I Became a White Room Assassin?

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka stopped walking. Even he could get caught in the crossfire?

"Sorry, I was just curious. Were you planning not to give up your seat from the very beginning?"

Horikita crossed one arm over her chest coldly. "Yeah. So what? Got a problem with that?"

Ayanokoji replied with a blank expression, "No. Looks like we're the same. As isolationists, neither of us wants to get dragged into a whirlpool of trouble."

"Isolationist? Don't lump me in with you. I refused to give up my seat because of my firm convictions."

Uchiha offered an official complaint. "Damn, isn't that even worse than being an isolationist?"

Apparently, the long-haired girl didn't want to talk to a clown sent by monkeys. She sighed and headed toward the teaching building.

Uchiha and Ayanokoji exchanged a glance. Perhaps their introvert traits had kicked in, because they decided to go their separate ways.

As he walked, the masked boy opened the system interface.

"System, can I view the original owner's information?"

"At least tell me what year I'm in and what department I belong to."

[ Ding, no comment. ]

[ Please explore freely, Host. ]

Fucking hell!

Just like Don't Starve—no tutorial whatsoever?

"Fine, another question."

"Who's the protagonist of this world?"

[ Ding, far away in the sky, right before your eyes. ]

Ayanokoji's face suddenly flashed through his mind. That Flying Fish Head hairstyle really did fit!

Then there were the pitifully few Passion points that Flying Fish Head had provided.

There had to be something special about this guy, or the system wouldn't have specifically hinted at him.

Instead of guessing blindly, he might as well take the initiative!

Uchiha jogged along the campus road and quickly caught up with the brown-haired boy.

Then he thought of a brilliant trick that could verify whether the other guy was really the protagonist.

Hehehe.

Here comes the little flying stick!

"System, equip the Kirin Arm!"

[ Ding, 1,000 Passion points deducted. ]

[ Ding, automatically equipping for Host~ ]

[ Ding, progress bar: 25%, 46%, 78%, 100%!!! ]

An indescribably terrifying force exploded through every limb and bone in Uchiha's body, ultimately converging in his arms.

The density of his muscles, the hardness of his bones, the speed of his neural reactions—all of it seemed to transcend human limits within half a second!

Awesome!

Fucking awesome!

I could take on ten people at once!

"Hey, classmate, wanna see something big?"

Uchiha threw a heavy punch at Ayanokoji's cheek!

In truth, he was only using 1% of his strength.

His five fingers suddenly clenched, and a fist the size of a casserole pot fell lightly with a howling gust.

But in Ayanokoji's eyes, the wind had stopped, leaves hung suspended in the air, and that soft, powerless fist was inching toward his temple at turtle speed.

Everything around him had become slow motion.

An absurd thought suddenly crossed his mind.

—An assassin sent by the White Room?

—No. He's too weak.

—Too lazy to dodge.

Flying Fish Head didn't even blink as he waited for the other party's next move.

When Uchiha saw that he hadn't dodged, he smiled—a wild, arrogant smile.

You really aren't ordinary!

In that case, how about I turn up the power?

His output instantly surged from 1% to 100%!

Crack—

Saitama's power technique activated!

A punch packed full of raw stats blasted out!

Boom—

A visible ring of sonic-boom clouds exploded before Uchiha's knuckles!

The incomparably violent fist wind, carrying shocking kinetic force, swept past Ayanokoji's ear in an instant!

The banyan tree behind him was torn apart like a shoddily built structure. Its old, withered bark let out continuous wails before exploding into splinters that filled the sky.

Banyan tree: First of all, I didn't provoke anyone...

A clear fist mark, deep enough to expose the wood beneath, remained on its trunk. Later, this place would become a check-in spot for countless influencers, but that was a story for another time.

Ayanokoji's cheek twitched slightly. A bead of cold sweat—warm cold sweat—trickled down his forehead. He was utterly stunned. Or at least, he acted like it.

Whoosh—

He turned to look at the fist embedded in the bark and spat out the remaining wood chips from his mouth.

The emptiness in his eyes vanished completely, and the robotic aura around him disappeared with it.

Could someone in this world rival his punching power?

Uchiha was stunned too. If he hadn't pulled back in advance, he felt like he could have punched straight through the trunk!

One Punch Man was terrifying indeed!!!

"Classmate, don't misunderstand. If I said it was just a tiny joke, would you believe me...?"

Uchiha pulled back his arm, hid it behind his back as if that could cover it up, and whistled to show how innocent he was.

Ayanokoji said nothing.

After thinking for a moment, he came to a conclusion: the other party was definitely an assassin sent by the White Room!

Otherwise, how could he have found him so precisely and given him a warning on the first day of school?

I only wanted to be a free bird...

Father, can't you just let me go?

Uchiha also sank into thought.

Flying Fish Head was definitely the protagonist. Look at that calm poker face, and that overwhelming air of coolness radiating from him...

By the principle that birds of a feather flock together, he had to be... a hidden-type Jiahao!

The two remained silent like that.

Until a ducklike voice came from beside them.

"Master!"

"Please take this disciple as your apprentice!"

They both turned at once and saw a horse-faced man leaning toward them.

Yamauchi Haruki shouted excitedly at Uchiha, "Master, I just saw two beautiful girls take the initiative to talk to you. Could you teach me some flirting techniques?"

"Is there an approach that doesn't rely on looks?"

"Something like, you know... a very pure, very straightforward goblin approach?"

Thank you, breaker of deadlocks!

He had been wondering how to change the subject!

With an upward lilt in his voice, Uchiha wildly brushed aside his bangs.

"Simple."

"Since you asked so sincerely, I'll graciously tell you!"

"Back in high school, there was a pretty girl in my class. A lot of people liked her."

"One day, she said whoever was the best at fighting would become her boyfriend. You know, I'm not interested in women. I was just curious."

"So I arranged a group fight. There were maybe twenty or thirty people. I didn't like her, but I liked the feeling of stepping on others. It was just... you know."

Ayanokoji nearly lost it when he heard that. He got it—a devoted-type Jiahao, huh?

Yamauchi, meanwhile, was completely engrossed and had already inserted himself into the story. "What happened next?"

"Of course, I turned the tide and defeated them all. In the end, I was the only one still standing in the whole place, and my clothes were only slightly dirty..."

Wiping away imaginary sweat, Ayanokoji frowned slightly and immediately caught the suspicious part.

What did he mean, he was the only one standing? What about that pretty girl? Could it be...

Yamauchi was having the time of his life. He immediately added gleefully, "As expected of a boss!"

"I bet that girl threw herself into your arms afterward, right~?"

"I heard plenty of high school couples get married right after graduation. You must be living a blissful married life now, right?!"

"Remember to invite me when you get engaged. I'll give you a wedding gift~"

Hehe.

Congratulations, you've fallen into the language trap I carefully laid.

A dark smile appeared on Uchiha's face as he made a complete one-eighty.

"Don't make your bro laugh."

"In the end, I beat that girl up too and walked away without a shred of sadness."

"She'd paid people to beat me up because she couldn't stand another class beauty fawning over me."

"Besides, if violence isn't for killing, then it has no meaning."

"That night, I locked myself in my room and did handstands wildly on my bed. Only that way wouldn't my tears fall..."

Ayanokoji: "..."

Yamauchi: "???"

Fucking awesome!

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