Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

"You should face your mistakes squarely and accept criticism from others, instead of dyeing your hair blonde and pretending to be a delinquent to escape your conscience!"

"You smooth talker, you have a way with words..." As if her sore spot had been hit, Karasu Saki was stunned, her face gradually darkening.

"So annoying! Everyone...everyone loves to lecture me! Even though you all have far more problems than me! My mob boss does too, and so do you! You shameless gigolo student, what right do you have to lecture me like this?!"

"So, you really hate your father?" Kyushu Makoto met her gaze and sighed.

"Although Mr. Yakawa is a shameful gangster, he is a very responsible father. He showed great concern for you during his previous home visit. I'd like to learn more about your family situation and see if I can help mediate between you."

"So long-winded...so long-winded! So disgusting! Makoto Kyushu!" Saki Karasawa's eyes were contorted with rage, like a demon glaring at him: "At this point, stop pretending to be a pushover!"

As she spoke, Karasu Saki rushed forward and kicked Kyushu Makoto in the head.

Fortunately, Kyushu Makoto was experienced in combat and immediately jumped back to dodge when he sensed the opponent's intention to attack, thus narrowly avoiding the attack.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to fight?" Kyushu Makoto shouted sternly, "If you fight in this school, you'll be expelled!"

"Shut up! I get furious just hearing you speak and seeing your face!" Karasukawa Saki shouted angrily, as if she wanted to vent all the anger that had accumulated over the past few days.

"Whatever you want, I'm going to make you kneel at my feet right now!"

Kyushu Makoto's expression turned serious. He hadn't brought an umbrella, so he could only assume a fighting stance unarmed.

"The force and angle of that kick just now could have sent someone to the hospital." Kyushu Makoto's tone turned gloomy and angry:

"Since you've stooped so low as to want to kill ordinary classmates, then I'll teach you a lesson."

48. Dancers on the Rooftop

When it comes to the martial arts that the people of Wano Country are good at, what comes to mind first for most people?

Kendo? Ninjutsu? Karate? Jujutsu?

As soon as the battle began, Makoto Kyushu tried to guess Sakifumi Karasukawa's most proficient martial art in order to devise a countermeasure.

Rumor has it that this senior student got a delinquent student from the Industrial High School into the hospital during her junior high school years, so Kyushu Makoto dared not underestimate her.

The next moment, Senior Karasu's attack revealed the answer to him.

The girl strode up to him, then suddenly lowered her center of gravity and spun around on the ground like a street dancer, using the force of her rotation to deliver a whip kick towards his head.

This kick was powerful and heavy, and its power should not be underestimated. Fortunately, the wind-up was relatively long, and Kyushu Makoto frowned and quickly leaned back to avoid it.

"Don't dodge!" Karasawa Saki shouted, leaping high into the air, his body twisting almost 360 degrees in mid-air, and launching another fierce whirlwind kick at Kyushu Makoto.

Kyushu Makoto's eyes widened, and just as the kick was about to hit his face, he ducked and barely managed to dodge it.

The kick struck the protective fence at the edge of the rooftop, creating a terrible dent in the wire mesh.

"This is... the Capoeira war dance?"

After dodging two kicks in a row, Kyushu Makoto wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered.

Capoeira is a martial art primarily based on kicking techniques. Legend has it that it originated during the early days of slavery in modern South America, created by shackled South American slaves as a form of resistance against their armed masters.

The two great skills of this martial art are the "bullet-dodging technique" which is as unpredictable as street dance, and the "self-sacrificing kick" which can kill the enemy with one blow.

"Hmph, it's amazing you recognized me~" Karasu Saki smiled darkly, then delivered another flying kick:

"When I was in junior high, some thugs from the neighboring industrial high school came to our school to cause trouble. I kicked the leader so hard that his eyes rolled back, and the rest of his gang were scared out of their wits."

"You're quite proud of yourself..." Kyushu Makoto retorted listlessly, dodging and blocking the opponent's successive attacks.

"But Capoeira is pretty uncommon in Wano Country, right? Where did you learn it?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Karasu Sakifumi raised her leg and thrust her hip forward, her long leg like a whip aimed at Kyushu Makoto's head and striking repeatedly in mid-air.

"Because your technique is very skilled, you must have practiced for a long time..." Kyushu Makoto praised inappropriately while dodging.

As someone who has practiced martial arts since childhood, Kyushu Makoto is fascinated by "martial arts" and wants to exchange ideas with skilled opponents whenever he encounters one.

However, Karasukawa Sakifumi is currently in a bad mood and doesn't seem to have any intention of sitting down and having a proper discussion about martial arts with him.

The battle on the rooftop continued. Karasukawa Saki was on a roll, launching a one-sided barrage of kicks and attacks, while Kyushu Makoto could only passively dodge and defend, looking somewhat cowardly.

The legs are three times stronger than the upper limbs, and the Capoeira's specialty is the all-powerful, self-sacrificing kick. Even a woman's kick, if it lands on you, will most likely result in serious injury or immediate unconsciousness.

Therefore, Kyushu Sei had no choice but to temporarily avoid the limelight.

However, this domineering martial art also has obvious drawbacks. First, the pre-kick animation is too long, making it easy to dodge if you prepare in advance. Second, this martial art is extremely energy-consuming; if you cannot defeat your enemy quickly, you will soon be on the defensive due to exhaustion.

Therefore, Kyushu Makoto wasn't backing down, but rather observing his opponent's physical condition. As soon as Karasukawa Sakifumi showed signs of fatigue, he would begin his counterattack.

"Whoosh—!" "Whoosh—!"

Karasu Sakifumi's long legs swept towards Kyushu Makoto like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, stirring up the wind on the rooftop.

