It was no easy task to drive out a group of ten intruders. With only three of them present, Wataru knew that they were outnumbered. The rented studio was spacious enough to accommodate the ten men without feeling cramped, but the intimidating presence of the large, rough-looking men was undeniable.
If it weren't for Air, his powerful bodyguard, Wataru might have felt the weight of their presence more acutely. However, with Air carefully assessing the strength of the group and preparing to act at a moment's notice, Wataru remained calm. When it came to combat, Air was serious and focused, never allowing even the slightest doubt to cloud her judgment. The feeling of her presence behind him was more reassuring than anything else.
Great Yamazaki, confident in his supposed advantage, wore a greasy grin on his face—an expression that, to be honest, disgusted Wataru.
