Service Club? Just like you guys, you want to step into the whirlpool of the band?

"I'll do it to you whether you're sick or not!"

Ichinose Asaba's answer was still concise.

On the other side, Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned by the madness of the two people. She just stood there, not daring to intervene or run away.

If she intervened, she was afraid that she would hold the boy back, and if she ran away...this kind of thing was not an option for her at all.

After all, the other party came here specifically to save her, and was even stabbed. How could she possibly run away after such a situation?

So, she could only stand aside, recovering her strength while always looking for opportunities to help.

However, half a day passed, and apart from seeing the two men fighting more and more vigorously, she really couldn't help in any way.

But the good news is that with the advantage of the weight and length of the guitar, the boy in the unknown school uniform has gradually gained the upper hand and successfully forced Yamada Ryosuke into a corner.

After seeing this scene, her originally nervous heart gradually calmed down, but she did not completely relax.

Thinking that even if she couldn't help for the time being, she at least couldn't stay too far away from the other person. Otherwise, if an emergency occurred, it would be too late even if she wanted to help. So, Yukinoshita Yukino bravely prepared to take two steps forward.

However, just as she took a step, the boy who had been fighting fiercely spoke again, "Didn't I tell you to stay away or leave?! What are you still standing there for?!"

With a hint of disappointment.

"I...I can't leave."

While Yukinoshita Yukino was speaking, she saw Ichinose Asaba swinging her guitar and hitting Yamada Ryosuke's arm hard again.

Although this blow failed to knock the fruit knife out of Yamada Ryosuke's hand, it still made him take two steps back in pain, holding his arm.

Then he spat.

Taking this opportunity, Ichinose Asaba also took two deep breaths. Without daring to look back or move forward, he said, "If you can't leave, then stay away."

The reason he didn't go forward wasn't because he had calmed down, but because... the guitar in his hand was really about to fall apart.

It had been hit against the wall several times before, and not only had all the strings broken, but even the neck was about to crack from the side. If he hadn't been holding it tightly, it might have broken in two with a few more strong hits.

Another most important reason is that his feet can no longer support him. If he takes off his shoes now, you can still see a lot of bruises.

In other words, he couldn't hold on for much longer, and the reason he pretended to be strong was just to scare the other party.

Fortunately, his move was quite effective. The opponent was obviously running out of strength, so he kept wandering around in the same place. Even his right arm had drooped down, and he switched to holding the knife with his left hand.

Looking at this guitar that had accompanied him for many years, a trace of reluctance flashed through Asaba Ichinose's heart, but if he were given another chance to choose, he would still do the same.

After all, saving lives is not something that can be measured by a guitar.

"Actually, you're almost dying, aren't you? Your legs seem to be shaking."

It has to be said that Yamada Ryosuke was very perceptive. He quickly noticed the abnormality of Ichinose Asaba and shouted with a grin.

"Same here, your mouth is much tougher than your arm. Is it broken or dislocated? It doesn't feel...good."

In this regard, Asaba Ichinose was not at a disadvantage, so she quickly responded.

"Give me back my bag, and I'll let you two go now."

For a moment, Yamada Ryosuke's face turned as painful as a pig's liver because his sore spot was touched.

Indeed, his right arm had just been broken, and that was why the bag he had just grabbed was snatched away by Ichinose Asaba.

"Why? With that broken knife of yours?" Ichinose Asaba's hands trembled slightly, and he kept giving himself courage. "I called the police when I came here just now, otherwise..."

"careful!"

Just as he was speaking, the voice of Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly came from a distance.

It turned out that Yamada Ryosuke wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but was discovered by her.

"If you don't hand over the bag, then you can't leave!"

With a clang, Yamada Ryosuke's knife hit the fingerboard, making a dull sound.

Ichinose Asaba was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. Perhaps he had underestimated these desperadoes.

After all, if the other party hadn't reminded him, he really wouldn't have reacted.

Crunch...Crunch

Just as he felt the fingerboard cracking, suddenly, a figure flashed past him.

!!!

It was Yukinoshita Yukino. She finally found an opportunity and, under the surprised gaze of Ichinose Asaba, she raised the umbrella in her hand and hit Yamada Ryosuke who was trying to draw his sword.

Swish!

The tip of the umbrella hit Yamada Ryosuke's neck accurately, blocking the blood circulation for a moment, causing him to stagger back two steps after pulling out the knife, his mind a little unclear.

"Throw the bag out!"

Then she yelled.

"The stuff in there"

But Ichinose Asaba really didn't want to let the other party get away with it.

"He's already taken the cash, hurry!"

Yukinoshita Yukino's face was pale, and her messy hair was even stuck to her face, blocking part of her vision.

"If you want it, go pick it up yourself!"

Seeing that the owner of the bag said so, Ichinose Asaba no longer hesitated and threw the bag forward with all his strength. While Yamada Ryosuke reacted and wanted to pick it up, he endured the pain, pulled Yukinoshita Yukino's hand and ran backwards.

You can’t hit him anymore. If you hit him again, he’ll really die here today.

While running away, Ichinose Asaba deliberately looked back to see if Yamada Ryosuke was catching up with him. Fortunately, the other party did not dare to move forward after chasing him for two steps and could only stand there and roar helplessly.

As for why, it was because when he threw the bag out just now, he quickly took out the two bank cards inside, and the keys to the motorcycle in the middle of the road were also thrown into the sewer.

