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"You can still stand on the bed and move around, so it seems you're alright."

At that moment, another voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Kurosaki Ryuji standing at the door, carrying a fruit basket.

"Brother Kurosaki, I'm so sorry. Please give me another chance. I will definitely do my best to prove myself as your little brother."

At that very moment, Yuji Ooguchi knelt down, bowed his head to Ryuji Kurosaki, and pleaded.

"no need."

Ryuji Kurosaki said as he walked into the ward.

"Really? I knew it..."

Upon hearing this, Yuuji Ooguchi seemed to lose all his strength, even his eyes lost their light, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Someone as useless as me is simply not suited for the path of delinquency..."

"What are you saying? You've already proven yourself, take this..."

As he spoke, Ryuji Kurosaki handed the fruit basket to Yuji Oguchi: "You have guts, but your strength is still too weak. Take a good rest, recover from your injuries, and train with me to improve your strength as soon as possible. I have other things to do, so I can't keep you company today."

Yuji Ooguchi had potential, but he was too weak.

But in his battle against Shiba and Tsuji, he had already demonstrated his resolve and backbone.

Ryuji Kurosaki naturally had no reason to refuse Yuji Oguchi.

"what?"

Yuji Ooguchi instinctively took the fruit basket, looking completely bewildered, his mind still reeling.

The delinquents beside him, after a moment of stunned silence, all smiled and looked at Yuuji Ooguchi.

"Brother Xiong, congratulations!"

"Brother Kurosaki approves of you."

"Brother Xiong Er, if you become successful with Brother Kurosaki in the future, don't forget about us."

After listening to what the delinquents were saying, Yuuji Ooguchi finally realized what was going on.

Facing Kurosaki Ryuji's retreating figure, he bowed his head deeply once more: "Brother Kurosaki, I will never let you down in the future. I will fight with my life on the line."

"You said it yourself, see you another day!"

After saying that, Ryuji Kurosaki waved his hand and left the ward without looking back.

"Yeah, I promise!"

Yuji Ooguchi nodded emphatically, tears welling in his eyes. He had never expected to gain Ryuji Kurosaki's approval.

Moreover, Kurosaki-nii personally delivered a fruit basket to visit him.

Yuji Oguchi was both excited and deeply moved.

He silently vowed that his life would henceforth rest on his older brother Kurosaki's shoulders.

I must work my hardest.

A few days later, time flew by.

Under the tutelage of Ryuji Kurosaki.

Soaked in sweat, he lay on the school playground, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, feeling as if his lungs were on fire.

It indicates a desire to end it all on the spot.

The content of this training is terrifying.

That's when.

Two figures appeared at the entrance of Kamakura No. 3 Middle School.

Chapter Eighteen: Recruiting Underlings (Part Two)

"Why did you stop? Run another two kilometers..."

Ryuji Kurosaki, who had just finished running another lap around the playground, stopped in front of Yuji Ooguchi.

"Kuro... Brother Kurosaki, I... I really can't go on, cough cough cough..."

Lying on the ground with his chest heaving violently, Yuuji Oguchi felt an unbearable discomfort throughout his chest cavity.

This feeling of discomfort makes me wish I could go find Shiba and Tsuji and have another fight.

If you get beaten up, then at least feel the pain.

"Is that not enough? The strength training hasn't even started yet. Right now it's just a simple warm-up and endurance training."

Ryuji Kurosaki shook his head as he looked at Yuji Ooguchi, who seemed to be on the verge of death.

"Huh? There's strength training too? Brother Kurosaki, I feel like I'm about to die, really. After all, I'm not as strong as you, and my injuries haven't fully healed yet."

Yuji Ooguchi turned his head and showed the plaster still stuck to his face to Ryuji Kurosaki.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Humans aren't that fragile."

Ryuji Kurosaki grabbed Yuji Ooguchi and laughed as he pulled him up from the ground.

The delinquents in this world are quite resilient, and their youth and better recovery make them even more so.

Just like when Yuji Ooguchi got beaten up like that.

Normally, it takes an average person at least a month to recover and be able to move around normally.

And in just a few days, he was able to jump and bounce around again.

Of course, it will take quite some time before it is fully recovered.

However, in Kurosaki Ryuji's opinion, it was no longer a problem and was at a level where training was possible.

