After breaking up, my ex asked me to win her back Chapter 41 Over-Shoulder Throw

Discipline Committee mbers hadn't expected that, the very group who usually upheld the school discipline, would actively break the rules today and engage in a brawl outside school grounds.

Fortunately, the fight broke out unexpectedly and the opposing side hadn't prepared any weapons, but the bad news was that neither had Kagura Hikaru and his team, leaving everyone with no choice but to go fist to fist in a physical collision match.

Within just a scant ten seconds or so, the situation began to tilt in favor of the Discipline Committee mbers.

Unlike the biker gang which relied solely on brute force, the grappling techniques that the Discipline Committee mbers practiced regularly in their club room ca into play, coupled with their coordinated teamwork, they took down several people upon making contact.

By the ti Ayakoji Chiyoko joined the fray, the scales of victory tipped completely one-sided.

The combat prowess of the other Discipline Committee mbers was already high from a high schooler's standpoint, but Ayakoji Chiyoko was still above them all. Despite her physique being weaker than that of n's, she could easily knock down an adult with a blow, incapacitating them from getting up for quite a while.

Her movents were extrely fast, and she clearly knew the weak points of the human body, targeting the opponents' vulnerabilities with every strike, and she took down several people within five to six seconds.

Soon, the biker gang mbers were lying on the ground, while not a single Discipline Committee mber had been lost, signaling their defeat as inevitable.

It seems there's no need for to act now.

That's what Kagura Hikaru thought.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed; the Sha Ma Te biker gang leader, sohow unnoticed, had crept up behind Ayakoji Chiyoko. Sothing in his right hand, which he had pulled from his pocket, glinted with a flash of cold light.

Kagura Hikaru was alard and imdiately rushed forward.

"Motherfucker, take this—"

The Sha Ma Te biker gang mber suddenly pulled out a switchblade and stabbed it down toward Ayakoji Chiyoko's shoulder.

He had already figured out that Ayakoji Chiyoko was the leader of these people and planned to injure her first, then use her as a hostage to force the group to retreat.

Ayakoji Chiyoko turned her head at the noise, her face showing surprise, but it was already too late to react.

However, as the switchblade ca down, an iron hand unexpectedly appeared from the side, fiercely grabbing the wrist of the Sha Ma Te biker gang mber holding the knife, followed by a punch to his ribs.

Taking advantage of his loosened grip from the pain, Kagura Hikaru snatched away the switchblade, and then landed another punch that knocked the Sha Ma Te biker gang mber's jaw askew. The man's body shuddered, and he collapsed into unconsciousness.

Kagura Hikaru closed the switchblade and put it away, then turned to look back at an astonished Ayakoji Chiyoko.

Hearing the whoosh of air, he turned his head and saw another biker gang mber charging toward him with excellent form, so going with his montum, Hikaru sidestepped, grabbed the assailant's hand, shouldered him, and executed a leg sweep—a perfect Judo throw heard with a thud as the unfortunate thug was slamd heavily onto the ground, instantly rendered incapacitated.

Seeing this, Ayakoji Chiyoko's surprise deepened on her face, "That was a beautiful throw."

"Thank you,"

Kagura Hikaru remained unfazed, rely nodding, then reached out to assist a nearby Discipline Committee mber in taking down another person.

Since he had already intervened, he might as well help to the end; standing by idly didn't seem right.

He didn't realize that Ayakoji Chiyoko was still discreetly observing him, surprised by his combat skills.

Ayakoji Chiyoko hadn't expected much of Kagura Hikaru's fighting ability because his build didn't resemble that of soone who exercised regularly. But maybe she had indeed judged the book by its cover; he had remained unengaged until now, but his involvent let her see how superficial her understanding of him had been.

That swift response, the grasp of timing, and the ease with which he handled himself during the encounter, were all qualities apparent in soone who had seen many battles.

His fluid movents even reminded Ayakoji Chiyoko of her Judo master, an old fellow who had been imrsed in martial arts for fifty years.

To tell the truth, she had never been so completely mistaken about soone.

This intense feeling of misjudgnt caused a strange current of warmth to surge through Ayakoji Chiyoko's heart.

Ayakoji Chiyoko had a peculiar fascination with probing into others' inner selves.

She needed to unearth the things and emotions that others kept hidden, to satisfy her curiosity.

Previously, Kagura Hikaru used personal matters as an excuse not to tell Ayakoji Chiyoko what she was doing, which had piqued her 'keen interest'. To her disappointnt, he had voluntarily revealed the secret that afternoon, and it turned out to be nothing special.

But this ti, this ti was different, she had found a 'secret' even more significant than the last one!

Ayakoji Chiyoko's heart raced, her blood boiling with uncontrollable excitent.

A smile spread across her face unwittingly, terrifying the gang mber she was beating to the core.

This woman, was she actually beating soone up while smiling? Was she so kind of sadist?!

It took just over ten minutes for the Discipline Committee mber to successfully knock down all the gang mbers, with only minor injuries to their side, all of them light wounds.

The Gorilla Vice President, having learned from others that Ayakoji Chiyoko had nearly been stabbed, was beside himself with rage. Since it wasn't right to take it out on the unconscious, he directed his fury towards Takayama Kenta and the two others who had been pinned down.

Their thumbs were tied behind their backs, but their feet were not, which originally gave them a chance to escape amidst the chaos. However, Kagura Hikaru had been watching them the whole ti. When Kagura Hikaru went in for the rescue, the three thought their opportunity had co, but other Discipline Committee mbers spotted the commotion and ca over to guard.

Seeing that all the gang mbers had been defeated, their spirits sank, lying face up like useless fish on the beach, having lost all desire to flee.

They thought the situation couldn't get any worse, but reality proved them too naive.

As soon as Takayama Kenta heard footsteps and opened his eyes, he saw a man as huge as a gorilla, slamming his fist, as big as a sandpot, towards his face.

"Wait——"

Takayama Kenta's eyes widened in an attempt to say sothing, but the fist had already smashed into his nose, instantly dazing him.

"That's for trying to escape! That's for extorting! That's for calling yourself big brother! That's for backstabbing the President!"

"I... I didn't backstab our President..." Takayama Kenta managed to say, nose bleeding.

Another punch hit his eye socket.

"Contrarian jerk, always contradicting, now contradict this!"

"You... you..."

Takayama Kenta's breath caught in his throat, and he fainted on the spot.

But to Tachibana Kanichi and Koyama Rikiya watching alongside, it was clear he was knocked out by the beating!

Seeing the Gorilla's eyes turn their way, they were struck with terror and shouted with all their strength, "Don't hit ! I'll confess!"

"Yes, yes, we have sothing very important to tell!"

Ayakoji Chiyoko walked over and looked down at them, her face expressionless as she said, "What you want to talk about is Sato Seiji, isn't it."

"Uh...."

Tachibana Kanichi and Koyama Rikiya exchanged an awkward look.

It seed she had guessed right.

"Vice President, take these three away for interrogation back at the headquarters."

"Yes!"

The Gorilla Vice President went behind the two, and like picking up chicks, lifted them with one hand each.

The passed out Takayama Kenta was handed over to other Discipline Committee mbers for escort and surveillance.

As for those gang mbers lying on the ground, groaning... let them stay a little longer; young people need their sleep.