Ishiyama High.
A first-year student hurried through the hallway while clutching his lunch.
When he arrived at his destination, however, a fist suddenly slammed into his face, spilling his lunchbox across the ground.
The delinquents bullying him bursted into laughter.
“Move faster next time.”
The first-year immediately lowered his head.
“S-Sorry!”
No one helped him.
There was no teacher nor proper students here.
In this hellhole, no one cared what was happening.
Nearby, another group of students crowded around two delinquents throwing punches at each other.
Cheers erupted whenever someone landed a hit.
At Ishiyama High, fighting wasn’t an accident.
It was everything from entertainment to status—In here, violence was the absolute law.
The strong took whatever they wanted, while the weak learned to stay out of their way.
Normally, this new day would have played out as usual.
However, today was different.
“Always fighting, vigorous and gallant~”
“Let’s smile together, Namimori High School~!”
A small yellow bird perched atop the school’s front gate happily sang Namimori’s school anthem.
Several delinquents looked up in confusion.
“…What kind of weird speaking bird is that?
A parrot?”
“No idea.”
CRASH!
The front gates suddenly exploded inward as a huge amount of dust erupted into the air.
The entire campus fell silent as every head turned toward the entrance.
A lone figure walked through the smoke.
Black hair and a black gakuran, a pair of silver tonfas resting casually in his hands.
—Kyoya Hibari.
Behind him marched the entire members of the Namimori Disciplinary Committee.
For several seconds, nobody from Ishiyama High moved nor made a sound.
Not until one of the delinquents recognized Hibari.
“W-Wait…”
His voice cracked.
“That’s Kyoya Hibari!”
“The infamous Disciplinary Head Of Namimori High!”
The place exploded into chaos.
“Why is he here….?”
“A bastard like him dares to rudely enter our territory!?”
“Kill him!”
Hibari slowly raised his tonfas, his eyes sweeping across the crowd.
Cold and predatory.
Like a hawk surveying prey.
“A student of Namimori was kidnapped.”
Click.
His tonfas locked together.
The crisp sound alone made some delinquents flinch.
“And the idiots responsible belong to this school.”
A terrifying smile appeared on his face.
“For touching a student under my jurisdiction… I’ll bite every single one of you to death.”
Hibari began his slaughter without any mercy.
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Far behind the advancing Disciplinary Committee, five familiar figures slipped through the broken front gates.
Because Hibari-san don’t want us to interfere…
we’re forced to sneak behind them…
Tsuna thought wryly while staring at the devastation around them.
Several Ishiyama delinquents were already lying unconscious everywhere.
“…Hibari-san is terrifying.”
“That’s putting it lightly.”
Yamamoto laughed nervously.
“I think we’re witnessing a natural disaster.”
A loud crash abruptly echoed from a nearby building.
Everyone instinctively turned.
A delinquent suddenly launched out a second-floor classroom window.
“AAAAAHHHHH!”
CRASH!
He landed face-first in a flowerbed.
Seconds later, Hibari casually peeked out the broken window, coldly looking down at the body he threw.
The group collectively decided not to comment.
Tsuna rubbed the back of his head.
“Although Hibari-san can probably handle this alone, I can’t help but worry.”
“This is our fight too.”
Rekka grinned.
“Heh.”
Gokudera smirked.
“Can’t let that bastard have all the fun.”
“I still owe Ishiyama for trying to kidnap Kyoko.”
Ryohei said seriously.
Nearby, several Ishiyama delinquents spotted them.
“THERE!”
One pointed.
“THOSE GUYS ARE FROM NAMIMORI HIGH TOO!”
The others immediately recognized them.
“GET THEM!”
More than twenty delinquents charged toward them.
Tsuna sighed.
“…Ah, here we go again.”
The first thug swung a wooden bat at them.
Yamamoto stepped forward while wielding his familiar metal pipe.
CLANG!
The bat was knocked aside and before the thug could react—
WHAM!
Yamamoto’s metal pipe slammed into his jaw, the delinquent collapsing instantly.
Another rushed Rekka.
“Got you!”
Rekka ducked beneath the punch and swept the enemy’s leg with his leg.
THUD!
Before he could stand back, a second kick launched him into his friends.
Gokudera grinned.
“Finally…!”
