The Story of A Beautiful Girl I Rescued From An Attacker Who Became My Seatmate. - Chapter 41
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“Hey.”
I couldn’t bear the sight of my sister being bullied any longer, and finally raised my voice against the perpetrators of the bullying.
“Oh,brother?”
“Huh? You gotta be kidding me.”
“You guys. Shut up.”
As I looked at the ones who were bullying my sister, my frustration kept growing.
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing to someone’s sister?”
“…”
The girls remained silent, not giving any response. Meanwhile, Kaede leaned against the wall, appearing to be in pain.
Seeing her like that, I could no longer tolerate the current situation.
“Come on, say something.”
I swung the shinai and struck the ground. The sound echoed loudly in the hallway, and the girls were frightened. With the corridor forming a “C” shape and me standing by the passage, they couldn’t escape.
“What’s the matter? You bullied someone’s sister all this time, but now that you’re at a disadvantage, you’re keeping quiet? Huh?”
I usually didn’t use such language, but my words and actions were altered by overwhelming anger.
At that moment, Kaede, who had been leaning in the back, came towards me despite the pain she should have been feeling.
“Brother, violence is not the answer…”
“Kaede, why didn’t you say anything? It must have been tough for you. Just go home quickly for now.”
As I said that, I urged Kaede to go to the health office. There was no point in staying with these people, and she must have been physically and mentally exhausted.
“So, do you know what kind of response we should take? Even with your airheaded minds.”
With my sister gone, my words and actions kept heating up. However, I was completely blind to the situation around me due to my anger.
“What are you doing?”
If a man with a shinai raised his voice inside the school, there was no way he wouldn’t be noticed. When I turned to my left, a young male teacher had a frozen expression on his face. Unfortunately, I didn’t know him.
“Please don’t come any closer. I have to give these idiots a good talking-to.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but why are you carrying a shinai inside the school?”
The teacher kept getting closer to me. Seeing this as a perfect opportunity, the girls stood up and tried to escape.
“Hey, what are you trying to run away for?”
In order to prevent these wretched girls from escaping, I instinctively swung the shinai to the side. Looking back, I may not have needed to swing the shinai, but it seemed that these girls had ignited an unexpectedly boiling rage within me.
The impact traveled through my hand holding the shinai. The swing of my shinai had hit one of the girls in the abdomen.
“Hey, wait!”
The male teacher, witnessing the scene, was left speechless. Likewise, the girls remained silent. The teacher couldn’t hide his shock at the fact that the shinai had actually been swung, while the girls were terrified by the sight of one of their comrades falling.
“Which one hurts more, the pain you caused Kaede or this?”
“Hey, stop! Lower your shinai!”
The male teacher shouted loudly, trying to stop me. However, as I glanced briefly at the teacher, he quickly moved away, as if fleeing from the scene.
“I-I’m sorry.”
Finally, one of the girls voiced an apology. It had already been thirty minutes since I witnessed the situation.
“You’re late. Well, it’s just like you. Trembling in fear after seeing your comrade hurt, with the thought of not wanting to become a target yourself, right?
But even if Kaede might accept it, I won’t. It’s absurd that you think you can be absolved just by apologizing, considering how you’ve mercilessly hurt others. Kaede has repeatedly said, ‘Stop,’ hasn’t she?”
The girls continued to gaze downwards, their faces on the verge of tears. They behaved like timid people who pretend to be strong on the inside, but when attacked from the outside, it all crumbles. A typical example.
“Say something, please.”
“Hey, Kurata! Lower your shinai now!”
When I turned around, I saw the physical education teacher and our homeroom teacher gathered behind me.
“Kurata! Can you hear us?”
“You guys are so annoying! Besides, you teachers are incompetent, so I have to step in and do something!”
However, as if ignoring my words, the teachers approached.
“Kurata, this is your final warning. Lower what you’re holding. Otherwise, we’ll have to take serious measures to restrain you.”
My homeroom teacher spoke in an admonishing tone. But the eyes of the teachers indicated that they were serious.