Academy SP 〜An Ex-Mercenary Reincarnated as a Mob in a Gal Game. I Ditched My Bodyguard Job to Enjoy High School Life, but When the Ultra-Rich Heroines Were About to Get Killed, I Stepped In… and Somehow Built a Harem Powerful Enough to Control Japan〜 - Chapter 79, 80 & 81
Chapter 79
Side: Yuuji
Thanks to Isoyama repeating his warning over and over—after hesitating for quite a while…
“F-Fine! I get it! I’ll pull them back… alright! H-Hey! You guys! Get the hell out of here right now! Take the ones who got knocked out with you! Hurry up and move!!”
The leader of the gang finally ordered a retreat.
Maybe they had also realized that the situation had completely turned against them.
The group scattered like a swarm of spiders, fleeing in every direction and disappearing into the darkness of Karuizawa.
“Alright, good. That settles things. Now then, you should get out of here too—”
“Fuck… Fuck… this is really bad… what am I supposed to do…? I screwed up…”
“Hah?”
The leader was trembling.
And not just a little—his entire body was shaking violently.
“Shit… If this keeps up… Urabe-san’s gonna be pissed…”
“Urabe…?”
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Side: Wakita
“ORAA!!”
I swung my fist with everything I had.
Right now, I was in the middle of a street fight on a quiet road with barely anyone around.
“Guhah!?”
Y-Yes!
I nailed that punk right on the jaw!
“You bastard—!”
“Guh—!?”
But the punk fired back, and this time my own jaw got rocked.
That hurt.
My mouth tasted like iron.
My vision shook.
But I wasn’t going to lose.
I was one of the Academy SP too.
There was no way I could lose!
Sure, I wasn’t even close to being as strong as Yuuji…
But I had watched him fight countless times.
Picture it!
I’m Yuuji!
I’m Yuuji…!
If I think like Yuuji—
I can take this guy down!
“UOOOOOO!!”
“HAAAAAA!!”
The two of us shouted as we rushed at each other.
And then—
Our fists collided.
“Are you okay, Foureyes!!”
“Bwah!?”
Just then, Imamura-san rushed in and knocked the punk I had been fighting with out cold with a single punch.
…That’s just cruel.
“You look like you took quite a beating. Are you alright?”
“Ah, y-yes, yes. I’m fine. Actually, thank you very much for helping me…”
I mean, I’m really grateful… but somehow this feels a bit complicated!
Well, whatever!
“Phew… looks like we’ve managed to scatter most of them.”
Imamura-san wiped the sweat from his forehead.
About five or six punks had chased after Ayaka-san, so I rushed over to help.
But in the end, Imamura-san knocked every single one of them out with right straights and left hooks.
Was he a former pro boxer or something?
His movements were that incredible.
“Still… you guys from the ‘Academy SP’ are really something.”
Imamura-san let out a small sigh of admiration.
“Especially that guy—Takahashi. Who exactly is he? He knocked out that gang leader in an instant. That wasn’t the movement of an ordinary person. Even a trained fighter couldn’t pull something like that off so cleanly. It looked more like the kind of moves you’d see from someone who used to be in special forces… Are all of the ‘Academy SP’ capable of that?”
“…Ah, no. Um… it’s just that Yuuji Takahashi is the crazy one.”
The other Academy SP members were basically just high school students who had learned some martial arts.
Even so, they were still strong enough that punks like these couldn’t really compete with them.
But Yuuji’s strength was on a completely different level.
He really stood out.
Heh, my instincts really are sharp.
When I first saw him at the entrance ceremony, the pressure coming off him made my skin tingle.
That feeling was shocking.
Right then and there, I thought I wanted to become friends with him.
And yep—turns out that was the right decision.
“Ow, hurts…”
I wiped the blood dripping from my mouth.
Still… this is pretty embarrassing.
Struggling that much against some random punk…
Since I was born a guy, I really wanted to be like Yuuji—charging in, beating everyone with ease, and coolly saving the girls.
“H-Hey! You’re bleeding! Use this handkerchief!”
Just then, Ayaka-san ran over and handed me a handkerchief.
T-This is!?
Isn’t this one of those super high-class handkerchiefs from that long-established brand owned by the Kirishima Conglomerate!?
A-And… this faint sweet scent…
This was definitely the one that had just been in her pocket…
Yes.
The very same pocket it was in earlier!
“I-I can’t accept something this expensive!”
“Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to return it—”
“—Understood. Then I’ll gratefully accept it.”
“That was fast.”
I immediately slipped it into my pocket.
—I’m never washing this. Hehehe.