Damn it, how can he dodge so well! ...After more than ten rounds of fighting, Karasu Sakifumi began to breathe heavily, and his eyes gradually became impatient.

Her previous enemies were mostly small-time thugs with little combat experience, and they could hardly last three moves against her.

Kyushu Makoto appeared to be dodging and weaving in a sorry state, but in reality, he was handling the situation with ease, clearly wearing down her stamina, which gradually made her start to panic.

"Don't hide, you coward!" Karasuka Saki shouted angrily.

With a series of kicks—a double-kick, a half-moon flying kick, a spinning kick—Saki Karasawa was like a graceful combat dancer, constantly changing her kicking techniques. Her attack angles were unpredictable and varied, making her impossible to defend against. Clearly, she wanted to take down Makoto Kyushu in one fell swoop.

But no matter how she attacked, Kyushu Makoto seemed to see through everything and skillfully dodged.

Why can't I hit him? Is he some kind of martial arts expert? ...Saki Karasu wondered to herself.

However, Karasukawa Sakifumi wasn't attacking blindly. Kyushu Makoto clearly hadn't anticipated that his constant retreat was gradually pushing him into a corner, leaving him with nowhere to run!

"Checkmate! Give me the kick!" Finally, just as Kyushu Makoto retreated to the corner, Karasawa Saki shouted and kicked him in the chest.

Hmph, as expected, still a newbie, can't even observe the battle environment! ...A hint of smugness rose in Karasu Saki's heart.

But before she could kick out, Kyushu Makoto grabbed a wooden broom from the corner and used the handle to jab her knee.

"Ouch!" A sharp pain shot through her knee, and Karasu Sakifumi's stance was instantly broken as she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Just as Karasu Saki was about to get up, Kyushu Makoto swung his broom and jabbed her hard in the calf, causing her to fall down again in pain.

"Damn it...where did you get this broom from?!" Karasu Saki was utterly bewildered.

"It was right here in this corner, didn't you notice?" Kyushu Makoto pointed to the corner he had just been forced into and asked, "Otherwise, why would I retreat this way?"

"Despicable...despicable!" Karasu Sakifumi glared angrily, "You actually used a weapon!"

"You were the one who started this trouble, why are you blaming me?" Kyushu Makoto leaned on his broom, looking down at her condescendingly.

"I only refrained from assaulting your groin and using a knife because you're a woman. Isn't that kind enough?"

"You..." The boy's terrifying words made Karasukawa Saki's heart skip a beat.

However, the battle was not over yet, and Karasu Sakifumi's proud personality did not allow her to admit defeat so easily.

"It's not over yet!" Karasu Sakifumi struggled to get up.

Kyushu Seiichi stepped on her ankle and ground it down hard.

"Ugh!" Karasu Saki screamed in pain, pounding her fists on the floor repeatedly.

Immediately afterwards, Kyushu Makoto reached out and grabbed Karasukawa Saki's hair, then slammed her head against the wall with a loud "bang!"

"Ouch! It hurts!" Blood began to flow from Karasu Saki's forehead, and her vision became blurry. She struggled, waving her arms: "Let go of me! Let go!"

The battle seemed to have turned into a one-sided crushing defeat, and Kyushu Makoto had no intention of showing any mercy. He slammed Karasukawa Sakifumi's head against the wall several more times, and then punched her hard in the stomach.

"Didn't you want me to kneel down?" Kyushu Makoto shouted as he hit him, "Say that again! Huh?!"

"Let go! Let go!" Karasukawa Saki screamed as she struggled. But the strength of a teenage girl was no match for that of a boy, and she could not break free from his hold.

"You dare to use Capoeira, a deadly martial art that's either fatal or severely injure, on your classmates so casually, completely disregarding the possibility of causing them lifelong harm..." Kyushu City grew angrier with each word.

"To you, is martial arts just a tool for indiscriminate violence and harming people?! What's the difference between you and your gangster father whom you despise the most?!"

"My dad and I..." Karasu Saki was furious. "Shut up! Don't compare me to that bastard dad! You clearly don't know anything, so shut up!"

“I’ve learned a little bit of Capoeira too.” Kyushu Makoto released Karasukawa Sakifumi, whose face was covered in blood: “Let you experience what it feels like to be kicked!”

Immediately, he imitated Karasawa Saki's earlier movements, pressing his body to the ground and spinning violently like a street dancer, delivering a desperate spinning kick straight to the girl's forehead.

Although Makoto Kyushu deliberately held back his strength, when the kick hit Saki Karasawa's head, the girl felt as if her brain had been hit by a truck. A series of piercing buzzing sounds rang in her ears, and her consciousness gradually went blank amidst a burst of excruciating pain.

A trickle of bright red blood flowed from her nasal cavity, and Karasu Sakifumi fainted.

49. Reasons for Hatred

"..."

When Karasukawa Saki woke up again, she found herself lying on a clean white hospital bed in the infirmary, with gauze on her forehead and a cotton ball stuffed in her nose.

"I...lost?" Karasukawa Sakifumi covered her groggy head and tried to recall, only then realizing that she had been defeated by Kyushu Makoto at noon and had also been kicked in the head by him.

She glanced at the clock on the wall; it was probably the end of the first class in the afternoon. That meant she had been unconscious for at least an hour.

Capoeira's self-sacrificing kick was extremely powerful. Even though Makoto Kyushu deliberately held back some of his strength, Sakifumi Karasukawa was still knocked unconscious by the kick.

"Damn it... does it hurt this much to be kicked by Capoeira..." she murmured.

She became fascinated with Capoeira in junior high school and started learning it by watching YouTube videos.

Perhaps because of her excellent physical coordination, she mastered the skills after only a few months of self-study, and was able to stand undefeated in fights.