40 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."