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Hayakawa, holding the gun, boasted wildly. He closed his eyes and gestured in the general direction of the target: "I don't need to look at it at all. I don't even need to aim. I can just hit the bullseye with one shot."

The children around them looked at each other in shock, while the boss's face turned even uglier. Even Doma Umaru next to him frowned slightly and looked over.

Even she would have a hard time hitting the target 100% if she shot with her eyes closed.

"This is my signature move, random shooting, which I created myself."

Hayakawa didn't care; other people's opinions only excited him more. In a flash of inspiration, he came up with another great invention after his "rule-free exam".

As he spoke, he casually raised the barrel of the gun, intending to fire a shot.

"what!"

The children, bewildered but impressed, stared wide-eyed at Hayakawa's movements, holding their breath. The boss, on the other hand, looked solemn, his eyes fixed on the direction of the gun barrel.

"boom!"

Just as he said, Hayakawa fired a shot without even aiming.

The bullet cut through the air and then struck the target at an off-center trajectory.

The boss immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his previously distressed face.

As expected, the uninvited guest wouldn't come again and again. Although this shot didn't miss the target, it was far from hitting the bullseye.

Several children silently looked at Hayakawa.

"It's a bit windy."

Hayakawa frowned slightly, muttered to himself, and fired another shot.

This time, he glanced at it briefly.

With a "bang," the boss laughed again, and laughed very happily, because the shot not only didn't hit the target, but it went completely off target and no one knew where it went.

Hayakawa: "Hiss..."

He frowned slightly, raised his gun, aimed carefully for a long time, and then fired a shot.

"boom!"

The boss stopped laughing, because the shot had hit him squarely in the forehead, almost making him curse out loud. He quickly covered his head and ran far away.

He felt that the student was definitely doing it on purpose, otherwise how could that shot have missed so much?

"..."

The elementary school students were dumbfounded. They stared at the stall owner who was standing far away, and then at Hayakawa who was standing silently in place. They thought to themselves, "How can a shot aimed at the target go astray by 45 degrees? Are you squint?"

"..."

Hayakawa stared at the target in front of him in silence for a long time, then casually threw the gun in his hand: "I'm done playing, I'm leaving."

"Don't mind Ni-chan!"

Upon hearing this, several elementary school students quickly gathered around: "It's because the wind is too strong."

"Yes, the barrel of this gun is usually crooked."

The elementary school students clearly had a very high level of affection for Hayakawa, who treated them to food, and in an instant, comforting voices came all at once.

"……Ugh."

Hearing these sounds, Hayakawa felt a little better.

Then, a sudden burst of laughter rang out.

"Pfft~"

Doma covered his mouth, his face turning bright red, but he couldn't help but let out a barely audible laugh.

"..."

Hayakawa froze in place as if time had been frozen, and that mocking laugh instantly ignited his pride.

At that moment, his consciousness slowed down, and he saw the wind, the dust, the light flowing in the air, and himself hunched over his desk, writing furiously on countless nights.

"It is perhaps inevitable to encounter some humiliation on the road to success."

but…

Hayakawa whispered to himself, but the next moment, a flame that had burned for a thousand years ignited in his eyes.

Why do I, who work so hard, always have to suffer injustice?

He stepped forward and walked towards the girl, like a renowned minister who faced death, his imposing aura reminiscent of an ancient general standing on a high platform before setting out to fight.

The ultimate power, accompanied by Xin Fu's rage, surged forth, flowing and coalescing between his fists.

"Just think of it as being for me..."

A figure appeared in front of Hayakawa. It was a person with a textbook-like face. It extended its fist at Hayakawa and said in a deep voice, "Use the Emperor Fist on her."

Hayakawa swung his arms like a Tai Chi master, and the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation roared and surged between his fists, overwhelming the universe and shattering everything!

"Great Emperor Fist!"

Chapter 101 The Despicable Hayakawa

"call…"

Doma Umaru was forcibly suppressing her laughter. Hayakawa's shots just now were really quite comical, and it took her several breaths to calm down. However, just as she calmed down, a bone-chilling coldness came from behind her, and for a moment it felt as if a death crisis was coming from behind her.

She turned her head sharply and saw the heavens and earth tremble. The entire void seemed unable to contain the figure of that person. Hayakawa stood there like a god, looking down on all directions, raising his fist to strike. His whole body was radiant with golden light, and chaotic energy permeated the air. His momentum was unstoppable.

Doma felt a chill run down her spine. At that moment, she had a strong sense of déjà vu. She had experienced this scene before, the exact same one.

She remembered when she was in elementary school, a shameless bastard who lost a Street Fighter game and couldn't take the loss took advantage of her sneak attacks and physical strength to pin her to the ground and beat her. What was most infuriating was that this guy transferred away not long after, not even giving her a chance for revenge.

This experience was unforgettable for her, and from then on she never played games with her classmates again, nor was she willing to reveal to others that she was a gamer.

This is a humiliating memory she can never forget, it's etched into her very being. And now, that experience is coming with the howling wind of the punch from the person in front of her, trying to drag her back into the abyss of pain.

It's not that easy...

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, or perhaps as a response to that painful past experience, Doma Umaru gently closed her eyes. In an instant, her figure slowly overlapped with that of the little girl from six years ago who was about to be shamelessly attacked. At the critical moment, she quickly twisted her body and deftly dodged the blow.

"Nani!"

Hayakawa's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size. His Emperor Fist Technique, which he had honed for countless years, had actually been broken!

"Humph!"

Doma Umaru's graceful body leaped through the air, dodging the powerful punch with the grace of a startled swan and the agility of a swimming dragon. She looked at Hayakawa and snorted coldly before unleashing a counterattack: "Here you go!"

