Strongest in the Supernatural School Volume 1 Chapter 4 part 8

Due to the intense heat, I evade the attack and take distance.
 
The heat immediately moves away and I deeply inhale.
 
“My power…is the ultimate spear and shield. Flames that destroy all, flames that burn everything! Iron skin that withstands all, boasting invulnerability! With molten iron, I’m unrivaled! That’s me! Netsuhara Eien!”
 
Disregarding the blood flowing from his nose, he charges at me.
 
With that much heat, even I can’t endure it for long.
 
“Ah, Amamori-kun! That’s too dangerous! Please… surrender…!”
 
“Amamori! Don’t worry about what happens later! We’re the ones left! you did well …… without even using your powers! leave the rest to us, just surrender!”
 
Asahina-san and Karasuma’s voices rang out.
 
Voices flew from other students I had never spoken to before.
 
This seems to be my limit, the utmost I can do right now… Or so it must look.
 
When I turned my gaze to Kurotsuki, he was shaking his head from side to side.
 
It’s enough, stop already. You absolutely can’t beat Atsuhara as you are now.
 
Those feelings were transparently visible… Yet I didn’t run away.
 
“…You still won’t acknowledge it?”
 
“Huh? Are we done with this game of tag?”
 
Seeing me stop running away, Atsuhara’s smile deepened.
 
In response, I relaxed my shoulders and took a deep breath.
 
Hey, Kurotsuki. If you were in this situation, could you beat Atsuhara barehanded?
 
If your answer is “I could”, then I’ll give up. If you can beat a monster like him barehanded, you must be a genius beyond my capabilities.
 
But if you think you can’t,
 
Then know this – we have no chance of winning. Burn that into your eyes.
 
I raised my fists. Atsuhara reacted slightly, then slowly closed the distance between us.
 
“I’ll torture ‘n slaughter ya real slow. Any last words? Nah, don’t beg for your life or nothin’.”
 
“Well… What if I said I had martial arts training?”
 
An obvious lie.
 
Atsuhara raised an eyebrow, but didn’t show any major reaction.
 
Clenching his fist, he looked down on me with irritation and anger.
 
“…Tch, you still think you can win? I take back what I said earlier. More than Asahina or that worm from before… Amamori, you’re the one I hate the most. Enough. I’ll go all out― and fucking kill you!”
 
His dull iron body swelled to even greater proportions.
 
Atsuhara, who had been about the same height as me, was now easily over 2 meters.
 
A towering body I had to look up to see, muscles of iron that looked ready to burst. Overwhelming weight.
 
No matter how you looked at it, he was the picture of bloodthirsty killing intent.
 
“Amamori-kun…!”
 
“During an ongoing conflict, Class C students are forbidden from interfering. If you intend to break the rules, it will result in Class C’s unconditional defeat.”
 
The female student referee turned her gaze to me. Her eyes met mine; she hadn’t broken a sweat.
 
“Amamori Yuuto… I advise you surrender. You will die.”
 
“Thank you for the warning.”
 
With that said, I returned my eyes to Atsuhara.
 
Killing intent filled his eyes. He raised an enormous fist, swollen to nearly 1 meter in size.
 
Searing heat charred my skin and scorched my lungs. My eyeballs were at their limit.
 
The visual pressure, on top of it all, forced me to squeeze my eyes shut.
 
“Die, Brave Iron Fist!”
 
An enormous mass of heat came crashing down.
 
A direct hit would mean instant death. I was certain of the power assaulting me.
 
Even with eyes closed, I knew death was imminent.
 
Did Atsuhara think he had secured victory?
 
Would Asahina-san try to intervene?
 
Could Kurotsuki see this scene?
 
What an― absolutely perfect chance. This is the best, Atsuhara Nagashi.
 
I believed if I pushed you into a corner, you would react like this.
 
I clench my fist and open my eyes.
 
I too threw a straight right punch to meet the enormous fist plunging towards me.
 

 
In that moment, the impact reverberated through me.
 

 
A dull sound, like colliding solid objects.
 
The giant fist and my thin arm’s small fist.
 
Yet somehow, the two were deadlocked.
 
“Wha―”
 
Atsuhara’s shock rippled outwards.
 
But well, it’s a bit too soon to be surprised.
 
I twisted my fist, pounding in the impact.
 
Then― a shriek of pain escaped Atsuhara’s fist.
 
“Guhaa!?”
 
Along with intense pain. Cracks split his iron skin.
 
Bright red blood gushed out, and Atsuhara staggered back from the intense agony.
 
In his eyes, my image was reflected.
 
My whole body, covered in major burns. My fist’s skin was charred and crumbling, my lungs at their limit.
 
Blood flowed from one eye, halving my vision.
 
By all appearances, I was grievously injured― yet I had the advantage over Atsuhara.
 
“The fog was too fast for me to do anything. I never throw this punches in daily life. But… against a slow guy like you, I can fight, Atsuhara Nagashi.”
 
A flimsy excuse to the crowd. However, he’s in no state to listen anymore.
 
“Wh-what is… this! What the hell, what the hell are you!?”
 
Only fear remained in Atsuhara’s eyes.
 
Against his full power… yet a mere human had directly shattered his fist.
 
Amamori Yuuto still hadn’t used any abilities.
 
