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〜

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Chapter 85

Side: Isoyama

“—H-Hey… Wakita’s alive, right!?”

I kept checking Wakita’s pulse and breathing over and over again.

And every time I confirmed they were still steady, I let out a deep breath—then did it all over again.

Of course I was worried.

This was my first time seeing something like this.

I wasn’t a doctor—I had no idea what his actual condition was.

“What about Imamura-san and the others? Ootani, Saeki!”

I turned my gaze toward the guards lying on the ground.

Other classmates from the “Academy SP” were checking their conditions.

“They’ve been beaten pretty badly, but they’re still breathing, and their hearts are beating.”

“We managed to stop the bleeding on Imamura-san’s fingers… A-Also, we wrapped them in a towel and kept them safe.”

Saeki showed me the blood-soaked towel with a grim expression.

I remembered hearing that even if fingers get cut off, they can be reattached with surgery—as long as it’s done quickly enough.

Normally, they should be properly preserved on ice—but this was the best we could manage right now.

“Damn it…! Where the hell is the ambulance!?”

Frustration kept building.

The biggest concern right now—was, of course, Takahashi.

And Ayaka Kirishima-sama.

Those bastards could do something to Ayaka-sama at any moment.

Right now, all I could do was pray that Takahashi would make it in time…

But we had already lost a lot of time treating Wakita.

Would Takahashi actually make it in time—

…Damn it.

I’m pathetic.

Completely useless.

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Side: Ayaka

“N-No…! Stop…! Stop it…!”

I screamed at Wakou as he approached with a syringe in hand, twisting my body desperately while the men pinned me down, trying to break free.

But their grip was far too strong—

I couldn’t escape.

“Hehehe…! So we’re gonna drug you up, huh? Nice… real nice. Every hole dripping with all kinds of fluids… you’ll turn into a perfect little toy of a woman.”

Kojima drooled as he reached out, trying to touch my skin.

“Stop it! STOP!!”

But my resistance only excited them more.

“Hell yeah! Scream louder! This is the Tosa Family’s private villa. Soundproof, bulletproof—the whole deal. No one’s gonna notice whatever tragedy’s about to happen here!?”

Urabe’s words dragged my heart into despair.

Don’t screw with me.

If I’m going to be toyed with by scum like this—

…I’d rather die.

“Hey. Towel.”

Suddenly, my nose was pinched shut.

The moment it happened, my mouth opened—and they shoved a rolled-up towel inside.

“Mnngh…! Mnnnngh…!”

“This bitch tried to bite her tongue. Damn, what a hassle.”

They saw right through my intention instantly.

“Like biting your tongue would even kill you. You should be thanking me for noticing, yeah?”

“Mnnngh…!”

“Hahahaha! Guess we made the right call kidnapping the daughter. If we took the son, the only fun we’d get is beating him up!”

Disgusting.

How could someone say something so filthy?

It was true—I hadn’t been getting along with my brothers lately.

We barely even talked anymore.

But even so… just imagining my own family going through something like this—

It made my blood boil.

And more than that—

I felt humiliated.

“Mnnngh!!”

I screamed through the gag.

To them, I wasn’t even human.

They chose me just to play with me—to use me for their own amusement.

Humiliating.

They were trampling all over my dignity as a woman without a second thought.

Unforgivable…!

“Not very cute, are you…? Giving me that kind of glare?”

Urabe looked at me, clearly annoyed.

Fine by me.

I wasn’t going to let these bastards do whatever they wanted anymore.

I—would resist.

But—

My cheek was struck again.

“Hey, brat. Who the hell do you think you’re glaring at?”

Again.

And again—he kept slapping me.

“Ugh…! Ugh…!”

My head spun, and Urabe grabbed me by the collar.

It hurt.

It was terrifying.

My body wouldn’t stop shaking.

But even so—

…I wouldn’t cry.

“Hoh… even after all this, you’re still looking at me like that? You’ve got some guts. —Well, I guess it’s more fun if you keep resisting. Makes breaking you later even better, huh, Ayaka-ojou-sama?”

Urabe gave an order to Wakou.

Inject her with that drug—

At that moment, Kojima used the dagger in his hand to tear my pants open.

“Mnngh!!”

“Hehehe…! Damn, those are some nice, pale thighs. If we inject it right at the base, it’ll kick in faster. More efficient that way… hehehehe!”

Damn it.

If only I had more strength.

If only I wasn’t a woman.

To be forced into something this humiliating…

Ever since I was little, people looked down on me.

So I tried to live by my own strength—to prove that I was strong.

Thinking about it now…

Maybe that’s why I pushed back against the “Academy SP” too.

If I stayed with them—

I wouldn’t become strong.

That fear… that I’d just end up being protected because I’m a woman—

Looking back now…

Maybe I was just full of myself.

Thinking I could handle everything on my own.

But in the end, because of that selfishness of mine—

…I caused trouble for so many people.

If this was my punishment—

Then maybe I had no choice but to accept it.

This absurd situation.

If this was the fate… of someone born into the Kirishima conglomerate—

Then I—

BANG!!

