He also knew where to draw the line. Considering the black-haired woman's malicious behavior just now, it wouldn't have been excessive to shove her straight out of the train. But Hayasaka had only slapped her.
And then there was her courage in that moment.
Most girls would probably have been at a loss when faced with a murderer, unable to think or make decisions. Some might even have gone weak in the knees, unable to run.
But Hayasaka had kept her head and even found the courage to fight back... Keep in mind, she'd forgotten she was a player and thought she was just an ordinary girl.
Kind, steadfast, calm, levelheaded, courageous, and strong-willed... She really was a treasure of a girl.
"Hey, what are you grinning about?"
Hayasaka Ai frowned at him, flustered. "That murderer is already charging over! The door won't hold for much longer!"
"Don't worry." Amamiya Natsuki's smile faded. "Do you know what American Iaijutsu is?"
"Huh?" Hayasaka Ai blinked. "What's that?"
"I'll show you."
As he spoke, Amamiya Natsuki pulled out a fire axe.
"W-wait!" Hayasaka Ai's eyes widened in disbelief. "Where did you get that axe?"
"I'll explain later." Amamiya Natsuki looked toward the murderer, who had begun ramming the door. "Let's deal with him first."
Hayasaka Ai clenched her teeth and held out a hand.
"Do you have another weapon? Give me one."
"..."
Wait behind a boy and hope he protected her?
Sorry.
Hayasaka's nature made her want to fight side by side instead.
"Here."
Amamiya Natsuki produced a bucket of popcorn and handed it to Hayasaka.
"Popcorn?" Hayasaka Ai was so angry she nearly dropped it. "How am I supposed to use this as a weapon?"
"So just eat it while you watch."
Amamiya Natsuki reached out and patted Hayasaka's little