“Still… why did the Academy SP protect me?”
“Huh?”
When Ayaka-san said that, her expression looked like she was almost about to cry.
“I rejected all of you. And I did it pretty harshly too. And yet… you still fought those dangerous guys for my sake. Why…?”
Hmm.
That’s a tough question when you put it like that.
For the sake of the world?
For the sake of others?
Hmm… that doesn’t really sound like me.
Alright, I’ll answer the way I always do.
“To get on the good side of the conglomerates☆”
My answer made her eyes widen.
“We Academy SP work hard so we can stay on good terms with the conglomerates.”
“……………………”
“It’s a win-win relationship! So you don’t have to feel guilty or anything.”
“—!”
Ayaka-san blinked in surprise.
Then she smiled.
“I see. Still… please allow me to thank you. Truly, thank you.”
“You’re welcome! But if you want to thank someone, thank Yuuji.”
“Eh?”
“I was just following his instructions the whole time! And Yuuji really wanted to make sure you were safe too.”
“~~~!”
Oh?
Lady Ayaka’s cheeks had turned bright red.
Well, well.
Now that I think about it, Yuuji and Ayaka-san talked for a bit last night.
Did Yuuji say something back then that raised her affection toward him?
Hehehe… that guy!
So he had already planted the seeds of romance!
Nicely done!
And judging by her reaction… Lady Ayaka might actually be a bit of a “choroine.”
The kind who falls for someone surprisingly easily!
(Alright, alright… maybe we can get a third one now… hehehe…)
“Ayaka-sama. For now, please stay inside the car.”
At Imamura-san’s words, Ayaka-san nodded.
Alright, that secured her safety.
“Then I’ll head back to where Yuuji and the others are.”
“—Wait, Foureyes. I’m coming too.”
Imamura-san cracked his knuckles.
“I ended up owing the Academy SP a favor. At the very least, I should stay and help you guys out.”
“Oh! That would be a huge help!”
“Let’s go!”
“Yes!”
With a reliable ally joining us, we took off running together.
—And then.
A pair of headlights suddenly flashed.
Both Imamura-san and I noticed it at the same time.
A car.
It sped down the dark road at an obviously reckless speed.
My heart skipped a beat.
That direction—
That was the direction where Ayaka-san and the others were.
“Ayaka-sama!!”
The moment Imamura-san shouted—
BOOM!
A loud crash echoed through the night.
One man was sent flying through the air.
It was one of the guards who had been standing near Ayaka-san.
Before we could even react, another car rushed in and surrounded them.
Then the doors opened—and a bunch of men poured out.
My spine suddenly went cold.
—This is bad.
I could tell instantly.
These guys were far more dangerous than those punks earlier.
Then a flashy blond man with dark skin stepped forward, sticking out his tongue like a crazed dog as he looked at Ayaka.
And he said—
“Nice to meet you, young lady of the conglomerate~ Right now, we’re going to kidnap you.”
Chapter 80
Side: Wakita
“W-What the hell are those guys…?”
My voice trembled.
Compared to the terrifying pressure coming from these men, the punks from earlier suddenly seemed harmless.
For some reason, it even felt like the smell of blood was hanging in the air.
“No way… the ‘Tosa Dogs’ of the Satsuroukai…!?”
Imamura-san’s eyes widened.
Satsuroukai!?
And “Tosa Dogs”…?
Don’t tell me they meant the Tosa Family—one of the fourth-tier groups under the Satsuroukai?
I remembered reading about them somewhere in a report.
They were actually one of the oldest groups supporting the Satsuroukai.
But they intentionally stayed at the fourth-tier level, making sure their actions wouldn’t bring trouble to the main organization.
Because the Tosa Family’s real business was—
Killing.
If I remember correctly, several of their members were already on death row, and many others had served prison sentences.
But in exchange, they received huge payments through money laundering from the main organization.
Even the lowest members supposedly made tens of millions of yen a year.
Why were those guys here?
Don’t tell me—
“Hey, Tosa Dogs!! What the hell are you doing here!? That guy over there—Urabe, right!?”
Imamura-san shouted loudly, trying to intimidate them.
The voice he used sounded exactly like a yakuza.
It scared me a little… but the people he was facing were the real deal.
They didn’t flinch at all.
Instead, they laughed mockingly.
“Heeh? Aren’t you Imamura from the Akebonokai? What the hell are you doing protecting the Kirishima Conglomerate?”
The man called Urabe narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
Huh—?
If I remembered correctly, the Akebonokai was one of the top yakuza groups in the Kanto region… and they had been fighting the Satsuroukai for years.
That Akebonokai?