That was when it happened.

A loud crash came from beyond the door.

All the Tosa members turned around at once.

“What was that? The lookout?”

They had probably stationed one guy at the entrance.

So they assumed he had come back.

But—

Footsteps.

And—

Drag… drag… drag…

The sound of something being dragged echoed down the hallway.

“Who is it?”

Urabe called out.

The next moment—

Creeeak… the door slowly opened.

“Mnn…!”

A muffled sound slipped from my throat.

Standing there—

…was Takahashi.

And in his hand—

He was dragging the lookout yakuza, his body soaked in blood, eyes rolled back—like a discarded rag.

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Next—The slaughter show begins.

Chapter 86

Side: Ayaka

(Takahashi…!)

His appearance—was a complete shock.

To me, and probably to the Tosa Family as well.

Why was he here?

No—what shocked me even more was what Takahashi was dragging behind him.

A member of the Tosa Family—one of those “Tosa Dogs” that even our guards couldn’t handle—

…had been completely beaten down.

That sight alone said everything.

Given the situation, it was obvious.

Takahashi was the one who did it.

—Thud.

Takahashi tossed the man aside like a broken toy.

The man’s body twitched slightly, so he was still alive—

But there was no way he could stand again.

That was how badly he had been beaten.

There was no way Urabe and the others could stay calm after seeing that.

“Who the hell are you, fucking brat!? What turf are you from!?”

One of the men holding me down shouted in anger.

He probably thought Takahashi was some kind of yakuza.

Otherwise, no one would dare charge straight into the Tosa Family like this.

“Wait. You—you’re from the ‘Academy SP,’ aren’t you?”

The one who spoke was Wakou.

“Come to think of it… there was a guy like you in the Academy SP.”

“Heh. Is that so? Not bad—beating one of our guys like that, huh?”

Urabe looked at Takahashi with a grin.

His lips were curled up—but he didn’t look calm at all.

There was clear caution in his eyes.

And more than anything—he was furious.

What was happening right in front of him—

Even if it was “Academy SP,” a mere student had taken down a yakuza.

That was something that simply wasn’t supposed to happen.

For people like Urabe, who were strangely obsessed with pride—

That was nothing short of an insult.

(The atmosphere… changed…)

Every single member of the Tosa Family glared at Takahashi with demonic expressions.

Just watching it made my body tremble from the pressure.

(Takahashi… this is bad. If you stay here any longer, you’ll end up like Imamura—no… even worse!)

I tried to tell him that.

But—

Takahashi was quiet.

There was no fear.

No hesitation.

Not even a hint that he saw them as a threat.

(What… is this…? Why is he so calm…?)

Then—our eyes met.

“……!”

At that moment, the look in Takahashi’s eyes changed.

When he looked at me—

It felt like he was apologizing.

“Ayaka…! Your face…”

The next instant—veins bulged at his temple.

His eyes widened, and it felt like heat was rising from his entire body—

A clear, unmistakable rage.

That anger—?

“You bastards… did you lay your hands on Ayaka?”

…No way.

Was he angry because I was hit…?

Why… would he get that angry—for someone like me…?

“Hah? Who the hell do you think you are, getting pissed off like that?”

Urabe sneered.

“‘Lay a hand’? We were about to drug her up and rape her, you know?”

The moment Urabe said that, the other men burst out laughing.

“GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Oi, kid. Your princess is in trouble, you know?”

“Come on, try beating the bad guys! Go on, Mr. Hero!”

They mocked him—

Because to them, he was just a student.

Because they looked down on him.

“By the way, brat… you didn’t seriously come here alone, did you? Or did you call the cops?”

At Urabe’s question, Takahashi gave a simple answer.

“I didn’t.”

“Heh… whatever. Either way, we can’t let you walk out of here. —You’ve stuck your nose into our business, you punk.”

Urabe tilted his chin toward Ishiyama, giving an order.

“You need to pay for making fools of us—and we can’t have you talking either. So you’re getting executed. —Or maybe we sell your organs and body parts on the black market and make some money. You’re young, so there should be demand.”

At those words, Ishiyama laughed.

“GYAHAHAHAHA! Man, what a shame. You should’ve just played your little SP games at school like a good kid!”

“Ishiyama! He said earlier he didn’t call the police—but that could be a lie. If that’s the case, we don’t have time to hang around here. Grab him too and we’ll move locations.”

“Got it!”

Crack, crack—

Ishiyama popped his knuckles.

“Mnn!? Mnn!?”

I cried out.

It was too dangerous for him alone—Takahashi!

I tried to warn him through the gag.

But even in this situation—

Takahashi remained calm.

Only a quiet rage wrapped around his entire body.

“I told you… I didn’t call the police.”

He said it plainly.

“Hah? You’re getting annoying—just shut the hell up already!”

Ishiyama raised his fist.

That thick, rock-like fist—aimed straight at Takahashi.

But—

Smack…!

Takahashi stopped it.

With his palm—like he was casually catching it.

“!?”

Ishiyama’s eyes widened.

“—I had something to take care of before calling them.”

