Keyaki Mall corner.
Kazehara Tetsu bought a bottle of mineral Spring Water from Vending Machine.
This is not to quench thirst.
The warnings Ibuki Mio just said echoed in my mind.
"Ryuen Kakeru That guy has really been eyeing you recently."
"And... there is already movement."
Kazehara Tetsu's mouth curled up with a faint arc.
Since Wild Cat, who always has "unhappiness" written all over his face, went out of his way to leak information, it means that Ryuen Kakeru is probably on the way to execution.
Ibuki Mio's words are not groundless.
"Since you are going to come, it would be better to choose a 'feng shui treasure land'."
Kazehara Tetsu weighed the water bottle in his hand and glanced around.
His eyes fell on the dark corner at the end of the corridor with a "Men's Restroom" sign.
Because of its remote location and the fact that it was just before lunch, there were almost no crowds.
He took steps and walked slowly towards the corner with dim light.
At the same time, in the shadows on the other side of the corridor, three figures were lurking in the dark, staring at the figure who disappeared at the toilet door.
"Heh..."
The leading man sneered with unknown meaning.
Ryuen Kakeru.
"It's really interesting that a person would end up in such a dead end all by himself."
"It seems that even God is helping us. If it were outside, we would have to worry about those damn cameras and boring witnesses... But in that small, closed space, no one would care even if we make some screams, right?"
Ishizaki Daichi, who was standing behind him, looked a little excited and geared up, "Ryuen-Bro, do you want to do something? There is no one here..."
Behind the two of them, Albert stood like a hill. Although he did not speak, his huge body exuded a sense of oppression.
"Of course."
"Since he chose a good place, we have to make good use of this 'geographical advantage'."
"Let's go and send a 'greeting' to our friends."
He took the first step, followed closely by Ishizaki and Albert.
The space in the toilet is not very large. There are freshly cleaned water stains on the floor covered with white tiles, and the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant.
Because of the remote location, there are no other users here.
At this moment, there was no one here, and it was eerily quiet.
Only the innermost compartment door is closed, and the lock on it is red.
"Zizzizi..."
A subtle but clear sound of water flow came from the closed compartment.
The sound was intermittent, echoing in the empty toilet, and seemed particularly harsh.
Ryuen Kakeru stood in front of the sink and glanced at the two people behind him.
Ishizaki Daichi immediately walked to the toilet door with understanding and closed the door.
Albert was like a door god, blocking the exit with his arms folded.
Ryuen Kakeru turned around and walked slowly towards the cubicle where the sound of water was coming from.
He is not in a hurry.
For men, this is the moment when their defenses are at their lowest and their posture is most embarrassing.
If at this time...
Ryuen Kakeru already had a picture in his mind of Kazehara Tetsu, who always had a cold face, being kicked open the door without even raising his pants, with a panicked expression on his face.
That kind of picture makes people feel extremely happy just imagining it.
Ryuen Kakeru stood in front of the compartment door, less than half a meter away from the thin wooden door.
He raised his leg and aimed it at the door lock, and his thigh muscles tensed instantly.
Just go down with this kick.
This weak door will be shattered together with the dignity of the person inside.
However.
At the moment when his legs had just accumulated strength and were about to explode.
"Click."
There was an extremely clear sound of the door lock turning without any warning.
The door that was originally closed was pushed open by someone... from the inside.
Ryuen Kakeru's movements suddenly stopped.
This was completely beyond his expectation.
It was like a punch hitting cotton, and the sense of disarray with nowhere to vent his power made him stunned for a moment.
It's this brief one-second pause.
"Zi..."
A water column shot out from the crack in the door.
It was not an aimless splash, but an extremely precise shot.
The target is Ryuen Kakeru's face that always wears a sinister smile.
"What!"
Ryuen Kakeru's pupils suddenly contracted.
As a good fighter all year round, his reflexes are indeed amazingly fast.
The moment he saw the water line, his body almost instinctively leaned back and turned his head sideways in an attempt to avoid it.
But he was too close.
In addition, the ready-to-go kicking action made his center of gravity unstable.
"Crack."
Although it avoided the core area of the face, the water column still poured on his chest and neck without any bias.
Water droplets slid down his shirt, soaking a large piece of fabric, and even a few drops splashed on his chin and corners of his mouth.
That feeling of embarrassment instantly diluted the frightening aura about him.
"Asshole!"
The compartment door was fully opened.
There was no disheveled mess in the cubicle.
Kazehara Tetsu was standing there neatly dressed, without even taking off his belt.
He had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand was holding the bottle of mineral Spring Water he had just bought from Vending Machine.
A small hole was poked into the mouth of the bottle, and it was being squeezed by his fingers, making a slight "sizzling" sound.
The so-called "sound of running water" just now was just an illusion created by squeezing the bottle of water with his hands.
"Yo."
Kazehara Tetsu looked at Ryuen Kakeru who was wiping water stains on his body with a gloomy face.
"Isn't this Ryuen? There are also Ishizaki and Albert."
"What?"
Kazehara Tetsu shook the bottle that was still dripping in his hand, and his eyes scanned the three people's positions with a strong sense of déjà vu.
"You are already in high school, but is this game of 'kids holding hands and going to the toilet together' still popular?"
"Or have you never learned how to use the toilet, so the three of you have to come here together to observe each other?"
These words are not very harmful but extremely insulting.
In this toilet, Kazehara Tetsu's sarcastic voice with a chuckle was like a loud slap on the faces of the three violent men Class C.
"Heh..."
Ryuen Kakeru stopped wiping clothes.
He lowered his head and glanced at the wet half of his shirt. The fabric clinging to his body gave him an unpleasant clammy feeling.
If you are an ordinary person, you may be furious at this moment.
But Ryuen Kakeru is Ryuen Kakeru after all.
He suppressed the urge to kill immediately in a very short period of time, and instead showed a smile that was even more dangerous than before.