"..."
Seeing this, Senba Gari's heart grew more and more complicated—heartache, self-reproach, resentment, and anger!
Just then, Takai Geki helped the slovenly man over to Senba Gari's side and asked, "Hey, bastard Gari, how is she?"
The "she" Takai Geki meant was naturally Minami Kotori.
"Whew—!" But Senba Gari did not answer him. Instead, after taking a deep breath, he walked up to the somewhat dazed man with a dark expression.
"Clench your teeth."
The man had still been a little unable to understand why he had appeared here, and he was also somewhat puzzled as to why the boy in front of him would say that. But in the next moment, he understood why the boy had said it.
He saw a fist growing infinitely larger in his vision, and it landed solidly on his face.
With the sound of a crack as his nasal bridge broke, plus the distance he was sent flying and the fact that he had already passed out, it was clear just how much force Senba Gari had put into that punch.
"Geki, I don't want Kotori to ever remember this. Can you do that?" Senba Gari suddenly asked Takai Geki coldly.
No matter how one listened to that tone, it sounded like a threat. But Takai Geki knew that this was merely Senba Gari's most unique way of asking someone for help right now.
"I know. Leave it to me."
Using a little personal authority shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Takai Geki thought truthfully.
"Sorry. I'll have to make things a little hard on you again."
After saying this in front of Minami Kotori, Senba Gari quickly shaped his left hand into a knife-hand and chopped the back of Minami Kotori's neck before she could react. Then, following the motion, he took