"Hmm?"
As a third-year delinquent, Yonekura's naturally burly physique and connections to gangs outside school had made him the tyrant of this high school.
No one dared to provoke him.
So even though he brazenly came up with all sorts of excuses to extort money from those timid students, no one could restrain him. It had made him arrogantly dismissive of everyone else.
"Interesting. You've successfully caught my attention."
Yonekura, who had already turned away, turned back again and looked down at Xu Yue with a scrutinizing gaze before speaking in an even, matter-of-fact tone.
"At this high school, I've collected interest from 172 people. You're the 173rd. No one has ever dared defy me. You're the first."
"There was once an exchange student from your country who left quite an impression on me. He was the most satisfying payment I've collected so far. But now, it seems you intend to make a different choice from his?"
As he spoke, he kneaded his fists, making them crackle. The Aura he gave off made even Kurono beside them feel uncomfortable.
He could not help comparing him to the Onion Aliens.
"I'll give you a little lesson first. Don't leave after school."
After working his fists loose, Yonekura raised his hand and slapped it toward Xu Yue's face, continuing,
"Remember, if the teacher asks, say you fell..."
He had intended for his attack and his smug words to land together, but a sudden, agonizing pain beneath his ribs blanked out his mind.
Then he felt his entire body float weightlessly through the air, going numb all over.
Boom!
The violent impact against his back, followed by the belated, bone-piercing pain, made him let out a muffled groan.
As if all strength had been drained from him, he slid limply down the wall.