This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 281 - 216. Brother Beichuan Saves Me! (Target of 8000 Words Achieved!)_2

Chapter 281: Chapter 216. Brother Beichuan Saves Me! (Target of 8000 Words Achieved!)_2

Either be killed by the man with the cleaver or take him down, there was no other way.

But the only one among them who could be counted as a combatant, Miss Cang, had fallen, and things had reached a state where they couldn’t get any worse.

At a time like this, Miss Cang still hoped someone could come to their rescue? This inexplicable optimism was something Ikegami Keito and the others couldn’t understand, which left them unable to respond.

"Miss Cang... who are you so confident about?" Changgu Makoto muttered quietly while sneaking glances at the hallway outside.

"... That person, speaking of which, you guys should know him."

"We know him?" Seki Naoya and the others looked over in confusion.

Miss Cang turned even paler. She gasped air into her lungs and then said, "Beichuan... Senior Beichuan from Beichuan Si, you know him, right?"

Beichuan Si? And a senior?

Isn’t that the Demon King?

Who doesn’t know him?

Ikegami Keito’s face showed shock, "Could it be that Miss Cang is saying that Brother Beichuan is the person coming to rescue us?"

That Beichuan Si?

Rescue people?

Recalling the days under the Demon King’s command, Ikegami Keito felt an itch on his skin, as if he wouldn’t feel right without beating someone up.

That definitely counted as a psychological disorder.

A psychological disorder driven to the surface by Beichuan Si.

Changgu Makoto and Seki Naoya, likewise, showed astonished faces: "Miss Cang is talking about Beichuan Si... Kyubei’s Beichuan Demon King?"

"... I don’t know why you all call Senior Beichuan the Demon King." Miss Cang forced a smile. "He’s actually a good person and skilled at handling this kind of situation."

"..." Seki Naoya, Ikegami Keito, and Changgu Makoto looked at each other in silence.

But soon, a sliver of hope rose in their hearts.

Regardless of whether Beichuan Si was a good person, he was indeed formidable. Alone, he could handle more than fifty delinquents without even breaking a sweat and had become the top delinquent leader in the Bunkyo District.

Although these titles were imposed on Beichuan Si by others, from these points, it was clear he was formidable.

If Beichuan Si were to come help...

How could Seki Naoya and the others not feel as if they had gained a pillar of strength?

And it was while they were pondering this that suddenly, footsteps echoed from the stairwell.

With those heavy footsteps, their hearts pounded rapidly.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Changgu Makoto held his breath, gripping a rusty, damaged steel pipe, he gave Ikegami Keito and Seki Naoya a sidelong glance.

Ikegami Keito and Seki Naoya tiptoed to the door.

Ikegami Keito clutched a rusty fruit knife he had found somewhere, and Seki Naoya held a steel rod.

The three of them watched the doorway as if facing a great enemy.

Thud—

As if sensing something amiss here, the footsteps came to a stop right at the door.

Seki Naoya and the others’ heartbeats peaked, nearly losing their nerve and rushing out to fight for their lives.

But they eventually held back.

The person outside seemed to vanish.

Silence plunged the surroundings once again into a deathly stillness.

This eerie quiet gave Seki Naoya and the others goosebumps.

Giggle, giggle, giggle...

Ikegami Keito, frightened, started with his teeth clattering, his hand holding the fruit knife trembling slightly.

Having no movement for so long... maybe the other party had already left?

Even though they knew their guess was just a psychological comfort, some couldn’t help harboring wishful thinking.

Just when everyone had heaved a sigh of relief,

The door was pushed open, and a figure stood in the doorway.

The three individuals, tensed on both sides and in front of the door, finally unleashed their pent-up energy.

They furiously hurled the objects in their hands at the figure.

In the next moment—

The figure kicked Ikegami Keito away with one foot, turned his wrist to catch the steel pipe and rod hurled at him, then used his arms to promptly bring two people down to the ground.

It was like infants challenging a giant; they had no chance to fight back.

Seki Naoya and the others were now in despair.

Could they really be going to die here?

The combat power of both sides was simply incomparable.

Just when they had given up in despair, Qianye Cang suddenly spoke out as if she had seen a savior, "Senior Beichuan?!"

Ah?!

Seki Naoya and the others opened their mouths, turning their heads stiffly like malfunctioning robots.

Beichuan Si stood by the door with a cold expression, looking at them.

The Beichuan Demon King is here?

He actually came?

"Yes." Beichuan Si nodded curtly while frowning at the surroundings.

It must be said, the place was filled with dust and dimly lit, broken and shabby, definitely not a pleasant spot.

"Brother Beichuan!"

Suddenly someone called out.

This familiar voice caught Beichuan Si’s attention, and he glanced down.

To his right, Changgu Makoto was looking at him.

"Changgu?" Beichuan Si shifted his gaze again.

Sure enough, he saw Seki Naoya, Ikegami Keito, and Changgu Makoto inside.

The three hapless brothers each looked ragged, apparently having taken a severe beating from Beichuan Si just now.

"Was it the three of you who attacked me just now?" Beichuan Si asked.

"Uh... we didn’t know..."

How were we supposed to know you were standing outside the door?

Changgu Makoto felt somewhat wronged.

Instead of being hit by that knife-wielding vengeful spirit, they were severely beaten by Beichuan Si.

It seemed that summoning the Demon King still required them to take a beating from him.

They couldn’t help but think.

However, Beichuan Si couldn’t care less about their little schemes, feeling somewhat exasperated inside.

These guys really hit hard, either aiming for the eyes or hitting below the belt, truly targeting people’s most vulnerable spots.

He walked over to Qianye Cang’s side: "Don’t move, I’ll heal you."

"...Okay, it’s trouble for you again, Senior Beichuan." Qianye Cang wasn’t being overly courteous.

If her condition was holding up the team’s progress, it would be a grave sin.

Beichuan Si placed his palm on her flank.

There, a deep wound was evident.

Under the astonished gaze of Changgu Makoto and the others, a sinister black mist flickered between Beichuan Si’s fingers.

This mist, different from Qianye Cang’s dark aura, felt so chilling at the sight that it wound around the body, irresistible.

The wound slowly healed under their watch, eventually smoothing back to normal.

"What is this...?!" Seki Naoya and the others were dumbfounded.

No wonder Beichuan Si could claim the biggest antagonist spot in Bunkyo District; he was clearly not an ordinary person!

While Beichuan Si continued to channel deathly energy to heal Qianye Cang’s other wounds, he asked, "How did you get into such a sorry state?"

"....." Ikegami Keito felt a bit wronged, wanting to tell Beichuan Si that they hadn’t been so disheveled until just before, but recalling Beichuan Si’s methods just now, he wisely changed the subject: "Brother Beichuan, you don’t know, this place is really sinister. Just now there was a man... he should have been dead!"

Ikegami Keito gestured a human head in the air.

"He was holding a bloody kitchen knife, and his deformed, twisted head had a piece of glass sticking into it."

Talking about this made Ikegami Keito almost vomit, but he still endured the nausea and told everything.

"Do you know? It pierced right through his brains! Yet, he was still able to walk, run, and jump! If it weren’t for Miss Cang, we three would probably have died here already."

"Is it like the one behind you?"

Beichuan Si suddenly asked.

Ikegami Keito puzzledly turned his head.

The fierce and horrifying man’s head came into his sight.

He turned his head like he’d discovered a treasure and yelled at Beichuan Si: "It’s this! It looks exactly like this! I—"

Suddenly... he seemed to realize something was off.

Yes... something felt off, didn’t it?

"Brother Beichuan, save me!"

Ikegami Keito cried out pathetically.