A fight where he could let loose.
Three delinquents charged toward him simultaneously, but he struck them dead cold with his fist to the ground in just a matter of seconds.
“Hah!”
Gokudera cracked his neck.
“Weak.”
Meanwhile, Ryohei was having the time of his life.
“TO THE EXTREME!”
BOOM!
A straight punch launched a delinquent far away.
One of them tried attacking from behind, but Ryohei immediately turned, rotating his hips smoothly.
“EXTREME LEFT HOOK!”
WHAM!
The poor guy spun twice before collapsing to the ground.
Tsuna looked around.
The battle had somehow become completely one-sided.
“…Are we bullying them?”
Somehow, I can’t help but feel sorry for them…
Tsuna found them pitiful.
“I think we are.”
Yamamoto nodded thoughtfully.
A nearby delinquent pointed at them while trembling.
“W-WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE!?”
Rekka flashed a grin.
“Your friendly neighborhood mafias.”
The terrified delinquent immediately ran away.
“MONSTERS!”
The group stared as he disappeared down the hallway.
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“…”
“…”
“That was quick.”
Tsuna muttered when they suddenly heard another loud scream echoing from deeper inside the school.
A familiar scream.
Everyone gazed at the location where the scream originated.
“That bastard found him.”
Gokudera remarked.
Nobody doubted it.
Somewhere inside Ishiyama High, someone’s day had just become much worse.
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Elsewhere, Hajime Kanzaki sat behind one of the school buildings with a cigarette hanging from his mouth.
His body was entirely wrapped with bandages like an Egyptian Mummy to cover his terrible bruises.
Just moving an inch sent pain shooting through his body.
The beating Tsuna and Ryohei had given him still hadn’t healed.
“Tch…”
He clicked his tongue and leaned back against the wall.
His delinquent life was over.
People had already known about his terrible defeat from Tsuna’s group, his reputation plummeting to the abyss.
All he could do now was enjoy his smoking time to relieve himself.
Not until—
“AAAAAAHHHHH!”
A scream suddenly echoed across campus.
Kanzaki frowned.
“What the hell?”
Another scream followed by another, and another, and another.
Soon the entire school seemed to be drowning in screams.
The noise spread from building to building like a chain reaction.
Kanzaki’s irritation slowly grew.
“What’s happening now in this damn school?
Can’t even enjoy a smoke peacefully.”
It was then a subordinate sprinted around the corner, looking pale and sweating heavily.
“B-Boss!”
Kanzaki frowned even harder.
“Why do you look like a shit?”
“We’re screwed!”
“What?”
“It’s Hibari!”
“…Huh?”
“Namimori’s Disciplinary Committee’s Head!”
For a moment, Kanzaki simply stared blankly before bursting out with laughter.
“Hahahaha!”
The subordinate blinked as Kanzaki wiped his eye.
“That’s what you’re freaking out about?”
He stood up.
“Calm down.”
“It’s true!”
“You’re acting like a freaking pussy.”
While Kanzaki clicked his tongue, another thug stumbled into their place.
Unlike the first one, this guy looked like he’d survived a natural disaster.
His face was swollen beyond recognition with his uniform torn and one eye bruised shut.
“B-Boss…”
Kanzaki’s smile slowly faded.
“…Why do you look like that?”
The thug didn’t answer.
He simply pointed behind him with his hand trembling.
Kanzaki frowned and gazed at the location he was pointing.
Standing there was Hibari Kyoya, his hand rested casually in his pocket while his other hand held a delinquent upward by his throat.
The unfortunate victim looked half-conscious with blood dripping from his nose, his body swaying limply like a broken doll.
Hibari glanced at him before releasing his grip.
THUD.
The delinquent hit the ground face-first.
Kanzaki and his gang couldn’t speak nor move a muscle.
The air itself just felt that heavy.
Hibari’s gaze settled on Kanzaki who instantly felt the suffocating pressure from Hibari.
“So.”
Click.
Tonfas appeared in his hands.
The metallic sound echoed through the hallway.
Kanzaki felt his throat go dry.
“You’re the one who touched a student from my school.”
At this moment, Hajime Kanzaki felt genuine fear.
“T-That was just a mistake!”
“Mistake?”
Hibari smiled mockingly.
The smile made every delinquent shiver.
