Sudo Ken's Fury

"Coward."

"Trash."

"Class D waste."

Every word echoed in his mind for a long time.

"I'll be damned—"

Sudo Ken finally exploded.

His fist smashed out like a cannonball, whistling through the air and landing squarely on the blonde guy's face.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

Taking the hit, the blonde guy flew backward like a kite with a broken string, flipped half a turn in the air, and slammed heavily into the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

An ordinary person's strength couldn't be that exaggerated.

Clearly.

The other party had cooperated intentionally.

"Holy crap!"

"He actually hit him!"

The surrounding crowd erupted instantly. People let out cries of surprise; some instinctively backed away, while more stayed put, excitedly raising their phones to start recording.

"Record it, record it!"

"Big news!"

"Someone from Class D is fighting!"

The chatter rose and fell, and some even whistled as if they were watching a spectacular performance.

Watching this scene unfold.

Clenching his fists, Sudo Ken was also a bit dazed.

Since when was he this strong?

Meanwhile, on the Class C side.

The two remaining boys exchanged glances, then revealed smiles of success and continued their taunts.

"Hey, hey."

"You've got a death wish, don't you!"

"Daring to hit my brother, you Class D waste are really asking for it. Let's see if I don't beat you until you wet yourself."

Of course.

The words were arrogant, but they had no intention of actually fighting back.

Hearing this.

Sudo Ken's eyes widened in fury, his emotions surging again as he swung his fists and charged forward viciously.

The other party didn't even dodge.

Instead, they actively leaned in.

They let his fists rain down upon them.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Dull sounds of impact rang out in succession.

Sudo Ken had completely lost control. His eyes were bloodshot, his fists swung wildly, and every punch used almost all his strength, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

He didn't care about anything else.

He only wanted to vent, only wanted to teach them a harsh lesson.

"Ahhhhhhh—"

Accompanied by a beast-like roar.

Sudo Ken raised his foot and kicked one of them in the abdomen, forcing the guy to curl up on the ground.

However.

The boy who had been kicked smiled.

Even with blood flowing from his mouth and his face covered in bruises, his smile was subtle and filled with malice, his vicious gaze seeming to say that Sudo was finished.

"Success..."

He thought to himself, while outwardly wailing in pain.

On the edge of the crowd.

Airi Sakura gripped Xu Nuo's sleeve tightly, her body trembling slightly, almost pressing her entire frame against him, her chest compressed and deformed by his arm.

"Xu Nuo..."

The girl was completely oblivious, her voice trembling, her azure eyes filled with unease and fear.

"Should we... go over and stop him?"

She was clearly frightened by the scene of violence before her; the sound of fists striking flesh and Sudo Ken's ferocious expression both terrified her.

At the same time.

She recognized that the other person was a classmate.

Hearing this.

Xu Nuo shook his head, standing quietly in place, his gaze fixed on the scene before him with indifference.

His pupils were pitch black.

"No need."

"This is his own choice."

Airi Sakura froze. She didn't quite understand the meaning of those words, but she felt an instinctive sense of unease.

Xu Nuo...

He is so gentle.

Yet so cold.

The girl bit her lower lip, a complex emotion flashing through her azure eyes as her thoughts swirled in turmoil.

Clearly.

She didn't understand.

Why was Xu Nuo, who was usually so gentle, so indifferent to Sudo's plight?

It wasn't that she pitied Sudo Ken.

Rather, she was afraid that Xu Nuo's gentleness was a facade.

If that were the case.

Would she one day be treated with the same coldness? She didn't want that to happen...

Airi Sakura felt panicked inside.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something.

Wait.

Or perhaps...

Am I special?

Blinking her eyes, Airi Sakura's cheeks burned instantly as she snuck a glance at his profile.

She gradually became mesmerized.

He is so handsome!

As for that red-haired delinquent fighting over there?

Irrelevant.

At this moment.

Seeing the girl's shift in mood.

Xu Nuo seemed to realize his reaction had been too cold, so he spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"There's no helping it."

"With our build."

"We wouldn't be able to pull this crazed Sudo away. If he loses his mind and starts hitting us too, there would be absolutely nothing we could do."

This was, of course, a lie.

If that red-haired delinquent dared to lay a hand on him.

Heh...

"So that's how it is!"

However.

Airi Sakura believed him, her face dawning with realization while she felt ashamed of her own thoughts.

That's right.

I'm so ordinary, how could Xu Nuo...

"Everyone, stop!"

Just then.

A sharp, stern shout came from outside the crowd.

Immediately after.

Several figures darted through the crowd, rushing into the center of the melee as the onlookers hurriedly cleared a path.

Clearly.

It was the Student Council.

Leading them was a tall, bespectacled boy who wore a stern expression, exuding a sharp and cold aura with eyes as keen as a hawk's.

It was none other than Horikita Manabu himself.

Seeing that the fight was still ongoing despite his arrival.

"Pull them apart!"

Horikita Manabu frowned and issued the order, prompting the Student Council members behind him to move immediately.

Their movements were swift.

Working in pairs.

They quickly restrained Sudo Ken and the other students.

"Let go of me!"

Sudo Ken struggled.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed completely crazed, desperate to charge back in; he had clearly lost all reason.

"I'm going to kill these bastards!"

"Let me go!"

His voice was hoarse, thick with rage.

Following that.

He even began to view the Student Council members holding him as enemies, throwing a fierce elbow strike backward.

"Hiss—"

Caught off guard.

