First, it was Akito against those three other first-year students but I am the one up against seven second-year students now.
This will be beneficial to me and will help me significantly in my plan. Gaining Nakamoto's complete trust would take time but all I had to be was patient and I could get what I want. Nakamoto did have doubts that I wouldn't be able to handle one second-year student let alone seven but I had to show her what I am capable of. She would then trust me and by building up this relationship I can control her even more.
This would certainly be the best opportunity I would get. This was perfect. Nakamoto was relying on me to fight off the second-years and Shimoda was also watching from a distance. Once both of them know then they would rely on me more. If things go well then Nakamoto will ask me for help whenever she finds herself in these situations in the future. After a while, she will become completely dependent on me. She will also most likely fall for me and when she does I can use that to my advantage.
"Can you really fight them off? There's seven of them."
All seven of the students laughed.
"Not even your girlfriend has hope that you will defeat us!"
"I'm confident in my reaction speed."
My reaction speed was certainly above average maybe even above athletes but since I was a child I believed that everyone saw the world at the speed I did. It was in slow motion for me and most people I've fought had punches that I could evade without trying. Throughout my life, I have not met a single person who was on par with my speed. Due to this, I fought with many martial artists just to test their speed because without speed you are nothing but weak.
"Oh is that so? Let's test that then!" One of the students said as he threw a punch at me.
Slow as always.
The disappointment was visible on my face because I fought that if a person was this confident in their ability in fighting then their agility should be fast.
I grabbed the student's arm and pushed his elbow down. Naturally, the student also lost his balance and that was when I hit his head with my knee. A clean attack on his head made him unconscious.
"One hit was all it took." I sighed, disappointed.
"He took him down so easily." Nakamoto thought as she watched. Her expectations of me grew exponentially and now she had more hope in me than before.
"This b*****d." One of the students said as he charged toward me. Two other students followed him and attacked me from all sides. I only blocked and dodged their punches because I didn't want the fight to end so quickly.
"You guys really think you can beat me?" I said, mocking the students. Their pride was on the line here and if they lost they wouldn't be able to take the defeat.
Another student charged at me with a metal baseball bat. This wasn't a fistfight anymore. It escalated quickly but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle.
The student swung the baseball bat and I caught it. As I held it in my hand I crumbled it. The baseball bat broke into shards in my hand. The students didn't pay any attention to the broken baseball bat and just threw it away and continued.
If I used judo on these people then I couldn't have to use much of my strength which means that there is a chance they will live. It seemed to be a perfect idea.
I used multiple techniques on the students and now three out of the seven were unconscious.
"I admit, you are good but what are you doing when there are weapons involved?" One of the students said as he got out a knife from his pocket.
This wasn't the same knife the students that attacked Akito used. This was a real one. A real knife made from steel and carbon fiber at around twelve inches long. If these imbeciles took notice of the metal baseball bat then they would probably walk off but either they didn't see or they are being controlled by their pride.
I let out a frustrated sigh as I got ready to guard myself against four knives. Although they were beaten up with blood dripping from their body, they didn't stop.
"Are you guys really that stupid? A gun wouldn't work on me and you think these children's knives would? Please don't waste my time and get something better." I said.
There was no point in guiding these lost sheep. I wondered how they even got into this school with their intelligence. They had underestimated me so I shall show them what I am capable of.
I closed my eyes and then opened them again. The world was in slow motion now. Slower than usual. No machine to exist could calculate this reaction speed so I never really found out what it was. I saw all four of them coming towards me with their knives. They seemed to have a basic stance with the knife but they were still novices; moving as if they had no experience, to begin with.
With one swift motion, I went behind one of the students and took his knife away, and did the same with the others. I then tripped them so that when they hit the floor they would become unconscious. After I had done what I wanted to do I stood next to Nakamoto. The world then became normal.
