Chapter 75 Victory

Victory

“Ouch! What!?”

Fujita, with his buttocks still on the ground, seems unable to hide his agitation.

It’s unclear if the pain has subsided, but he checks again and again the feel of his punched cheek as if caressing it.

(I-I did it!?)

Sou, the one who hit him, can’t believe it either. The sensation of the punch remains in his right fist, but he still can’t believe that he hit Fujita. He never thought that he could hit Fujita.

On the other hand, Manami can’t believe the scene in front of her either. Her eyes are wide open, and her mouth is half open.

“Ouch! Ouch! You! You did it!!”

As if electricity had flowed through him, Fujita stands up with vigor, shouts in anger, clenches his right fist, and runs at full speed toward Sou. He is completely pissed off. The proof of this is his bloodshot eyes.

“Amanecchi! Watch out!!!”

Manami, who was the first to notice Fujita’s actions, lets out a scream.

(Here we go. This is where it gets important.)

Fujita’s fear still remains. So he prepares for his attack.

Unaware of Sou’s mental state, Fujita approaches and quickly throws a straight right.

(…Huh?!)

But facing Fujita’s straight right, Sou was stunned to the core.

The punch wasn’t scary, and it wasn’t fast. For Sou, it was incredibly slow.

But if he was just stunned, he would have been hit by Fujita’s punch, so Sou came to his senses and easily dodged it.

“Huh?!”

Fujita can’t hide his surprise that his punch was dodged. His eyes are wide open.

“This! Take this!!!”

Fujita tries to punch Sou again and again as if he wants revenge. He looks desperate.

But things don’t go the way Fujita expects. Sou easily dodges his blows.

(Eh… Not only was I overly afraid of such a weak person, but my relationship with my best friend was cut off by this weak guy. What is this emptiness?)

His heart grew colder and colder. His fear of Fujita melted away in an instant.

“Damn! Why can’t I land a punch? I can’t believe I can’t punch such a weak guy. It is impossible. Impossible.”

He must be planning to finish him off with one punch. Fujita grits his teeth and throws a big straight right.

(Sigh. This is enough. Let’s finish this. I’m sorry Fujita. Oh, no. I forgot to move my body.)

Sou is surprised that he makes a careless mistake and gets hit by Fujita.

Fujita’s big straight right hits Sou’s left cheek.

“…”

But it didn’t hurt at all. He’s not surprised that it didn’t hurt.

“This is too weak. Isn’t this enough? Are you satisfied?”

Sou asks with a cold expression. Even with Fujita’s right fist piercing his left cheek, he still had the presence of mind to speak.

“Damn. For today… I’ll leave it at that. Next time it won’t be like this! Be prepared!!!”

Perhaps he sensed that he was no match for his opponent. To avoid a counterattack, Fujita quickly drew back his right fist, stepped back, and turned his back. Then, as if fleeing from Sou, he cut across Manami and left.

“Ha-ha-ha. Damn. Damn. I’ve been humiliated again.”

Fujita’s back became smaller and smaller in an instant. Sou and Manami followed Fujita’s back with their eyes until it disappeared. They followed Fujita’s pathetic, weak, and uncool back.