Brother and Sister, Ayanokoji Who Lost the Opportunity

Dormitory building.

Leaving the room of Dragon Garden.

Prince Ganlongdao took the elevator to the first-floor lobby, planning to buy a drink before heading back.

As for what Dragon Garden was thinking.

Prince Ganlongdao was already fully confident.

Dragon Garden would choose to return; at most, he was just putting up a stubborn front with his words.

None of that mattered.

As long as Dragon Garden returned.

Prince Ganlongdao believed he would be able to recognize the gap and realize who exactly was the boss.

In front of the vending machine.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka crouched down to retrieve his drink.

Suddenly.

His vigilance spiked, and he whipped his head around to look.

Prince Ganlongdao had appeared just one step away from him without him noticing.

Ayanokoji was secretly shocked.

Having grown up in the White Room since childhood as the highest masterpiece of this special institution.

Ayanokoji had a very clear understanding of himself.

There is always someone better, and there is always a mountain beyond a mountain.

There must be someone more outstanding than him in this world.

But in reality.

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had never met one.

Not to mention his peers, even those adults hailed as international masters were no match for Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

This was the first time someone had gotten so close to him without being detected.

For Prince Ganlongdao, who had been tempered in war-torn lands.

Reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance were naturally his bread and butter.

This was just an instinct formed over a long time; it was entirely possible for him to sneak up behind Ayanokoji if he wanted to.

This point alone.

Was enough to demonstrate the strength of Prince Ganlongdao and make Ayanokoji Kiyotaka raise his guard.

Ayanokoji picked up his drink and stood up.

He walked toward the other person, hesitating whether to say hello.

After all.

A month ago.

The two had just met inside the Gymnasium.

Logically speaking, since they were familiar faces, he should probably greet him.

However.

The next second.

Prince Ganlongdao brushed past him to buy a drink.

"..."

Ayanokoji was momentarily speechless.

Is this...

Does he not even remember who he is?

Or is a small fry like him not worth Prince Ganlongdao remembering his name?

Ayanokoji was a bit confused.

Judging from all aspects of his observations.

Prince Ganlongdao could be called the strongest existence he had ever seen, at least in terms of martial prowess.

But looking at the performance of Class C and Prince Ganlongdao.

This guy was practically a weakling.

He unified the class the very next day and then turned the class into this mess.

Does this guy even know how to play the game?

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had to admit, he really couldn't figure him out.

Forget it.

Since Prince Ganlongdao did not care about a small fry like him, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka saw no need to greet him.

Anyway.

As long as they were at this university.

Whether one was strong or weak.

It would naturally become clear in time.

On the other side.

After buying a drink, Prince Ganlongdao took a sip.

He truly did not hold Ayanokoji Kiyotaka in his eyes, having already forgotten such a person.

As long as he wanted to.

He would inevitably achieve victory.

Prince Ganlongdao always maintained such arrogance; naturally, he would not care about people he was uninterested in, with the exception of beautiful women.

Just then.

Prince Ganlongdao frowned, his ears twitching.

He listened carefully.

There seemed to be some movement in the alley to the side, sounding like faint voices.

Having been tempered through life-and-death struggles, he was naturally extremely sensitive to such things.

Prince Ganlongdao lowered his footsteps, walked to the corner, and peered over without leaving a trace.

He saw.

Inside the alley.

Horikita Manabu had pinned Horikita Suzune against the wall.

Without a second thought.

Prince Ganlongdao took out his phone and turned on the recording mode.

Horikita Manabu braced his left hand against the wall and slammed his right palm into Horikita Suzune's right abdomen, the intense pain causing her to collapse to the ground.

"Suzune, you lack the aptitude to reach Class A."

Horikita Manabu looked down at his younger sister on the ground with an indifferent gaze and said coldly:

"If you understand, then leave this university quickly."

"I'm sorry, Brother..."

Horikita Suzune sat slumped on the ground.

The intense pain made her clutch her right abdomen.

Feeling her brother's gaze, Horikita Suzune looked flustered as she said:

"Believe in me, Horikita-senpai... I will definitely reach Class A to prove myself, I will never tarnish your reputation!"

"Truly hopeless, you foolish sister."

They really are siblings.

Prince Ganlongdao raised an eyebrow.

It looked like an incompetent younger sister desperately wanting to prove her strength to her brother?

And the powerful Horikita Manabu felt that such a sister was a disgrace to him?

Forget it.

It didn't matter what the brother thought, as long as he knew what the sister was thinking.

Thinking of this.

Prince Ganlongdao lowered his footsteps, appearing behind Horikita Manabu like a ghost, and reached out to place a hand on his shoulder.

"Who's there?"

Horikita Manabu's pupils shrank to pinpricks as he threw a fierce hook toward his back.

However.

What greeted Horikita Manabu were two fingers thrusting directly toward his eyes, instinct forcing him to raise his hands to defend.

Prince Ganlongdao tripped him with his foot and pressed his right hand onto Horikita Manabu's head, shoving him to the side and instantly causing him to lose his balance.

Thwack.

In less than a second.

Horikita Manabu collapsed straight to the ground.

Prince Ganlongdao stepped directly onto Horikita Manabu's chest, completely stripping him of his ability to move.

Martial virtue, the romance of men.

Such things did not exist for Prince Ganlongdao.

Victory was victory.

He only cared about efficiency, and every move he made was a lethal strike.

Horikita Manabu and his ilk, academic arena fighters who had never experienced real combat, were naturally no match for him.

Watching Horikita Manabu being pinned to the ground, Horikita Suzune froze, as if something had been shattered along with that stomp.

But quickly.

Horikita Suzune snapped back to reality.

Forcing her body up, she kicked Prince Ganlongdao away.

"Let him go."

"..."

Prince Ganlongdao took two steps back and raised an eyebrow at Horikita Suzune.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"None of your business."

Horikita Suzune wanted to step forward to help him up, but she hesitated, afraid:

"Brother... Senpai, are you alright?"

"..."

Ignoring his sister's concern.

Horikita Manabu kept his full attention on Prince Ganlongdao, saying in a deep voice:

"When did you arrive?"

"Did you not hear me?"

Prince Ganlongdao raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with a hint of displeasure:

"I am asking you, what is the meaning of this?"

"..."

Horikita Manabu fell silent.

He had originally wanted to ask when Prince Ganlongdao arrived and whether he had overheard their previous conversation.

However.

Prince Ganlongdao was simply too self-centered.

He completely ignored their questions.

In reality.

Prince Ganlongdao's two repetitions of asking what they meant were both probes to test Horikita Manabu's reaction.

When an ordinary person is struck.

Their first reaction is inevitably anger.

The cowardly ones would apologize.

The rational ones, would assess the environment to find evidence in their favor, preparing to report the incident to the school authorities.

But for someone like Horikita Manabu, who only cared about when he had arrived.

It was enough to show.

Horikita Manabu had reservations.

Without a doubt.

Horikita Manabu cared for his sister, Horikita Suzune, and he cared for her deeply.

Having confirmed this.

Prince Ganlongdao looked at Horikita Suzune and began to smile.