It wasn’t just any smile, but an expression of a predator who had finally found its prey.
“I don’t need to hear any explanation.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Your mistake was messing with Namimori.”
The next instant, he vanished from his spot.
Kanzaki’s eyes widened.
BAM!
A tonfa buried itself into his stomach, air immediately exploding out his lungs as pain shot through his stomach.
“GAHHHH!”
He folded over the weapon and crashed onto his knees.
His followers immediately reacted.
“KANZAKI-SAN!”
“GET HIM!”
The delinquents charged with the intention to overwhelm Hibari with numbers.
CRACK!
The first attacker spun through the air after a tonfa smashed into his jaw.
THUD!
The next collapsed after a strike to the temple.
BAM!
A third flew backward and crashed through a nearby desk.
One after another, bodies began falling to the ground.
No matter how many attacked, none could even touch him.
That scene caused the remaining delinquents to hesitate because of fear.
That hesitation lasted exactly one second before they quickly joined the others on the group.
Kanzaki forced himself back to his feet with his face twisting.
“DON’T LOOK DOWN ON ME!”
He exploded forward, forgetting his painful injuries as his leg whipped through the air.
A powerful Taekwondo roundhouse kick aimed directly for Hibari’s head.
Hibari tilted his head slightly, the kick missing him by a narrow margin.
Before Kanzaki could recover, a tonfa slammed into his side.
BAM!
Kanzaki stumbled, no longer able to feel any strength from his body except for the extreme sensation slamming into his body.
The gap between them was simply overwhelming.
The world was spinning before him as his vision blurred.
Until darkness completely swallowed him.
THUD.
Silence returned when Kanzaki fell cold to the ground.
Around Hibari lay the entirety of Kanzaki’s group, broken and defeated.
Hibari stepped over Kanzaki’s body without sparing him another glance.
“…Boring.”
Then he walked away, leaving behind only silence.
And a group of delinquents who would never forget what happened that day.
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Further inside the school, a luxurious black limousine sat parked in the middle of an open field.
Its polished exterior gleamed under the sunlight while several delinquents stood around it like loyal guard dogs.
Some carried umbrellas despite the clear weather, while others held expensive drinks.
All of them stared at the young man sitting comfortably on the hood of the car.
Tatsuya Himekawa.
One of the Tōhōshinki.
Unlike Kanzaki, who ruled through fear and violence, Himekawa ruled through money.
Money bought influence.
Money bought loyalty.
And most importantly, money bought people willing to fight for him.
A lot of people.
Himekawa lazily adjusted his expensive watch and sighed.
“The noise today is annoying.”
One of his followers immediately bowed.
“Sorry, Himekawa-san.”
“It’s making my head hurt.”
“I’ll tell them to keep it down.”
“You can’t exactly tell an entire school riot to lower their voices.”
The follower immediately lowered his head.
“M-My apologies.”
Himekawa rolled his eyes.
Idiots.
The only reason he tolerated these people was because their strength were useful.
“H-Himekawa-san!”
A thug urgently came running into the courtyard.
The panic in his voice immediately caught everyone’s attention.
Himekawa frowned.
“What now?”
“The Namimori people are here!”
“…So?”
“They already defeated Kanzaki!”
The smile disappeared from Himekawa’s face.
The messenger swallowed nervously.
“K-Kanzaki got crushed.”
“By who?”
“Hibari Kyoya.”
A few nearby delinquents visibly paled and exchanged uneasy looks.
Even Himekawa’s relaxed expression stiffened slightly.
Still, he forced himself to stay calm.
“Kanzaki losing isn’t surprising.”
Several followers immediately nodded.
“That’s right!”
“Kanzaki was overrated anyway!”
“Himekawa-san would’ve won!”
Himekawa smirked.
Exactly.
CRASH!
A body suddenly flew across the courtyard.
The unconscious delinquent bounced across the pavement before stopping directly in front of Himekawa’s expensive car.
Everyone froze.
Until another body flew in.
Then again, and again, and again like a cycle.
CRASH!
CRASH!
CRASH!
Each one landed closer than the last.
The field fell silent as clear footsteps echoed slow and steady until Hibari appeared before their eyes.
His uniform wasn’t even wrinkled.
Not a speck of dirt stained his clothes.
