He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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"Ok?"

"I challenge you to a one-on-one duel!!!" the boy said, pointing at Yoshioka.

To be honest, in this situation, the boy had almost no chance of escaping and would definitely get a beating.

However, if it's a one-on-one fight, there might be a slight chance for things to turn around.

"What? You want to fight me one-on-one?" Yoshioka's eyes widened, and he smiled disdainfully.

"A one-on-one fight with the boss? This bean sprout wants to fight the boss one-on-one?! Hahahaha!" The surrounding thugs laughed hysterically.

"What? Don't you dare?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Yoshioka put the boy down and told his underlings to quickly put some distance between them.

In an instant, a clearing was created in the alley.

"Come on, let's have a one-on-one fight." Yoshioka stretched his neck and shook his hands. He didn't even need to get into a fighting stance. He could take down this bean sprout with just one punch.

"Go, boss!!" The surrounding thugs seemed to be watching some exciting performance, cheering for their boss non-stop.

This was exactly what the boy had expected. Most of these high school delinquents were somewhat immature and enjoyed playing the gang fight game. They would also accept highly provocative behavior such as one-on-one duels.

Especially when you completely overwhelm the opponent, winning can also establish your prestige within this unruly clique.

However, the boy did not want to challenge Yoshioka to a duel and then get beaten up.

"Wait a minute," the boy suddenly said, throwing the baseball bat he was holding to the ground.

"I want to duel you bare-handed,"

The boy pointed at Yoshioka's brass knuckles.

This implies that he should also take off his weapon.

If his prediction is correct, Yoshioka's fighting ability shouldn't be as abnormal after he takes off his brass knuckles.

Even if we take a step back, at least there's room for struggle. If he were to fight with brass knuckles, one punch from him might really kill me.

"No, I can't take off these brass knuckles." Unexpectedly, Yoshioka rejected the boy's suggestion.

The boy also sensed something was wrong. Even without brass knuckles, Yoshioka's physique meant he had a 99% chance of winning against him.

There's no reason not to take it off...

Does the fact that he took off his brass knuckles mean his fighting ability will drop to the same level as mine?

"Real men should fight hand-to-hand. I use a baseball bat and you use brass knuckles. There's a difference in weapons, so it's not fair."

The boy shouted at the delinquents around him.

His words clearly startled the others, who began to whisper among themselves.

"What he said makes some sense."

Have you ever seen our boss without brass knuckles?

"Enough! Shut up, all of you!" Yoshioka suddenly flew into a rage, as if brass knuckles were a taboo subject for him. The muscles and veins on his arms bulged, and he slammed his fist heavily into the ground.

With a loud bang, several cracks instantly appeared on the hard cement road surface.

"I don't care, I'm going to use brass knuckles. Take that broken baseball bat or not, I'm going to beat you up today!"

A pretty girl nearby chimed in, "Calm down, Yoshioka-kun, it's not worth it with someone like that!"

"Get out of my way!" Yoshioka shoved the girl away, and she fell to the ground.

His fierce and domineering aura silenced the surrounding delinquents, who dared not utter a sound.

Helpless, the boy picked up the metal baseball bat he had just dropped, got into position, and prepared for battle.

It seems that Yoshioka has been blinded by anger and is unable to communicate with him normally.

All the little "tools" I took from the kitchen of Nikaido Ramen Restaurant were used up.

He never expected that an invincible big boss would appear at this point in time.

This is really the end.

"Wait!" Hoshimiya Rin shouted, followed by a group of tall, black-clad bodyguards wearing sunglasses, as well as the old butler and Hoshimiya Shio, who walked in from the other side of the alley.

Huh? What's that silver-haired girl doing here?

The boy couldn't help but be surprised.

Xing Gongxi stood in front with her arms crossed, completely disregarding them.

"Excuse me, do you know Shirakawa Akira?" Hoshimiya Rin asked, stepping forward.

"I don't know him, I don't know him," the thugs shook their heads repeatedly.

They had never seen anything like this before, and each of them took a few steps back, afraid that the other party would come looking for trouble.

