Advanced Nurturing High School.
The Chairman's Office.
Hanma Yujiro was currently sitting there with his legs crossed.
His wounds were almost completely healed. Even though they were fatal injuries, he only needed three days to recover fully. This was proof of the quality of the "Strongest Creature on Earth."
Yujiro had looked into the brat who tried to kill him, and as it turned out, he was at this school. Who would have thought that the brat was the son-in-law of an acquaintance.
Yujiro was formerly a graduate of Advanced Nurturing's second generation; because of that, he had to address Narumori as "Teacher." After all, back then, Narumori was the head of student affairs for Yujiro's class.
Therefore, even though Yujiro was a reckless person who could kill anyone at any time if his mood was bad, he still restrained himself in front of his former teacher. While it couldn't exactly be called respectful, his attitude was far better compared to when he faced others.
Yujiro went straight to the main point.
"Is there a brat named Akasaka Ryunosuke here at your place?"
Yujiro asked despite already knowing the answer, because he had investigated everything; Ryunosuke was here.
Narumori remained expressionless; he adjusted his glasses, which reflected a white light across his face.
"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand. Besides, why are you looking for him?"
Yujiro answered roughly, "Because that brat tried to kill me! I came to teach him a lesson, you won't stand in my way, right?"
Hearing that, the corner of Narumori's mouth twitched violently.
(What on earth has this boy been doing out there? How did he get involved with Hanma Yujiro, and even get suspected of trying to kill him?)
For the sake of Arisu's happiness, Narumori tried to persuade him one more time.
"Can we just consider this matter settled?"
"To be honest, he is my son-in-law."
Yujiro laughed—a laugh full of disdain.
"Don't think that just because he is your son-in-law I will let him go. Unless you chop off his head and place it before me, only then might I consider this matter settled."
Yujiro leaned back against the sofa in a relaxed position, clearly just playing with his opponent.
Seeing this, Narumori stopped persuading him. He pulled out his trump card and countered with a threat.
"Do you want me to call your father and tell him to come here? I don't believe your father can't control you."
Yujiro, who had been smirking sinisterly just moments ago, instantly froze rigid.
[Note: In this crossover world, Hanma Yuichiro has not passed away.]
Yujiro was deeply afraid of that man. Beads of sweat the size of peas began to emerge on his forehead.
He recalled the moment when he was turned into a "nunchaku" by his own father, swung back and forth like a "wedding dress" (Dress). His face instantly turned sour and full of misery; he said to Narumori:
"You old geezer, what's the point of bringing up my father if there's no business?"
Narumori saw that the purpose of his threat had been achieved, then said firmly, "As long as you dare to cause a commotion at my school, just wait until I contact your parent."
"I am sure that man will turn you into a nunchaku again and swing you back and forth."
"Tch! You old geezer, ever since I went to school here you have always threatened me using this method; because of that, my father beat me up countless times."
Yujiro clearly surrendered, but he had one condition.
"I must give that boy a bit of a lesson. For this matter, you have no right to forbid me, right?"
What Yujiro meant was: I won't kill him, but if it's just beating him up, that's fine, isn't it?
As for this, Narumori had no objection. That future son-in-law of his did indeed need to be disciplined a bit. Besides, why did he playfully try to kill Yujiro anyway?
Giving him a bit of a lesson was only natural.
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"Achooo!!" Outside the room, Ryunosuke, who was busy fishing, suddenly sneezed.
"Strange? Who is speaking ill of me?"
Ryunosuke was bewildered.
Today was Sunday, a rare holiday, and he was feeling very relaxed.
Ryunosuke attached bait to his hook, cast it back into the sea, and sat quietly on his fishing chair.
Ever since stepping down from the position of Student Council President, he had become more at leisure and no longer needed to be busy working here and there.
As for fighting toward Class A?
Ryunosuke felt no pressure at all. In reality, he didn't need to try anymore because he no longer had any point debts.
Within the four existing classes, most of them were his own people. Even if there were individuals who were disobedient, his wives would make them submit.
Simply because his wives were the class leaders.
Both Honami and Arisu held strong positions in their respective classes.
Even for Arisu, who had already relinquished her leader status, the influence of her words was no less than that of a class leader. At the very least, nearly half of the people in the class would still listen to her.
That was what Ryunosuke thought, yet the reality was not so.
Because Asuna possessed a dominance that was far too strong, causing Arisu's faction to defect one by one, until Arisu had almost no one left who could be used.
Ryunosuke currently had not realized just how terrifying Asuna's dominance was.
Because Arisu—who was an insider—did not talk about it. In truth, there was no need to talk about it either, because she indeed intended to let go of that leader position; having someone willing to take over that "hot potato" actually made her happy, so how could she possibly object?
Ryunosuke was enjoying his fishing at leisure when a familiar voice echoed from behind him.
"Yo! Found you at last, you brat!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Ryunosuke reflexively turned his head and saw a fist the size of a sandbag flying toward him.
Ryunosuke instinctively dodged. He was just about to curse—who dared to start punching in broad daylight like this?
The moment he saw the figure of the person, his eyes nearly popped out.
"Han- Han- Han- Han- Han- Hanma Yujiro!!"
Ryunosuke spoke with a stutter. He had not expected that man would actually come looking for him.
Yujiro tilted his head, displaying a terrifying grin.
"That Barrett armor-piercing bullet shot of yours... was incredibly accurate!"
Ryunosuke instantly fled as fast as his legs could carry him, not forgetting to snatch up his fishing gear, tackle box, and chair. He escaped with highly agile movements.
Don't play around—Yujiro had chased him all the way here; if he didn't run, he would die!
Ryunosuke right now felt like he just wanted to die. How did this person find him? Especially since he was wearing a mask at that time!
If only Ryunosuke knew that the man recognized him through the Yu-Gi-Oh! Tournament and successfully tracked him from there, he would certainly slap himself with all his might.
Why on earth did he playfully join a Yu-Gi-Oh! Tournament anyway?
Now it was all over for him, wasn't it?
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