The Story Where I, the Strongest Mercenary, Was Reincarnated as a Bullied Introverted High School Student ~ When I Was Freely Enjoying My School Life, for Some Reason the Girls Around Me Started Glancing at Me~ - Chapter 30&31

Chapter 30: I’m in a Hurry

The next morning, Monday.

After finishing my early morning training and putting on my uniform, I was eating breakfast. A while after, Char also came out of her room wearing her uniform. It was something she had gotten when Ami had taken her shopping after her enrollment had been decided.

A beautiful French girl in a school uniform… that was as unfair as a professional baseball player using a metal bat.

“Good morning, Char. You’re up early.”

“Good morning. I have a meeting with the teacher before transferring in. What about you, Ryuji?”

“I got called out by Dojima at 6 o’clock. I’m thinking of settling things quickly.”

I elegantly drank coffee while eating bread and reading overseas news on my phone. Seeing me like that, Char frowned.

“It’s already 6 o’clock though?”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m in a hurry. If you want to eat breakfast too, Char, I’ll make you some.”

“Sigh, honestly. I heard Japanese people were strict about time.”

While saying that, Char prepared bread and eggs and put oil in the frying pan. Apparently, she was going to make it herself.

“Well then, I guess I’ll head out soon. Do you know where the school is, Char?”

“It’s fine, Ami-san showed me around.”

“I see, make sure you get there without being late.”

“Look who’s talking.”

While placing a perfectly fried egg on top of the bread, Char looked exasperated. I took my school bag with textbooks and left the house.

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After passing through the school gate, I was suddenly attacked. Well, attacked was putting it strongly. My arm was grabbed and I was dragged behind the school building. In front of me was Yamashiro with some kind of desperate expression. Yes, she was the one who had “attacked” me.

“You! Why did you come! Didn’t I tell you that Dojima is trying to kill you? Just quietly become a truant!”

A new threatening phrase: “become a truant.” No wait, if one traced it back, she was the reason I was being bullied in the first place…? But such comebacks didn’t matter anymore, so I just headed toward the classroom.

“It’ll be fine if we talk it out. I’ll even properly teach him how to use punctuation.”

“There’s no way that would work! Besides, you’re already late!”

“I was hurrying though. I only ate 5 slices of bread for breakfast.”

“You ate a ton, and far from hurrying, you’re walking while yawning! Besides, that doesn’t matter. Before Dojima and the others find you—”

“Yo, Fushimi. Did you think I wouldn’t recognize you just because you changed your hairstyle?”

And then, when I entered the school building, I was found by Dojima and his group.

They were probably already anticipating the spectacle of me being made into a bloody sacrifice.

Around us, my classmates were filming with their phones while wearing creepy, grinning smiles, anticipating the show.

Chapter 31: Dominating at School

“…You guys. What do you all want, gathering like this? Is this my surprise birthday party?”

I played dumb. The guys surrounding me probably thought I was trying to make excuses and run away. They snickered mockingly.

“He’s totally acting tough lol.”

“You were late because you were scared of Dojima, right? lol.”

“Did Yamashiro catch him and bring him here? Good job.”

Yamashiro, who had ended up coming here with me, was praised by Dojima for a completely wrong reason. She had actually been telling me to “run away” though.

“Sorry, but I’m busy. I don’t have time to deal with you guys.”

When I tried to ignore them and leave, Dojima kicked a shoe locker to block my path.

“Oops, you can’t escape anymore. Come to the rooftop with us.”

“What happens if I don’t go?”

“I’ll just beat you up and drag you there.”

Dojima swayed his large body and laughed crudely.

By the way, the reason I was playing dumb was to make it seem like self-defense. If I accepted their challenge to fight here, it would become a duel crime. Dojima, who wasn’t thinking about such things, was boldly threatening me in front of all these cameras.

Dojima seemed to think it would be fine as long as the videos didn’t leak out. It probably would be fine. As long as the videos didn’t somehow leak out… that is.

“Got it. I’ll go to the rooftop.”

“You should’ve said that from the start. I’ll make it so you can never talk back again.”

I followed behind Dojima and his group toward the rooftop.

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When we reached the rooftop, I placed my school bag at my feet and faced Dojima.

And surrounding us, all the students from Class 2-1 were grinning while expecting me to get beaten up, continuously filming with their phones.

In the midst of this, Yamashiro jumped out and said to Dojima:

“H-hey… Fushimi did terrible things, but maybe we could forgive him now?”

“Huh? You’re the biggest victim here.”

“W-well, it’s true that Fushimi sent me harassment-like messages, and stole the girls’ underwear and clothes and wallets… but I think he’s reflected on it now.”

Needless to say, it was all false accusations. Starting with the harassment RINE messages to Yamashiro being exposed to the whole class, Fushimi Jinta had been amusingly saddled with various crimes. The missing wallets and girls’ underwear and clothes were all found in Fushimi Jinta’s bag. Once one was made into “that kind of person”, there was nothing one could do about it. Fushimi Jinta was an enemy of women, so beating up Fushimi was deemed as justice.

“He hasn’t reflected at all, that’s why he can take such a disrespectful attitude toward me. Just stay back.”

Dojima shoved Yamashiro away and glared at me. From what I could see, Yamashiro might be the only one who didn’t know I was being framed behind the scenes.

“Fushimi, if you get on your knees and desperately beg for forgiveness—”

“Ah, yeah yeah. Just hurry up and get on with it.”

When I got fed up with the long preamble and provoked him, Dojima threw off his school jacket.

“Die, you bastard!!”

With veins bulging on his forehead, Dojima swung at me. Faced with the enraged Dojima, I thought about whether Char would be able to handle her interview properly today…

“Take this! Take this!”

I dodged punches that were far slower than Aoshima’s from the boxing gym. Obviously, Dojima was clearly inferior to that guy. They weren’t even proper jabs, so they were so slow that I almost yawned.

The crowd around us laughed while filming the fight.

“Come on, Fushimi~ Stop running around lol.”

“Ahaha! He was acting so tough but he really can’t do anything lol.”

“Dojima, stop playing around and hit him already lol.”

They were probably getting satisfying footage of the bullied loner dodging and running around. I was even deliberately moving like I was timidly running away. However, Dojima was starting to notice something was wrong since none of his punches weren’t landing.

(…I’ve acted enough, self-defense should be established now.)

Thinking that, I decided to start my counterattack.