The Battle in the Alley

This time, she was doomed. Satomi Ishihara watched the man grow larger and larger in her eyes, and closed her eyes in despair. At this moment, she felt no resentment Vibration Hero thoughts, only a slight regret that she hadn't told that boy after the Sports Festival, "You're truly amazing, and you've completely won me over."

I don't know why, maybe because of her own experiences, Satomi Ishihara had a special feeling for that boy. She felt that beneath his polite smile lay a deep pain, a sorrow that no one could understand.

I wanted to help him, I wanted to get closer to him...

But, there's no chance anymore.

Suddenly, Satomi Ishihara felt her collar being grabbed. The feeling was very familiar, exactly the same as when she first arrived at All Might. High School and wanted to interview U.A. High School, and her collar was grabbed.

Suddenly, a fist gleaming with golden light appeared behind her, instantly meeting the sharp-beaked man who was lunging at Ishihara, and striking him hard in the face!

The surface of his face contorted instantly upon contact with the fist, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably as he was sent spinning and flying!

"You said 'go die'? Who do you want to die? Yourself?"

Hearing these simple words, Satomi Ishihara felt a pang in her heart, sensing something. Tears welled up in her eyes as she turned her head. The person who had saved her was— Jilan Jiyu!

"Jilan, you saved me again!"

"Ms. Ishihara, we meet again." Jilan Jiyu replied calmly, turning her gaze to the pointed-mouthed man who had stood up. "Who gave you the courage to commit such a heinous act on the day of the Sports Festival? First, we can rule out Fish Leong."

The man with the pointed mouth—no, at this moment his mouth was swollen to the size of a sausage, he should be called the sausage-mouthed man.

Although the man's words were mumbled, he still smirked and said, "I thought someone was going to play the hero and save the damsel in distress, but it's just a kid. Didn't your mother tell you not to linger outside after school?"

Clearly, the sausage-lipped man underestimated Jilan Jiyu because of Jilan age.

Jilan sighed, stepped out from behind Satomi Ishihara, exposing himself to the streetlight, flicked off non-existent dust, and said in a tone that sounded like he was stating a fact, "A thug like you who starts spouting nonsense at strangers must be at the very bottom of society, right? Don't you know the saying 'don't judge a book by its cover'? Besides, I don't look like someone who's easy to bully, do I?"

Only then did the man notice that Jilan Jiyu was wearing a U.A. High School uniform. A hint of wariness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by fervor. "So what if they're U.A. High School students? They're just sheltered little darlings in a greenhouse. They're nowhere near as good as someone like me who's been through the ups and downs of society!"

Jilan was a little surprised. Was this guy the kind who didn't usually pay attention to any news? Logically speaking, she should have been quite the center of attention today.

However, it's understandable that the other party doesn't recognize them. Although the U.A. High School Sports Festival is said to be a national event, just like the New Year's Eve Kōhaku Uta Gassen, it's good if about 10% of the country's population actually watches it. Most people only see the official reports or various news magazines about the highlights of the Sports Festival afterward. However, just through word of mouth, Bakugo and Todoroki's fame has probably spread throughout Tokyo by now.

Satomi Ishihara tugged at Jilan's clothes, saying with some concern, "Jilan, let's leave here now. I've already sounded the alarm, and the Pro Hero will be here soon."

Although Ishihara knew that Jilan's strength was comparable to some rookie Pro Hero, she simply didn't want Jilan to fight that person. It wasn't out of affection or anything like that; if she had to explain it, it would be a kind of maternal instinct—a maternal instinct that didn't want her child to fight.

"Ah, I know." Jilan met the charging sausage-lipped man head-on, blocking his kick with her arm and twisting her body to deliver a Shoryuken punch to his chest. "So, we have to stop this guy's counterattack."

Humans are creatures easily driven by emotions. Just like this man in front of me, once his brain is filled with Rage, he will disregard the consequences he might face and recklessly want to kill the woman who deceived him.

Generally, when victims see a Good Samaritan coming to their aid, they panic and choose to run away. When the perpetrator loses their target, they transfer their hatred to the Good Samaritan, venting their anger on him or cursing their bad luck before running away.