I glanced over at Imamura-san.
He snorted.
“Hmph. I left the yakuza life a long time ago. Even had all my tattoos removed. Now I work as a guard for the Kirishima Conglomerate, risking my life to protect them!”
“Oh? Well, good for you.”
“And what about you bastards!? What the hell are you doing here!? Don’t tell me this is an order from the Satsuroukai!?”
But Urabe only looked even more arrogant.
“The idiot boss of the Satsuroukai actually tried to stop this.”
“…But since we’re already here, I might as well tell you. Wouldn’t want anyone twisting the story and stealing our credit.”
He grinned.
“Our Tosa Family came here to make the Kirishima Conglomerate pay for their betrayal. And the way we’re doing that—”
He looked straight at Ayaka.
“—is by humiliating little Ayaka-chan right here.”
“—!!”
“GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
At those disgusting words from Urabe, the veins on Imamura-san’s forehead bulged.
He was seriously furious.
“D… Damn it… A-Ayaka… sama…”
One of the guards who had been hit by the car tried to stand.
He forced his body to move through sheer willpower.
Several bones in his body were probably broken, yet he still tried to get back up.
But—
“Keh? You’re still trying to stand?”
One of the men stepped forward.
He was huge—round-faced and thick-bodied.
He looked down at the injured guard with a grin.
“Oi, Ishiyama. Finish that guy off.”
“Got it, boss.”
The man called Ishiyama grabbed the injured man by the head—someone who could barely move anymore—
And without hesitation, slammed his forehead straight into him.
“GUHAA!?”
“Gahahaha! Oi, oi! My skull’s pretty hard, huh!?”
With each brutal headbutt—
The man’s face was slowly getting smashed apart.
“…That’s horrible…”
Even Ayaka-san’s voice trembled when she saw the scene.
“Alright, my turn.”
“Let me join in too.”
The other Tosa Family members stepped forward as well—raising metal pipes.
“Stop it!! He can’t even move anymore! That’s enough!!”
Imamura-san shouted.
But the fallen guard was already being beaten like a punching bag.
Before long, even his screams stopped.
…At that point, it was impossible to tell whether he was still alive.
(Y-You’ve got to be kidding me…? They’re swinging pipes at a defenseless man with full force…!?)
So this was the Tosa Family.
This is bad.
They’re seriously terrifying.
This was the first time in my life I had felt fear… and death… this clearly.
“Hey, Foureyes. Run. Call the police right now.”
Imamura-san gave the order.
But when I glanced behind me—
“Oy, Wakou. Kojima. Don’t let any of them escape.”
At Urabe’s command, the even scarier-looking men behind us slowly grinned.
“Looks like we don’t even have time to call anyone… Imamura-san.”
“Damn it… those bastards! Are they seriously planning to beat up high school students too!?”
A lynching, huh…
Yeah… I really don’t like the sound of that.
Just thinking about it makes me feel like throwing up.
Haha…
So the Academy SP really was a dangerous job after all.
I kind of regret signing up for it now.
But…
If I run away by myself—
There’s no way the conglomerates would look at me favorably after that.
No… that’s not quite it.
If that were the only reason, I’m the kind of person who could run away.
But there are two reasons I can’t run.
First—
Right there in front of us, our batchmate Ayaka Kirishima’s life was in danger.
There’s no way I could just ignore that.
That’s reason number one.
And the second reason—
If I ran away here…
I wouldn’t be able to stand beside Yuuji as his right-hand man anymore.
And somehow…
That’s the one thing I really don’t want.
Alright.
Time to brace myself.
“Imamura-san. Let’s hold them off until reinforcements arrive.”
“What!? You—!”
“—Once Yuuji gets here, it’s an instant win!”
I forced a confident wink.
But honestly…
I was panicking inside.
The distance between us and Yuuji had gotten pretty big.
And he still had to deal with the punks from earlier too.
(Hurry up and get here… Yuuji…)
(Seriously… I might actually get killed here.)
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Side: Yuuji
“What did you say…? You were ordered by Urabe, the boss of the Tosa Family, to attack Ayaka Kirishima!?”
It felt like my heart had frozen solid.
I had just forced the gang leader to tell me everything.
But the moment I heard the details of their carefully planned setup—
I grabbed him by the collar without thinking.
“W-What does that mean? Why would the Tosa Family do something like that…?”
Isoyama looked completely confused.
But I immediately understood their intention.
“Damn it…! They used this gang as bait. While Ayaka and the others were separated because of this fight, the Tosa Family planned to strike and kidnap her!”
The gang leader quickly nodded at my guess.