It looked less like he had fought through an entire school and more like he had taken a casual walk.
Himekawa felt a chill run down his spine, but he forced a smile onto his face.
“Well…”
He adjusted his jacket.
“Let’s be reasonable.”
Hibari didn’t respond.
He simply looked at him.
The silence somehow felt worse.
Himekawa laughed awkwardly.
“I’m sure this whole thing is just a misunderstanding.”
A bead of sweat rolled down his cheek.
“I mean, we’re all civilized people here—”
“Beat them up.”
Hibari interrupted.
The words were calm and simple like it was a matter-of-fact.
Members of the Disciplinary Committee appeared behind him and charged.
The courtyard instantly exploded into violence.
“PROTECT HIMEKAWA-SAN!”
Dozens of delinquents rushed forward to defend their boss.
However, none of their struggles mattered in the end.
The courtyard became a battlefield.
Or rather—
A one-sided massacre.
Every time a delinquent approached Hibari, they were sent flying somewhere far away unknown.
Bodies quickly littered the courtyard, making the battle end almost embarrassingly fast.
Soon, only Himekawa remained standing.
Everyone else on the ground was either groaning in pain or unconscious.
Even if there was someone still awake, they were pretending to be unconscious.
Himekawa observed the massacre that occurred before looking back at Hibari.
“…”
His legs began shaking.
For the first time in years, money couldn’t solve his problem.
Slowly, he raised both hands.
“I surrender.”
The courtyard fell silent.
Maybe it would work.
Maybe Hibari would accept.
Himekawa certainly hoped so, a hopeful smile appearing on his face.
“See?”
He laughed nervously while approaching slowly.
“We can solve this peacefully—”
ZZZZZT!
A stun baton suddenly shot out from his sleeve.
“Like hell I would!”
The concealed weapon lunged toward Hibari’s neck.
He grinned.
Got him!
CLANG!
The stun baton suddenly stopped midway, Himekawa freezing as a result.
Hibari had caught it effortlessly with the leather part of his tonfa.
The hopeful smile disappeared from Himekawa’s face.
“…Ah.
Hibari looked downward at him.
“Pathetic.”
Himekawa immediately panicked.
“W-Wait!
I can explain!”
“I hate it when trash do meaningless tricks before they die.”
“I’m from a w-wealthy family, you know!”
His voice became increasingly desperate.
“My family owns companies!
Anything you want, I can give it to you.”
“No.”
Hibari’s eyes narrowed.
“Do you think I can be tempted by something insignificant like that?”
“You’ll get in trouble!
You’ll regret this!”
A cold smile appeared on Hibari’s face.
“You people made one mistake I can never let pass.”
His tonfas clicked together.
“I’ll make all of you regret touching a student from my territory.
Innocent or not, every delinquent from this school will meet their maker.”
Himekawa’s face turned completely white.
“WAIT—”
BAM!
The tonfa smashed directly into his face, the field shaking as Himekawa’s body left the ground before slamming headfirst into the pavement hard.
Hibari looked down at the unconscious Tōhōshinki.
And lost interest immediately.
“Next.”
Compared to his fight with Tsuna…
this was far boring.
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“This sucks…”
He looked around the unfamiliar hallway.
“I got lost.”
Tsuna scratched his head.
After somehow getting separated from the others during the chaos, Tsuna was wandering through one of Ishiyama High’s buildings.
For some reason, it kept happening inside this school.
The corridors twisted in every direction and every abandoned classroom looked the same.
There was no way differentiate.
At this point, Tsuna wasn’t even surprised anymore that this school might be a maze.
As he sighed and continued walking, a voice suddenly echoed from above.
“You.”
Tsuna stopped.
“Hm?”
He looked up.
A delinquent sat casually on the first-floor staircase.
Messy black hair and sharp eyes.
And attached to his back, a strange green-haired baby.
The delinquent pointed directly at him.
“You look strong.”
Tsuna immediately had a bad feeling as he watched the guy jumped down from the stairs.
THUD.
After landing in front of him, without any warning, he grabbed the baby from his back and shoved him toward Tsuna.
“Take him.”
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“…”
The baby stared at Tsuna.
Tsuna stared at the baby.
The delinquent stared at both of them.
“What?”
…Excuse me!?
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