"I know him, I know him! Shirakawa Akira, Class 2-A, Sakura High School!" the boy quickly raised his hand to indicate.

Things have indeed taken a turn for the better, but the timing is far too coincidental.

Turn right at the alley entrance; I'll be waiting for you at the general store.

Cecilia's voice echoed directly in the boy's mind.

It turned out to be the case.

She must have done something to lure Xing Gongxi here.

When Hoshimiya Shio heard that the chuunibyou masked boy knew Shirakawa's whereabouts, she had her bodyguard bring the boy over.

"Hey, wait a minute." Yoshioka stepped in between the bodyguards, "I still have a score to settle with this guy. After I'm done, you can ask me whatever you want!"

"Ignore him, bring that masked man over here," Hoshino Shizuka ordered.

She had no intention of negotiating with these social scum who only knew how to fight and play video games all day.

The bodyguard reached out to pull Yoshioka away, but Yoshioka stood still, clenched his fists, and suddenly swung them at the bodyguard's face.

Caught off guard, the bodyguard in black took a solid hit to the head. Even though he was as strong as an ox, he was sent flying several meters away. His face was branded with the skull mark from the brass knuckles, his nose was broken, and blood was flowing freely. He immediately lost consciousness.

Unexpectedly, Yoshioka is fearless and dares to beat up anyone.

“Solve it,” Hoshiguchi said coldly.

The butler was also on the phone, calling over the black-clad bodyguards who were scattered throughout the shopping street searching for Shirakawa.

Hoshimiya Rin also stood in front of Hoshimiya Ushio, protecting her safety at all times.

The bodyguards in black pulled out folding batons from their pockets and rushed towards Yoshioka.

Unexpectedly, Yoshioka, facing the attack of several people, seemed to have unleashed his full power, taking down one of them with just a few punches and kicks. The baton he struck only left a few minor marks on his body.

Seeing their boss so invincible, the underlings on the side also had the illusion that they could do it too.

"Protect the boss!" someone shouted, and the thugs grabbed their weapons and swarmed forward.

The two groups then started fighting in the alley.

Xing Gongxi remained calm and composed. The old butler even pulled out a folding chair from somewhere and set it up, inviting Xing Gongxi to sit down.

This infuriated Yoshioka. This woman was really putting on airs. Her detached, indifferent attitude was very displeasing.

He knocked down the bodyguard in front of him and charged towards Xing Gongxi.

Hoshimiya Rin stood directly in front of her.

He didn't take the thin, black-haired girl in front of him seriously at all.

Unexpectedly, Hoshimiya Rin raised her leg and hooked it onto Yoshioka's calf, causing him to fall.

Even someone with unparalleled offensive and defensive capabilities can still fall if they lose their balance and get tripped.

Yoshioka lay on the ground, about to get up, when Hoshimiya Rin stepped on him, the tip of her dagger pressed against the back of Yoshioka's neck.

A chill ran down my neck; the sharpness of this dagger was on a completely different level from the sharpness of the folding knife I had used before.

The bodyguards swarmed him and pinned him to the ground.

These bodyguards couldn't actually hold Yoshioka down at all, but he didn't dare to break free. He knew that wearing brass knuckles would make him very strong, almost invulnerable to knives and bullets, but his opponents were holding extremely sharp daggers pointed at his vulnerable nape.

If he makes the slightest move, the dagger will strike.

If he were truly invulnerable to blades and spears, that would be fine, but if he couldn't block this sharp dagger, he could very well die.

Moreover, Hoshimiya Rin was expressionless, like a robot, and it was impossible to know what she would do next.

The other thugs were no match for the bodyguards' fighting ability, and they were all knocked to the ground within minutes.

The pretty girl was scared away.

This farce was resolved very quickly.

Hoshimiya Shio stomped hard on Yoshioka's head.

"Heh, young man, don't be too arrogant."

The girl in front of him, who still looked like a high school student, mocked him with the tone of a victor.

Yoshioka had no choice but to accept defeat, outnumbered and outgunned.

"Butler, pay some medical expenses and severance pay for those bodyguards who were knocked down, let them pack their things and go home. Also, bring that masked man over here."