One Student Council member was struck in the abdomen, unable to stop himself from gasping in pain as his face contorted.

"This guy..."

The next moment.

Horikita Manabu stepped forward himself, raising his hand to execute a precise grappling maneuver that locked onto Sudo Ken's arm before he used a deft flick of force to twist it.

"Click—"

A faint sound came from the joint.

Sudo Ken cried out in pain, forced down onto one knee.

"Ah..."

The pain radiating through his body finally brought a sliver of sanity back to the redhead, though he remained defiant.

He glared viciously at the few people he had knocked down.

Meanwhile.

The surrounding students retreated, their eyes filled with fear and disgust as they looked at Sudo Ken.

"He actually dared to hit the Student Council."

"How terrifying..."

"Is he a delinquent?"

"How did a thug like this get into this school?"

As for the Class C students, they clutched their wounds and groaned on the ground, but despite their bruised and swollen faces, they wore triumphant smiles.

After all.

You couldn't expect much acting skill from thugs.

But.

They had succeeded.

They had successfully provoked this Class D student, Sudo, causing him to commit violence in full view of everyone.

Next...

They would just wait for the school to uphold justice.

"Disperse!"

Horikita Manabu spoke in a cold voice, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding crowd with an unquestionable tone.

"It's over, everyone go back."

As he said this.

His gaze paused on someone for a moment.

Xu Nuo...

The Student Council had received a report of a brawl here; could it be that he had orchestrated this?

No, he was also from Class D.

He was likely just passing by.

Having finished his assessment, Horikita Manabu had no intention of making small talk and immediately withdrew his gaze to look at the crowd.

The students were somewhat reluctant.

Although they still wanted to watch the spectacle, they dispersed one after another under the pressure of the Student Council President.

However.

The videos and photos on their phones remained.

It was estimated that it wouldn't take long.

This incident would spread throughout the entire school.

"President."

A Student Council member stepped forward and reported in a low voice, "These Class C students all have varying degrees of internal and external injuries and need to be sent to the infirmary."

"As for this guy..."

He paused, looking at the red-haired youth who was still fuming, unaware of the grave mistake he had committed.

"It has been confirmed that he is a student from Class D."

"His name is Sudo Ken."

"He doesn't have a single injury on him."

"I understand."

Horikita Manabu adjusted his glasses, his tone devoid of any ripples. "I will handle this matter personally."

After speaking.

He looked at the red-haired youth being restrained, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Take him to the Student Council first."

Class D.

To think he was from Class D; that guy was at the scene but didn't intervene, it seems there is more to this than meets the eye...

Soon.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Xu Nuo was no exception; he gently took Airi Sakura by the wrist and left with the crowd.

Student Council office.

Sudo Ken was pressed into a chair, with two members watching him closely, fearing he might lose his mind again.

Only now.

The anger and violence in this guy finally dissipated.

As the adrenaline faded, Sudo Ken finally realized what a stupid thing he had done—he had actually gotten into a fight in full view of everyone.

For a moment.

Regret and unease filled his heart.

"Sudo Ken."

"First-year, Class D."

"Fighting in public, resulting in three injuries."

At this moment.

Horikita Manabu spoke. He sat in the main seat, looking at Sudo Ken with an expressionless face, saying each word clearly; every syllable sounded like a verdict.

"Do you know what this means?"

"..."

Sudo Ken opened his mouth, remaining silent.

Clearly.

He still harbored a sliver of hope in his heart.

Perhaps things weren't as serious as he had imagined.

However...

"Expulsion."

Horikita Manabu adjusted his glasses, his cold, heartless words severing the last shred of hope in the redhead's heart. "According to school regulations, you will be expelled immediately."

In an instant.

Sudo Ken's body stiffened.

Expelled?

His mind went blank, with only those two words echoing within it, and his lips began to tremble.

No...

He couldn't be expelled...

If he were expelled...

Then he would have nothing left; his basketball dreams and all his hard work, everything would be gone...

"No!"

Thinking of this outcome.

Sudo Ken shuddered all over, his eye sockets beginning to redden, his emotions surging—but this time, it was not out of anger, but out of panic and despair.

"You..."

"I know I was wrong, please don't let me be expelled..."

Always stubborn, he finally lowered his head, his tone humble, fearful, and laced with pleading.

"..."

Horikita Manabu watched him quietly, saying nothing.

Although it was clearly a setup.

Still.

A fool is not worth pitying.

It was only because the other party was a classmate of his own sister that Horikita Manabu paid any attention at all.

"Haa..."

After a long while.

He adjusted his glasses and spoke concisely, "I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

"However."

"If the fault lies with you."

"Then please be prepared for expulsion."

In fact.

The nature of this incident was practically set; after all, hitting someone in full view of others had caused a terrible impact, and the surveillance cameras had recorded the entire process.

It had originally been a simple verbal dispute.

But Sudo Ken had thrown the first punch.

During the incident.

The other party had taken the beating the entire time.

The surveillance footage was ironclad fact and evidence; there was basically no room for an appeal.

However.

Ultimately, they still had to wait for the medical report on the injuries.

There was still room for maneuver depending on the wishes of Class C, specifically regarding whether or not they would press charges.

Immediately.

Without a hint of hesitation.

Horikita Manabu stood up sharply and left the office.

He left behind only Sudo Ken, who sat slumped in his chair in despair, as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

Clearly.

Regarding whether or not he was the one at fault.

He knew it perfectly well in his heart.