Just as Sherlock and Rinuko realized that they shared the same affliction and intended to expand their business together, Gakuganji's voice echoed through the arena.
"Ahem, the match is still ongoing. Participants, please mind the rules of the match."
Accompanied by this reminder from Gakuganji, Sherlock and Rinuko suddenly reacted as if something had just clicked, their figures flashing as they instantly put distance between each other.
As the saying goes, distance breeds beauty. After creating space, Sherlock looked at the expression on Rinuko's face opposite him, which had switched back from the queen persona to that of a female investigator, and he lost his grip a bit once more.
What the hell, those bastards from Kyoto Jujutsu High really investigated him down to his very foundations, even managing to clearly grasp his weak spot, didn't they?
Sherlock shook his head, stepped up, and gave himself two hard slaps to snap himself awake a bit, only then collecting his breath and focus to restart his cursed technique and prepare to finish off Rinuko across from him.
Rinuko reacted quickly as well. Seeing the look in Sherlock's eyes grow increasingly dangerous the moment Sherlock's figure vanished, Rinuko decisively switched personas.
By the time Sherlock brandished his fist and flashed right in front of Rinuko, what he saw was Rinuko wearing Sensei Kimishima's outer appearance, looking as pitiful and heart-wrenching as a startled fawn.
Red-rimmed eyes welled with tears, eyes slightly closed, a face reeking of a married woman's charm filled with fragile panic, paired with that tomboy haircut that created an extreme sense of contrast.
What the hell is there to fight anymore!
Damn it, if Sherlock could bring himself to punch her, then he would have to have seen a living ghost!
Truly, without the slightest exaggeration, if Sherlock were