Steel Pipes

After teasing the silly Tsukimi, Sasaki Fuyumi carried out the mission of sending her home.

Since he had asked for her address when they left the school, he had a general idea of where her house was located.

Thus, following the playful interaction, Tsukimi, with her head dizzy from embarrassment, obediently followed by his side, just like a newlywed bride.

But while walking, Sasaki, who was standing beside him, suddenly stopped, and her hand was held.

Before she could react, she heard him say: "You've been following for so long now. If you don't show yourself, you'll miss your chance."

Before she could look at Sasaki in surprise, a frivolous sneer sounded from behind them.

"So you kid knows this, and you dare to run here even if you know it. You are really stupid and bold."

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Tsukimi looked up to find themselves in an alley, blocked by a wall cluttered with debris at the front.

Sasaki, who was beside her, turned around at some point and looked at the position behind her with a straight face.

Turning around, the girl looked at the entrance of the alley.

There were eight or nine people standing with dyed yellow hair and earrings.

Their faces could not be seen clearly, but dressed in school uniforms and carrying black backpacks, they looked somewhat intimidating as she hid behind Sasaki.

The first time she saw these guys with unkind voices, she thought they were the ones Kirishima called over.

As she was about to apologize to Sasaki, he handed her his backpack and the snacks he was holding, his face showing concern but calm, reassuring the frightened yet composed Tsukimi.

Gently pinching her soft little face, he looked at her with a soft and gentle tone. "Chifuyu just stand here and it'll be fine."

"Um."

It seemed to be because she had seen Sasaki's martial arts, and also seemed to be because of the calmness of his tone.

So Chifuyu Tsukimi, who had a little nervousness in her heart, just hugged the schoolbag and snacks in her arms tightly, stood there obediently, and nodded.

And the boy's indifferent and arrogant attitude was like stepping on Takaya Anjou's sore foot.

What a bastard like him hated and resented most was that others didn't give him face.

He was used to being arrogant and domineering outside and in school, supported by a somewhat influential family background, the yellow hair expected deference from everyone.

He was pinched today, and it was very humiliating for him to kneel down to a girl.

But it was okay.

Not many people saw it and bowing down was an act of a wise man recognizing the situation.

But this time he asked so many people to block him. Why did he dare to ignore him? Why did he dare to ignore what he said in front of so many people.

Thinking of this morning's humiliation and current contempt, Takaya Anjou laughed angrily.

With red eyes, he pulled out a hollow steel pipe as short as an arm's length from his black schoolbag.

"You little brat, today I'll make sure you kneel and beg for mercy, then watch as I..."

Before the yellow hair could say anything, Sasaki, who had his back turned to him, vanished from his sight in an instant.

Just when doubts arose in his mind, a towering figure that required him to look up suddenly appeared in front of him.

A strange scream came out of his mouth subconsciously.

Before Takaya Anjou could raise the steel pipe in his hand, it was roughly snatched away by the figure.

Then, the iron-grey steel pipe rapidly enlarged in his vision.

In his trembling pupils, the hard and cold steel pipe kissed the bridge of his nose and cheeks.

Bang—

Contrary to the soft and thrilling sensation of being kissed by a girl, at this moment, Anjou Takaya felt as though his head had been thrown into a washing machine, losing all sense of direction the moment the pipe kissed him.

Colorful circles appeared before his eyes at the same time, accompanied by a strong taste of blood in his mouth.

His nose was overwhelmed by an unbearable sour and spicy sensation, all while experiencing a piercing pain that seemed to penetrate his skull.

Looking at the yellow hair, with his face twisted in agony, lying on the ground struggling...

Although the few people who came with him didn't know how the guy in front of them knocked Anjou to the ground.

But the passion from above, the advantage of large numbers of people, and the steel pipe in their hands made them not afraid.

And the outcome was naturally obvious.

In less than ten seconds, each person received a blow from the steel pipe and fell to the ground, unable to even cry out.

Clang—

Dropping the steel pipe stained red with blood in his hand, Sasaki had not yet turned around when two thick, soft masses pressed against his back.

Feeling the warmth on his back like a warm treasure, and the soft, bouncy fullness like water balloons.

And those pair of arms around his waist, soft and tender as lotus roots, the boy chuckled softly, to prove that he had not lost himself to rage.

Then he reached out and pinched the back of idiot Chifuyu's fleshy hand.

"Scared?"

"Mm~"

A gentle, soft, and tremulous response came from behind.

Sasaki turned around in Tsukimi's embrace, took her into his arms from the front, and gently stroked her silky long hair.

"Will..."

"I'm sorry~"

Sasaki, who was about to say 'Do you think I'm too violent?', had only spoken one word before he was interrupted by the vague, soft voice that came from within his embrace.

Not understanding why she was apologizing, he leaned slightly forward, pressing his cheek against Tsukimi's somewhat cool, soft face, and softly asked back.

"What?"

"I'm sorry...it's all because of me, that's why..."

