I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Moreover, the other party did not come alone, but was surrounded by many gorgeous female students. Each girl was dressed in heavy makeup and had a crazy look on her face when looking at the boy, but when facing Kurogane Ikki, she was only sarcastic and mean.

"Is this true? I can't participate in the practical course because of my low ability score?"

"Isn't that waste?"

"Wow, how shabby, Kirihara-san, could you please stay away from him? I feel like he might catch my infection."

"That's right, why did you come here?"

Even Okita Souji, who was listening nearby, couldn't stand words like these.

But when Souji Okita secretly glanced at Ikki Kurogane from the side of his eyes, he found that Ikki Kurogane's face was terrifyingly calm except for being a little heavy.

"You can't say that. Even if Kurogane-san is an F-rank loser, he's still our classmate. Classmates should care about and support each other."

"Ah~~! Kirihara-san is so considerate and kind."

"That's right, even that kind of trash is cared about."

"So handsome!"

What should I do? I want to vomit...

Souji Okita does not reject conspiracies and tricks, nor does she hate people who use them. After all, in her opinion, pursuing so-called fairness and humanity on the battlefield is gambling with her own life and the lives of her companions. In order to survive and to keep more companions alive, she has no qualms about assassination or poisoning.

But she hated Shizuya Kirihara's hypocrisy and pretentiousness.

Ikki Kurogane suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled. When he quietly lowered his head, he saw Okita Souji with an expression as if he had seen a cockroach or a rat.

"Can you please hurry up and leave? If you don't hurry up, I'm going to kill him with a knife..."

"Ah ha ha……"

Ikki Kurogane couldn't help but smile bitterly, but Okita Souji's actions made him feel much better.

He always acts indifferent when facing hardships and difficulties, and always comforts himself with reasons like "I have experienced this too many times."

But even so, how could he really not care at all?

In order to completely block the biting wind and snow ahead, you have to build a wall in front of you, but if you want to move forward, this wall will become an obstacle to your progress.

Yes, “I’m used to it” is just a lie to myself.

But when Okita Souji stood with him, just having one more person beside him made him feel a sense of comfort after all the hardships, as if the haze in his heart was driven away by the bright light of the sun.

"Sorry, Kirihara-san, Souji and I have things to do, so we won't bother you anymore."

Ikki Kurogane smiled and nodded to the shocked Shizuya Kirihara, then prepared to leave with Souji Okita.

why?

Kirihara Shizuya couldn't understand.

Why does this loser have such a bright smile?

Why does he smile so brightly in front of me?

A mere F-rank trash should kneel down before me and beg... No, beg me to let him go!

Kirihara Shizuya's twisted mind made his originally handsome face become hideous. A female student in front of him was pushed away by him without any strength and almost fell down.

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Shizuya Kirihara once again stood in front of Ikki Kurogane and Souji Okita, and the smile on his face looked like a hypocritical mask.

Chapter 71 Murderer (1/31)

"Is there anything else you need, Kirihara-san?"

Ikki Kurogane secretly glanced at Okita Souji, whose face became increasingly gloomy, and his eyes revealed a hint of hostility.

"Don't be so repulsive to me, Kurogane-kun. We are old friends."

The smile on Kirihara Shizuya's face deepened a little.

He wanted to see Ikki Kurogane suffer, wanted to see Ikki Kurogane struggle helplessly.

But during this period, no matter how he tortured Ikki Kurogane, whether it was verbal slander or attacks, Ikki Kurogane endured it silently, and only he was like a clown jumping around.

So, he hated, he despised Kurogane Ikki.

Especially today, he actually saw a very beautiful girl following Kurogane Ikki.

After seeing the vigilance that Ikki Kurogane showed towards him, Shizuya Kirihara secretly felt proud in his heart, because he felt that he knew what Ikki Kurogane cared about.

"I suddenly realized that there is such a beautiful girl beside you, Kurogane-san. I haven't seen her before. Is she a new school girl? I just heard Kurogane-san call you Souji. What a nice name."

Kirihara Shizuya flirtatiously tossed his hair, then placed one hand on his chest like a gentleman, bowed slightly towards Okita Souji and said, "May I have the honor of knowing your name, junior?"

Before Okita Souji could react, Kurogane Ikki took the lead and pulled Okita Souji behind him.

"Kirihara-san, what do you want to do?"

By the way, be hostile to me, Kurogane Ikki. The more hostile you are to me, the more it proves that you care about this girl.

"What do I want to do? I just want to get to know this junior. What do you want to do, Kurogane-san?" Kirihara Shizuya said with an aggrieved look, "Could it be that this junior is your girlfriend? Even if she is, you're meddling too much, aren't you?"

After hearing what Kirihara Shizuya said, the female students surrounding him were also busy expressing their opinions.

"That's it!"

"It's her honor to get to know Kirihara-san. Why are you, an F-rank loser, standing in her way?"

"If you ask me, this loser must have low self-esteem. He's worried that the girl will immediately abandon him after meeting Kirihara-san."

"Isn't that natural? How can an F-rank loser compare to Kirihara-san?"

"That girl is really blind. She actually wants to be the girlfriend of that loser."

