Early the next morning, after Kiana had completely raided the bread in the refrigerator, she bounced off happily to Senba Academy to register.
According to her, this was her first time attending Senba Academy, so there would probably be a lot of troublesome procedures, and she needed to go early.
With no other choice since Kiana had emptied the refrigerator and Shun didn't feel like cooking he had to go downstairs alone to get something to eat.
"It seems one double-door refrigerator at home is completely not enough. Kiana can finish everything in less than a day…" While calculating, Shun wondered whether he should bring back a few more refrigerators.
After all, raising a Kaslana even if the house had a warehouse, she might still eat it all. So how did Siegfried manage to find so much food in that snowy wilderness of Siberia to feed two Kaslanas?
Shun couldn't help but feel a little respect for Siegfried, whom he hadn't met yet. It seemed that in those first few years, you weren't just drinking every day.
You were much better than a certain rat who lost his wife and had to be supported by his own son. At least after losing your wife and daughter, you could still treat Kiana who was essentially half the murderer normally and raise her quite well.
Although baking pizza with Judgment of Shamash was a bit awkward, it was clear that even toward Kiana, who had not yet gained recognition, Siegfried had given his true heart.
As expected of the knight spirit passed down through generations of the Kaslana family. Even someone as unreliable as Siegfried had inherited it properly.
While thinking about these things, Shun walked along the road. Without paying attention, he collided head-on with a black long straight-haired girl in thick black JK uniform coming from the opposite direction.
"Gomen nasai!" Although she almost fell to the ground from the impact, the JK girl still bowed to Shun, as if it was her fault for bumping into him.
Sure enough, Shun still couldn't understand the strange logic of Japanese people. Since the other party had already apologized, he didn't need to do anything extra. He simply said "It's fine" and continued on his way.
However, before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the uniform on the other party. It looked like she was also from Senba Academy…
Asakura Miyuki walked alone on the way to school. Having no friends, she couldn't find anyone to accompany her to school.
She had just accidentally bumped into someone. How unlucky… Even though she had transferred to Senba Academy, it felt like nothing had changed…
No, maybe there was a tiny bit of change. At least, they hadn't come looking for her anymore…
Asakura Miyuki turned her head and glanced at Shun, whom she had just collided with. If that kind of thing hadn't happened, bumping into a guy like him might have made her shyly ask for his contact information. But now…
For her current self, just escaping from them was enough. The moth in the darkness no longer had the qualifications to chase after light.
Asakura Miyuki turned her head away, no longer looking at Shun who was gradually disappearing from her sight, and quickened her steps. The earlier she arrived at school, the less likely it would be for someone to sit in her seat and her not daring to ask them to leave.
But reality might never go as she wished. The girl named Asakura Miyuki had long since fallen deep into the quagmire.
Several shadows drove her toward a small alley. The girl struggled, but unfortunately she was not a Valkyrie. Under the restraint of several young men, her resistance was completely useless.
"Bitch, did you think transferring to an all-girls school would help? Did you think you could escape?" A delinquent youth with dyed yellow hair roughly pushed Asakura Miyuki. The girl was slammed against the wall and let out a pained cry.
"Before I get tired of playing with you, you can't escape. Just obediently be a proper doll!"
Of course, what the man said was a lie. If they got tired of her, they would most likely force Asakura Miyuki to go out and sell herself to earn money for them to squander. As for what happened to Asakura Miyuki's life? That was irrelevant.
The men began tearing at her clothes. Asakura Miyuki was powerless. She tilted her head and stared blankly at the sky.
"Who… who… who can come save me…"
It was like this again. No matter where she escaped to, it was useless. No matter how many times she transferred schools, they would always find her.
Long before transferring to Senba Academy, she had already fallen deep into a nightmare. She had long been in hell.
Looks like I have to meddle again. Shun had only glanced back because he found the JK girl he had bumped into somewhat familiar, so he paid a little more attention. He hadn't expected to encounter something like this.
Although he wasn't some saint after all, he had remained indifferent even knowing the people of Nagazora City would be treated as sacrifices by Cocolia he couldn't pretend not to see such evil happening right under his nose.
Was this the so-called principle of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen"? Just like how he had advised the landlord to leave Nagazora City yesterday.
"One… two… three… three bastards." Shun arrived at the entrance of the alley and loudly declared without any hesitation.
The loud noise naturally attracted the attention of the three bastards who were about to assault Asakura Miyuki.
A skinny guy, a fat guy, and a yellow-haired guy a perfect trio of small fries.
"Hey! You pretty boy, what are you mumbling about over there!" The skinny guy took out a switchblade and tried to threaten Shun.
If it were a normal Japanese person, they would probably feel it was troublesome and leave at this point. The kinder ones might choose to call the police. But Shun was not normal.
"Oh? Coming at me head-on? Instead of choosing to run, you actively approach me?" The skinny guy holding the switchblade acted like a proper small-fry villain, showing no fear as he watched Shun approach.
"Retard." Shun walked up and threw a simple straight punch. The skinny guy didn't even have time to make any defensive move before the punch solidly hit his head. The skinny guy's head instantly exploded like a ripe watermelon, blood and brains splattering everywhere.
Since they were going to die anyway, it was better for Shun to kill them first and save them from living a few more months as scum.
"You… you killed someone!" The fat guy who had been watching the show was so scared by Shun's punch that he nearly wet himself.
But immediately after, Shun gave him the same ending as the skinny guy. Another head exploded like a watermelon. You had to admit, smashing heads like this was quite stress-relieving.
With two underlings having their heads smashed right in front of him, the yellow-haired guy completely forgot about Asakura Miyuki, whose clothes were already half torn off.
In a panic, he pulled out a handgun from his pocket with trembling hands and pointed it shakily at Shun.
"You monster, don't come any closer! If you come closer, I'll shoot!"
It had to be said was he really the boss of these delinquents? In a country like Japan with such strict gun control, he could still get his hands on a gun?
"Bang bang bang bang…" Six consecutive gunshots rang out from the alley. In his panic, the yellow-haired guy had chosen to fire.
However, it was completely useless. Shun lowered his raised hand, and six shiny bullet heads fell to the ground one after another, making crisp sounds.
"Monster… monster!" The yellow-haired guy frantically threw away the gun and tried to run.
"Bang!" A gunshot came from behind him. A large hole appeared in the yellow-haired guy's forehead, and his entire body collapsed to the ground like a puppet whose spring had broken.
"Idiot, this is how you use a gun!" Shun spun the gun in a flourish and casually tossed it into Cosmic Juggernaut.
Asakura Miyuki stared blankly at the scene. She hadn't even realized what had happened before everything was already over.
The people who had shattered her life into pieces were just… dead like that?
"Are you okay?" A gentle male voice pulled her back to consciousness. A hand reached out toward her as she lay on the ground.
At that moment, a beam of light shone into the dark alley. She saw the two headless male corpses not far from her, and the yellow-haired guy lying in the distance like a dead dog.
She could hardly believe it was real.
She slowly raised her head.
And then, Asakura Miyuki saw the light.