Tokyo, 1994, starting with medical training

Chapter 60 The Flood Breaks the Dike

Kiryu Kazusuke wasn't surprised to see Saionji Mina's terrified expression.

He stepped forward, walked to her side, and took the baseball bat from her hand.

"Watch closely."

Kazusuke Kiryu gripped the end of the bat with both hands, spread his feet apart, and assumed a standard hitting stance.

Use your waist to generate power, which will drive your shoulders and arms to swing.

call--

The aluminum alloy bat traced a silver arc in the air.

boom!

A loud bang exploded in the silent night sky.

The tip of the bat slammed hard against the metal frame of the backboard.

The originally smooth and flat surface of the console table suddenly dented, and the glass cover on top shattered, with cracks spreading rapidly like a spider web.

Saionji Mina covered her mouth and stared wide-eyed.

My heart is beating so fast!

Inside the city hall, the information board, a symbol of authority, was surprisingly fragile under the impact of violence!

It sounds great!

The sound of breaking is so beautiful!

Kazusuke Kiryu retrieved his bat and checked it; there was no damage.

He turned around and put the bat back into her hand.

"Come on, give it a try."

"I dare not..."

Saionji Mina looked at the baseball bat in her hand, then at the blackboard that was still shedding shards of glass, and her body trembled.

She didn't dare to make a move.

From childhood to adulthood, she was always an obedient and good child. She was never late, never left early, and never caused trouble. Even when she was bullied, she would just swallow her anger.

Her arm remained frozen in mid-air, unable to fall for a long time.

"It's okay."

A deep voice sounded in her ear.

Kiryu Kazusuke had somehow appeared behind her.

His chest pressed against her back, and his hands slipped under her armpits, covering her hands that were holding the baseball bat.

"I'll take you with me."

"Look ahead."

"Concentrate all your grievances, all your anger, and all your resentment into this action."

Kazusuke Kiryu whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

Saionji Mina's mind went blank.

Being hugged from behind by a man in such an extremely intimate position made all the blood rush to her face.

However, Kiryu Kazusuke didn't give her time to be shy.

Hold on tight.

His large hand enveloped her small hand, forcefully tightening his grip on her fingers.

Then, with her arm in hand, he raised it high.

At that moment, Saionji Mina closed her eyes, gave up thinking, and handed over control of her body to the man behind her.

wave.

accelerate.

The baseball bat, whistling through the air and carrying the combined force of the two men, slammed into the already cracked battering board.

boom--! ! !

An even louder sound erupted.

The bat struck the center of the backboard.

The enormous reaction force traveled back up her arm, making Saionji Mina's shoulder go numb and even causing her teeth to chatter.

But this numbness has now become the ultimate stimulant.

She saw the stainless steel plate completely dented, the entire glass shattered, and the notice with the Yoshino-style long face printed on it smashed to pieces.

At this moment.

Saionji Mina felt an electric current rush from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and every pore on her body opened up at that moment.

The black sludge that had been suppressed in his heart for many years seemed to have found an outlet, and with this loud bang, it gushed out.

"How are you feeling?"

Kiryu Kazusuke was still holding her hand, and he could feel that her hands were burning hot and trembling.

"Not enough..."

Saionji Mina said something in a low voice.

Her eyes reddened, and her breathing became heavy.

"Then let's do it again."

Kiryu Kazusa loosened one hand, but he still stood behind her.

The body in his arms, which had been stiff, was now trembling violently.

It's not fear.

It's excitement.

It's a physiological tremor caused by the excessive secretion of dopamine.

Kiryu Kazusuke moved her arm again.

Swing again.

boom!

This time, Saionji Mina clearly took the initiative.

The support of the signboard was knocked askew, and the entire signboard was tilted at a 45-degree angle.

Kiryu and Susuke let go of each other's hands.

He stepped back and stood to the side watching.

Once the destructive urge is opened up, it will be like a flood breaking through a dam, unstoppable.

Despite losing her support, Saionji Mina did not collapse.

She looked at the broken dashboard, at the "order" that was no longer complete, no longer perfect, no longer aloof.

So that's all there is to it...

You can smash it with just a swing of your arm.

Saionji Mina took a deep breath.

The cold air rushed into my lungs, as if trying to fuel the fire within me.

She gripped the bat tightly again.

She raised her arm herself.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

It was accompanied by a sharp, cathartic scream.

She swung the bat again.

boom!

The remaining glass shattered again.

boom!

The metal frame groaned.

Mina Saionji gripped the baseball bat tightly with both hands and swung it wildly like a madwoman.

It was completely chaotic, a pure expression of violence.

It was as if she wanted to vent all the grievances, all the forbearance, and all the unspeakable anger of the past year.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!"

"Serves you right for insulting me!"

"That'll teach you to throw those documents in my face!"

"..."

Every strike was delivered with all one's might.

The board was smashed beyond recognition, its original shape no longer discernible, and turned into a pile of twisted scrap metal.

"Huff... huff..."

After a few minutes, Saionji Mina finally stopped.

She leaned on her baseball bat, bent over, and gasped for breath, sweat streaming down her forehead and wetting her bangs.

Her neatly tied ponytail was now disheveled, with a few strands of hair sticking to her face.

It's not that I've vented enough, it's that I'm exhausted.

"How are you feeling now?"

Kiryu Kazusuke, with his hands in his pockets, glanced at her.

Excessive adrenaline secretion causes pupils to dilate, and muscles remain in an excited state.

"Kiryu-san..."

My hands are shaking.

She stretched out her hands, and all ten fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

"Hey! What are you doing over there!"

Just then, a loud shout came from afar, followed by a beam of powerful flashlight shining in.

"police!"

Saionji Mina's face turned deathly pale instantly.

His previous arrogance vanished instantly, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

police?!

This is the entrance to the city hall, a key patrol area in the city center.

Although the security guards have gone off duty, the patrol officers haven't.

There's no way they wouldn't hear such a loud noise.

Ruined.

I'm about to get caught.

Going to jail, losing your job, the end of your life.

Kiryu Kazusuke quickly reached into the inside pocket of his coat and pulled out his wallet.

Five 5 yen bills should be enough to compensate for a stainless steel frame and glass.

After hesitating for half a second, he drew one more card.

Even with labor costs included, 6 yen would still be more than that.

He stuffed the money directly into the gaps in the already smashed stainless steel frame to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

Since they broke things, it's only right that they pay for it.

All of this took no more than two seconds.

"What are you standing there for? Run!"

With a low shout, Kiryu Kazusuke used his right hand, which was as strong as an iron clamp, to pull her up from where she was.

"Huh?"

Before Saionji Mina could react, she was pulled into the air by a tremendous force.

"Run faster if you don't want to get caught!"

Kiryu Kazusuke grabbed her and turned to rush into the alley next to them.

"Stop! Don't run!"

The patrol officers on bicycles caught up from behind, their whistles piercing the night sky.

Saionji Mina could only mechanically move her legs, running wildly alongside Kiryu Kazusuke.

The wind whistled in my ears.

It feels like there's fire burning in my lungs.

She had never run so fast before, not even at the school sports meet.

stimulate.

tension.

fear.

excited.

Is this what it feels like to do bad things?

(End of this chapter)