I Was Reincarnated as a Creepy Fat Guy, Then Trained Myself Without Sleep. And Then, for Some Reason, the Heroines Start Approaching Me - Chapter 80: Not an Adult-Like Response...

Masato appeared immediately after Manabu left, and I asked him in confusion.

“What’s up…”

Judging from his reaction, it’s highly likely that he overheard the exchange between Manabu and me earlier.

Why did he come to me?

Is he here to mock me?

His expression, however, is completely different from what I expected.

As I ponder various thoughts, Masato spoke in a strained, hushed voice.

“I… can’t stand it anymore.”

“Huh?”

While he’s desperately trying to suppress his emotions, his voice was trembling.

Curious, I urged him to continue with my gaze, and he replies.

“I’ve been bullying you guys casually all this time. Shota led the way, but I also think I did bad things to you.. consistently.”

“…”

Is he apologizing to me because he feels this way?

There’s a possibility that it’s just an act, but at least Masato’s current expression doesn’t seem to be lying.

Honestly, I thought he apologized back then just to protect himself.

Looking at his current state, he seems to be struggling with genuine emotions.

“That’s why I have to say it!”

“Say what?”

Masato made a shocking statement.

“The culprit who wrote derogatory content about you, Shizukawa, and Hosokawa on SNS is Shota!”

“W-What!? Are you serious?”

“Yeah, I am. It’s true. I got a message from Shota on Friday night. No mistake about it. I think Gorilla probably joined in and did the same.”

Silence fell as a witness appeared.

This was significant.

My heartbeat intensified, and my blood rushed.

“Can you really tell me that?”

As I send him a sharp gaze, he shrugs his shoulders before responding.

“Kondo, you have changed… became incredibly handsome… Shota’s attitude, desperately refusing to acknowledge that, is wrong, I think… Also, I thought maybe this could be some form of atonement… What I did to you and the others will probably linger forever.”

Masato said self-deprecatingly, with a hint of laughter. If you look closely, dark circles have formed under his eyes, and he looked completely worn out.

He probably struggled a lot over the weekend to say this to me.

He provided me with the information I needed.

For now, that’s enough.

I don’t know if he truly regrets his actions.

But I now know that bastard Hayama was the real culprit.

So, there’s only one course of action for me.

I passed by him in silence.

“K-Kondo!”

“Hmm?”

Such was the case when I was stopped by Masato.

“What are you planning to do to Shota…?!”

But as Masato saw my enraged expression, he fell silent.

After confirming his trembling state, I quietly left the secluded spot, still holding my lunchbox.

I had been waiting for the end of the school day, trying to maintain a calm demeanor as much as possible.

To execute my plan, I had to make sure Kanna wouldn’t notice.

That guy Hayama, with an innocent face, occasionally glanced at me and smirked.

Time passed, and it became after school.

Since our relationship was a secret to everyone at school, Kanna and I usually went our separate ways after school.

I waved with a smile as I saw Kanna and her friends off. Then, my gaze naturally turned towards the Hayama group.

I walked towards Hayama.

“Hey, Hayama.”

“Huh?”

With an unpleasant laughter, he sneered as he turned to face me.

“Can I talk to you for a moment?”

While casting a disdainful glance, he followed me.

On the way, Masato sighed, looking troubled.

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The usual hidden spot

“Hey, what’s up? I’m busy, so state your business, jerk.”

Hayama, in true delinquent fashion, shoved his hands into his pants pockets and glared at me.

State my business, huh?

“Did you spread our photos on SNS?”

To my question, he responded with a sneer,

“SNS? Photos? I don’t know anything about that~”

With a mocking laugh, he brushed off my question, and his face irritated me more than enough, stirring up my trauma.

I’m sorry, Manabu. It seems I can’t keep my promise to you.

This guy…

I can’t feel satisfied until I beat him to near death.

“Fufu, Fufufufufu.”

“What’s so funny? Have you lost your mind?”

As I laughed, he seemed a bit surprised and said,

“So, what are you laughing about? Have you gone crazy or something?”

So, I decided to taunt him precisely where it hurts the most.

“How pitiful you are.”

“Wha-!”

“You’re beneath me.”

“What the hell are you talking about!”

“You’re lower than Keisuke, lower than Manabu. Truly at the bottom. Jealous of our growth, it’s pathetic. I feel like I understand why Kanna got tired of you.”

As I mocked him, Hayama widened his eyes and suddenly lunged at me.

“Freaking fatass! Don’t get cocky!”

Dodging his attack, I continued to provoke him.

“The fatass is no longer here. He seems to exist only in your delusions. Ready to face reality? Probably not. It’s too scary, isn’t it?”

“…Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaahhhhhhhh! You’ll regret this! I’m good at fighting!”

Completely losing his composure, Hayama raised his arm to punch me again. So, I easily avoided his attack once more.

He was about to continue when I struck his face with all the force I could muster.

“Take this!”

Thrown back about 5 meters, he landed on his back, gasping for breath.

Still trying to comprehend what was happening, he lay there with his mouth wide open.

I sat on top of him and started punching his face relentlessly.

“Ah! Take this! Here!”

He was smaller and weaker than me.

My fists moved with such force that he couldn’t counterattack.

I think the first punch was too powerful.

Of course, I knew.

This wasn’t a mature way to handle things.

But I couldn’t stop.

On the contrary, the more I punched his face, the more my anger welled up, and my arms became even more forceful.

At the same time,

My high school days before reincarnation resurfaced.

It was in the usual class.

Sitting in my chair, studying, a blonde delinquent like Hayama approached.

[Hey! Fatty! You’re here again! Why don’t you just die, spreading that disgusting smell? You’re an existence lower than cancer for humanity. How about I help you die?,] he said and kicked me.

The massive body of around 120 kilograms collapsed, and the boys and girls around me stood up, distancing themselves.

The face of the guy looking at me,

It resembled Hayama.

They were so similar, almost like twins.

Yes.

Before reincarnation, I was

The fatty.