I guess that person was just feeling helpless and furious.

But even so, he did not take it lightly. Instead, he pulled the girl behind him out of the path and ran towards the commercial area next to it.

After all, there are many people there and it is the safest place.

But before that, he still had one thing to do.

"This...you put it on first."

Although the girl was not completely wet, the large stain on her coat and her wet hair were too much for him to bear to look at.

However, just as he took off his uniform and was about to hand it over, some...not-so-good images flashed through his mind.

For a moment, he just felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Will his kindness be so cheap this time?

Rejection like in the practice room just now? Or... acceptance?

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Chapter 127: Welfare Back! / Short-lived Warmth! (5100)

"Thank you"

It was not until Yukinoshita Yukino's thank you that Ichinose Asaba realized that the girl standing in front of him was not Toyokawa Shoko who had thrown off his uniform with one hand.

The loose coat draped over her body made her look a little funny when it fell on her head. In addition, her hair was stuck to her forehead because it was stained with mud and water, making Yukinoshita Yukino look like a homeless person who had just come out of a garbage dump.

So Ichinose Asaba was stunned for two seconds, but didn't say anything. He just continued to run forward while pulling Yukinoshita Yukino's arm.

After a while, the two finally arrived at the back of the commercial area.

"Okay... at this point, that person... can't catch up."

The moment they arrived at the place, Ichinose Asaba let go of the arm of Yukinoshita Yukino behind him, then leaned against the wall and breathed heavily.

It’s no use. His physical strength just can’t keep up. Even now, he can smell a fishy taste in his mouth when he breathes.

.月-绮琪鏾靈师抓ニＳＨＡＮＩＳ（４）And my feet hurt like hell.

As for the arm... it was just a shallow cut. The blood at the wound seemed to have coagulated long ago and stuck to the clothes. It was not a big problem. I just needed to rinse it with clean water.

"Is your foot... okay?"

At this time, Yukinoshita Yukino, who was also adjusting her breathing, also noticed the abnormality of Ichinose Asaba. She saw that his legs were trembling slightly, and his right foot was slightly raised, as if he dared not move at all.

Especially when Ichinose Asaba endured the pain and rolled up his trouser legs to check his injuries, Yukinoshita Yukino saw the large area of ​​bruises on his ankle, which was swollen beyond recognition.

Subconsciously, she covered her mouth.

Because just by looking at her, I could feel the pain. In comparison, the injuries she suffered when she fell just now were simply not worth mentioning.

So...even though his foot was sprained, he still chose to come and help her in that situation?

For a moment, Yukinoshita Yukino's mood became a little complicated.

"Don't worry about it, it's not just twisted."

Ichinose Asaba didn't want to be misunderstood, so she explained through gritted teeth.

"I know...but do you need me to take you there to deal with it?"

Yukinoshita Yukino frowned. She knew of course that this was not the twist just now, but was this the time to say these words?

It's obvious that it needs to be treated as soon as possible. It would be best to apply ice.

But is there any pharmacy nearby?

With this doubt in mind, she began to turn her head and look around.

"You should take care of yourself first than me. Why are you waiting to call the police at this time?"

""

Upon hearing this, Yukinoshita Yukino fell silent. She didn't dare to take out her broken cell phone. She just took off her uniform jacket and handed it to the boy in front of her.

"Also, next time you encounter something like this..." After taking it, Ichinose Asaba recalled the scene of Yukinoshita Yukino standing there in a daze. He wanted to say something, but his raised hand stopped in mid-air, as if he was about to say something but hesitated. "Forget it, I hope you won't do it again next time."

He shook his head to himself, then limped over, covering his arm, and dragged his broken guitar to the trash can.

The strings were all broken, so naturally there was no more harsh sound.

I can't take my guitar back with me, and...I don't need it anymore.

Ichinose Asaba's mind once again recalled the contents of the note that Wakaba Mutsu had just written to him.

Unexpectedly, this happened to him so soon.

"you"

On the side, Yukinoshita Yukino felt a little confused about Ichinose Asaba's series of actions.

What is he going to do? Is he going to...throw away his guitar?!

creak

It is not easy to find such a large trash can on the streets of Ikebukuro. The rusty lid of the trash can was violently opened by Ichinose Asaba, and then... he frowned after seeing the scene inside.

The room was already full, so there was no room for the guitar in his hand.

And as for garbage classification, the things in his hand...are they recyclable or not?

Home, home, it turns out that not only does he not have such a thing as a home...even the guitar in his hand doesn't have one?

Scrapped... Just like his life so far, it all ended the same way.

Ichinose Asaba smiled self-deprecatingly, then bent down and gently placed the guitar against the wall.

After doing all this, he turned around and left without any reluctance, and no longer paid attention to Yukinoshita Yukino behind him.

After all, for him, he had done what he should do, and everything that happened afterwards had nothing to do with him.

"Your guitar!"

And your uniform!

Seeing that Ichinose Asaba wanted to leave, Yukinoshita Yukino immediately wanted to run forward, but as soon as she took a step, she almost fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

"It's no longer my guitar, but maybe that's the best place for it."

So, she could only squat there, staring at the young man in the distance disappearing step by step into the rain.

""

It was not until a minute later that she recovered and came to the place where Ichinose Asaba had just thrown the guitar. She bent down and picked it up while enduring the pain and held it in her arms.