With her round little chin resting on Sasaki's broad shoulders, Chifuyu Tsukimi's words were much clearer, but they were still a little choppy because of the uneasiness and tension in her heart.

Even so, he understood what she meant.

Obviously misunderstood that these people were sent by Kirishima to teach him a lesson.

After all, she didn't know about the conflict he had with Takaya Anjou this morning.

However, he had no intention of explaining.

It was rare that both parties could hug each other with peace of mind, and Sasaki, not wanting to spoil the moment, would not mention another girl's name.

What's more...it's soft and warm, just like a hot water balloon, but incredibly smooth.

One won't get tired of it even if they hold it all the time.

Moreover, Tsukimi's waist was extremely slender, and the possessive feeling of tightening his waist and holding her in his arms made him extremely fascinated.

Rubbing her soft and delicate face, Sasaki soothed the tension in her heart.

"It's okay, we're good friends, your matters are my matters, I wouldn't find you troublesome. It's fine as long as you don't find me too violent~"

His comforting words, gentle as a flame, caused the girl's originally pale earlobes to gradually warm up and boil.

In just a moment, those delicate, jade-like little ears turned a rosy red.

Although he wanted to put it in his mouth and bite it lightly, Sasaki, who knew that this behavior might irritate Tsukimi, could only think about it for a moment.

Unaware of his covetous thoughts towards her ears.

Hearing those words that were infinitely close to a confession but completely different from each other, Chifuyu Tsukimi suddenly widened her round eyes like a frightened cat.

Her delicate and pretty face also rapidly reddened amid the heart-thumping 'thump thump' beats.

If the words were slightly changed, it would have been the confession she had long dreamed of.

Although what Takagi said at the time, "I like you, please go out with me," was also very touching.

but...

Dispelling the memories in her mind, Tsukimi, who was hugged into his arms, pursed her dry lips and shook her head slightly in response to Sasaki's affectionate rubbing.

At the same time, the little hands clinging to his back and the arms hugging him became stronger and stronger.

"How could it be, Fuyumi, Fuyumi was very handsome just now~ He is not violent."

Thinking back to the boy's unparalleled strength and figure just now, she felt admiration and joy in her heart, but at the same time, she also felt an inexplicable sadness and regret.

Sensing this emotion, the girl, not wanting, daring, or willing to explore the source of this feeling, could only hug him even tighter.

'Just a little longer... it will be okay...'

Feeling the girl's increasingly strong actions.

Knowing he might have touched a nerve, Sasaki didn't say anything but hugged her even tighter.

Now, actions speak louder than words.

But good times must come to an end.

When neither party wants to let go, some outsiders will naturally come to disturb them.

"This is the place, I saw seven or eight, or maybe eight or nine students who looked like delinquents enter this alley."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive, positive."

.......

Hearing the conversation outside the alley, Sasaki Fuyumi was the first to react.

After whispering to Tsukimi about the approaching people, he hugged her and climbed over the wall.

This was the confidence Sasaki had to confront them directly with her.

Although he knew ordinary people were very fragile in front of him and he was not afraid at all, having a delicate girl with him, it was always best to have a backup plan to avoid capsizing the boat.

Naturally, this backup plan was the wall behind them.

After all, having spent several years studying in this area, even though he wasn't familiar with every street and alley, he knew which ways were passable.

Moreover, the wall was of a suitable height that even ordinary people could climb over with some effort, let alone Sasaki, whose physical abilities were enhanced beyond human levels.

This was also the reason why he deliberately ran to a crowded place after he found out they were following him after leaving school.

In any case, they were just some school gangsters, and they would not dare to beat people in the street.

But in order to prevent them from following him to Tsukimi's home, after arriving here, he didn't want to wait any longer.

However, those guys, even with weapons, turned out to be much weaker than he had imagined.

Not to mention their slow movements, their strength was also feeble.

Sasaki even felt that even if they hit him with a steel pipe, he might not feel anything.

Step—

After crossing the wall and landing on the ground, Sasaki held Tsukimi Chifuyu in a princess carry, while she held her backpack and some snacks.

Before putting the girl down, his hand that was pressing on her skirt tightened unconsciously as he felt the soft softness of the feathers coming from his fingertips through the hem of her skirt.

After making the move, he felt that this behavior was a bit over the line.

But since he jumped down while holding her in his arms, this small movement could easily be covered up.

But in order to divert the attention of the idiot Tsukimi and have her overlook his action, Sasaki rolled his eyes and said a more explicit compliment.

"Not only is Tsukimi so cute, but she also has such a good figure and is so light~"

After saying that, Sasaki nodded affirmatively without showing any change in expression.

Originally, it was because of Sasaki's sudden movement that she subconsciously tensed up the big moon.

Chifuyu Tsukimi, who wanted to turn her head to look at his expression, suddenly heard such a straightforward compliment, and her eyes widened in embarrassment.

She covered her mouth with her hand and responded in a low voice with wandering eyes.

"Um, thank, thank you."

Although they had hugged each other, the time they got together was still short, and Sasaki's direct praise still made her feel shy.

