The Strongest Loner Redo His Youth With Unmatched Prowess!! ~In the Second Round of School Life, He Made Beautiful Girl Friends!~ - Chapter 11: Weather Forecast

Reimei Academy has twelve classes per grade. 

The combat training class is conducted with three classes combined. 

About ninety students had gathered in the arena. 

Even among such a large group, there were still loners. 

Yuito was waiting at the edge of the group for the teacher to arrive. 

“Alright, let’s get started.” 

Said a woman with a gentle demeanor, arriving a bit late after the bell. 

She had the image of a school nurse. However, she is actually a combat training instructor. 

It’s very hard to tell, but her walking is strange. One of her legs is a prosthetic. 

There is something even more noticeable than her. A drum-like object floating behind her. 

Many students look at it with puzzled expressions, wondering, “What is that?” 

Now, just because the teacher has arrived doesn’t mean all the students will obediently listen to her.

If there are a lot of people gathered, some might think it’s okay for them to be a little noisy. 

Moreover, this is the first practical class. 

They must be excited. Some students were engrossed in chatter. 

Even when the teacher admonished them, they didn’t stop talking. 

They might be underestimating the teacher’s gentle demeanor.

“Please be quiet… quiet…” 

Thud!! 

As the teacher reached out, a stick-like handle extended from the drum can. 

Grabbing it with force, 

Thuuud!! 

It felt as if a meteorite had fallen. 

The drum can was a hammer. It struck the ground with great force, creating a large crater. 

If a student were to be hit by it, they would be obliterated without a trace.

“Well then, let’s start the class.” 

The teacher said. The students fell silent, straining to catch every word. 

No one wants to end up as minced meat. 

“First, let’s have a mock battle between the students. While watching that, we’ll discuss the good and bad points.” 

The teacher looked at the students. 

For a moment, it felt like their eyes met.

“First, let’s have a demonstration. Arai-san and Akizuki-san, please come up to the stage.” 

It was an unexpected call. 

Moreover, the opponent was Arai, who had just punched him a moment ago. It was a bit awkward. 

Yuito picked up the training weapon he had used the other day and stepped onto the stage. 

Arai, who had gone up first, was doing shadow boxing. It seems like a warm-up. 

He’s wearing gauntlets on his fists. It looks like he’s going to fight in a martial arts match. 

Arai stops moving, approaches Yuito, and whispers.

“I let it slide earlier, but… next time, I won’t hold back. If you’re going to blame someone, blame your own misfortune for being chosen.” 

“Hey? Move back to the line that’s drawn.”

Following the teacher’s instructions, they step back to the white line drawn on the stage. 

Once both are ready, the starting whistle is blown. 

“Arai, do your best!” 

“Shinya-kun, fight!” 

“Show us a one-punch KO!!” 

Voices of support for Arai. 

He is being cheered on by multiple groups, mainly the more flamboyant ones.

On the other hand, there are no cheers for Yuito. 

It’s a completely away game. 

(If he wins, I might be resent…) 

Even if the introvert wins, it would just be “meh.” 

Just like how manga readers cheer for the protagonist, the onlookers are cheering for Arai. 

If he wants to have a peaceful school life from now on, it would be better for him to lose gracefully.

“Hey, hey!! You won’t win just by dodging!?” 

Arai’s rush attack. 

Indeed, he has good form. 

If he continues his training steadily, he might reach the A-rank. 

He keeps dodging and playing defensively. He let himself get hit at the right moment and lost outside the ring. 

Yuito was thinking about such things. 

“Akizuki-san!! Do your best!”

“Whoa!? Hakari-chan, your voice is loud. Y-Yuito-kun, do your best!” 

It seems there are some peculiar people cheering for him. 

When he looked over, there were Hakari and Kirika. 

They were cheering for him. 

“A-Akizuki-kun, do your best!” 

“Go for it!” 

“Show them the strength of our class!” 

His classmates were cheering for him too. 

But somehow, it lacked enthusiasm. It feels like they are supporting him out of obligation. 

But there are people who support him. 

(I’m starting to feel motivated!) 

Introverts are simple creatures. 

A little support can sometimes push their motivation to full throttle. 

Thud!! 

Yuito’s sword hit Arai’s abdomen. 

Bounced off by the repulsion field of the training weapon, Arai was blown away. 

Somehow, Arai managed to endure at the edge of the stage.

However, he must be aware too. 

If that had been serious, his abdomen would have been sliced open. 

Sweat and blood vessels were oozing from Arai’s forehead. 

“You… don’t get cocky, alright?” 

Arai kicked the ground. 

He raised his fist, trying to smash it into Yuito’s face. 

In response, Yuito slowly started walking. 

He placed his hand on his sword, looking completely unguarded.

(If possible, I want to win in a way that makes the people cheering for me happy. But if I try to pull off a flashy move, it could be dangerous… That’s it!!) 

Arai’s fist approaches Yuito. 

The moment the attack lands. 

Thud. 

Arai collapses. He’s unconscious. 

“Huh, Arai-kun?” 

“Ah, Arai! What happened?”

“Huh, what? Did he faint?” 

The students began to stir restlessly.

The only one remaining calm was the teacher.

“Okay, everyone, calm down. Can someone take Arai-san to the infirmary? He should be fine after a little rest.” 

The teacher started to manage the situation.

Yuito didn’t harm Arai. 

He just sent a killing intent while cutting something far away. 

Unable to withstand the killing intent, Arai fainted. 

There were no external injuries. 

However, more than the outcome of the match, Yuito was concerned about something else. 

(H-huh?! No one noticed. I tried so hard…)

A teacher approached Yuito and whispered softly in his ear. 

It made him a bit nervous. 

“Akizuki-san, you’ll be observing for a while. In case of an emergency, I won’t be able to stop it.” 

“Y-yes.” 

Maybe that was a bit too much. 

Yuito sighed as he looked up at the sky. 

Despite some accidents along the way, the combat training class ended without any issues.

The teacher opened the student roster on her tablet. 

Yuito’s information was listed there. 

She added a note of caution.

“…I heard he was that kid’s disciple, so I was worried. But I guess masters and their disciples are alike. The way he does things without thinking and ends up being completely nonsensical is just like them.”

The teacher looked up at the sky.

The weather forecast said it would rain in the afternoon. 

“Well, I’m happy that the afternoon weather turned sunny.”

She thought. 

A huge cumulonimbus cloud had split in two.