly slaying the immortal monsters.

Thus, in Fang Li's embrace, the girl named Mumei slowly opened her drowsy eyes and fixed her gaze on Ikoma.