I realized his breathing had grown ragged, unable to conceal his agitation transmitting to me.
 
Sorry for scaring you, Atsuhara. Just accept this loss as bad luck this time.
 
I heaved a big sigh and raised both hands.
 
“I surrender. I’ve reached my limit.”
 
And so, I was defeated by Atsuhara Nagashi.
 

 

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My grievously wounded self was welcomed by Class C.
 
“Ah, Amamori-kun… You’re so hurt―”
 
“S-so much for your overconfidence… Asahina who crumbled without even fighting isn’t me, right…?”
 
“Blegh!?”
 
Asahina coughed up blood from my words, her overkill effect dissipating.
 
She collapsed to her knees. Karasuma supported me from the side.
 
“…Geez, you haven’t changed one bit as usual. We’re quite shocked that you were stronger than we imagined.”
 
“I… never said I was weak?”
 
“Well, yeah, that’s true but…”
 
Karasuma gave a bitter laugh I couldn’t describe.
 
Leaning on Karasuma’s shoulder, I sat down next to the injured Sakuma.
 
Apparently our classmate Ishino had been treating Sakuma’s wounds. Ishino seemed conflicted over whether to prioritize me or Sakuma, but Sakuma sighed and pointed at me.
 
“Oi, Ishino. No matter how you look at it, this idiot is in critical condition. No, he’s at death’s door. Hurry up and heal him.”
 
“R-Right! Amamori-kun, are you okay…!?”
 
Good ol’ Sakuma, casually acting manly.
 
Sakuma’s own injuries were surely not minor.
 
Yet without any hesitation, he interrupted his own treatment. Few could readily make that decision… Though I suppose my injuries being so severe played a part.
 
“I’ll save you! Medical King!”
 
Ishino Makoto. His ability was Medical King, a gentle power that could heal any wound.
 
Green light shone from his hands, flowing into my body.
 
“It’s bad… His lungs are practically nonfunctional, and he’s covered in burns… Are you really okay, Amamori-kun? This is…”
 
“Ah, no problem at all.”
 
Well, to be precise, intense pain was constantly assaulting my entire body.
 
Haha, just kidding. I tried to play it tough but no can do. It hurts like hell, yo. Save me, Ishino. Never doing something so reckless again. Seriously, gimme a break.
 
As Ishino treated my injuries, a shadow suddenly fell over me.
 
Looking up, it was Kurotsuki, with a complicated expression.
 
“Amamori…kun.”
 
Seeing the shock in his eyes, I let out a deep sigh.
 
“Right now, there’s only one thing I can say to you.”
 
I whipped my body and stood up.
 
Kurotsuki looked down at me. Staring straight into his eyes, I clenched my fist.
 
And thrust it into his chest.
 
Kurotsuki Kanade. You’re a genius.
 
Sometimes, your talent may hurt people.
 
Sometimes, friends may be jealous of your talent.
 
But laugh it off and blow it away.
 
Talent is something more free and wonderful.
 
Live with more pride as Kurotsuki Kanade the genius.
 
Hone your skills, aim for the heights. Don’t stop there, keep walking.
 
If all your jealous rivals lose to you, it can’t be helped.
 
Refine yourself to perfection, until you can’t squeeze out any more.
 
After all, no matter how hard you work, you’ll never catch up to me.
 
I will continue to surpass you in every aspect.
 
So don’t hold anything back now.
 
Continue being the【Genius Kurotsuki Kanade】.
 
“You’re up next.”
 
“…”
 
He looked down at the fist slammed into his chest, thinking who knows what.
 
As the flustered Ishino forcibly sat me down, Kurotsuki looked down at me and steeled his resolve.
 
“I see… I will take on this duty.”
 
I saw no more hesitation in his eyes.
 

 
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Amamori Yuuto is a genius. I truly believe that from the bottom of my heart.
 
“Haah, haa… D-Damn it! Why, why me…! Scared of that worm…! Don’t mess with me! Why was I…!”
 
I stepped forward, in front of Atsuhara Nagashi.
 
He had cornered Asahina-san and beaten down Sakuma-kun. That Atsuhara was no longer here.
 
He couldn’t even stabilize his ability. His massive body had reverted to its original size, his heat a far cry from earlier. He had no intimidating presence left whatsoever.
 
All that stood there was a frightened boy, shaken and afraid.
 
“Were you that scared of Amamori-kun?”
 
“Y-You…!”
 
When I called out to him, Atsuhara showed an excessive reaction.
 
No doubt he responded to hearing that name. He hid his shattered arm and looked up at me.
 
Well, I understand how you feel, Atsuhara.
 
Amamori Yuuto could be called a monster.
 
Despite his claims, in the very end, the fist he threw at Atsuhara…
 
Was the furthest thing from any “technique”.
 
No skills or tricks whatsoever. Just pure violence, lashing out with brute strength.
 
That fist directly blew apart the spiritual ability.
 
With no enhancements or powers used. He surpassed Atsuhara Nagashi in raw physical ability alone.
 
…It makes my skin crawl.
 
Even calling him a monster feels too tame. He’s beyond human, seriously.
 
Yet somehow, it loops back around to being funny that he’s so unhinged.
 
“This is a complete defeat.”


 
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