Chapter 13

Meanwhile, Kimura sat in the infirmary rubbing his abdomen and replaying his interaction with Fujiwara in his head multiple times. What did I do wrong… he felt his abdomen get better as he heard a Click! Swoosh! From the infirmary front door. Shhhk! The curtain was pushed aside as Kimura looked at Kaneko and her group once more.

"What?"

"Where's Ayame…?"

"How should I know?"

"Yun told us that she came to the infirmary, so where is she."

He snickered a bit from how outrageous it sounded, Kaneko's eye twitched as she grabbed his shirt, her eyes glowing purple. "Quit fucking around with me! Where is she!" she commanded, the sparks beginning to show out once again, However, Kimura sighed as he looked at her dead in the eyes, replying, "I don't know. Get your hands off me or I'll force you to.".

The same overpowering feeling was radiating from Kimura once again as he kept his glare at Kaneko. It's…It's the same feeling from the first time I met him…What's making this… her hand began trembling as they her tough outer shell was easily shattered, what's making this feeling…that…I would lose…no matter how hard I try… She slowly let go of his shirt, her hand trembling from fear.

"Alright, enough of this!"

"Wait!"

Her red-haired friend threw a punch at Kimura as he caught her fist, her other friend throwing a kick at his chest, successfully landing on his chest but visibly doing nothing. Both seemed confused and surprised as their mana abilities were activated. He sighs, letting out heavy air as he got out from the bed, slinging her friend straight through a wall.

"Yuki!"

Her white-haired friend rushed over to Yuta, checking up on her as Yuki was out cold. Kimura swayed his hand a bit, warming it up as her white-haired friend stood up, manifesting white daggers in her hands as she also formed a suit of armor around her. Kaneko just stood there in shock as her body froze up with fear in Kimura's presence. 

Kimura walked out of the hole, seemingly unfazed. Manifesting a suit of armor and daggers? That's surely a unique ability indeed… Kimura stood in one spot as the white-haired girl rushed at him, full sprinting towards Kimura. Kimura's right eye glows ink black as his right arm cools to freezing temperatures, forming ice around it.

"HRRAAAHH!!!"

She cried out as Kimura swiped his arm towards the white-haired girl, sending a wave of icicles charging at her. DOOSH! BAM!! KSSSH!! The Ice spreads around as he hears the heavy and rushing footsteps of the girl. THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP!!! Without a second to react, Kimura was stabbed in his abdomen and his left shoulder as the girl slammed him through the inner wall of the infirmary, launching them out towards the front. That armor's durable, it'll be handy then! He reached out with his right arm and tried to grab her arm, but it was still covered.

They crashed into the ground, The White-Haired girl getting out of the small crater as the armor seemingly deconstructed itself. She huffed heavily as she held both daggers in her hands, now tipped with blood. She took some time to get her breath as she sighed in relief, suddenly hearing him get up from it. "Thanks…for the armor…" he chuckled as his hand bloody as well.

She seemed confused as the ice on his right arm was gone, now he began to construct armor for himself as he chuckled, having brass knuckles instead of her daggers. How the hell are you able to replicate MY suit! She grew even more furious as she manifested her suit, rushing at him. She slashed one of the daggers at him as Kimura swiftly dodged out of the way, slamming a punch to her chest.

This made her stumble back as Kimura wasted no time in throwing left jabs, hooks, and occasionally a kick or two, not letting up on his lead. The girl had no choice but to defend, blocking direct face punches as she endured each kick he threw. If He keeps this up… Kimura then landed a heavy right hook against her face, shattering the helmet as he followed up with a heavy left hook.

He looked at her as she was exhausted, her armor dissolving and her daggers dissolving into nothingness. Kimura dissolved his armor and brass knuckles as he walked past her, she was utterly defeated by her own ability. Kimura walked as he held his left shoulder and his abdomen again, feeling the stab wounds this time. Agh…fuck…Damn Adrenaline… the rush left his body as he powered on back to the infirmary room once more.

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After six hours, Kimura was back to health as he had to repair two sets of walls this time. Kimura walked over to the dorms tired as he entered his room, seeing that Yamada was sleeping early. He sighed as he threw his phone onto his bed and headed into the bathroom. He began showering as he took his shower time to reflect.

I shouldn't keep fighting…If I keep fighting, they'll suspect me of the incident…I can't go back…

He sighed as he finished showering after ten minutes. Kimura walked out as he rubbed his hair with his towel, changed out of his bloody school uniform. VRRRT!! VRRRRT!! VRRRRT!! His phone was vibrating as he looked down at his phone, seeing it was a call from "Idiot No.2".

"What is it."

"Dad wants you back home…It's about mom…"

"Is he still going on about mom's disappearance? When is that old man going to learn that she's gone!"

"No…I mean—" Suddenly the sound of something being taken was heard.

"Aki?!?"

A feminine voice was now on the other side of the line.

"That's no way to say hello to your older sister…"

"Keiko…"

He gripped the phone as she told him over the phone, "How about my little brother comes home for a…Intervention?" he heard a female laugh on the other side as Kimura replied, "Go fuck yourself Keiko…You should have been left for dead after what you did!!!" as he hangs up immediately afterwards.

He lowers his phone from his ear as he death grips his phone, clenching his hand into a fist with his other hand. Why…Why did you come home shitty sister…