The next instant—

CRACK!!

“GYAAAH!?!”

Ishiyama screamed.

Takahashi had grabbed his fist—

And crushed it.

With overwhelming grip strength—

His fingers bent in completely unnatural directions.

“Alright… here I go.”

After saying that, Takahashi raised his fist—like drawing back the string of a bow.

And then—

He released all that built-up power at once, swinging his fist forward.

CRACK!!!

A dull, heavy sound—

And something breaking echoed through the room.

“Gah…!?”

Spitting blood, Ishiyama collapsed onto his back on the spot.

For a moment—

Everything went completely silent.

And in that silence, Takahashi spoke.

“You bastards—be ready for what’s coming.”

Chapter 87

Side: Ayaka

(S-So strong…! Just one hit…!)

I couldn’t help but be stunned by what I was seeing.

That man—Ishiyama—

He was supposed to be seriously strong.

And yet, he was taken down with a single punch.

Even from my perspective—as someone trained in martial arts—

That punch carried overwhelming power and speed.

It wasn’t luck.

It wasn’t a fluke.

He had crushed him completely with pure ability.

(Was he… always this strong…?)

“Hehehe…! Oi, Ishiyama. How pathetic—getting dropped by a student.”

Kojima’s sunken eyes twisted with amusement.

He looked like he was genuinely enjoying this unexpected turn.

“You’re disgracing the name of the ‘Tosa Dogs.’”

Wakou, on the other hand, sounded irritated.

Takahashi glanced at them briefly.

“You bastards… why did you target Ayaka?”

“Hah?”

Urabe snorted.

And Takahashi continued.

“As long as you’re yakuza, doing shady things behind the scenes is a given, isn’t it? Even if you’re pissed about being cut off by the conglomerate, you were still benefiting from illegal methods, right? If that ever came to light, cutting ties with you would be the obvious choice. —If anything, you’ve survived this long thanks to the Kirishima conglomerate.”

“…What was that? You’re making it sound like we’re the ones in the wrong here?”

“You are. Your existence has been tolerated all this time because of the Kirishima conglomerate.”

His words—carried a strange weight.

“—This society runs on discussion. People exchange their views, find a compromise, and move forward together. That process is what keeps society functioning. —But what you yakuza do is skip all of that and try to solve everything with violence. There’s no way that should be allowed. To society, you’re nothing but a problem.”

—And then, Takahashi glared straight at the Tosa Family.

“Thanks to a massive force like the Kirishima conglomerate, you’ve been allowed to exist—hiding behind words like ‘honor’ and deceiving society. If you look at it that way, you should feel indebted to them… not think you have the right to take revenge.”

“………………”

“If you got cut off, then that’s just how it is. In the first place, groups like yours shouldn’t even exist in this society. Now that it’s come to this, you should change your mindset and do work you can be proud of in broad daylight. —Instead of that, you go for revenge… Honestly, that kind of stupidity isn’t even worth discussing.”

The moment he said that—

A sharp twitch ran across Urabe’s face as he snapped.

“You’ve got some nerve talking like that, you little shit.”

Yeah—

To Urabe and the others, that sounded like nothing but pure provocation.

And then—

“Ow, ow… damn, that broke my nose… and my fingers too…”

Ishiyama—

He slowly stood back up, blood dripping from his nose.

(W-What… kind of monster is he…!?)

No—

It wasn’t just his body. His willpower was insane.

Even after taking that hit, he was still grinning like nothing had happened.

So this… was a member of the “Tosa Dogs.”

“Since earlier… you’ve been acting real cocky toward the boss.”

Wiping away the blood, Ishiyama glared at Takahashi.

Seeing that, Urabe spoke.

“Don’t give me that bullshit lecture, you brat. ‘How society works’? I don’t give a damn. We just don’t like the Kirishima conglomerate, so we acted on it. That’s all there is to it. In the end, we just use our strength and do whatever the hell we want!!”

“…If a world like that was allowed, only the strong would survive. Then how are the weak supposed to live? This system was built to protect people like that.”

“Hah? What a joke. Weak losers with no power—should just die. Toss them aside. They’re worthless anyway. Right, Ishiyama?”

At Urabe’s words, Ishiyama grinned.

“Yeah. No matter how good the business is, a yakuza’s true nature is strength. You’ve gotta chase that. Heh…”

And then—he added something even more disgusting.

“Me? I’ve been living however I want, using my strength. We’ll fuck that stuck-up conglomerate princess, make her remember what fear feels like. Just thinking about finally getting to do it… gets me fired up. Hehehe…!”

Covered in blood, the way Ishiyama spoke—

He looked like nothing less than a demon.

A disgusting, twisted demon.

So I—was going through this… because of people like them, driven by their selfish desires?

This was insane.

Yes, the Kirishima conglomerate had used them.

I could understand their resentment.

But these men—were a problem even before that.

Like beasts raised inside the cage called the Tosa Family—

How many people had these beasts hurt?

How many lives had they ruined…?

“More importantly, you bastard…! You knocked me down in front of the boss!? I’ll kill you for that!”