"what!"

Hayakawa stared in disbelief at the blow that landed on his chest, then flew backward, landing on the ground in a cloud of dust, and remained motionless.

Doma lay buried on the ground, not looking at the miserable state of the defeated, but instead tilting his head slightly to look at the stars embedded in the horizon in the distance.

Victoy.

She crossed her arms in front of Hayakawa, a gesture that was the victory celebration of the Street Fighter character Cammy. It was also the character she had chosen in her last match against Hayakawa. In that match, Hayakawa chose to launch a despicable sneak attack when her character's health was about to drop to zero and she was about to lose. Later, while Hayakawa was lying on the ground unable to move, Hayakawa killed her uncontrolled character.

This duel, which had ended abruptly in his heart, finally came to a perfect conclusion nine years later.

At this moment, the nine-year-old girl, who had always been hiding in her heart with a face full of resentment, finally showed a smile and welcomed her tenth birthday.

"Hayakawa,"

Doma Umaru withdrew his gaze and looked coldly at Hayakawa lying on the ground, saying, "After all these years, you still can't accept defeat, and you're still so despicable."

Hayakawa was lying on the ground, heartbroken, when he heard the girl in front of him call out his name. He was startled and sat up abruptly, his expression serious and his brows furrowed. "Who are you?" he asked.

"I am someone who has been harmed by your shamelessness,"

Doma Umaru's gaze fell on Hayakawa's mask. She really wanted to lift it up and see what he looked like now, but her girlish modesty prevented her from doing so. She could only look away and sneer, "You actually wore a mask so I couldn't see your face and recognize you. Luckily, your nature is still so incurable after all these years, so I could recognize you right away."

"you…"

Hayakawa frowned even more upon hearing this. There were simply too many people who had been harmed by his despicable methods; he couldn't possibly remember who was who, just as a person can't remember how much bread they've eaten.

Doma Umaru couldn't be bothered to argue with Hayakawa. Anyway, judging from his school uniform, he was from the same school as her, so she could catch him at school anytime. Right now, she just wanted to vent her anger on her younger self from many years ago. So, she waved the pink dog fiercely at Hayakawa and threatened him seriously with super fierce courage: "Give up!"

"what?"

Upon hearing the word "lose," Hayakawa immediately sat up as if suffering from PTSD, and said sarcastically, "I'll lose?!"

Emperor Hayakawa was undefeated throughout his life; there were only four possibilities: a big win, a medium win, a small win, and a future win. There was absolutely no possibility of him losing.

"you…"

When Umaru heard Hayakawa say such a thing, she was so angry that she couldn't say a word and her face turned bright red.

You won't lose? Then what about all your past achievements?

Oh, right, you definitely won't lose.

Because every time you're about to lose, you immediately start a real-time PvP battle, you bastard!!

Umaru stared intently at Hayakawa with bloodshot eyes. The resentment that had been building up in her heart for years, as well as the unwillingness she felt for Hayakawa's inexplicable transfer and departure, were finally released at this moment. At this moment, her eyes seemed to be looking at an enemy, or rather, she was looking at an enemy. A beautiful and pretty girl was made to look as terrifying as a female ghost by her terrifying and horrifying aura, to the point that any normal person would feel terrified.

"hehe,"

But Hayakawa was no normal person; she wasn't afraid at all. Seeing Doma Umaru's expression, she thought Hayakawa was getting anxious, so she straightened her back and mocked, "You're not talking about the shooting just now, are you? You did shoot pretty well, but I don't think I lost anywhere."

"You didn't lose?"

Doma Umaru, recalling Hayakawa's comical performance earlier, almost laughed in anger. Pointing at the boss who was still groaning and clutching his head, he said, "You're practically tilting your head to the Atlantic Ocean! How can you miss the target by so many degrees when you fire a gun? Are you blind?"

Hayakawa is famous!

Hayakawa felt a tremendous insult for a moment, and his blood ran hot. But his heart told him that whoever got angry at this moment would lose. So he immediately put on a disdainful look, waved his hand to summon his henchmen, and shouted, "Justice is in the hearts of the people. If you don't believe me, ask these onlookers who won just now."

Upon hearing this, the elementary school students first looked at the boss in the distance who was holding his head, then at the masked beauty standing in front with an imposing aura, and then at Hayakawa beside him. They exchanged glances, all looking as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

"..."

Hayakawa subtly gestured with his hand, making a money-like gesture to them.

Several elementary school students' eyes lit up. They exchanged glances and all chose to lie through their teeth, going against their conscience.

"Ni-chan won!"

"Ni-chan is doomed."

“That’s right, the boss’s head is the real target, and only my brother hit it, so my brother should be the winner.”

Hayakawa glanced approvingly at the last child. What a clever child! His nonsense was logical and well-founded, and his ability to distort the truth was just like mine.

"you…"

Doma Umaru looked at the chaotic and surreal scene before him, and felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. The world before him was incredibly dark, and even a child of a few years old was tainted by this darkness.

Chapter 102 Awkwardness

Darkness...it's so dark.

Looking at Hayakawa and the children, who were in cahoots, Doma felt that the world was shrouded in darkness, with treacherous officials in power.

A virtuous person finds it difficult to confront the despicable tactics of a petty person, and he cannot handle a big scoundrel and his several henchmen alone.

Strategic shift!

Doma Umaru made up her mind to leave first. After all, she was in UMR mode, and Hayakawa was her classmate. If she stayed any longer, she might leave an impression on him and expose her identity as an otaku.

Anyway, we're in the same school, so I'll get my revenge on him sooner or later!

"goodbye!"

Doma gave Hayakawa one last fierce look, as if he wanted to remember this person deeply, before turning around and leaving without hesitation.