Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

What difference is there between that and hell?

However, chuunibyou is chuunibyou.

Rio Futaba didn't doubt Yozora's claim that he entered this school with the highest score on the Sakura Prefecture joint entrance exam.

In that case, many things made sense.

For example, why there were only Yotsuya Miko and Yozora as members at the beginning, and the club was able to be established even though it didn't meet the minimum requirement of five members.

Moreover, the club's purpose was unclear, and the nature of the activities was also unclear, yet it was able to be assigned such a well-located, sunny activity room.

"By the way, there's something..."

For the first time, a look of nervousness and hesitation appeared on Rio Futaba's usually calm and rational face. After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally parted her lips slightly and said.

"Recently, when I go home, I always feel... like someone is watching me."

"Stalking?"

Yozora frowned slightly upon hearing this word.

"Did you see who it was? When did it start? Are they stalking you every day?"

"Eh..."

Rio Futaba didn't expect Yozora's response to be so serious. She thought he would come up with some abstract words again after hearing her request.

"That... I'm not sure either. I just have a vague feeling. Maybe it's because of my past experiences that I'm more sensitive to other people's gazes."

"That's too serious."

Yozora slammed the table heavily, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Don't worry, Futaba-san. Today, I, this uninhibited person chosen by heaven, will escort you home."

Chapter 061: Futaba Suffers Verbal Bullying, Special Privileges Granted by the School

When the afternoon classes ended, it was finally time to go home.

Rio Futaba stood at the classroom door, looking a little nervous, looking down at her feet...

No, her view was blocked by a certain part of her body, and she couldn't see her toes.

In short, she was looking down and silent.

"Hey, hey, look at her today, she's dressed strangely again."

"Yeah, she's wearing a white coat over her school uniform. Should we say she's maverick or deliberately trying to attract attention?"

"Maybe she's aloof on the surface, but actually has a very perverted personality? After all, she has that kind of body, you know."

"Haha, that makes sense."

...

Listening to the discussions of several male classmates in the distance, a look of pain flashed in Rio Futaba's eyes behind her thick lenses, and her hands at her sides clenched involuntarily.

Just like in middle school.

Because her body developed faster than her peers, Rio Futaba was often talked about by the boys in school.

In addition, her personality was not the kind of sunny and cheerful type that could integrate into the group, so her image among the girls was not very good either.

There was no physical conflict.

But rather an invisible bullying in atmosphere and language.

Rio Futaba originally thought that she could have a new beginning when she came to a new school.

But... is it still the same?

Those boys were talking and laughing, pointing at Rio Futaba, completely unaware of the psychological harm their words would cause to her.

Or rather.

They knew, but they just didn't care.

Just at this moment.

"Excuse me, let me through."

Yozora yawned and bumped straight into several boys who were gathered together, whispering.

"Hey, are you blind when you walk! ?"

Being bumped so hard, those boys were naturally unhappy, and one of them immediately opened his mouth to accuse him.

"Slap!"

Unexpectedly, Yozora didn't say a word, but directly raised his right hand and gave the other person a resounding slap.

This crisp sound instantly silenced the noisy corridor where many students were still gathered after school.

Rio Futaba covered her mouth, her eyes showing surprise.

Even the person who was slapped was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, raising his hand to cover his swollen left cheek and angrily said.

"You, you actually hit someone! ?"

Several boys immediately surrounded him, looking fierce, glaring at Yozora.

What they didn't expect was that Yozora's response was very simple.

"Slap!"

Another slap, hitting the same person, but this time, it was on the right cheek.

"You! ?"

"What about me?"

Yozora glanced at the boys surrounding him, his eyes revealing undisguised arrogance and disgust.

"What status do you have to talk to me like that? So what if I bumped into you? What can you do to me?"

Silence fell in the corridor.

This is too arrogant, isn't it?

He hit someone first, and he's still so confident?

Several boys were also in their adolescence, proud and easily impulsive, and naturally couldn't continue to endure Yozora's humiliation of them.

One of them clenched his fist and punched Yozora's handsome face, which was so annoying, while angrily saying.

"Let you be arrogant!"

"Bang."

Before the other person's fist could hit his face, Yozora directly raised his foot and kicked the other person in the abdomen.

The boy was kicked back several steps by this powerful kick, covering his abdomen and falling to the ground, his body curled up like a shrimp, his face showing pain.

"You don't even know how to fight?"

Yozora shook his head and said in a coaxing tone.

"Before you make a move, you have to decide to strike hard and make the other person unable to stand up, otherwise don't fight. What do you think this is? A kindergarten kid's game?"

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his right hand into a fist, with only the knuckle of his middle finger slightly protruding, and struck the position between the lower ribs of the people in front of him with a very fast, unresponsive, precise movement.

Once this part is hit, the pain is simply indescribable, and even breathing will be temporarily stopped.

Several boys sat on the ground, with fine beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads due to the intense pain.

Seeing this scene, the students in the corridor were all talking about it.

"This... isn't this too ruthless?"

"Those people, aren't they injured?"

"Hey, that boy... I remember he's from Class A of the first year..."

"No wonder, so it's that weirdo."

"Who's going to find a teacher?"

...

Faced with the students' discussions, Yozora simply leaned against the wall of the corridor, looking as if he hadn't woken up yet, standing there quietly.

The surrounding gazes and discussions seemed to have no impact on him.

"This..."

Rio Futaba didn't expect things to develop to this point in such a short time.

She wanted to step forward, but just as she raised her foot, she saw Yozora give her a look and shake his head slightly.

"This is... not letting me participate in it..."

Rio Futaba stopped her footsteps.

According to her understanding of Yozora, he was different from the rumors and was not a person who liked to cause trouble on purpose.

He even gave her the feeling that he didn't care about these things in school, these students, and that all his goals and energy were focused on something of special significance.

How could Yozora like this start a dispute with others because of a little friction?

The root cause...

Was that he heard those people's discussions about her, right?

While Rio Futaba was thinking this, several teachers had already rushed to the scene and helped the injured students to the infirmary.

As the person involved and the perpetrator, Yozora was pulled into the office by Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"You guy..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked both angry and helpless, clenched her fist and shook it, but finally let go helplessly, sighed, closed the door of the office, and then seriously said.

"Why did you do this?"

Yozora's answer stunned Shizuka Hiratsuka.

"Because I wanted to."

You're quite honest. JPG

"Want to? Can you hurt other students just because you want to? Do you know how much this will bring..."

"Will it?"

Before Shizuka Hiratsuka could finish speaking, Yozora shrugged and interrupted.

"My image in school is already very bad."

"You're quite self-aware."

"The school can't possibly punish me either."

"What makes you so sure?"

"It's very simple."

Yozora sat down opposite Shizuka Hiratsuka and said lightly.

"At worst, I'll just transfer schools."

Hearing this, Shizuka Hiratsuka frowned slightly.

"Make sure you understand your situation. You have a criminal record for assault in middle school..."

Yozora interrupted her again.

"Compared to the genius achievement of being the top scorer in the province on the joint entrance exam, the criminal record for assault can be ignored. The value of me and the value of those ordinary male students, the school shouldn't be stupid enough to not even be able to tell the difference."

For a moment, Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't know how to respond.

"You... this really doesn't sound like something a high school student would say."

"That's how the world works. People with ability should enjoy special privileges. Otherwise, why would I take the top score on the Sakura Prefecture joint entrance exam? Isn't it for this?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka rolled her eyes helplessly, thinking, you little brat...

What you said is quite reasonable.