Chapter 706 - 706: Ultimate Humiliation

"Your beast of a nephew was the one who started this, yet you expect others to apologize? Have you lost your mind? Oh, I almost forgot, you're a beast too, and a perverted one at that," Hikari's tone was flat, but every word cut like a knife, "Looks like your whole family has lost their minds."

"I gave you a chance, Hikari," Anjou Shuji's hand moved slowly toward his waist.

"I'm actually really afraid of Ikazuchi Rika, especially of her father, the deputy commissioner."

"But you had to push me, you had to keep pushing me, so now I have no choice but to kill you."

"After all, as long as you die here, Ikazuchi Rika will never know I crossed you, and she certainly won't hold a grudge against me, her superior, for killing you."

With that, he drew his gun, the black muzzle aimed straight at Hikari.

Hikari shook his head slightly, "Truly birds of a feather. The Anjou family really does breed beasts."

Seeing Hikari speaking while walking toward him, Anjou Shuji's face darkened, "You little brat, still running your mouth even with death staring you in the face. Since you won't take the way out I gave you, then die!"

Bang!

Anjou Shuji pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Though he was a pervert, Anjou Shuji had been at the police department for a long time. After hearing from Anjou Takaya that Hikari could fight and seeing the pile of thugs scattered across the factory floor, he was fully on guard and not underestimating him in the slightest.

The moment Hikari stepped forward, he didn't hesitate to strike to kill.

The gunshot cracked through the empty factory, deafening.

But after the shot rang out, the young man before him didn't fall as expected, and the spray of blood he'd anticipated never came.

"Wh-what?"

"I aimed right at him, I definitely hit him!"

Anjou Shuji stared at Hikari, completely unharmed and walking slowly toward him, his eyes wide.

"You hit me? You mean this thing?", Hikari calmly opened his left palm, pinching a dark golden bullet between his thumb and forefinger, smiling at Anjou Shuji.

"Wh-what?"

"Impossible!"

"Catching a bullet with your bare hands? Are you even human? Is this some fantasy novel?"

In that instant, everyone in the factory who witnessed this scene felt their breath catch.

The Haruno siblings were dumbfounded. The portly superintendent and Ayaka turned deathly pale. Anjou Takaya on the ground was so terrified he nearly lost control of his bowels. The sight defied all common sense, shaking everyone's understanding of reality.

How could anyone's reflexes be faster than a bullet?

And to catch it barehanded without a scratch?

Was this guy even human?

He had to be a monster in human skin.

Everyone facing Hikari, Anjou Takaya and the portly superintendent alike, felt a chill run down their spines.

And Anjou Shuji, who was staring Hikari straight in the face, felt his trigger hand begin to tremble.

"I don't care what kind of freak you are, just die!", Anjou Shuji forced down his fear and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"Die! Just die!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets whistled out, but only sparked harmlessly off the rusted steel walls.

Where Hikari had been standing was now empty.

"You—"

Before the stunned Anjou Shuji could get a word out, an icy hand clamped down on his throat like a steel vise, hoisting his bulky frame off the ground, his feet dangling.

"Had fun shooting? There's more fun waiting for you in a bit. Hold on," Hikari smiled.

Crack!

A sickening sound of bone breaking rang out clearly as Anjou Shuji's gun hand was snapped at the wrist, the pistol falling to the ground.

Then his two-hundred-plus-pound frame was slammed hard onto the floor.

Bang!

Dust billowed, and the ground itself seemed to shake.

Anjou Shuji lay there like a pile of mud, his eyes rolling back in pain, instantly unable to move, not even able to scream.

The abandoned factory fell into dead silence.

The portly superintendent and Ayaka were already terrified out of their wits, collapsing to their knees and kowtowing frantically, "Spare us! Please spare us! We were forced! The Anjou uncle and nephew made us do it!"

Hikari couldn't even be bothered to look at them. He raised the gun he'd taken from Anjou Shuji.

Bang! Bang!

After two crisp gunshots, the last bit of noise in the factory vanished.

Inside the factory, bodies lay sprawled everywhere.

The only ones still standing besides Hikari were the Haruno siblings, Haruno Kasui and Haruno Ayato.

The two stared at the figure standing in the center of the factory, back straight, surrounded by chaos yet untouched by a speck of dust, their eyes shimmering.

In their gazes, beyond gratitude for surviving and awe-filled admiration, something else, something hard to name, began to grow and spread.

Hikari first glanced at Anjou Shuji and Anjou Takaya, then turned to Haruno Kasui and Haruno Ayato.

"You two go outside first. I have some things to take care of," Hikari said to the Haruno siblings.

"Okay!", Haruno Kasui quickly agreed and obediently turned to walk out of the abandoned factory.

But Haruno Ayato looked at Anjou Shuji and Anjou Takaya, who were now kneeling on the ground, their faces filled with terror, as if he'd guessed what Hikari was about to do next.

In a humble tone, he begged Hikari, "Hikari-kun, um... could I stay?"

Hikari glanced at Haruno Ayato, still dressed as a girl, and said casually, "Suit yourself."

After Haruno Kasui left, Haruno Ayato took it upon himself to temporarily close the factory's main door.

As the door shut, most of the light inside vanished in an instant.

Endless gloom slowly spread through the hearts of the uncle and nephew, Anjou Takaya and Anjou Shuji.

"Hikari, wh-what are you planning?"

Noticing Hikari's unreadable gaze, Anjou Takaya was panicking badly. He could no longer stay silent and play dead, and couldn't help asking.

Hikari acted as if he hadn't heard Anjou Takaya's question. Instead, he turned to look at the femboy-looking Haruno Ayato, "You specifically asked to stay, what do you want to do?"

