The Strongest Loner Redo His Youth With Unmatched Prowess!! ~In the Second Round of School Life, He Made Beautiful Girl Friends!~ - Chapter 36

“…Hey, is that really the guy?” 

“It should be…” 

Around the time the clock showed 7 PM. 

The sky was already dark, but the city was shining with the lights of civilization. 

Takizawa and his subordinate were smoking in front of the convenience store. 

Passersby averted their eyes from Takizawa and walked past with their heads down.

“…Did that weak-looking kid really stop the truck?” 

“…Y-yeah, that’s what happened.” 

Takizawa glared at the crowd with an irritated expression. 

In front of him stood a high school boy with black hair. 

He had an androgynous, well-defined face. 

He looked like someone he would believe was a girl without breasts if told so.

According to the information received from his subordinate, his name is “Yuito.” 

He is supposed to be incredibly strong, but he doesn’t look like it at all. 

Yuito is flustered when a silver-haired girl talks to him. 

It’s a typical introverted reaction. 

Just watching him makes Takizawa’s irritation gauge rise. 

“Please donate.”

“U-um, is it for donations… how much do you need?” 

“Hehe, from the heart.” 

That’s a clever comeback. 

Responding to “how much” with “from the heart” is quite witty. 

Moreover, since they didn’t mention a specific amount, it adds a touch of class, but not giving anything at all would be an awkward response. 

“Huh!? No, that’s not what I meant… W-wait, do you not understand Japanese…!?”

However, Yuito didn’t catch the joke. 

Since the other person had a foreign appearance, he probably thought they wouldn’t understand Japanese. 

He started to panic even more. 

“How do you say how much in English… Hou many…” 

He unexpectedly tried to ask in English. 

It’s he who doesn’t understand Japanese, so he should just calm down for a moment. 

“――Is 5,000 yen okay?”

“Thank you.” 

(He won’t give up!?) 

Takizawa couldn’t help but interject in his mind. 

Yuito’s actions were far too lackluster. 

“Hey, are you sure it’s ‘that guy’? The one who looks like a rare beast hiding in the concrete jungle, the one who messed with our business?”

“Y..yes. According to the confirmation, it should be correct.”

Takizawa and his subordinate were losing confidence. 

When they heard that a truck had been split in half, they imagined a muscular monster of a man would appear. 

But what actually appeared was an introverted guy, a man who seemed more timid than a hamster.

He doesn’t look strong at all. 

“Never mind. Let’s just catch him anyway.” 

“Sure.” 

Takizawa and the others threw away their cigarettes and crushed them underfoot. 

They walked over confidently and approached Yuito. 

Yuito, having been released by the silver-haired girl, let out a sigh of relief. 

“Hey, man. Five thousand yen for a donation? That’s quite a profit.”

“Uh!? No, that’s not it, but…” 

Yuito, who was called by Takizawa, stammered and averted his eyes in a troubled manner. 

Seeing that reaction, Takizawa felt a sense of discomfort. 

(This kid, isn’t he reacting the same way as when that nun girl called out to him?) 

Normally, when an ordinary person is called by Takizawa, they would show a frightened look. 

After all, it’s obviously an unconventional profession.

It’s normal to want to avoid involvement. 

However, Yuito is different. 

When Takizawa called out to him, and when the girl called out to him, he reacted the same way in both cases. 

In other words, Yuito isn’t afraid because it’s Takizawa. 

He’s troubled regardless of the other person’s strength. 

(He doesn’t feel threatened by the other person’s strength. This might be a hit.) 

Takizawa patted Yuito’s shoulder.

“I have a little something to talk about. Follow me.” 

“Yes…” 

Takizawa and his subordinate flanked Yuito and forcibly led him to an alleyway. 

Behind a store, they brought Yuito to a square that had been turned into a storage area. 

“Hey, young man. Do you remember this truck?” 

Takizawa showed him his smartphone. 

There was a photo of a truck cut in half. 

When Yuito saw it, he gasped.

“Looks like you remember, huh?” 

“Y-yeah, I cut it…” 

“This truck was loaded with our products. But because of you, it’s all ruined. How are you going to make this right?” 

“I’m sorry…” 

“Sorry isn’t going to cut it!!” 

Thuud!! 

Takizawa kicked the blue plastic bucket. 

A bag of kitchen waste flew out from inside. 

“Um, I think violence isn’t good…”

“Ah!?” 

A prelude to Takizawa’s violence. 

He demonstrated that if he underestimates him too much, he will resort to violence. 

However, Yuito remained unfazed. 

He looked at Takizawa with a troubled expression, just as he had from the beginning. 

“You think you can look down on me, don’t you?” 

“Um, no, no, I’m not looking down on you!! I feel sorry about it.”

“You’re wrong. You underestimate my violence. Deep down, you see me as just another weakling.” 

“A-a weakling?” 

Thuud!! 

Takizawa stomped on the concrete. 

Cracks ran through the concrete. 

However, Yuito remained unfazed. 

He just wore a troubled smile. 

That attitude irritated Takizawa’s nerves. 

Ignoring his strength hurt his pride.

“Don’t underestimate the yakuza, you little brat!!” 

Takizawa swung his fist. 

He struck Yuito’s abdomen, a blow powerful enough to create a hole in the building’s wall. 

Yuito was supposed to curl up in agony, but instead, he let out a roar. 

“G-Gaaahhh!?” 

“A-Are you okay?” 

Takizawa crouched down, holding his injured arm. 

A crack had formed in his arm. His finger bone might be broken. 

It was that intense of a pain. 

(What the hell is this kid?! Too hard…?!) 

It felt like he had punched a solid mountain. 

Hard. Heavy. Unyielding. 

The damage came back to the side that punched. 

“B-boss?! Are you okay?!” 

His subordinate rushed over. 

However, Takizawa couldn’t show any weakness.

The yakuza is a business of face. If he’s looked down upon, it’s over. 

Even if it’s a subordinate. He must continue to show his dignity. 

“It’s fine!! Get out of the way!” 

Takizawa stands up with determination. 

This must be a mistake. If he hit Yuito again…! 

He grips his throbbing arm. 

“What are you doing, you guys!!” 

A shout echoes from the entrance of the alley.

“Damn it!! The cops are here!” 

“B-boss. Let’s retreat from here.” 

“Hey, kid. Remember this well.” 

“Y-Yeah…” 

Takizawa fled deeper into the alley. 

He pressed on his aching arm, sweating coldly. 

However, his mind remained calm. 

Cold blood flowed through his brain.

(…That kid is a monster. I can’t win against him head-on.) 

Takizawa furrows his brow. 

It’s frustrating, but he has to admit it. Yuito is stronger than Takizawa. 

To win against Yuito and to protect Takizawa’s pride, he has no choice but to resort to underhanded tactics. 

“Hey, find out about that kid’s social circle.” 

“Huh? Y-yes.” 

Takizawa grinds his teeth.