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Seeing Yuu standing motionless, Sugou snorted in disgust.

"All talk in front of a woman? Trash. Fine, if you’re not planning to teach a lesson now, my ti’s more valuable than yours, so I won’t waste it here with you."

Sugou shrugged, turning around calmly like a victorious rooster.

"Let Asuna play with you for a bit; I don’t mind used goods. After all, her greatest value isn’t there... Once she graduates, I have plenty of ways to take her back from trash like you."

As those words landed, Yuu finally spoke:

"You’re not afraid I’m recording this conversation?"

"I’ve been watching your every move from start to finish. Of course, I know you didn’t have ti to pull out a phone—and I, since coming to talk to you both, have had my recording mode on."

Hearing Sugou’s confident, relaxed tone, Yuu frowned in thought for a mont, then suddenly relaxed his shoulders and let out a long sigh.

"Haaa—I thought you were at least a mid-boss. I didn’t expect you to be so dumb you’d lose to a mini-boss... All that effort thinking about how to deal with you was such a waste."

Sugou turned back, his face sowhat nacing. "What are you—"

"First, your recording device isn’t a phone but a pen recorder, right?"

Yuu cut him off calmly.

Sugou’s expression changed drastically, instinctively covering his left pants pocket. "How did you—"

Yuu took a step closer.

"Then, I don’t know if you told all this to show off, to enjoy mocking , or because you underestimated , thinking it doesn’t matter if I know these things, unafraid that Asuna and I could ruin your reputation with the Yuuki family."

"Heh, you think—"

"But none of that matters."

"..." For who-knows-how-many tis, Sugou’s words were interrupted, his breath caught in his throat, his face slowly turning from purple to dark red.

Yuu flashed an innocent smile, but his eyes were ice-cold, a glint of danger flickering within.

"What matters is, you not only insulted my deceased family but also approached my girlfriend with malicious intent, trying to NTR , right?"

Without waiting for Sugou’s response, Yuu said inwardly:

(System, activate the status.)

The electronic voice of the system’s leek-haired girl sounded in his mind:

[Execution of Justice, activated: For the next five minutes, actions of justice determined by the Host will not be recorded by any device, and all evidence that could lead to counterattacks against the Host will be erased. Five-minute cooldown.]

Yuu glanced up at the surveillance cara, raising an eyebrow.

(This is as absurd as it is shaless. I’m not so bald one-punch hero... By the way, system, did you know this would happen and deliberately give these statuses?)

[All choices are the Host’s; they have nothing to do with this system.]

(Haha, listen to you lie—you’re bragging.)

"..."

Ignoring the system’s silence, Yuu began stretching his arms and legs, looking at Sugou with a friendly smile.

"After committing so many wrongs, Sugou-san, you should be ntally prepared—next, it’s ti for the execution of justice."

Since no one else would hear, Yuu shalessly said this embarrassing line, indulging a bit of his inner arrogance.

As for Sugou, since he mocked him, he no longer considered him human in the narrow sense.

Yuu was just that selfish.

"Execution of justice? Pfft, hahahaha! How old are you, still watching tokusatsu and kids’ ani?! Do you still want to be a hero who saves the world? Hahahaha!"

With wide, shocked eyes, Sugou burst into laughter, even taking off his glasses to wipe tears from the corners of his eyes.

"That’s hilarious. I didn’t expect you to be a hundred tis more childish than , this childish adult... Tenkuji, should I buy you so toys?"

He shook his head, as if he’d laughed enough, and was about to put his glasses back on to look at Yuu, who was a few steps away.

But he realized, at so point, the guy was already standing in front of him, staring at him coldly.

"I’m too lazy to talk much with you because you’ve pissed off—so I’ll use these fists to beat you until you cry."

"You!"

His pupils shrank to pinpoints, his mouth opening to say sothing, Sugou took a step back.

The next second, Yuu clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and suddenly threw a left hook at his disgusting face.

"Sugou Nobuyuki, confess your sins!"

*WHAM!*

*CRACK!*

The sound of the punch’s wind and breaking bones rang out simultaneously.

Almost without ti to react, Sugou was sent flying to the left, his face contorted, like a kite with a cut string.

Not as dramatic as spinning three tis in the air like in comics, he rely fell from the montum, without even a scream of pain, fainting instantly with rolled-back eyes and twitching limbs.

Such simple violence was almost an art form.

Yuu wasn’t worried about anyone witnessing the scene, as the system had stated that, besides devices, unless he allowed it, everyone would unconsciously ignore the fight happening in front of the Yuuki family’s house.

Just like when he infiltrated that residence, he could do whatever he wanted—even stripping Sugou and hanging him up to beat him wouldn’t matter.

(Is this what the system calls Execution of Justice?)

(I love it, I love this—upholding justice will be my dream from now on!)

"Hmm, maybe I hit a bit too hard..."

Dismissing his joking thoughts, Yuu looked at his fist thoughtfully.

As a kid, he often fought to protect his sister, but like now—delivering a heavy punch to a neatly dressed adult who looked like a furry beast with a human face, sending his opponent flying—this was a first.

A bit exhilarating, a bit scary—scary that he might accidentally hit so hard the guy would beg for divine forgiveness.

Though the system guaranteed safety, Yuu had no intention of killing anyone, not even trying it... At most, he’d hit harder, venting all the emotions in his heart.

But seeing Sugou’s body still twitching slightly, it seed his punch’s strength was well-controlled, just aid at the wrong spot.

He shouldn’t have hit his face.

Though he really wanted to aim there, it was indeed a vital area with too many sensitive points...

And as per the system’s earlier guarantee, after a few seconds of twitching, Sugou’s body gradually cald.

Then, he sat up with a confused expression.

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