"I... I guessed that Hikari-kun you were going to teach these bastards a lesson, and I want revenge too! I want to get back at them for hurting me and Kasui-nee!", Haruno Ayato glared viciously at Anjou Shuji and Anjou Takaya, looking like he wanted to tear them apart, but he still calmly begged Hikari.

"Can I, Hikari-kun..."

"Sure," Hikari nodded in agreement to this perfectly reasonable request.

"AHHH!"

With Hikari's permission, Haruno Ayato charged forward like a madman, throwing punches and kicks at Anjou Shuji.

His frenzied movements seemed to be venting all the humiliation Anjou Shuji had inflicted on him earlier.

But though the emotion was there, the damage wasn't much.

After all, Haruno Ayato's build was what it was, his small arms and legs couldn't do much harm.

And with Anjou Shuji's obesity and thick hide, it was like he had built-in armor. Though he clutched his head and put on a terrified expression, it was clear he hadn't suffered any real damage.

After a while, it was Haruno Ayato who ran out of steam first.

He panted heavily, hands on his knees, his small frame wobbling as he gasped for air.

Seeing this, Hikari shook his head helplessly and reminded him, "Ayato-kun, is just throwing punches and kicks enough for what these bastards did to you? Why not treat them the way they treated you?"

"Treat them the way they treated me?", Haruno Ayato paused for a moment, first shuddering, then his eyes lit up.

He understood what Hikari meant.

"Anjou Shuji, go, get on top of Anjou Takaya and do to him exactly what you did to me before!"

"Ah? This...", Hearing this, Anjou Shuji's expression soured as he looked at Anjou Takaya, hesitation written all over his face.

"No! Don't do this! Uncle, don't!", After hearing Haruno Ayato's words, Anjou Takaya was overcome with terror, shaking his head frantically.

Just as Anjou Shuji was about to play dumb and refuse to follow Haruno Ayato's order, suddenly, Hikari looked over, "Do as he says."

"I... yes!", Anjou Shuji instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he met Hikari's deep, still eyes, an indescribable horror pierced straight to his heart. An overwhelming fear crashed over him like falling into an abyss, and he unconsciously obeyed Hikari's command.

Enduring the excruciating pain of the wrist Hikari had broken earlier, Anjou Shuji crawled over to Anjou Takaya.

Watching Anjou Shuji actually follow Haruno Ayato's orders and start pulling down his own jeans, Anjou Takaya's eyes went wide.

"No, Uncle!"

"This isn't right!"

"We're uncle and nephew, you can't, you can't do this!"

Faced with Anjou Takaya's wailing, Anjou Shuji said nothing, just kept pulling at the fabric.

Soon, Anjou Takaya felt a draft on his backside, a chilling cold seeping in.

"Uncle, don't... Ahhhh!"

A cry of anguish and pain rang through the entire abandoned factory.

Whether out of fear of Hikari or some mental break, Anjou Shuji put the same force he'd used to torment Haruno Ayato into what he was now doing to Anjou Takaya.

And every ounce of Anjou Shuji's effort hit Anjou Takaya like tenfold bullets, landing on his most vulnerable spots, making him howl and scream without end.

Whether it was because he'd finally gotten his revenge or for some other reason, Haruno Ayato stared intently at the scene of uncle and nephew going at it, his face brimming with excitement.

After several tens of minutes, Anjou Shuji finally collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, while Anjou Takaya had long since rolled his eyes back, convulsing all over.

But even watching this, Haruno Ayato still wasn't satisfied.

He ordered the Anjou uncle and nephew to switch roles and keep performing.

Under Hikari's intimidation, Anjou Takaya, despite being utterly unwilling, still obeyed.

But since his "tool" had already been destroyed by Hikari earlier, Anjou Takaya had to find a steel pipe to perform with Anjou Shuji.

Another several tens of minutes passed, and both Anjou Takaya and Anjou Shuji were completely spent, lying limp on the ground like mud.

Looking at the wretched, humiliated uncle and nephew, Haruno Ayato finally smiled with satisfaction, he had finally gotten his revenge.

"Hikari-kun, thank you! I'll spend my whole life repaying this great kindness!"

Haruno Ayato turned around and kowtowed directly to Hikari. Having endured Anjou Shuji's ultimate humiliation, he'd seen through the fog and was completely clear-headed now.

If it weren't for Hikari's help, not only would his cousin Haruno Kasui have been defiled by Anjou Takaya, but he himself would never have escaped Anjou Shuji's clutches. The Haruno siblings would likely have been toyed with by the Anjou uncle and nephew for the rest of their lives.

It was Hikari's appearance that had changed everything, giving him the chance to take revenge.

So at this moment, Haruno Ayato's gratitude toward Hikari overflowed in his heart, and his eyes looked at him with an extraordinary gleam.

Facing Haruno Ayato's gratitude, Hikari showed little reaction, merely asking casually, "Are you done with your revenge?"

"Yes! I'm truly grateful to Hikari-kun!" Haruno Ayato nodded.

"Good. Now it's my turn," Hikari suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Huh?", Haruno Ayato was stunned.

And Anjou Takaya and Anjou Shuji, who had just caught their breath, were stunned too.

"Th-there's more?", The uncle and nephew looked terrified.

At that moment, four large men suddenly jumped down from the factory's rafters.

Anjou Takaya and Anjou Shuji looked up and saw four muscular, lecherous-looking brutes surrounding them.

Their agile eyes and battle-hardened bodies made the Anjou uncle and nephew tremble with fear.

"Gay Four, go ahead, give the uncle and nephew the ultimate humiliation," Hikari commanded.

"Hehe... as you wish~", The Gay Four, summoned by Hikari, immediately complied.

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