Chapter 454. Commander of Hell, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka (Part 2)
「Sword Saint Kureha trembled slightly. She was completely overwhelmed by Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's kingly, domineering aura—so much so that even though she knew exactly what was about to happen next, she had no intention of stopping him.」
「Because she was captivated… such spirit, such majesty. How could she possibly not like a man like this?」
「…Under the cover of night, the Ice Wolf demi-humans nearby tactfully distanced themselves, turning a blind eye to Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's actions. This was their form of awe and respect for their King.」
「"Heh, I actually have another name. You should call me Hikigaya Hachiman."」
「"I understand, Lord Hachiman!"」
「Ayanokouji Kiyotaka finally revealed a smile—not a performed one, but one from the bottom of his heart. He laughed out loud. In this other world so far, this was the only thing that could grant him infinite joy!」
"Again!?"
"God damn it, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, what the hell is he playing at? Why won't he just be a proper powerhouse and strategist? Does he just enjoy being a total perverted fanboy!?"
In Advanced Nurturing High School, Ryuen Kakeru spat out all the alcohol he was drinking. One second ago, he had been shaken by Ayanokouji's grand blueprint and felt like lamenting how he was indeed vastly inferior to such a genius.
Yet the very next second, Ayanokouji himself had shattered his own prestige into pieces, thrown it into the trash, and dumped it all out.
Sakayanagi Arisu also had a sour expression, finding the Ayanokouji in this state beyond words.
"He wasn't like this back in the White Room... Is it possible that after being 'developed' by the Hero of the Cannon, he awakened some incredibly bizarre unique fetish?"
Compared to the expressionless, ruthless, man-of-few-words, and emotionlessly cool Ayanokouji Kiyotaka in the White Room during their childhood, Sakayanagi felt they were practically two different people.
Horikita Manabu also let out a sigh.
"I hope outsiders don't get the misunderstanding that Advanced Nurturing High School is just a den of perverted fanboys."
If that happened, Horikita Manabu's lifelong purity and reputation would vanish into thin air. Such terrifying rumors were something even he could not endure.
These few individuals were on the verge of a breakdown. One had to realize that the weirder Ayanokouji's image became, the more it would reflect poorly on them—the ones he had defeated.
"Actually—"
Hirata and Horikita Suzune were just about to step forward to explain to them that Ayanokouji had actually become this crazed step-by-step while watching Hikigaya Hachiman's journey in the other world.
But before the two could explain, a violent gust of wind swept past. Accompanying this gale was a somber voice that sounded as if it came from hell: "Where. Is. Ayanokouji. Kiyotaka?"
Every teacher and student in the school shuddered, their skin crawling with goosebumps.
Ryuen, Sakayanagi, Horikita Manabu, and Katsuragi usually had the heart to challenge the strong, but right now, facing a Ram radiating murderous intent, they didn't want to say a single unnecessary word. They immediately and in unison pointed in the direction where Ayanokouji had fled.
…Are you kidding? Challenging the strong should wait until they've grown up; what's the point in fighting now!
If it were anyone else, even someone with a bad temper like Priscilla, they might just leave you heavily injured. But this person was Ram! One of the two most likely to actually kill you.
Furthermore, her mood was clearly at its absolute worst. If they mouthed off, they might lose their heads.
Whoosh!
Ram came fast and left fast, chasing after Ayanokouji.
Ryuen stared at her back, the phrase "I could take his place" popping into his mind. "The wheel of fortune turns; thirty years east, thirty years west"—he, Ryuen Kakeru, would definitely have a day when he became such a powerhouse.
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"Oh…"
In the Classic Literature Club, the quiet yet lively young lady Chitanda Eru was blushing furiously. She occasionally stole a glance at the video screen out of the corner of her eye and then immediately looked away. This "peeping" made her heart race with nervousness.
But in reality, she wasn't watching the mating act; she was just looking at Ayanokouji's behavior and felt somewhat worried.
Holding a book to hide his own inner turmoil, Oreki Houtarou suddenly felt someone tugging at his sleeve.
It was Chitanda Eru.
Oreki, whose own desires had been slightly stirred by Kureha's scene, didn't want to stoke the fire further. Thus, imitating Hikigaya Hachiman, he asked without looking at Chitanda: "Hmm? What is it?"
The worried Chitanda Eru didn't notice his well-intentioned efforts. She stood on her tiptoes, leaned her upper body forward, got close, and whispered into Oreki Houtarou's ear:
"Oreki-san, you and Fukube-san are usually so close, but you can't be like that, okay? You can't, right… I mean, Oreki-san wouldn't do something like that, right?"
His fingers loosened, and his book dropped onto the table. Oreki Houtarou looked at the daughter of the local landlord family in stunned disbelief. He was a bit displeased and said bluntly: "No matter what, my sexual orientation will never be abnormal!"
"Phew… I thought so. That's good then, Oreki-san."
Having received a definite guarantee, Chitanda Eru breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she patted her chest.
It was only then that the somewhat airheaded Chitanda realized that, given the "mood" provided by Kureha, she and Oreki were so close together that she actually…
Was, well, a little bit shy.
"Uuu…!?"
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