William 30

Title: Assault [2]

Katsuto has a meticulous character. He would never leave to handle matters outside school without ensuring all school issues were resolved.

“Juumonji-senpai and Kirihara-senpai will cut off the retreat from the back, I’ll charge from the front, Kyoko-nee will stand guard outside to check for reinforcements while handling any escapees.”

Outside the Japan branch of [Blanche], four people stood beyond the fence. Kousen assigned tasks to each of them.

No one objected to Kousen’s words. They all wore communication headsets prepared by Kyoko to stay connected at all times.

“Charge.”

At Kyoko’s command, Kousen and Katsuto moved in unison.

The moment they encountered the enemy came sooner than expected.

Along the way, Kousen had no intention of proceeding cautiously. Every time he encountered a door, he broke it down. After passing through two empty rooms, he finally faced an enemy formation.

“Nice to meet you, Kudou Kousen.”

The man who spoke was around thirty, still relatively young.

But his exaggerated, theatrical behavior was utterly repulsive.

“The leader of the Japan branch of [Blanche], Tsukasa Hajime, correct?”

Though Kousen had no interest in conversing with such a pompous person, even after reviewing the data provided by Kyoko, he still needed to confirm as a matter of routine.

“Mm, pardon my rudeness.”

“As you said, I am the leader of the Japan branch of [Blanche], Tsukasa Hajime.”

His Psion levels were extremely low, and his physical condition appeared below that of an average magician. This was the information Kousen gleaned using his [Illusion-Piercing Eyes] upon first seeing him.

A hypocritical intellectual revolutionary.

That was Kousen’s assessment of him.

However, his exaggerated and narcissistic demeanor made it easy to attract followers. From this perspective, he was indeed well-suited to lead a terrorist organization.

“I see. I’ll make sure to leave you alive—lucky you.”

Kousen spoke expressionlessly, raising his hand toward the terrorists pointing their weapons at him.

“Don’t be so hasty. I’m very interested in your power. You’ll soon be one of us.”

Kousen, eager to act without wasting words, cut off Tsukasa’s attempt to continue speaking.

Removing his non-prescription glasses with an exaggerated motion, he tossed them into the air. As Kousen’s eyes followed, Tsukasa swept back the hair from his forehead.

Tsukasa’s eyes emitted a strange light.

Kousen’s cold expression vanished, and his raised left hand went limp, dropping uncontrollably.

“Hahaha, even a member of the Ten Master Clans—what’s the use? Now you’re obediently my captive.”

Tsukasa laughed uproariously, his face contorted. To face Kousen, he had gathered all the Antinite in the room as a precaution.

This was to counter Kousen’s calculation abilities exceeding the Antinite’s interference. But he hadn’t expected success to come so easily.

And not just defeating him, but controlling his consciousness—an unexpected bonus.

“You’ll be far more useful than the trash Second Course students I’ve controlled.”

Tsukasa stroked his chin, arrogantly contemplating how to use Kousen as a pawn.

“So, a non-systematic consciousness-interfering magic—[Evil Eye].”

“Truly a hypocrite, only capable of playing tricks.”

Kousen suddenly spoke, interrupting Tsukasa’s smug laughter.

Tsukasa’s expression gradually turned to panic, his breathing quickened, and his pupils dilated. Kousen could even see the blood vessels in the whites of his eyes.

“How is this possible? How could you break free from my [Evil Eye]?”

“What, now that your magic’s been broken, you can’t keep up your exaggerated act?”

Kousen mocked, utterly fed up with such a lowlife.

Look at his disheveled appearance now. Panicking just because his magic was countered, his entire body cowering behind his subordinates, clearly intending to use them as meat shields.

“I told you, I’d leave you alive.”

“I haven’t changed my mind, but you can still be ‘alive’ without arms or legs.”

Kousen had no interest in explaining why [Evil Eye] didn’t affect him, as his heart now burned with rage.

If his school’s students were foolish, that was one thing. But being controlled by someone else was too pathetic.

They only wanted to change their treatment, yet they were manipulated by trash like this.

“No way, impossible!”

Tsukasa, refusing to give up, activated his [Evil Eye] again, this time without the exaggerated movements to draw Kousen’s attention.

“Done trying?”

Kousen’s gaze grew even more disdainful as he stood there, letting Tsukasa stare at him.

But Tsukasa didn’t know that no matter how he activated his magic, the [Evil Eye]’s effect would never reach Kousen’s true body. This was another application of the Kudou family’s [Parade].

What stood there was merely a false copy of his personal information. If the opponent couldn’t break through [Parade], their efforts would be futile.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

Tsukasa finally realized his magic had no effect on the teenager before him. He no longer had the energy to maintain his facade of authority.

Nor did he have the energy to care about his subordinates’ questioning looks. His heart was now filled with fear and helplessness.

Though confused, the subordinates, under Kousen’s overwhelming pressure, reflexively pulled their triggers.

*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*

“What’s going on?”

“Why isn’t it hitting him?”

Tsukasa’s questioning words spilled out as hundreds of bullets passed through Kousen’s lingering illusion, hitting the door behind him.

In the panicked atmosphere, Tsukasa slowly retreated, thinking no one would notice him in such a situation.

But…

“I told you… I’d leave your limbs.”

“Hajime Tsukasa, where are you going?”

*SWISH!* *SWISH!* *SWISH!* *SWISH!*

With Kousen’s voice, four [Atomic Rays] targeted Tsukasa’s four limbs.

*THUD!*

That was the sound of a body hitting the concrete floor.

“Huh?”

Tsukasa was still running forward, preparing to flee to the next room and regroup to face Kousen, but why was he suddenly floating?