The story we started

[When the difference in strength is not too big, what will happen if you are besieged by two opponents of similar strength? 】

【Zaimokuza Yoshiteru proved this point well. 】

[“Ugh—Ugh!!!”]

[Zaimokuza's back hit a pillar that was so thick that it took three people to hug it. The huge impact made the pillar seem to tremble. Before he could moan, a hand with fangs grabbed his neck, turning it into a strange low moan.]

[His right hand was also pressed against the pillar by Number One, and just as he was about to hit Number One in the face with his left hand, his other hand grabbed the wrist of his left hand and pressed it back against the pillar. For a moment, all his abilities to move were restricted.]

[“Hmm…”]

[Number One used his arm that was pinching Zaimokuza's neck to push him up little by little until his toes left the ground. He struggled and kicked in vain in midair. From the corner of his eye, he saw Number Three, who was holding down his left hand, raising his free left hand. The blood-stained claws on his hand seemed to flash scarlet light in his vision. Facing this desperate situation, Zaimokuza inevitably felt a sense of despair.]

[At this moment, he deeply experienced what Andy, the protagonist in The Shawshank Redemption, felt like when he was held down and beaten by those gay men in the boiler room. The oppression of having no way out of heaven and hell here made him feel suffocated.]

[No. 3 looked at Zaimokuza who was unable to resist, his ferocious mouth almost stretched to his ears with earrings, and a low, cold laugh rang out. He put his left claws together, like a drill covered in blood.]

[Its fingertips were aimed at the red compound eyes on Zaimokuza's face, and it stabbed into his eyeballs! ]

[“Go to hell! Kuug——”]

【Bang bang! 】

[Two gunshots interrupted No. 3's declaration of a sure kill. Two sparks burst out from the ceiling above its head. The ceiling fell down and hit No. 3's head under the two gunshots. A painful groan sounded.]

[“Guga——!?”]

[No. 3 covered his face and took several steps back. It was not because he was hit on the head by the ceiling, but because of the sunlight that fell through the gap in the ceiling at the top after the ceiling fell.]

[It was actually close to dawn when Kousaka Kyosuke arrived at the church, and in the subsequent series of events, the sun had already risen high in the sky, but Zaimokuza and the two unidentified life forms fighting in the factory did not notice this at all, thanks to the perfect light-blocking ability of the factory roof.]

[Unconfirmed life form No. 3 is afraid of strong light, which was clearly demonstrated in the previous fight. It was about to kill Zaimokuza and Kousaka Kyosuke, but had to flee in the strong light of the police car that patrolled Kameyama. Zaimokuza might not have noticed this at the time, but another person at the scene keenly remembered this weakness of No. 3.]

[“Uh… cough…”]

[The gun, with the muzzle smoke still lingering, fell to the ground on the first floor of the factory. Kousaka Kyosuke, who had rushed here with his seriously injured body, saw No. 3 retreating in a panic under the scorching sun. He could no longer hold on and tiredly closed his eyes. He slowly slid backwards from the guardrail of the corridor on the second floor of the factory and lost consciousness in the corridor.]

[“Hey!”]

[After losing the restraint of No. 3, his bound left hand was immediately freed. Zaimokuza grabbed No. 1's hand that was pinching his neck with his left hand, kicked it in the abdomen to push it back, and half-crouched on the ground, holding his neck and coughing.]

["Ahem——Mr. Kosaka!"]

【Seeing Kousaka Kyosuke fainted in the corridor on the second floor, Zaimokuza turned to look at No.1 angrily with an anxious tone.】

[No. 3 looked at the timber stand that had stood up again and the sunlight shining in from the roof. He realized that the situation was hopeless and the strange muscle texture on his face seemed to be twitching. After three seconds of mental struggle, he made a decision that went against his ancestors.]

[“You saved your life! Kuuga!!!”]

[Number Three flapped its wings and flew to the other side of the factory. Adhering to the spirit of losing the battle, it said something cruel in a language that Zaimokuza could not understand before escaping. It abandoned Number One here and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.]