"Brother Kurosaki... at least let me rest for two minutes and catch my breath. I really can't go on. I have injuries here, not just on my face."

While panting heavily, Ooguchi Yuuji pulled up his clothes, revealing the bruises on his abdomen.

"Hey! Didn't you say you wanted to be a man of principle? Is this not allowed?"

"This little injury is nothing, stop making excuses for yourself."

Just then, two voices came from the side.

Ryuji Kurosaki and Yuji Oguchi both turned their heads at the same time.

Upon seeing the two figures standing there, Yuuji Ooguchi's pupils shrank: "What are you doing here?"

The two were none other than...

It was Shiba Man and Tsuji, who had been severely beaten by Kurosaki Ryuji last time.

Their injuries were not fully healed, and the plasters on their faces were clearly visible.

Yuji Oguchi then noticed that Shibaman and Tsuji were wearing the uniforms of the Third Middle School.

"You even sneaked in wearing the uniforms of No. 3 Middle School! What exactly is your purpose?"

After saying this, Yuji Ooguchi was panting again.

"We didn't steal your No. 3 Middle School uniforms; these are our own uniforms."

"Starting today, we've moved here."

Shibaman and Tsuji replied with a smile.

"What are you trying to do by transferring to No. 3 Middle School? Are you looking for revenge?"

Ryuji Kurosaki asked directly.

"of course not."

Shiba and Tsuji exchanged a glance, then bowed in unison: "We want to follow you."

"So you wanted to be my underling, but... I don't take just anyone in."

Ryuji Kurosaki was slightly surprised, but only slightly.

It's perfectly normal in this world for the unscrupulous to admire the strong and, after being beaten into submission, to readily submit to them.

"Rest assured, there is at least one thing we can be certain of."

"We are definitely better than him."

Shiba and Tsuji were talking when they looked at Ooguchi Yuuji.

"Really? Are you sure you can keep up with my training?"

Ryuji Kurosaki raised an eyebrow slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up a little.

"Of course no problem."

"No matter how tiring the training is, we are happy to do it. After all, we hunt everywhere to hone ourselves and then take down the Demon High in the future."

"So please rest assured, we will absolutely not complain about the hardship or that we can't do it."

Shiba and Tsuji nodded firmly and replied in an affirmative tone.

Then....

"Ha~~~"

"Ha~~~Ha~~~"

Shiba and Tsuji knelt on the ground, their faces pale, panting as if they had asthma, as if their lungs were about to burst out of their throats to breathe fresh air.

Beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads and chins onto the ground.

But neither of them complained about the difficulty or the inability to perform.

After all, he was just panting there, unable to utter a single word.

Yuji Ooguchi, who had just been panting like he was about to die, was now looking at Shiba and Tsuji with obvious schadenfreude.

"Hey, hey, hey... who was just saying there was no problem? How come they're panting like a lapdog now? Haha!"

"you..."

Shiba and Tsuji wanted to argue, but they were out of breath and didn't even have the strength to do so.

He could only listen to Yuji Ooguchi mocking him from the side.

That was infuriating.

"Alright... you're not even as good as them. They at least ran more than a kilometer more than you."

Ryuji Kurosaki glanced at Yuji Ooguchi.

Yuji Ooguchi awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

Ryuji Kurosaki looked at Shiba and Tsuji again: "I'll give you half an hour to rest, then we'll start strength training. If you can't keep going, don't waste your time and leave Third Middle School as soon as possible."

"We...we can hold on!"

Shiba and Tsuji nodded with difficulty.

Half an hour later, the strength training began.

Then another hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Yuji Ooguchi, Shiba Man, and Tsuji lay on the ground, too exhausted to move even a finger.

If it weren't for their chests still heaving violently, they would have looked like three corpses.

They discovered that Ryuji Kurosaki was still hanging on the horizontal bar doing crunches.

Sweat dripped down his sharply defined muscles.

He did crunches again and again, seemingly without ever getting tired.

"As expected... Boss is a monster. He's been training for so long and he still has strength."

After a while, Zhi Man, who had regained some strength, sighed.

"Perhaps this is the difference between us and him. But then again... if we keep training with the boss like this, becoming stronger is only a matter of time."

Tsuji, who was lying next to him, nodded in agreement.

Just then, Ryuji Kurosaki flipped off the horizontal bar.