"Hit me, you weakling."
Hoshiharu pointed to his chest and smiled.
Those who didn't know better would think he and these people were old friends who hadn't seen each other in years. Who would have thought he would say such adrenaline-pumping words with that expression?
"What did you say?!"
As expected, the follower got angry, clenching his fist and swinging it at Hoshiharu's head.
Hoshiharu initially planned to do nothing and deliberately take the punch, but this guy was actually aiming for his face.
With a medical-type Blazer, minor injuries like scars could be easily healed. He wouldn't even need a Healing Capsule, so Kanata wouldn't lose interest in him.
But did he want to lose face?
*BAM*
Mohawk punched him.
Then came a clang as if hitting a metal plate, and his face turned the color of a pig's liver, and his fist trembled.
"Ouch—"
"Ahhhh! It hurts!"
Before he could scream, Hoshiharu suddenly fell back and screamed like a slaughtered pig.
Mohawk couldn't help but be surprised.
Seeing him scream so sadly, Mohawk began to doubt whether his punch was really strong.
Before he could ask such a question, the other side stood up as if he had completed the process.
*BAM*
A well-hidden punch hit him.
Before Mohawk could react, he fell to the ground.
The entire restaurant was in an uproar.
"Dare to attack us?"
"Teach him a lesson!"
More than a dozen followers nearby gathered.
The shark-toothed man stood behind, indifferent, just staring straight ahead.
Hoshiharu's eyes swept around.
He deliberately stood at the entrance of the hallway.
At most, only three people could reach him at the same time.
The bright silver sword swung by him.
"Ah!"
"Ouch!"
"What?"
Hoshiharu slashed with the back of his sword, his swing range very small.
It wasn't because he wanted to show mercy, but because he wanted to use the blunt weapon on the back of the sword to attack.
The first follower rushing up was hit in the face with the back of the sword, losing two molars, and at the same time, his body seemed to fall uncontrollably towards his classmate beside him, and the two of them screamed and fell.
The third person only wanted to rush forward, but his lower body was very unstable. Instead, he accidentally tripped over the two bodies and fell to the ground.
This path was very narrow, and if you weren't careful, you might pile up like Arhats.
"This..."
"Is he that strong?"
Blocked by three people, the eight behind them didn't know what to do. They were scared by Hoshiharu's sword, which knocked them down, so they all hesitated to move forward.
"Back off."
At this moment, the shark-toothed man behind finally spoke, letting the hesitant followers sigh in relief.
"Ha, I didn't expect to meet a Blazer like this here."
The man had an unruly tone, but he sounded very happy.
"You defeated three people with one swing. It's the first time I've seen a Blazer like this. You're so strong that your appearance differs. Isn't this exciting?"
The man walked closer with a friendly smile and extended his hand to Hoshiharu.
"Let me meet you. My name is Kurashiki Kuraudo, and I'm a third-year student at Donrou Academy."
"Nangou Hoshiharu, first-year student at Hagun Academy."
Hoshiharu watched him approach, switched Nameless Sword to his left hand, and extended his hand for a friendly shake.
"—Chase the enemy, Orochimaru!"
While they shook hands.
Kuraudo grinned fiercely and raised his left hand with a ferocious expression, causing his Device, the White Bone Odachi, to suddenly appear in his hand.
It was a bone blade with visible joints. The entire blade was as white as chalk, with spikes protruding between each joint. A wound from this sword would make someone bleed profusely.
He held the Bone Sword with his left hand and slashed at Hoshiharu's neck with unexpected speed, leaving no room for reaction.
If this sword struck in its original form, it would be enough to cut Hoshiharu's neck.
But Kuraudo was fast.
Someone was faster than him.
Before he appeared and swung the Device, Hoshiharu had already raised his left hand.
His palm rotated.
*CLICK*
The fierce smile on Kuraudo's face suddenly stopped.
The long silver blade in his hand aimed upward, and its sharp tip was lodged at the jaw of Kuraudo's Device, blocking the slash in the process.
So fast!
So accurate!
Swinging the sword with his left hand, which wasn't his dominant hand, would certainly not exert its full strength, and given the thickness of his white bone blade, it would be easy for someone to grasp its joints.
But no one had ever been able to understand the timing of his sword draw, even in a sneak attack, and position the tip of their sword at the lever where he exerted his strength.
Moreover, the tip of this person's sword was very clever, not lodged at the joint, but at the jaw of the sword, which would inevitably maximize the dispersion of his strength.
In other words, a weak arm supported a strong arm.
This person is very interesting!
"Whoa! You really did a sneak attack; you have no martial ethics!"
Hoshiharu looked frightened, still with a fearful expression on his face.
How could he be afraid if he could react to a sneak attack and even counterattack so strongly?
But his mood was very happy now, so Kuraudo didn't care about such trivial matters and instead started talking.
"Hey, your name is Nangou Hoshiharu, right? Fight me! It will be a real fight with swords and weapons. Whoever dies first loses!"
There was fanaticism in his eyes.
The White Bone Odachi pointed directly at Hoshiharu, issuing an invitation for a fight to the death.
In his opinion, this person would not refuse because he was undoubtedly a true Blazer!
"I refuse. I am a good student."
However, the other party refused his invitation without hesitation, causing him to lose all momentum.
"...Obviously the Device has appeared for a long time, and you took the initiative to provoke me. What are you talking about here?"
"How can you spit on someone?"
Hoshiharu looked dissatisfied and raised the sword in his hand with determination.
"I was clearly talking to you calmly, but you were the one who attacked me first. I had to draw the family heirloom sword for self-defense – this is the family heirloom sword, not a Device."
Kuraudo's cheeks twitched, feeling a bit stiff.
"If you don't believe it, I have a video to prove it!"
Hoshiharu turned confidently.
Kanata was holding the student handbook and calmly recording the video in the back corner of the hallway.
The atmosphere in the venue was slightly stagnant for a moment.
Hoshiharu faced Kuraudo from the front. Kanata held the student handbook and recorded the video secretly. The other Donrou Academy students were clearly confused, and Ayase stood until the end.