[“You!? Gooma! You coward! A disgrace to Zu!!!”]

[Number One was a little confused when he saw his companions abandoning him and running away. When he came to his senses, he immediately started cursing. Just as he was about to take a step in the direction of Number Three's escape, Zaimokuza rushed up with a roar and punched him in the face.]

[No. 1 only felt that what hit him in the face was not a fist, but a battering ram made of thousands of tons of steel. This punch seemed to have directly knocked his consciousness away. His whole body flew upwards under the force transmitted from his face, crashed through the wall of the second floor of the factory, and came out of the factory.]

[“Don’t run!”]

[The angry Zaimokuza leaped up with both feet, and somersaulted out of the gap created by No.1.]

……

[Zaimokuza rolled on the balcony floor after being knocked away. When he stood up, he saw several white threads coming through the air and tightly wrapping around his body including his arms.]

“I hate this stuff!”

[Just like an ordinary person being entangled by a giant python, Zaimokuza, who was bound by these spider silks, gritted his teeth and tried hard but couldn't break free at all. Number One, who was standing far away, grabbed the silk threads that spewed out of his mouth and pulled them over little by little.]

[“kuuga!”]

[The compound eyes on the left side of Number One's face were directly blasted out by Zaimokuza's angry punch. Bleeding profusely, it looked at Zaimokuza who was getting closer and closer with only half of its vision left, and roared. The vague voice was filled with resentment accumulated for countless years.]

[The grudges of being sealed, beaten, and shot in the head all turned into a blazing rage that surged out of No. 1's heart at this moment. With a roar at the top of his lungs, he grabbed the silk thread in his hand and swung it vigorously, swinging the Zaimokuza at the other end like a living meteor hammer, smashing the pillars of the roof balcony one by one, until he finally smashed him into a towering wall on the balcony.]

[“Wow!”]

【As his body smashed into the wall, Zaimokuza screamed in pain from behind. He felt as if his back was numb from the pain, and he couldn't even breathe. But before he could catch his breath, Number One pulled the spider silk hard again, pulling him forward and doing a front flip onto the balcony steps, with one foot stomping hard on his chest. The scene at this moment was just like the one on the rooftop of the police station yesterday, and even the roles hadn't changed.】

[“Die!”]

[Looking at the enemy that was trampled under his feet again after a day, No. 1 felt a sense of relief in his heart. He raised his arm with a sinister tone, and the fangs on the back of his hand, which were clearly made of bone, shone with a cold steel-like light under the sunlight.]

【"Woo..."】

[Zaimokuza gritted his teeth and looked at the weapon held high by No. 1. The rising sense of crisis in his heart made the blood flow faster and faster. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing in his veins - and the burning feeling coming from his belt.]

[The belt around his waist became extremely hot again at this moment, and the burning sensation spread from his abdomen to his entire body. A powerful force slowly surged out from where it spread, gathering on Zaimokuza's arms tied around his waist and his right leg.]

[“Aa ...

[When No.1 thrust the fangs down, a heart-stirring cry came from the open mouth of Zaimokuza's face. He used both arms to break the seemingly indestructible silk thread, and grasped the fangs with both hands, and then broke them violently! ]

[The hard bone claw was broken by Zaimokuza with a "crack". He took the opportunity to grab No. 1's outstretched arm, crossed his legs to hold its shoulders, twisted his waist and threw it out, and it rolled several times on the floor tiles.]

[“Oh my god!!!”]

【Zaimokuza quickly ran towards the standing No.1, flew up and kicked hard, his left foot kicked towards No.1's abdomen, but it reached out and caught it.】

[——Now! ]

【At this moment, a sharp light seemed to flash in Zaimokuza's red eyes. He used the left foot that was caught by No. 1 as a fulcrum to lift his right foot, which seemed to be burning, and kicked towards No. 1's chest. A thin layer of flame burned on the sole of his foot as he lifted it up, and the pearls on his ankle armor also emitted a red light.】

【bump!!!】

[“Wa ...

