Bam!
"Gasp!" Someone exhaled, almost tripping over himself. He was holding something in his hand, which he steadily aimed at Hajime and the five guys ganging up on him. That someone kept quiet, covering his mouth with his free hand. He bowed even lower, for fear that the bush in front of him wasn't covering his entire body. 'What's going on?! Are they... what are they doing to— '
That certain someone closed his eyes, but his right hand still steadily pointed at Hajime and the college students.
Seconds passed, and that person couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't want to get involved with the bunch so he quietly slipped away. Fortunately, the college students didn't notice him.
...
Meanwhile, Megumi was also heading out of school when she noticed the commotion. At first, she thought that Hajime caused another ruckus and that he was paying the price for it, but upon seeing one of the college students hit him on the head with the bat, she immediately backed away in shock. Drops of blood started dripping from Hajime's head as the college students started laughing.
"Is that the best you got?! Hahaha~" From afar, Megumi could hear the college student holding a bat mocking Hajime even though he might've already been dead.
Without thinking twice, Megumi pulled out her phone in a panic, dialing one of the numbers she saved. "Hello, um... Franz-san, are you almost here?"
"Yes, young lady, why did you call?" The voice of a man responded on the opposite line. "Is everything all right?"
"No, someone's getting beaten up in front of the school and there was no one here to help. Can you get here as soon as you can? I think my classmate needs to be hospitalized." Megumi recalled. That's when it occurred to her that she should've recorded everything right from the start.
It was already too late though since Hajime had already been hit before she could even pull out her phone.
"I understand, young lady, I will be there soon." The voice responded, then Megumi heard a click.
"Please, Franz-san... " Megumi muttered a silent prayer to herself.
Even though Hajime was a troublemaker and she didn't want to involve herself with him, she also couldn't turn a blind eye to an injustice that happened right in front of her. Hajime would've been able to defend himself if he had his guard up, and yet he was hit on the head defenseless. It was plain to Megumi that Hajime didn't intend to start the fight. He was simply caught in it.
But then again, it's not like she could do anything about it. If Hajime was already having a hard time, then more so if she was in his position. Besides, it's not like she can face five college student guys at once. That's why she pinned all her hopes on Franz-san, her driver.
Meanwhile, a miracle, or rather, an unexplainable case happened. Although someone had already bashed Hajime's head and he had already fallen to the ground, he got back up a few seconds, his eyes a clear shade of white. He was unconscious, and yet his adrenaline was doing all the work for him.
Before the guy holding the bat could react, Hajime already headbutted him and punch two of the other guys in the face. Someone tried to punch him but he caught his fist and twisted his arm. Then, he slung the guy's arm on the shoulders and judo-threw him to the ground. The guy holding the bat swung his bat, but Hajime blocked it with his forearm. He then kicked the guy on the shin, causing him to shriek in pain.
The other two guys in the group charged at Hajime, their fists clenched and at the ready. But Hajime squatted down and headbutted one of them at the right time. Extending his left hand, the other guy's neck was caught in it and he brought him down to the ground before kicking his face.
It was a huge fistfight, but Hajime didn't back down at all. In fact, he was winning.
When the other four were already knocked unconscious, some of them with broken appendages and ribs, the guy with the bat began feeling rather nervous. Out of desperation, he aimed the bat at Hajime.
Without a shred of hesitation, Hajime charged at him, fully taking advantage of the guy's fear and indecisiveness. As soon as he was within arm's length, he kicked the guy on the chest, then stepped on his wrist as soon as he fell down. The guy screamed as his wrist was dislocated, but Hajime didn't stop there, he also stepped on his right hip, dislocating the guy's leg altogether.
Shhhhh
The 'shh' didn't come from someone saying it, but it came from the guy's pants as a steady stream of liquid poured out from between his legs. He groaned in pain, but he couldn't do anything since his right wrist and right leg were both dislocated. Even if he wanted to tuck his tail and run away from the scene, he couldn't do it. He couldn't even stand.
When Hajime heard the groan, he immediately came to his senses. That's when he noticed that the guy who attacked him with the bat, along with his lackeys, was already defeated. He couldn't even remember who defeated them. Nevertheless, he felt a slight sting on his knuckles, and that's when he noticed they were badly bruised and bleeding.
Beep!
Beep!
A car pulled out in front of him and before Hajime saw the person coming out of it, the loss of blood suddenly got the better of him, rendering him unconscious for the second time. Since the fight was over, adrenaline had also left his system— this, of course, played a huge part in his fight response. And now that it's gone, he finally returned to his previous state of unconsciousness.
"What happened here?" Franz-san asked himself, adjusting his tie as he walked to the group of students. He immediately recognized who the young lady's classmate was. After all, he was the only one wearing the uniform of the school. "So this is him, huh. That's a good hit to the head, all right." He continued, slinging Hajime on his shoulder and putting him in the backseat of the car.
"Franz-san, you're here." Megumi panted. She ran all the way from the entranceway of the school, across the school grounds, and out the front gates. "Let's hurry."
"Yes, let's hurry." Franz-san nodded. He didn't bother checking in on the other guys since they didn't have major injuries. Although Hajime was the one left standing, his injuries were worse than the five combined. "What's his name?"
"Hajime. Sasajima Hajime." Megumi responded. "Oh, and keep this between us, Franz-san! I don't want him to know that we helped him out. Also, the hospital, don't give your real name! Just pay the bill and then we hurry out of there."
"As you said, young lady." Franz-san nodded, wearing a slight smile on his face. It wasn't that noticeable though since his white mustache and beard covered a considerable portion of the lower part of his face.