Chapter 87

In the dimly dilapidated room with a moon as the only source of light, Kuraudo sat on the sofa as he stared at the old ceiling absentmindedly, recalling his fight with Tsukasa.

When Kuraudo fought Tsukasa, his body was burning with excitement, thinking about the bloody fight they would have there.

‘If only…’

While Kuraudo was a bad student, he wouldn’t do something that would make him lose his qualification as a mage-knight since he didn’t want to become something like his father, who could only get drunk at home as he complained about politics and the economy.

If Kuraudo was expelled, the only path he had was only a criminal, and if one asked, who wanted to become a criminal when one could live happily, fighting many swordsmanship masters, showing that he was the best.

‘Kugayama Tsukasa…’

Kuraudo knew that Tsukasa was the only person who could give him excitement on his unchanging and boring every day. He wanted to fight him, but he couldn’t do the same thing he did with Ayatsuji Kaito since the people around Tsukasa were all dangerous, whether it was Kanata, Touka, or even Nene, without a doubt, he would die as long as he touched them.

Kuraudo also didn’t have an interest in fighting those types of Blazers who relied on their abilities. He was only interested in fighting the Blazers or swordsmanship masters. Destroying their techniques and pride that they were proud of was his favorite thing.

“I wonder whether it is possible to arrange a fight between two academies…”

Kuraudo thought about that possibility and felt that it would be fun if he could fight wholeheartedly and all of his power with Tsukasa!

Kuraudo touched his chest again, and the feeling of a sharp blade on his chest was still vivid. If possible, he wanted to see it again, so he could understand how Tsukasa’s technique works.

While Kuraudo was in the middle of a thought, thinking about his fight with Tsukasa in the family restaurant before, his goons suddenly came and interrupted his thought.

“He-Hey, Ku-Kuraudo.”

“What? Got a stomachache or something?”

“…Th-That guy is coming here now.”

“…..”

Kuraudo stood up directly and grinned excitedly, ignoring the scared goon. “Bring me to him.”

While Kuraudo walked toward Tsukasa and his group, Tsukasa was already inside the ex-dojo of Ayase’s father.

“It’s an unpleasant place,” Kanata said with a frown.

“…Sorry,” Ayase apologized as she became depressed.

“No, you don’t need to apologize. This place will return to you soon after all, so just clean it up at that time,” Kanata said softly.

“Eh?” Ayase was surprised, but when she wanted to ask what Kanata meant, a disturbing voice made her grit her teeth in hatred.

“I know that you’ll come to me soon.” Kuraudo looked at Tsukasa excitedly, ignoring Kanata and Ayase, who were on his side.

Still, Kuraudo must admit that Tsukasa’s figure was so beautiful, especially when the light of full moon basked into him.

While this dojo was already ruined, Tsukasa’s figure made this whole place become more bearable and strangely artistic somehow.

It felt like this place had somehow become the house of a hermit master of a beautiful youkai.

However, Kuraudo didn’t care about any of that as he kept the grin on his face. “You’re not the man who is going to swallow your anger! You’re like me! You’re a beast who wants excitement in this world!”

“Are you stupid? You’re so ugly. How can you say you’re similar to Kugayama-kun!”

“Look into the mirror first, before you say your words, or do your sunglasses make your eyes blind?

Kanata and Ayase scolded Kuraudo as they frowned at this shameless guy who dared to say that Tsukasa was a similar type of guy to him.

“….” Tsukasa.

“….” Kuraudo.

“Okay, stop fighting.” Tsukasa quickly stopped and calmed Kanata and Ayase since the two almost exploded at this moment. He then looked at Kuraudo and could see that Kuraudo was burning with a fighting spirit.

Tsukasa didn’t deny that he might be a similar type of guy to Kuraudo, who loved to fight, but even so, there were still many differences between him and Kuraudo. For example, he wouldn’t hurt someone or cause many troubles recklessly.

While Tsukasa didn’t deny that he loved to fight, no, he loved to win. He was more of a pacifist type of guy.

The thing that Tsukasa loved about the fight was his process of getting stronger. This was the part that he loved the most.

Whether it was fighting Stella, Kurono, Shizuku, or many other people that Tsukasa had in the past, it made him into how he is now.

However, Kuraudo was different.

Tsukasa could see that he could defeat Kuraudo easily while he knew that Kuraudo might have a special ability or something, and he didn’t have an interest in fighting someone who couldn’t make him stronger, especially when he thought about how amateur Kuraudo’s swordsmanship was.

‘However…’

Tsukasa thought about how Kuraudo dodged his attack, which made him slightly interested in him. However, how could he say that?

“Your name is Kuraudo, right? I think that you misunderstood something,” Tsukasa said calmly.

“Ha? Misunderstand?”

“Has a dog barked at you on the street before? Will you get angry at that dog when it barks at you? No, you just ignore it and walk away,” Tsukasa said with a faint smile. “This is how you’re in my eyes.”

“…..”

Ayase was dumbfounded, and Kanata only smiled helplessly since she knew that Tsukasa was so good at provoking someone.

Kuraudo’s face became dark, and he was trying to hold his anger as he asked, “Then what the hell are you doing here, bastard? Do you just want to mock me? If so, congratulations since I want to beat your shit now.” He glared at Tsukasa and wanted to smash him right away, but Kanata, who was on Tsukasa’s side, made him sober, and he still understood that he wasn’t Kanata’s opponent.

“I don’t plan to fight you at first, but you should thank Ayatsuji-senpai,” Tsukasa said.

“Huh? Me?” Ayase was surprised.

“Ayase?” Kuraudo looked at Ayase with doubt.

“You should be glad that I have a meddlesome personality. I know that it isn’t my problem. I could just ignore it and continue with my date, but Ayatsuji-senpai’s eyes were asking for help. So…” Tsukasa summoned his Device and transformed it into the shape of katana. “I’ll beat the shit out of you for her.” While he wanted to beat the shit of Kuraudo, he needed to beautify the reason since it wasn’t his style to rudely challenge Kuraudo.

“Take long enough of that talk.” Kuraudo grinned happily, hearing Tsukasa’s words, and summoned his Device, the white nodachi Orochimaru. “By the way, change the rules slightly. Fight me with real weapons. The one to die loses.”

“Sure.” Tsukasa showed a faint smile and said, “I want to see your face when you beg for your life later.”

“Just start the match, so I can’t wipe that faint smile on your face!” Kuraudo growled.

“Kanata, can you help me to start the match,” Tsukasa said with a begging tone.

“Okay.”

Kanata let out a sigh, helpless, but she still had a smile on her face. She looked at the two then asked, “You two ready?”

Tsukasa and Kuraudo didn’t say anything, but their eyes answered everything.

Kanata also didn’t waste her time and shouted, “Start!”

As the voice fell, Tsukasa and Kuraudo dashed and started their first clash!

Still, while they were preoccupied with the fight, there was a figure of a single young woman who had a blush on her beautiful face.