They chirped like a swarm of flies flying around my ears, which was extremely annoying.

But their words greatly satisfied Kirihara Shizuya's vanity, and he even pretended to be compassionate and explained for Okita Souji.

"I think this junior has been deceived by Kurogane-kun. If she knew his true face, she definitely wouldn't stay with a loser like him. Everyone, please don't blame her anymore. She just met the wrong person."

Then, he simply ignored Kurogane Ikki and said to Okita Souji with an arrogant air of "You're honored to meet me," "It's too abrupt to ask a girl's name, so let me introduce myself first. I'm Kirihara Shizuya, a C-rank knight from Class 2, Grade 3. I was also the top freshman of the previous class and the representative of last year's 'Seven Star Sword Dance Festival'. I'm completely different from the 'Failed Knight' next to you."

While boasting about himself, he also did not forget to belittle Ikki Kurogane, and Shizuya Kirihara felt proud in his heart.

She seemed to be able to see that the next moment this schoolmate would show her admiration and shock. After all, he was a genius who had qualified as a representative of the "Seven Star Sword Dance Festival" in his first year. Anyone who was willing to stay with the "Failed Knight" must be very mediocre. To them, she was a truly favored child of heaven.

However, he was disappointed because he did not see any change in Okita Souji's expression.

Those amber eyes did not stir up any ripples because of his words, like a pool of stagnant water.

This also made the smile on Kirihara Shizuya's face become a little stiff.

"...You may not know Kurogane Ikki's true face. He may have always acted very handsome in front of you, but that was just him pretending to be handsome. The real him is just a coward who was afraid of fighting me and ran away..."

"Pfft!"

The muscles were cut open and blood oozed out uncontrollably with vigorous vitality.

The vision was dyed blood red, and every breath was blocked by the disgusting smell of blood.

what happened?

"Gah——!"

When Shizuya Kirihara came to his senses, he found himself strangling his neck with both hands, standing trembling more than two meters away from Souji Okita and Ikki Kurogane.

His clothes were soaked with sweat and saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

What just happened... was an illusion?

His neck was cut open, and even though he tightly pinched his neck with both hands to block the incision, blood still gushed out from between his fingers.

I wanted to ask for help, to question, to roar, to scream, but all that came out of my mouth was boiling blood.

Such a real death...you tell me this is an illusion?

"Can you please stay away from me?"

Kirihara Shizuya subconsciously met her gaze, and the next moment, he felt like his soul was about to be frozen.

What kind of look is that?

There was no fear, no excitement, no anger, no emotion at all in that chaos.

Even... I can't even feel the anger of humans or living things.

as if……

"I won't be able to help myself and will kill you with my sword."

...Like a dead person.

How many deaths must one have witnessed to have that kind of look?

How many murders must one have committed to have such a look?

That was not a look that a human could possess, but a look that only a murderer who could remain calm in the face of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood could possess.

Just as humans take breathing for granted, she takes the taking of life for granted.

She was like this, Souji Okita was like this... which made Ikki Kurogane feel scared and distant.

"General..."

So, he subconsciously reached out his hand to her and called her name softly.

His hand was suddenly grabbed, causing Okita Souji to look back. His sakura-pink shoulder-length hair swayed gently as he shook his head.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Ikki?"

The familiar Okita Souji has returned from that distant and unreachable side.

Pure amber eyes without a trace of impurities, and skin as white as a blooming snow camellia.

But the previous one was not an illusion. It was a thick aura of death that seemed to deprive all life around it.

Shizuya Kirihara had already run away, scared away in a very embarrassed and miserable manner by Souji Okita. Naturally, the girls followed him away.

Ikki Kurogane wanted to ask Okita Souji, but when he opened his mouth he didn't know how to ask.

Just ask directly, “How many people have you killed, Souji?”

Even Kurogane Ikki didn't know, if it was just killing people... could one really possess such a terrifying aura?

Moreover, even if he had experienced it personally, it was difficult for him to connect the current Okita Souji with the "murderer" just now.

His mind is in a mess now.

"So... Ikki, how long are you going to hold my hand?"

It was not until Okita Souji said this that Kurogane Ikki realized that he was still holding the other person's hand, and he immediately let go in panic.

"Yes...I'm sorry!"

"Well, I don't mean to blame you, Ikki."

Souji Okita looked nonchalant, as if he didn't consider himself a girl or Kurogane Ikki a boy at all. He walked over and patted Kurogane Ikki on the back heavily.

"That annoying guy just now was your opponent, Ikki, right? Then you have to teach that annoying guy a lesson on my behalf. I'm counting on you."

"No... Actually, I'm not that sure."

"I'm here, right? I told you I'd help you."

"Don't push me, I can walk by myself!"

Thank you, Souji, for trusting me so much.

And Stella, Shizuku...

Although Kurogane Ikki had a wry smile on his face, his heart was very warm.

The road ahead is still full of difficulties, but this time, he is no longer alone.

When he falls, there is someone who can pull him up; when he hesitates, there is someone who can push him from behind.

Chapter 72: Being a Listener and Companion

"Let me ask you first, how did you originally plan to deal with that bastard?"