Yarizui Sen in flight!
Ben-To: The new Kingdom 3
It wasn’t very much later after the bell had rung that from the shadows the lowlife showed up with bats and sticks aimed at the half priced god. They went in storming, hate filled yells and screams thundered through the super.
It had Sen, Satou and Shaga frozen with astonishment about the unbelievable scene that was unfolding before them. They been through many fights and there will always be people who will try to fight unfair, but this beats it all.
Still. There was something else Sen had noticed. The strikes from the woman looked familiar, paralyzing the attacker and kill them off with a single strike in the back of their neck. One after another went down, but there wasn’t any indication the end was drawing near. More kept running into what was a battlefield. Lances and swords replaced by sticks, pipes and bats.
Swift as the wind Sen sped up and dove into the fight. Her flying kicks with those heavy shoes knocked down a bat in another man’s face and gave her a lift back into the air to land a knee in a face of a punk.
Satou and Shaga were cheering, still a bit estranged to the situation. Though it all felt as it was meant to be. The expression on Senpai’s face looked serious. Her eyes filled with vengeance and the other woman just grinned soon as she had seen Sen enter the fight.
‘They know each other but from where?’ Satou’s mind was dwelling on whether he should support his senpai. But he was to mesmerized by her movements. The skirts flow her slender legs wrapped in black. With dreamy eyes he fell in love all over again.
“Guess the ghost made you a pervert to huh Satou?” Shaga slams a hand in his back throwing him of his pink cloud.
-“What the hell are you talking about?” Satou stumps his foot down and clenches his fist in front of him. Elbows tugged deep in his sides.
“Nothing. He he.” Shaga takes of and mingles into the fight.
Soon as Satou wanted to put himself into motion a hand grabbed him by his shoulder. With a turn of his head he faced a young man all beaten up. His right cheek was all swollen up and blooded pieces of paper stuck from his nostrils. The right eye was the only one open as the other was just al shade of purple and blue.
“Awe yew the wan they cawl the Wentai?” He fell to his knees with his hand sliding along side Satou’s arms as he turns further around trying to catch this beaten man.
-“What happened? Why, what how do you…” Puzzled he holds the young man in his arms who is slowly losing consciousness.
“Help Us P-Pehveht”
-“Oi wake up. What is going on here?”
On the other side of the store the last of the punks have been added to the pile of the beaten. In the corner of his eyes he sees Sen and the half priced god facing each other in a stance, ready to fight another round. Their faces already scraped by the many near misses they seem to be smiling.
To be continued…
