Gakuto's actions sent shockwaves, leaving everyone utterly astounded. Even Meiko, the intended target of his actions, could not escape the overwhelming surprise. As anger began to simmer within her, she unleashed her fury upon him, delivering a series of relentless blows. Gakuto, reeling from the impact of Hina's knee strike, found himself crumpled on the ground, tears streaming down his face. At this moment, the anguish coursing through his veins paled in comparison to the overwhelming sense of disappointment he experienced.
"I'm sorry, Guan Yu, for once again letting you down... *sobs… even though I had imagined doing many things with you... but that bitch ruined it for me."
"Hah, why are you still talking nonsense! The commands of President Mari are absolute, and trash such as yourself must embrace them with joy!"
With a swift and resounding smack, the sound of impact reverberated through the air.
Meiko paused, her breath ragged from the outburst of anger. Meanwhile, Shingo was the first to reach Gakuto, concern evident in his voice as he asked, "Hey, buddy, you alright? This is not like you. What made you lose your composure? if-"
Just as Shingo was about to finish his contemplative remarks, Hana, positioned nearby, unexpectedly sprinted towards them. She delivered a powerful kick directly to Shingo's face in a swift and forceful motion. The impact propelled him backward, leaving behind a crimson streak of blood on his visage.
Upon witnessing the unfortunate downfall of their dear companions, Andre and Joe, who refused to simply be silent, promptly voiced their dissent. A brazen disregard marked their claim for the established norms as they unleashed a torrent of curses upon Hana and Meiko. The intensity of their abuse was unmistakable, evident in the passion with which they spoke and the visible contempt that emanated from their very beings.
"You all are seriously heartless! Don't you know how much Gakuto's desire to manifest his wish, only for it to be cruelly shattered by you?"
"That's right... *cough... we have tried to restrain ourselves, but this time you've really gone too far... *cough... say hello to your bitch president... she can fuck herself-"
In an instant, Meiko, who had managed to regain her composure, swiftly approached Joe and delivered a powerful punch, all the while exclaiming, "Who gives a damn about that otaku! You can all die!"
She effortlessly hoisted Joe's slender frame into the air with seemingly effortless strength before forcefully bringing him down onto her knees. The unfortunate man's body contorted brutally, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of something shattering. To make matters worse, a fountain-like spray of blood erupted from his mouth.
Joe's frail body, already lacking strength, grew even weaker, rendering him useless as discarded trash. Meiko's eyes instantly fixated on Andre, causing the overweight man to tremble with fear. Meiko's current demeanor was far from what he had expected.
Despite Andre's genuine concern for his friends, his true anticipation lies in the impending punishment from Meiko. However, his current regret stems from the fact that she approaches him with a clear intent to kill. As Andre caught sight of her clenched fist, poised to strike, a surge of terror washed over him, leaving him no choice but to shield his face in sheer dread.
"I'm sorry, Vice President, I didn't mean to make you angry... argkkk... mercy... gahhklkk... don't hit my stomach..."
He let out a pathetic squeal.
Meiko found herself exerting extra effort to crush Andre, yet this presented a valuable opportunity. Fueled by her intense anger, she transformed him into a mere punching bag, going so far as to execute WWE-inspired maneuvers.
"You guys are utterly hopeless, and the way you insulted President Mari is just too much. I'm just as furious as Meiko right now." Hana commented, her frustration evident. She glanced over at Joe, relieved to see him still breathing, and couldn't help but smile sweetly. Then, she turned her attention to the last male student, still standing.
'What is this girl thinking? Don't tell me she wants to punish me too,' Kiyoshi, perceiving Hana's malicious intentions, swiftly readied himself. He cast several glances towards Meiko, silently pleading for her help, but it seemed that she could not lend a hand at that moment.
"Wait, Hana-senpai, I'm not protesting like them. Please think again," Kiyoshi pleaded, desperately taking a step back in an attempt to stall. But Hana persisted, closing in on him with an innocent smile that belied her determination.
"Hmm, that's true. But for some reason, I don't like you. It could be that you're silent, but you have the strongest hatred of them all?"
"How can you conclude like that? You should know I'm trying not to want anything to do with them, right?" Kiyoshi was well aware that there was no escaping the impending beating. With a resolute determination, he halted his retreat.
"Look, it turns out you do have a grudge. As secretary of the Underground Student Council, I can't just let you go without teaching you the same lesson as them."
As the sun had just begun its ascent, the school grounds remained relatively deserted, with only a handful of students milling about. The majority of them were still sleeping in their dormitories, reluctant to venture out. Despite Kiyoshi's earnest plea for help, the female students, regrettably, found amusement in his trouble rather than extending a helping hand.
Hana, who had arrived near Kiyoshi, swiftly unleashed a simple yet effective karate kick. Her confidence radiated as she knew the man standing before her had no chance of evading it. This victory only served to widen her smile, brimming with satisfaction.
"Don't be happy. In the end you are just a karate athlete," Kiyoshi reached out to grasp Hana's delicate, soft legs, successfully catching them. However, just as she was about to lose her balance, a powerful gust of wind unexpectedly swept in from his side.
Kiyoshi's eyes widened in shock as he witnessed Hana's body execute a complete 360-degree turn, her left foot swinging freely to deliver a powerful kick to his head from the side. In the blink of an eye, he found himself sprawled on the ground, a throbbing headache pulsating through his skull. In the distance, Hana's voice reached his ears, faint but discernible.
"Don't forget that I, the illustrious Dan of the third grade, hold the esteemed title of the fourth-best karate champion in the fiercely competitive inter-high school championships," it didn't end there. In a display of further disrespect, she even went so far as to stick out her tongue mockingly, all while Kiyoshi remained lying on the ground, barely conscious.
'Fuck, I really want to stuff my dick into your always smiling mouth,' Despite the throbbing ache in his head, Kiyoshi made a valiant effort to maintain eye contact with Hana, a testament to his unwavering determination. However, his gaze inadvertently fell upon the sight of her donning those short black leggings, triggering a flood of memories from a recent incident.
Just a short distance away, Meiko managed to bring down Andre's big frame. She stood there, catching her breath, her gaze filled with uncertainty as she observed her surroundings. Eventually, she spotted Hana standing close to Kiyoshi and made her way towards her.
"Looks like I've really gone too far this time. Help me take them to the infirmary room."
"Is that okay? I think we leave them here and wait until they wake up on their own."