“Y-Yeah! I think that’s exactly it! One of our guys got slapped away yesterday when he tried hitting on her. So they said that would give us a natural reason to start trouble… W-We’ve been forced to work under the Tosa Family like errand boys… We couldn’t disobey them…”
“Tch…”
I see.
So a bunch of bad coincidences piled up and created this situation.
Damn it…!
If that’s the case, then right now those Tosa Family yakuza must already be—
…Wait.
Over there—
Wakita is still there.
“What do we do, Takahashi!? The Tosa Family isn’t some normal gang—they’re a crazy yakuza group that doesn’t hesitate to kill civilians!”
Thump.
The moment I heard Isoyama’s words, my heart gave a heavy, ugly beat.
No way…
Did I mess up again?
Because of my mistake…
Was someone going to die again—
“H-Hey!? Takahashi!?”
I didn’t answer.
I just started running.
Straight toward where Wakita had gone.
No one’s dying.
Not this time.
Not ever again.
Chapter 81
Side: Wakita
“Alright, Foureyes. We don’t have much time, so I’ll explain the plan quickly!”
Standing next to me, Imamura-san glanced toward the two men behind us—Wakou and Kojima.
“Those two are pretty well-known in the underworld. Wakou used to run with a delinquent street gang, and his cruelty is on another level. Kojima’s a knife fighter—one of the sharpest around. He’s probably done plenty of killings that never made it to the public.”
“…Imamura-san, you’re suddenly saying some really terrifying things.”
“And that guy who attacked my fellow men earlier—Ishiyama—he’s already served prison time. A real piece of trash.”
Yeah… that definitely didn’t make me feel any better.
“And then there’s the boss of the Tosa Family—Urabe. He’s the most dangerous one. The guy uses every kind of fighting technique there is. Barehanded combat, weapons—whatever it takes. Once he targets someone, he hunts them down completely. People say that once Urabe sets his sights on you… you’re basically finished.”
“I-I honestly don’t feel like we can win this at all…”
“Relax. Your job is only to protect Lady Ayaka. Me and my men will hold the Tosa Family back. So you—”
“Kehehe… what’s this? Having a little strategy meeting?”
“—If you’re done talking, how about we get started already?”
Looking irritated, Wakou and Kojima rushed at us at the same time.
At that exact moment—
Imamura-san and I dashed straight toward Ayaka-san.
“Hey! Hand Lady Ayaka over to this kid!”
Understanding Imamura-san’s order immediately, the other guard nodded and pushed Ayaka-san toward me.
“UOOOO!!”
Then the men charged straight at the Tosa Family members and threw a punch.
“Gah!? Y-You bastard…!”
Strong—!
As expected from someone hired by a conglomerate.
That punch was seriously powerful.
“Alright, let’s go! Young lady!”
“Y-You…!”
Well… I say that, but all we could really do was run.
Sorry about this.
I grabbed Ayaka-san’s wrist and tried to take off running.
But—
“You little brat! Quit running around like that!”
This is bad.
It’s Ishiyama.
That stone-headed guy bent his neck back and swung forward with full force—
CRACK!
“GAAAH!!”
A scream escaped from my mouth.
My vision suddenly turned completely white, like a camera flash had exploded right in front of my eyes.
Before I even realized it, I was already on my knees on the ground.
(D-Damn it… just one hit…!)
This is bad…
That guy Ishiyama—
I think he might even be stronger than Hirota…
I can tell. I’m weirdly good at judging stuff like that. Haha…
“A-Are you alright!?”
Ayaka-san rushed over and tried to help me stand.
“A-Ayaka-san… run…”
That was the best I could manage to say while swaying unsteadily.
“Don’t be ridiculous! If abandoning you—when this happened because of me—is the only way to survive, then I’d rather die!”
“Haha… that’s pretty cool.”
As expected of Ayaka Kirishima, a true woman among women.
Her spirit was honestly admirable.
But right now… she needed to run.
She had to run…
“What are you doing!? Get up already and take the young lady somewhere safe!”
Just then, the other guard rushed over and stepped in front of us, trying to shield us with his own body.
But—
Wakou blocked the path.
“Kekeke…”
Even in a situation like this, Wakou was grinning.
That creepy smile made the guard hesitate for a moment.
“Oh? What’s wrong? First time in a real fight?”
“S-Shut up!”
He tried to sound tough, but it was obvious he was already being overwhelmed.
“Go ahead. Try protecting her. Let’s see how well you can do.”
“Y-You bastard!”
The guard launched a high kick.
He must have practiced some kind of martial art.
