Adai had somehow already appeared beside Shin-chan, the long strand of snot beneath his nose slowly swaying in the air.
He looked at the two people on the ground, his voice flat.
"Don't touch him."
"What are you still standing around for?" Yamashiro Taiga's voice cracked slightly. "There are only three of them who are any good."
"Then why don't you go? You said there'd only be one strong one. Why are there three now?" someone behind him muttered.
Yamashiro Taiga choked on his words. Gritting his teeth, he tried to take a step forward, but the swaying strand of snot made him instinctively shrink back.
Just then, a commotion broke out among Class A.
"We're joining too!"
Several students gritted their teeth and stepped forward, coming to stand beside Uchiha Toru and the others.
"We can't let just you guys carry this."
"Yeah, we're in the same class too."
A few more stepped out. Though their hands were still trembling, they stood straight.
One after another, people emerged from the crowd.
Uchiha Toru froze for a moment, then looked back.
The classmates who normally did nothing but chatter were now standing beside him one by one. Their expressions were tense, but not a single one retreated.
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Yeah."
Kakashi glanced back as well. He said nothing, but he visibly relaxed.
Across from them, the upperclassmen's expressions darkened further.
Taking on three had already been hard enough, and now there was a whole group more?
This bunch of brats did not look all that formidable, but who knew whether there were any freaks hiding among them?
Besides, they looked at the charred pit on the ground, then at the strand of snot still swaying in the air.
Who wanted to be the first to