[This kick landed firmly on the chest of No.1. A visible white wave of air spread out when the foot hit No.1's chest. The damage caused by this attack far exceeded any of the previous attacks. No.1 screamed miserably and was kicked away by this kick! ]

[Its body flew across half of the balcony, and only stopped when its back hit the guardrail at the edge of the balcony. The iron railing was bent into a twisted arc by the impact. One can imagine how powerful this attack was.]

[“Ugh!”]

[Zaimokuza landed in mid-air, his left hand pressed on the floor tiles to support his body, panting as he looked at the number one who was kicked away by him, white smoke slowly rising from the sole of his right foot that landed on the ground.]

【"Well……"】

[Number One reached out and grabbed the guardrail, then stood up slowly with a trembling body, looked at Zaimokuza who was half-crouching on the ground opposite him, and took a heavy step forward.]

[“Kuu——”]

[The harsh words that he was about to say came to an abrupt end. Number One looked down at his chest stiffly. A mysterious red totem mark slowly appeared on his chest in a layer of golden light.]

[It hugged its chest with both hands in pain. Golden cracks gradually spread out from the mark on its chest to its body. When one of them spread to the hideous belt around its waist, No. 1 could no longer hold back and raised his head to let out a scream.]

[“Kuuga!!!”]

【boom--】

[Amidst the desperate and unwilling screams of No. 1, its hideous body suddenly exploded with a ball of fire, and its corpse was scattered everywhere, thus ending its sinful life.]

【"Ha ha……"】

【Seeing that the first enemy in front of him was finally killed by his attack, Zaimokuza slowly loosened his clenched fists, panted and stood up, staring at the little flames left at the place where the first explosion was.】

[The sunlight was projected down but was blocked by his figure, and the sharp golden horns on his head shone with golden light in the sunlight.]

……

[Kousaka Kyosuke felt as if he had a dream, in which he returned to his childhood. ]

[At that time, his sister, Kousaka Kirino, had not yet been born, but he could barely remember how excited he was when he learned from his father that he was going to have a sister. He kept pestering his father with questions all day, which annoyed his father.]

[Once he was tired from playing and lay on his father's lap, who was sitting on the corridor in the courtyard, to rest. He fell asleep and when he woke up, it was already dark.]

[But what Kousaka Kyosuke didn't expect was that his father would just keep that posture and wait for him to wake up. This was also the first time he experienced the tenderness and love for himself hidden under his father's old-fashioned face.]

[By the way... at that time, what else did Dad say? ]

[Why——I can’t remember? ]

【“Kyosuke.”】

[In a trance, Kousaka Kyosuke seemed to see his father's old-fashioned face appear in front of him, and that rough big hand gently brushed his forehead and straightened his bangs. ]

[He tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see his father's face clearly. The figure was tall and his back was facing the sun. The only thing he could see clearly was a pair of eyes that had never appeared in his memory. Those eyes had removed all their majesty, and all that was left was a father's love for his son.]

【and many more……】

[As if realizing something, Kousaka Kyosuke tried his best to stretch out his hand, which had become inexplicably heavy, and reach out to the face that was gradually becoming blurred in his vision.]

[At this moment, the big hand gently covered his open eyes. In the suddenly dark world, only those words were so clear.]

[“Wake up, Kyousuke.]

……

[“Dad!”]

[Kousaka Kyosuke opened his tightly closed eyes and stretched out his right hand suddenly, trying to grab the non-existent person.]

[Patter. 】

[A hand suddenly grabbed his outstretched wrist, and in the bright sunlight, that familiar face appeared before his eyes—it was hard not to be familiar. After experiencing the cycles of catching and releasing, chasing, saving and being saved, and saving again, this face that he had just known for three days after two days would even appear in his dreams at night.]

[Although I don’t want to dream about this person at all. ]

【"Good morning!"】

[The white-haired rabbit showed that familiar smile in the field of vision, with his back to the sun, and his row of teeth shining brightly in the field of vision.]