I watched as they tripped onto the ground and became unconscious. I then heard a crack and to my surprise, it was the handles of the knives. I gripped them so hard that the carbon fiber was breaking. This was the first time in so long that I had gripped something this hard.
"You…"
"Yeah, I did. I fought seven second-years who had weapons and still beat them. Believe it or not, I did this…alone." I knew what Nakamoto was going to say but she was stunned. She couldn't talk or move. She just stood there doubting her vision.
"You're this strong…"
"I did struggle."
That wasn't a complete lie as I was struggling to control my strength but it had always been hard and it looks like it always will be. I was proud of myself for this moment as it was the first time I fought with a lot of people and not one of them died. Usually, a single punch would kill them but I refrained from punches and instead used other methods to knock them out.
"Thank…you…" Nakamoto said quietly I could hear her but I acted as if I didn't hear her.
"What?"
"NOTHING!! I said nothing!" Nakamoto said as her face turned a bright red.
It worked. School life is too easy.
I broke the knives and put them in a bag and gave them to Nakamoto.
"Take these and throw them somewhere." Nakamoto seemed to be startled as I gave her the bag.
"Oh…okay…" Nakamoto was speechless and struggled to get words out of her mouth as she took the bag without any questions. "Tsukamoto-kun…could I have your contact information?"
"Sure." I said as we exchanged phone numbers. "Why though?"
"W-Well it's because if I ever find myself in these situations again," Nakamoto said, "I want you to protect me."
"I'll protect you then, no matter what."
Nakamoto then walked off. As she turned around the corner I could see that the people who were watching us in the buildings weren't watching anymore but I could hear their slight breathing. It seems that Shimoda had taken care of it on her own. She certainly is strong but she can become stronger.
"Oi wake up." I said.
"How did you know I was awake?" A student said as he brought himself to stand up but struggled as he did.
"Your breathing."
"You could hear it?"
So this student was aware of how to check if someone is unconscious or not. Wasted potential. He could've become a skillful assassin.
"I'll be going now so wake up your friends." I said as I left the scene and walked toward my dormitory.
I wasn't afraid that the school will expel me for fighting as there would be no proof of it in the first place and this school doesn't put a large number of security cameras so students will have a chance to fight or bully because then students will learn how unfair the world is. It will teach them to fend for themselves.
Only a week for the exams. I wonder how they're preparing themselves. This isn't going to be exciting; only tiring.
Using my observations I could predict the exact score everyone in Class 1-A would get and who will be kicked out of Class A. It wasn't hard to predict these outcomes if you knew how everyone acted and what their current academic level is.
Kaori seems to be plotting something against me so I should do something about that. I could just fight off her brother's gang if she uses him and then do something that would get her to surrender to me. I'll just go home and sleep then think about it in the morning.
I walked into the lobby and called an elevator. The elevator came down in a few seconds. I then entered the surprisingly empty elevator.
This was going too well.
The elevator stopped at my floor and opened its doors. I then walked towards my dormitory and opened the door.
It's nice to be home.
I then went to my living room and opened my blazer and threw it onto the couch. Underneath my blazer was my white short-handed shirt and around my forearms and my bicep were weights. I took the weights off and threw them onto my couch.
Luckily I had these on or else it would've ended way worse.
The weights were at least a few dozen kilogrammes each and there were at least five on each arm. If there were any fewer then the students wouldn't survive even if we weren't any weapons. If there were any more then it would look suspicious.
I was sure that Shimoda saw that my bicep was bigger than usual and my forearms were a little bigger than usual so she must've suspected something.
I then bent down and lifted up my pants to my knees and took out the weights on my legs. They weighed around the same weight as the ones on my arms but they were a bit heavier. These weights slowed down my movements. I was fighting with at least a total of a ton.
I then went to my room and fell asleep. I had woken up early even though it was the weekend. Sleep is essential to life which is why I valued it because I didn't get to have this luxury of sleeping whenever I wanted. It was sleep if you can.
Seven against one? That was a nice fight.