However, Satomi Ishihara remained, giving the sausage-lipped man a target. With red eyes, he tried to rush towards her, but was blocked by Jilan several times.

Just as the sausage-lipped man's temper was flaring and his attacks were becoming increasingly chaotic, a powerful voice suddenly rang out, "Vibration Hero, Shin Shindo has arrived! Criminals, surrender now!"

Amidst a clattering sound, a man dressed like Mask Rider from a tokusatsu film sped up on a bicycle. He rode with one hand and held an old-fashioned flip phone to his ear with the other, talking to someone.

Sausage Lips' expression changed drastically. He glared hatefully at Jilan and Ishihara, secretly determined that if he could escape from here today, he would gather his brothers to find this woman and show her that his strengths were not limited to his strong thighs!

Ishihara breathed a sigh of relief as she watched him try to escape, but suddenly her expression changed drastically, and she shouted, "Jilan, my wallet is still in his hands!"

Ishihara had already guessed the deeper meaning behind the sausage-lipped man's last glance, and a chill ran through him. If he escaped here, the man could easily find his home using the personal information in his wallet!

Jilan blocked his way and said calmly, "Sir, if you want to run away, could you leave your wallet behind? If you leave your wallet, I won't stop you."

The government has a rule that ordinary citizens cannot abuse their Quirk in public.

In public, everyone follows the rules under the watchful eyes of others. But in these shadowy corners, who will abide by rules that have no binding force?

That's the explanation, but if someone reports you, you'll still be dealt with. For a first offense, you'll be taken away by the police for a verbal warning and fined 5,000 yuan. The more times you're reported, the harsher the punishment will be.

Of course, using Quirk for self-defense is considered legitimate and will not be punished. However, if the self-defense is excessive, the situation becomes serious.

Jilan Jiyu were worried that if they exerted too much effort, they would cripple their opponent, so they did not attack. Instead, they passively defended and waited for the Pro Hero to come to their rescue.

After all, he was just a student and didn't have a hero's license.

But the person who arrived first seems a bit unreliable; shouting about his presence from so far away, as if afraid others wouldn't know he was there.

"Kid, you'd better get out of the way, I still have a trump card up my sleeve!" the sausage-lipped man said solemnly. He was risking arrest to commit this robbery, and if he came back empty-handed, his so-called brothers would laugh at him!

Even now, he is still worried about his ephemeral sense of pride.

"You can give it a try," Jilan said calmly.

"Then don't blame me!"

The sausage-lipped man roared as he charged toward Jilan. While running, he stood up as if he were doing a standing long jump, and with a burst of power from his feet, he leaped into the air, twisting his body to unleash a spinning kick like a top!

Jilan Jiyu believed it was best not to take this attack, so they decisively stepped aside and cleared the path they were guarding, allowing the other person to pass through.

Jilan Jiyu helped Satomi Ishihara simply because she was passing by; it would be a loss if she got hurt.

Seeing that the other party had made way, the sausage-lipped man let out a loud laugh, abruptly stopping his spin in mid-air. He brought his feet together and slammed his large feet hard against Jilan Jiyu's back, using the recoil to leap onto the wall!

"Haha, didn't expect that, did you, kid? This is my escape route!"

This is his trump card. On the surface, it's about taking the opponent down with him, but in reality, it's about using this unstoppable momentum to make the person opposite him hesitate and make way for him. As they pass each other, he kicks the other person hard on the back, which not only stops him from continuing to pursue him, but also allows him to taunt the other person!

This is the ultimate skill he honed through countless trials, which he named -- Nine Heavens Thunder Double Kick!

To be honest, his blow wasn't particularly heavy, but Jilan Jiyu was caught off guard and hit in the back. He staggered forward a few steps, and something inside his clothes suddenly slipped out due to inertia, flying high in an arc and landing right at Satomi Ishihara's feet.

Satomi Ishihara had been watching Jilan's condition closely. When she saw something fly out of his chest, she instinctively shifted her gaze to her feet.

In the dim light of the alley, Satomi Ishihara could see that it was a severed hand.

A pale, lifeless hand.