Aiyuan Dahe had once again been completely flummoxed by Lin Cun’an’s verbal barrage.

It wasn’t just him. The delinquents behind him started having doubts too, weighing right and wrong, gains and losses.

Even Siyuan Liangxiang was stunned.

She glanced first at Songyuan Bu, standing stiffly behind her, then at Lin Cun’an, who looked perfectly at ease. She placed a hand over her chest and took a step forward, as if she’d made up her mind.

Lin Cun’an hurriedly grabbed her by the wrist.

What was this idiot girl trying to do?

Siyuan Liangxiang looked back in surprise… Wasn’t sacrificing herself the only way to save the situation now?

Lin Cun’an’s eyes widened.

I’m just buying time! You really think we’re going to solve this by selling your body?!

“You idiot…”

And honestly, he couldn’t believe she was willing to…

Siyuan Liangxiang felt a little disappointed and uneasy.

But after Lin Cun’an explained things to her, she couldn’t think of a better plan… Sacrificing herself would save Bu and Xiao Lin. Especially Xiao Lin—his words had been downright cruel to Siyuan Liangxiang, the person caught up in all this.

But Siyuan Liangxiang didn’t blame him. He was just an uninvolved bystander who’d been dragged into this mess because of her kindness.

Still, Siyuan Liangxiang didn’t know if what he’d said—“Liangxiang and I have got all that money. We can go anywhere”—would still hold afterward. Even if she became an impure woman… would he still take her to Huaxia?

“—Whatever! Let’s beat the hell out of this brat first!” Aiyuan Dahe shouted.

They couldn’t afford to dwell on this. As the saying went, the first burst of energy faded with the second, and the third ran out altogether. They were already at the fading stage. If they lost their nerve again, they’d lose this fight too.

“Tch.”

Lin Cun’an clicked his tongue. He hadn’t expected things to turn into a case of one man unable to fight off four hands after all.

He’d been searching for a “weapon” this whole time. A “sword” would’ve been ideal. Even a crowbar—the “Holy Sword of Physics”—would do.

But the place was so spotless, it looked like someone had washed it. There wasn’t a crowbar in sight, let alone a stick or a broken mop handle…

Without a weapon, Lin Cun’an was at best a slightly better amateur than Songyuan Bu.

Songyuan Bu was a little chicken; Lin Cun’an was a big chicken… Chickens can be pretty, but they’re not exactly strong.

If they caught him, he’d inevitably become a hostage they could use to threaten Siyuan Liangxiang.

It all happened in a flash.

At Aiyuan Dahe’s command, the blond delinquents charged at Lin Cun’an, fired up and ready to go.

Siyuan Liangxiang hurriedly grabbed Lin Cun’an by the back of his collar and pulled him behind her.

Her skirt fluttered as she raised her leg high, revealing the black safety shorts underneath. Her knee slammed into the first delinquent to charge, folding him into a miserable little shrimp.

Based on last time, Siyuan Liangxiang could take on three at most. The others would inevitably swarm Lin Cun’an and Songyuan Bu.

And the one Lin Cun’an would have to face… was the strongest and most muscular of them all—Aiyuan Dahe.

A sinister glint flashed beneath the lenses of his glasses. He rolled his wrists and sauntered toward Lin Cun’an, as if toying with him.

“What’s going on here?”

A voice behind Lin Cun’an asked.

But even if they got help now, it probably wouldn’t turn things around… Even with another Siyuan Liangxiang, they still wouldn’t be able to overcome the numbers disadvantage.

Besides, the voice didn’t belong to some burly guy. It sounded like a rather gentle girl.

Lin Cun’an turned to look. The newcomer wore the same school uniform as they did.

Her dark purplish hair was tied in a side ponytail with a red ribbon, and a few strands had fallen from her bangs to rest against her ample chest.

Her gaze was on the cool side, but even she couldn’t hide her surprise at the scene.

She had a petite, curvy figure—fuller even than Siyuan Liangxiang’s—and a more mature-looking face.

“—Shit!” Lin Cun’an couldn’t help swearing.

Th-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this-this person… he knew her!

Not from the “real world” of this life, but from his previous one.

That’s right.

She was from a doujin.

An NTR cuckold doujin, at that.

The heroine of *Hypnosis Instructor 3*.

Name: Miyajima Sakura.

Xiao Lin Cun’an’s memories also told him that the person standing before him really was named Miyajima Sakura—and that she was one of the celebrated beauties of White Hill High School.

At the same time, Lin Cun’an remembered something.

“Miyajima-senpai! The sword! The sword!”

He waved at the bewildered Miyajima Sakura, as if begging her for something.

Miyajima Sakura was in Class 3-D and also the captain of White Hill High School’s Kendo Club.

Miyajima Sakura had no idea what had started the brawl. But when someone called her “senpai” and shouted for help, she instinctively threw over the wooden sword she carried with her, still wrapped in its sword cloth. (In Liben, they don’t distinguish between swords and sabers.)

She regretted it as soon as she’d thrown it.

Wait. She’d never seen this boy at the Kendo Club.

He wasn’t a club member, and the wooden sword wouldn’t do much good in his hands. She should’ve gone over herself and blocked the bespectacled guy’s attack.

To be honest, even Lin Cun’an had no idea how powerful the “Swordsmanship Mastery EX” skill was. Whether it could overcome Aiyuan Dahe’s muscles was anyone’s guess.

But the instant his hand closed around the wooden sword’s hilt, all those doubts vanished.

It was like Nobita Nobi getting his hands on the “Famous Sword Electro-Lightning Bolt.” The first thing that came to mind was…

I can beat him! Definitely!

“Heh.”

Aiyuan Dahe laughed scornfully. Trash was trash, even with a weapon in hand. And this was only a wooden sword. If it were a “real sword,” he might’ve thought twice. But a “wooden sword”? That was…

“Break!” Aiyuan Dahe swung a punch.

His fist cut through the air with a fierce whoosh.

Straight at Lin Cun’an’s cheek.

“Xiao Lin!” Siyuan Liangxiang kicked a delinquent away with all her strength, then immediately tried to rush to Lin Cun’an.

But she was too far away.

Lin Cun’an, however, was quick.

He dropped into a crouch.

The fist skimmed past his hair.

Lin Cun’an had already slipped the wrapping cloth off the wooden sword and held it horizontally at his waist.

He took a deep breath.

“Scatter!”

He struck!

The tip of the sword shot forward, unstoppable!

It seemed ready to tear the air apart.

Aiyuan Dahe had no time to react before it struck him in the chest.

The wooden sword had no edge, of course. Even so, the tremendous force sent Aiyuan Dahe flying.

He flew a good five or six meters before crashing into the wall!

“Cough, cough…”

Aiyuan Dahe coughed hard several times, spittle running from the corner of his mouth. He felt like he’d broken a few ribs…

Lin Cun’an spun the hilt once around his wrist and stared coolly at the delinquent gang, still stunned by his sudden burst of power.

“Had Heaven not brought Lin Cun’an into being, the way of the sword would’ve known only endless night.”

He said it coolly, then beckoned to Siyuan Liangxiang. “Liangxiang, come over here. Stand behind me. Let’s see who can get past my sword.”

Lin Cun’an had wanted to try saying a line that cool for ages.

That felt good.