"What are you talking about?"
Sudo could feel the threat in Amane's words.
As a person.
His intuition was frantically warning him.
The person in front of him was very dangerous.
Sudo felt the pain in his elbow from the recent collision.
He could also understand.
Amane's strength was indeed unfathomable.
But Sudo still made a fatal mistake.
He trusted his eyes.
The guy standing in front of him.
Compared to him, was just a shorty under one meter seventy.
As long as he swung his fist.
He could easily win.
Was that really true?
No.
Sudo actually knew in his heart about Amane's strength long ago.
But his pride as a man prevented him from retreating.
Even if he was beaten to a pulp, he had to be knocked down, not kneel down himself.
Especially surrendering to a girl.
He couldn't do it.
You could say he was too proud.
Sudo didn't intend to deny his prideful behavior.
But.
The consequence of being too proud was.
He was about to experience the most terrifying nightmare of his life.
"Didn't hear clearly? But I have no interest in saying anything twice."
Amane slowly closed the distance between herself and Sudo.
It had to be said.
Amane's body proportions were perfect.
Especially her long legs; her not-so-tall figure, walking with a cat-like stride, appeared particularly alluring.
Sudo, however, was not in the mood to observe her gait.
He was trying to adjust his breathing.
The continuous full-force attacks just now had greatly depleted his stamina.
He had to seize every second of rest time.
Finally, Amane stepped into his attack range as if no one else was there.
Then she stopped.
Sudo, however, frowned.
This distance was very subtle for Sudo.
It was precisely at the most suitable distance for Sudo to launch an elbow strike.
If he attacked.
Whether it was his leg or his fist, he would need to lift or retract it first before it could hit Amane.
Making such wide and sweeping movements when facing a strong enemy.
Sudo had a premonition that he would be defeated in the first round.
Amane had no intention of moving.
She was forcing Sudo to use physical means to launch a direct attack.
Even a fool would know.
What others want you to do, you should least do.
However, Sudo had no way out, he could only… "What a waste."
A smile played on Amane's lips.
Sudo's eyes began to bloodshot again.
That's right!
That's right!!!
This woman showed the exact same mocking smile as Horikita did when she laughed at him.
That condescending smile.
Why did she look down on Sudo?
I must, I must make them unable to laugh!
Sudo, who had barely maintained his sanity, snapped.
His last thread of reason broke.
He had already lost his mind.
Commonly known as losing his intelligence.
"You trash, stop looking down on people!"
Sudo cursed obscenities, raised his arm high, and punched Amane.
Whoosh—!
Sudo's strength was beyond doubt.
The sound of wind exploded in Amane's ears.
The moment the fist was about to strike.
Amane slightly tilted her head.
Sudo's fatal punch missed completely.
Due to inertia.
Sudo's body was pulled forward a few steps.
Amane grabbed Sudo's arm, which he hadn't yet retracted.
With a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, she slammed Sudo heavily onto the ground.
Thump!!!
"Ah!"
Sudo let out a miserable shriek.
Even when Horikita directly hit him in the eye socket.
Sudo had never made such a pathetic sound.
But Sudo was thrown by Amane's over-the-shoulder throw, and his body curled up.
"Amane-san, you..."
Horikita covered her mouth, unable to believe the scene before her.
Sudo weighed at least 80 kilograms.
But in front of Amane, he was like paper, being tossed around.
"Take this."
Amane took something out of her pocket and gave it to Horikita.
Horikita was about to reach out to take it.
But due to the speed.
It directly hit Horikita's face.
Amane covered her face.
She had used the tissue as a throwing weapon.
It was no wonder Horikita couldn't catch it.
"What is this...?"
Horikita, a bit dazed from being hit, then saw that the small packaged item in her hand was actually a tissue.
Did Amane-san still have time to worry about her physical condition at this moment?
"Stand up."
Amane came to Sudo's side, looking down at him from above.
"Die!!!!"
Sudo roared in humiliation.
He had countless times looked down on those he considered short with his height.
But he never expected to be humiliated with such a look himself.
Sudo staggered to his feet.
A punch with no power whatsoever struck towards Amane.
Amane caught it with one hand.
Then, she used the same trick again, throwing Sudo with an over-the-shoulder throw onto the ground on the other side.
"What's happening? Is someone fighting inside?"
Thump, thump, thump.
Loud knocking came from outside the door.
It seemed Sudo's yelling just now had called the librarian.
Kushida then woke up as if from a dream, intending to open the door for the person.
"Come back."
Amane glanced at Kushida.
Kushida instinctively raised both hands.
"A-Amane-san... can we stop here for today?"
Kushida forced a smile, trying to appease Amane.
But no matter how she observed, she couldn't discern any emotional fluctuations on that expressionless face.
She couldn't see through what Amane was thinking at all.
In fact... she even started to doubt if this person was Amane-san.
She was not only far from the Amane-san in her memory but completely unrelated.
This terrifying appearance was something she had never seen before.
And unlike her own appearance, which she had accidentally exposed just now.
Amane's eyes were full of arrogance and confidence.
Perhaps it was even conceit.
"Come back."
Amane said for the second time.
Kushida could only close her mouth and stand aside.
Allowing the librarian to pound on the door.
Finally, the pounding stopped.
Presumably, he went to get the key.
In that case, they had to finish quickly.
— — —!!
Sudo took advantage of Amane talking to Kushida.
He grabbed Amane from behind and put her in a chokehold.
"Ahaha, I still won! I still won! What's the use of studying! No matter how good you bitches are at fighting, you still lost to me! Hahahahaha!"
Looking at the hysterically shouting Sudo.
Amane's expression finally changed.
"You are truly pathetic."
Pathetic.
Sudo's fragile heart seemed to be stimulated.
Pounding violently.
Sudo erupted with powerful strength, tightening his grip on Amane's neck.
He wished he could break Amane's neck.
He had completely gone mad.
But Amane-san nonchalantly placed her hand on his.
Then—.
Crack.
Sudo's hand bones bent backward in a strange way.
"Ah ah ah ah my hand! My hand—"
Sudo let go of Amane as if electrocuted, crying out in pain while clutching his hand.
"Your hand is fine, it'll be good once it's set, but... you probably won't be able to play basketball or anything like that anymore."
Amane's tone became gentle.
"Hey, do you often use violence to make others suffer? Now it's your turn, Sudo."
Sudo's eyes became vacant.
Can't play basketball anymore?
She's lying, right?
She must be lying... impossible.
How could something so cruel happen?
He didn't do anything wrong!
Why should those who couldn't beat him lecture him?
Why.
Why should he, an innocent person, suffer such treatment?
Amane slowly raised her fist.
She took a deep breath.
Let's end it like this.
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