The kick was clean and sharp, heading straight toward Wakou’s head.
But Wakou simply crouched and avoided it.
Then he scooped up something from the ground—
A messy mix of gravel, sand, and trash that had gathered by the roadside.
And—
“Gah!?”
He threw it straight into the guard’s eyes.
The man instantly covered his face with his hands.
And of course—
Wakou didn’t miss that opening.
“Gyahahahaha! Falling for a simple eye attack like that? You’ve clearly never been in a real street fight!”
Laughing mockingly, Wakou grabbed the man by the hair and drove his knee straight into him.
“Gah!”
Blood burst from the SP’s mouth.
Wakou knocked him onto his back—
Then climbed on top of him.
“You think wearing a suit and standing next to someone important makes you tough? Guys like you who just play bodyguard could never beat people like us—who’ve survived in the lawless world of the underworld!!”
And then—
Wakou started punching him.
Again.
And again.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
The man’s teeth began breaking, flying out of his mouth one after another.
Like white pebbles stained red…
They fell to the ground.
Wakou kept punching, looking like he was having the time of his life.
“There. I broke every tooth except the molars. Serves you right.”
Eventually, the man stopped moving.
Wakou’s fists were now stained red with blood.
He looked at them with a blissful smile.
(He’s insane… He’s actually enjoying the violence…!)
“DAMN YOU!!”
Even after witnessing that horrifying scene, Imamura-san still charged forward to attack.
As expected from a former yakuza.
His guts were on a completely different level compared to normal bodyguards.
But—
Urabe stepped forward and blocked his path.
“Hey, Imamura-chan. Since we’re already here, why don’t you play with me for a bit?”
“What did you say!?”
These guys…
They should be trying to kidnap Ayaka-san right away.
But instead, they were choosing to fight first.
Violence came before the plan.
They were yakuza through and through.
Still…
If Imamura-san managed to take down Urabe, it could turn things around—like when Yuuji took out the gang leader earlier.
A “take out the boss first” move.
(Imamura-san…!)
Through my blurry vision, I prayed for his victory.
But—
The next moment, Imamura-san’s head snapped back.
“GAH!?”
What I saw was unbelievable.
Completely unbelievable…
Imamura-san was getting beaten one-sidedly.
“Oi, oi! Imamura-chan! Where’s your fighting spirit!?”
“D-Damn it…! Guh!?”
This wasn’t the kind of strength you could explain with skill or technique.
Imamura-san threw a punch—
And Urabe didn’t even bother blocking it.
He simply took the hit head-on.
The punch clearly landed on Urabe’s cheek.
SMACK!
The sound of the blow echoed loudly.
But…
Urabe was smiling.
He stood there completely fine.
As if to say—
“Tch, that doesn’t even hurt. Hmph. Just as expected from a washed-up yakuza. You stepped into this world to become a real gangster, yet you tucked your tail and ran away. That half-hearted attitude shows in your punches.”
“S-Shut up…! URAAAH!!”
Imamura-san raised his fist.
He threw that punch with everything he had, like a desperate, all-or-nothing strike.
But at the same time—
Urabe threw his fist too.
I don’t know what kind of physics was at work.
All I knew was that their fists collided—
CRACK.
The sound of bone breaking echoed.
And Imamura-san screamed.
“GUWAAAH!?”
The sight was horrifying.
The shape of Imamura-san’s hand had changed.
His index finger and middle finger were bent in completely unnatural directions.
“Stop…”
The words slipped out of my mouth before I even realized it.
“Oy, Kojima. Teach this half-assed guy how to take responsibility. Looks like the Akebonokai is too soft to make their members cut off a finger.”
At Urabe’s order, Kojima twisted his mouth into a crooked grin and pulled a dagger from inside his coat.
“Hehehe… It’s been three years since I last used this. Back when I killed a yakuza. Hehehe…”
With practiced movements, Kojima forced Imamura-san face-down onto the ground and pinned his arm.
“Stop…”
I repeated the same word again.
But—
Those bloodthirsty mad dogs weren’t stopping.
And it didn’t look like they ever intended to.
“Hehehe…! Thanks to the old man breaking his fingers earlier, this just got a lot easier!”
“STOP!!”
I shouted—
But before the echo of my voice even faded, Kojima’s dagger flashed in the dark.
Then it came down.
SLASH—
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!”
The sickening sound of flesh being torn apart.
And Imamura-san’s scream pierced the night.
Blood poured out, soaking his hand red.
His fingers—
Both his index finger and middle finger… had been completely cut off.






































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