I Was Blackmailed Into Accepting Bullying Using My Childhood Friend as Leverage, But When I Found Out My Friend and Bully Were Together, I Abandoned All Compassion and Swore to Take Revenge with Everything I Had - Chapter 25: Until You’re Beyond Recognition (lol)

Chapter 25: Until You’re Beyond Recognition (lol)

Note: This work contains depictions of violence and sexual content, but it does not promote any of these actions.

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Surrounded by Iketsuki and the semi-gangster group Red Dragon, I was beaten by their leader, Ryuzaki, and left face down on the ground. Iketsuki and the Red Dragon members took turns kicking and punching me in a brutal group assault.

I glanced up at the sky.

Should be about time now, right~?

[Thud!]

One of the guys beating me up suddenly flew several meters through the air.

The others who were attacking me, including Iketsuki, stopped in their tracks, eyes following their comrade as he fell. I stood up in that moment and delivered a punch straight to the face of one of them who had just turned around to look at me.

[Crack!]

The man flew several meters back, his nose shattered, and his face slightly caved in. He passed out with his tongue hanging out, while Iketsuki and the rest of Red Dragon stared in stunned silence.

I casually grabbed Iketsuki by the hair and slammed him hard into the ground. [Thud!] He let out a pathetic sound as a bright red puddle formed beneath him. Like a dead frog, he lost consciousness, even wetting himself in the process.

“Ahh, well done, everyone! The warm-up filming is over, and now it’s time to capture my desperate counterattack on camera!”

“Fuck you!” 

“Everyone, get him at once!”

I grabbed one guy’s arm, twisted it, and threw him over my shoulder. [Crack!] His shoulder made a dry snapping sound as it bent in the wrong direction.

“Gyaaah! M-My shoulder, aaagh!”

Immediately, I delivered a high kick to another guy’s temple, twisting his neck at a sharp angle as he collapsed with his eyes rolled back.

After knocking out the remaining two with a backhand, I grabbed two more by the legs and spun them around in a giant swing, hurling them several meters away.

Ryuzaki watched in stunned silence as I calmly walked toward him, glaring up from below.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Ryuzaki from the Red Potato.”

Angered by my taunt, he rushed at me, trying to grab my neck.

[Wham!]

I slammed my knee into his solar plexus, causing him to gag and vomit.

“Ugh, what is it with you guys, throwing up like that? I guess I’ll start calling you Ryuzaki of the Vomit Potato from now on, huh?”

Seeing that the pain had dulled his response to my provocations, I grew bored and grabbed his head, slamming my knee into his face. [Crunch!] His nose shattered, blood pouring out.

“Hey, hey, look what you did to my uniform. They’re all dirty now!”

I kicked Ryuzaki hard in the stomach, sending him flying back toward the school gate. Struggling to his knees, he pressed one hand against his bleeding nose and held out the other in surrender.

“I-I give up! You win!!”

“Hmm? What are you talking about? Haha! There’s no winning or losing here. You said it yourself—you came to play with me, right? We’ve only been at it for 20 minutes! I’m still full of energy! Let’s keep going, okay? Let’s have some more fun, Ryuzaki ♪”

Ryuzaki, tears in his eyes, screamed as he tried to crawl away from me.

“Oh, is this a game of tag? How nostalgic! Looks like I’m ‘it’ now. If I catch you, I’ll make sure you’re unrecognizable by the time I’m done with your face!”

“H-Help! P-Please, someone! The police, the police!!!”

[Pararira, pararira♪…]

A loud noise suddenly erupted from the school gate as a group of outdated, wannabe gangsters made their appearance.

“Hey, Ryuzaki! What the hell are you doing, acting so pathetic? Aren’t you part of Death God’s crew?”

The leader, a bald guy with a flashy custom motorcycle and an equally gaudy uniform, yelled out. Ryuzaki, as if he had found salvation, crawled toward the bikers.

“Oh, thank God! Samejima-san! This guy’s been messing with us! Please, take him down!!”

The bald leader swaggered over toward me, glaring as if to challenge me.

“Ahahahaha! We meet again, huh? Gonna try to get in my way like at the convenience store? Huh?”

But then, the so-called leader suddenly collapsed to his knees and bowed down in front of me.

“Huh? What’s going on, Samejima-san??” 

Ryuzaki was in shock, but he was ignored as the bald leader, followed by the rest of his crew, all got off their bikes and bowed down to me.

“W-we deeply apologize for the disturbance!!”

“We won’t cause any more trouble ever again!”

“Please, forgive us!!”

They piled on the apologies one after another.

“Well, you didn’t really bother me today, so I’ll let it slide. But your bikes are loud and annoying, so why don’t you all get out of here?”

“…Before I change my mind ♪”

“Oh, and by the way, that guy over there—Ryuzaki from the Red Potato, was it? Is he one of your friends? I was just about to beat him to a pulp for attacking me.”

Ryuzaki, who had already lost all his fighting spirit, looked at the bald leader with pleading eyes. But the leader quickly replied, 

“N-No, no! He has nothing to do with us! Ryuzaki? Never heard of him! We just met this guy today. We just happened to be passing by!”

“Y-Yeah! We were all just on our way to get our bikes fixed for the noise… right, boss? We’ve got an appointment!”

The leader awkwardly nodded at his subordinate’s quick thinking. “R-right! That’s true!” he said, bowing slightly to me before hastily getting back on his bike. In no time, the whole group had sped off and disappeared from sight.

“Well, now then… Let’s begin your punishment show, shall we?”