As Kairo finished speaking, a new voice echoed from the connecting hallway.
”Well, well.
Looks like the troublemakers are gathering.”
In the other section of the corridor stood three more students.
Saki immediately gritted her teeth, her expression turning sour.
The one who spoke was a tall, heavily muscled guy built like a professional bodybuilder — Tatsuya.
He smirked confidently with his arms crossed over his massive chest.
Beside him, a sharp-eyed girl named Rika casually spun a customized spiritual revolver around her finger, matching his smirk.
Slightly behind them stood a slender femboy named Ren, who quietly covered the lower half of his face with the high collar of his turtleneck uniform, observing the scene with calm, curious eyes.
Akira blinked in confusion.
“Who are they…?”
Kairo grinned.
“These are the Vanguard Class — our academy’s top third-year students.
The real elite.”
Tatsuya stepped forward, looking down at Akira with a condescending smirk.
“So this is the new kid?
The one possessed by that ancient demon?
He doesn’t look like much.”
Saki glared at Tatsuya and spoke angrily to Akira.
“This meathead was sent on the Shibuya Outbreak Incident last month.
They still haven’t finished repairing the district.”
She then stared directly at Tatsuya.
“I heard you didn’t even use any proper techniques.
Just raw physical strength.
Are you even human at this point?”
Tatsuya blinked once, then let out a deep laugh.
“Oi, don’t spread weird rumors.
I only used my technique on the Grade A demons.
The Grade B ones weren’t even worth it.
Too weak.”
Saki’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“You… monster.”
Tatsuya smirked, clearly enjoying the reaction.
“Was that supposed to be a compliment?”
Akira looked up at the towering bodybuilder, still processing everything.
“You took down multiple high-tier demons… by yourself?”
Before Tatsuya could reply, Kairo stepped in with a playful grin.
“So?
You three want to join us for training today?
The more the merrier.” This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Tatsuya stared down at Akira for a long moment.
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, as if seeing something hidden behind the boy’s nervous expression.
A faint glint of interest appeared on his face.
”…Potential,” he muttered quietly.
“There’s something interesting in those eyes.
That demon inside you might actually be worth playing with.”
Rika chuckled, holstering her revolver.
Ren simply tilted his head, still hiding his mouth behind his collar, quietly observing Akira with a mysterious smile.
Saki crossed her arms, clearly annoyed at the growing group.
“Great.
Just what we needed.
More lunatics…”
Kairo clapped his hands together loudly, looking far too excited.
“Perfect!
Let’s head to the training grounds.
This is going to be a fun session!”
Akira felt a heavy pressure settle over him.
The red scarf around his neck suddenly felt very warm.