【“…”】

[For some reason, the panic and uneasiness he felt when he woke up disappeared when he saw this smile, and Kousaka Kyosuke became expressionless again. The hard touch behind his head made him realize his situation.]

[——I am enjoying the treatment of having my knees rested on my head, but the one providing this service is not my mother, nor my sister, not even a woman, but a man.]

[“…Why am I sleeping on your lap?”]

[He broke free from Zaimokuza's hand and turned his head away with a look of disgust, as if to say "Don't talk to me".]

[“This is good, isn’t it? Mr. Kosaka, you seemed to be dreaming just now? Can you tell me what you dreamed about?”]

[The vision in front of him darkened, and Zaimokuza's upside-down face appeared in his field of vision. A pair of eyes twinkled with curious little stars in his drooping white hair.]

【“…”】

[If it wasn't for the pain in his body that made him unable to move, Kousaka Kyosuke really wanted to just leave this guy here and walk away. ]

[“Tell me, Mr. Kosaka! I’m curious!”]

[“…I dreamed of you.”]

[“Eh? Really!? What is this? What kind of dream is this!?”]

[“Nightmare.”]

[In the early morning, the men's whispers spread far in the air, and the postures between the two were like a pair of intimate lovers.]

【It’s just that the genders of each other might not be right. 】

13. Gathering of Dark People -in-

Chiba Prefecture, Sobu High School. you-pin.com

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!!! What a beautiful picture, even the world's famous paintings cannot describe it! Mr. Zaimokuza's gentle smile in the sun is comparable to Leonardo da Vinci's "Mona Lisa"! This pose is so full of tension and passion, look at Mr. Kosaka's arrogant expression! That gesture of wanting to refuse but also to welcome! Even if Michelangelo were reborn, he would not have such unpredictable inspiration unless he was granted a decree by God! And the light is so soft! The two people sleeping with their feet touching in the morning sun are simply the Madonna and Child of the new century! Raphael would have to succumb to the sacredness of this picture, even the "Sistine Madonna" cannot have such a beautiful artistic conception! Camera! Where is the camera!? I want to take a picture of this picture! It would be a loss to the art of all mankind if I don't keep this picture! Yumiko! Give me the camera! Lend me your camera!!!"

"Idiot! You slut! What are you looking for? Stop it! The camera is not under my skirt! Aa ...

Ebina Hina's face was blood red, and blood gushed out of her nostrils. She gasped like a cow and pounced on Miura Yumiko like a hungry tiger. A pair of salty and wet An Lushan's claws were groping around her undulating curves for the non-existent camera. The other party flushed and pressed her face as it approached, trying to push it away. The picture was like a rural bully doing unspeakable things to a decent woman. As the hands touched places that they shouldn't have touched, shameful screams resounded throughout the classroom. The two girls' spring light suddenly appeared under their messy clothes. The scene was extremely ■■.

"Cough cough!"

Hayato Hayama coughed a few times to remind the other people in the class who were staring blankly, and pushed Tobe Sho who was looking at him sideways, and turned around gentlemanly, not paying attention to the erotic scene behind him, and also ignoring Miura Yumiko's call for help.

Service Department.

"No, I didn't expect that you, Zaimokuza-san, would have such a hobby!"

Watching this scene on the phone screen, which is extremely lethal to women and can be called a fujoshi special attack scene, Yuigahama Yui's face turned red, and she covered her nose with one hand. Through the gaps between her fingers, she could see a suspicious red liquid flowing on her face, and her eyes were covered with a layer of blurry mist.

For some reason, she felt as if some extraordinary interest had been awakened in her heart because of the stimulation of this scene, and she somewhat understood why her good friend Ebina Hina was so obsessed with works of this type.

There were some suspicious blushes on Yukinoshita Yukino's fair face. The advanced education she received since childhood made her curse in her heart, "How unclean!" But after turning her face to the side, she secretly glanced at the screen of her mobile phone with the corner of her eye, with a strange curiosity surging in her eyes.

It’s so weird, but why do I still want to take another look?