"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

It sounded like a torrential downpour striking a hard surface.

She opened her eyes in surprise and disbelief.

All that could be seen was a transparent barrier.

It had unfolded without her noticing, firmly separating her from the surging waves.

Do not,

That's not a barrier...

It was an open, huge, transparent umbrella!

Sakamoto produced the umbrella from somewhere.

He was holding an umbrella in one hand, standing tall and straight to her side.

The umbrella precisely met the oncoming waves.

It perfectly blocks and diverts the flow.

Water splashed everywhere.

Not a single drop of water managed to splash onto the two people under the umbrella.

Their clothes and shoes were as dry as ever.

And beneath Sakamoto's feet,

He was even wearing those oddly shaped skis.

Good evening, Kushida-kun.

Sakamoto turned his head to the side.

The gaze behind the black-rimmed glasses calmly fell upon the still-shaken Kushida.

His tone remained as composed as ever.

"I am practicing my secret techniques here. I apologize if I have caused any disturbance."

Kushida:

"..."

She was completely confused.

The brain's ability to process information seems to have reached its limit.

Gliding on the sea?

Riding the waves?

A backflip in mid-air?

Instantly opening an umbrella to block a giant wave?

This series of operations

Is this something that humans in the real world can accomplish?

She seriously doubted whether she was under too much pressure.

Finally, he lost his mind and began having a bizarre and terrifying nightmare.

Sakamoto seemed to sense Kushida's confusion.

Didn't say much.

He began to tidy up at a leisurely pace.

He bent down and skillfully took off his skis.

Kushida then noticed that

The bottom of the plate appears to have a detachable mechanism, indicating that it has been specially modified.

He packed away his skis and folded his umbrella with fluid, natural movements.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just an ordinary, everyday walk.

This smooth and fluid operation

This finally brought Kushida back to his senses.

This is not a dream.

Sakamoto really did appear.

And just now...

His own outburst just now—a completely unseemly, venomous, and resentful outburst…

He saw it all.

I heard it.

This realization was like being doused with ice water.

It instantly extinguished all the shock and confusion.

Instead, a bone-chilling coldness filled the air.

He knows my true colors now.

Kushida's expression quickly turned cold.

His gaze became deep and sharp.

The insignificant "favor" that Sakamoto had shown her by shielding her from the water just now.

She instantly forgot about it.

The most important thing now is...

It's to shut him up.

We must find a way to prevent him from revealing this secret.

A simple, direct, yet potentially effective idea instantly popped into her mind—

To create a handle.

Kushida's face darkened.

Those eyes, which were usually clear and innocent, were now filled with only cold calculation.

She took a sudden step forward.

While Sakamoto seemed focused on packing and completely off guard,

He reached out and grabbed at Sakamoto's chest!

The plan was simple: force his hand to his chest.

They staged a scene of indecent assault and left fingerprints on clothing as evidence.

She threatened him, saying that if he dared to tell anyone, she would accuse him of sexual harassment.

however,

She clearly underestimated Sakamoto.

They also overestimated themselves.

Or,

She was completely overwhelmed by panic.

They forgot the inhuman reactions and abilities the other party had just displayed.

Just as her fingers were about to touch Sakamoto's collar—

Sakamoto's palms seemed to have a prophetic quality.

Arriving late but already ahead, it gracefully met the attack from above.

It blocked Kushida's wrist perfectly.

The movements were gentle yet incredibly precise.

It was as if they had already anticipated her actions.

"Oh?"

Sakamoto raised an eyebrow slightly.

There was a hint of surprise in his tone.

It seems something interesting has happened.

"Kushida-kun, you actually have the leisure to spar with me in the art of 'pushing hands'? In that case, I shall refrain from such impoliteness."

Pushing hands?!

Discuss?!

Kushida was stunned again.

My mind just couldn't process it.

What on earth is this guy saying?!

Before she could even comprehend this bizarre turn of events,

Sakamoto's parrying hand had already changed its move.

A clever force came from the direction of the opponent!

Kushida felt his center of gravity shift,

My body involuntarily leaned forward slightly.

A feeling of humiliation instantly welled up inside me.

hateful!

He actually tricked me like that!

Consumed by rage, Kushida disregarded any plans.

In a moment of impulsiveness, he thrust out with both palms, using all his strength to push towards Sakamoto!

however,

Her attacks appeared to Sakamoto as if they were playing in slow motion.

Sakamoto's body leaned back slightly like a willow catkin.

He easily dodged both palms.

Then, something even more astonishing happened—

Sakamoto's arms suddenly began to spin rapidly like a windmill!

It wasn't a real contact with Kushida.

Instead, it traces a circular trajectory in front of its body at an extremely high frequency.

It created a strong gust of air that was visible to the naked eye!

This airflow is like an invisible wall.

It not only instantly disrupted Kushida's balance, but also generated a peculiar thrust!

Kushida exclaimed in surprise, caught by the sudden gust of wind pressure.

Completely losing his balance, he involuntarily fell backward!

He was about to fall to the ground in a sorry state—

At the critical moment,

The curved handle of the long, transparent umbrella that had just been folded up

It emerged silently, as if it possessed a life of its own.