Because of this, she instantly forgot about his fleeting movements.

Compared to the seemingly unintentional contact, such face-to-face compliments made her feel even more shy.

And Sasaki also likes her temperament of being shy easily and being submissive even if she is taken advantage of.

This kind of stupid girl who won't refuse is exactly the kind of girl that men like best, and therefore it is easier for them to meet some scum.

'Speaking of which, Sister Koharu and Tsukimi seem to be very similar, they are both equally dull.'

But judging from his feelings, Sister Koharu is even more naive.

Sighing to himself, Sasaki took the things in her hand, glanced at the picturesque evening sky outside the alley, and nodded towards the still bashful Tsukimi.

"Let's go."

"Mm~"

Actually, her home was not too far from the school.

By foot, with a brisk walk, it would have taken about ten minutes to get home.

But since leaving the school, neither of them was in a hurry, chatting and laughing along the way, plus shopping and teaching some scum a lesson, so by the time Sasaki dropped Tsukimi off at her home, it was already 5:30 PM.

Since it was still early, Sasaki, with his backpack, decided to check out the convenience store Haruno Ayato told him about.

These two places were very close to each other and were on the way home, so it didn't hurt to go there.

As for the snacks he bought before, he had already given them to Tsukimi.

After all, he originally bought it for her just to know what she liked to eat, so he naturally had no intention of taking it home.

As for the excuses for her to accept... there were too many.

A meeting gift or 'celebrating our friendship,' among others.

Of course, he gave a greeting gift, and Chifuyu Tsukimi had to give a gift in return, whether it was out of politeness or something else.

But Sasaki didn't care.

The gift in return was nothing more than some snacks that girls love to eat.

Just accept it when the time comes.

Walking on the road, he thought so in my heart.

Sasaki, carrying his schoolbag, glanced sideways at the yellow hair walking by and suddenly thought of Kirishima who was admitted to the hospital by him.

Judging by the time, he should still be undergoing surgery.

…...

In the surgical room of Tsubaki's Medical Center,

Kirishima felt like she had had a long nightmare. In the dream, a demon with a ferocious face and a slender body looked down at her with eyes full of murderous intent, and she could only lie on the cold ground, feeling the passage of life.

"Ahem..."

Opening his confused eyes, Kirishima woke up and squinted slightly in discomfort due to the pale light of the sterile room.

An almost transparent breathing mask clung to her mouth, and the faint, pungent scent of medicinal liquid with each inhale and exhale prompted her to instinctively shake her head.

Not only was this thing uncomfortable, but it also made her feel stifled.

At the same time, she also knew where she was.

The surrounding environment looked like an operating room.

'But why can't I move my hands and feet?'

Feeling the restraint on her hands, feet, and body, the no-more boy struggled to turn her neck.

Sure enough, in her line of sight were yellowish straps binding her hands and feet.

Before she could figure out why she was bound, a cold, emotionless voice echoed beside her.

"you're awake?"

Kirishima looked sideways and saw a woman standing next to the instrument not far away, with her hands folded on her chest and wearing a white coat, but the clothes underneath were relatively revealing.

This woman who looked like a doctor had an extremely hot figure.

Although her face was ordinary, she could be regarded as top-notch.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't mind exchanging a few flirtatious words, but the current situation was clearly inappropriate.

Moreover, the female doctor's gaze made her extremely uncomfortable.

The indifferent gaze did not look like she was looking at a person, but like she was looking at an object, an experiment.

As if to confirm her thoughts, the female doctor spoke again.

"You are recovering well, Ms. Kirishima, but there will be a period of observation and care ahead. Please cooperate."

Upon hearing the strange address, Kirishima wanted to yell at her, 'Are you blind? Can't you see my python-like brother over there?'

But her non-joking tone made her feel a little panicked.

Tugging at the corners of her mouth, Kirishima forced an awkward smile.

"Doctor, you got the name wrong."

"No, I didn't."

Tap, tap...

Moving her long legs wearing high heels, Fujitsubaki walked behind her, unhooked the breathing mask, raised the operating table vertically, and let Kirishima get to know him..herself again.

Looking into a clear and smooth full-length mirror, Kirishima saw a woman with golden ear-length hair, ear piercings, a beautiful face, and a fit, healthy body bound to the surgical table.

The girl's skin was a healthy wheatish color.

Looking at the reflection of the person in thin clothing with a well-endowed chest, thighs, long legs, wide hips, and a face somewhat resembling hers, like a twin sibling, an ugly smile tugged at the corner of Kirishima's lips.

At the same time, the figure in the mirror also showed a stiff and ugly smile.

Noticing this phenomenon, Kirishima, who couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it, began to struggle violently.

"No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible, how could I, how could this be possible..."

But before she could finish her words, Fuji Tsubaki, who had been prepared, gave her an anesthesia injection.

Looking at the experiment now in a deep slumber, she reached into the pocket of her white coat, took out a phone, and dialed the number labeled 'Sasaki.'