There was silence for a moment.
The female companion of the delinquent’s group opened their eyes wide and stared at Tsukasa with feverish eyes and blushes.
However, the guys in the delinquent’s group had tick marks and veins on their foreheads.
Tsukasa’s voice was so soothing and gentle, but the words that came out of his mouth were poisonous. Even if he was the most handsome and beautiful man in the whole world, it didn’t mean that one couldn’t get angry at him.
While Ayase opened her mouth wide, one of the delinquent students seemed unable to hold his anger, especially when he saw his crush had fallen for Tsukasa’s charm.
“Hell, you said, bastard?! Do you want to die?!”
As a delinquent student, obviously, they had anger control, especially when he saw Tsukasa looking as if he was looking down on them, especially when he put both of his hands on the pockets and looked at them with a faint smile.
Without hesitation, the guy with the skinhead hairstyle raised his fist to Tsukasa.
Tsukasa moved back gently, dodging the guy’s fist, causing him to slip and fall into the table.
“Agh!”
His forehead hit against the corner of the table, and he rolled several times until he hit the wall, laying on the ground as he moaned in pain.
“…..”
Everyone looked at their friend with a dumbfounded expression.
“So I guess not only do you have a poor hearing that you can’t even hear me, but you also have a poor brain for falling on himself, huh?” Tsukasa said in a voice that could only be heard by the delinquent’s group.
“The fuck, you say, bastard?! Don’t look down on us!”
Unlike before, this time, three guys attacked Tsukasa at the same time.
However, Tsukasa only looked at the three silently before the three seemed to be stunned by something and fell on the ground before they approached him.
“…..” Everyone.
“…You!” One of the delinquent students realized that Tsukasa might do something to them, but he didn’t know what he was doing.
But how could they back down so easily?
All of them wanted to attack Tsukasa simultaneously, but the leader of the group, the man with yellow sunglasses, stopped his group.
“Stop it. You’re not his opponent.”
The man also wore a red fur coat, wearing a half-buttoned up shirt underneath it, which revealed that he had a smiling skull tattoo on his chest, as well as having scars on the back of his chest. He also wore red pants and a black belt. He had long, wild, unkempt light brown hair, which covered some of his ears, as well as having a small bang sticking out and covering a little bit of his forehead.
The man stood in front of his group and looked at Tsukasa with an excited grin. “You’re a swordsman, right.”
Tsukasa looked at the man and said, “I wonder, but I’m sure that you’re just a punk, right?”
The man grinned ever brighter and said, “You’re interesting, but if it’s a fight that you want, then bring it on!” He summoned his Device that took the shape of a sparkling white bone-colored nodachi with blades that looked almost like a saw, and without hesitation, slammed it at Tsukasa’s cranium!
Yes, not a slash, but a slam!
Watching the crappy and crude sword swing, Tsukasa knew that this guy was an amateur swordsman, which made him sigh. He had expected something from him since he knew that this guy was Kuraudo Kurashiki, the representative of the Donrou Academy on 61st Seven Stars Sword Art Festival, who had the Top Eight and “Sword Eater” as the epithet, but he knew that he had expected too much.
While Tsukasa felt that it was troublesome, he summoned his Device and transformed it into the shape of katana as he jumped back slightly, dodging Kuraudo’s sword.
Kuraudo’s sword missed, but he didn’t give up and was about to approach Tsukasa. However, his expression changed slightly when Tsukasa raised his sword horizontally behind his head.