Classmate wa Isekai de Yuusha ni Natta kedo, Ore dake Gendai Nihon ni Okizari ni Narimashita - Chapter 14
Chapter 14: A Fateful Encounter Between a Girl and a Boy
"Haa… haa…"
Kuon Kyori pulled out what looked like a talisman from her pocket. A blue flame ignited from it and shot toward the small oni.
"Gyaa!?"
Engulfed in flames, the creature writhed in agony before turning to dust.
Seeing that, I foolishly thought, "Oh, did she do it!?" But Kuon didn't lower her guard in the slightest.
"Gya gya!"
The moment she defeated one, more appeared out of nowhere.
And not just one—twenty of them.
"Tch…!"
She must have exhausted all her strength with that last attack. As the new horde of oni emerged, she finally collapsed to her knees.
The oni grinned wickedly, closing in on her.
I had no idea what was happening.
But one thing was certain—if I walked away now, I would regret it for the rest of my life.
"…Alright."
Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I leaped out from my hiding spot—
—Kyori Kuon's Perspective
"Gyaa!?"
"There are… still so many of them…"
Forcing out the last of my strength, I managed to take down another oni. But their numbers didn’t seem to dwindle at all.
My mission had been to track down and exterminate a few low-level oni that had escaped from their seal into the mountains.
I had done this many times before. I didn’t even hesitate when I received the order from the main family.
And yet, here I was—completely overwhelmed.
"Kukiki…"
Sitting atop a large rock, watching me with amusement as if I were mere entertainment, was a massive oni.
It was the true culprit behind this incident.
Judging by the sinister aura it exuded, it was either one of the Four Heavenly Kings or something close to that level.
Did the main family not realize what had escaped?
Or did they know everything and still send me here alone?
Either way, I would never get an answer.
I was going to die.
But I wouldn’t go down without a fight.
"Gya gya gya!"
A small oni with black skin and two horns lunged at me.
I pulled out an explosive talisman, pouring the last of my spiritual energy into it.
At the very least, I would take that big oni down with me.
If I could accomplish that, I had no regrets.
I steeled myself and began activating the technique—
"Gya?"
"!?"
Suddenly, a figure appeared between me and the small oni.
He was dressed in a black tracksuit with blue stripes running along the sides, his face obscured by a hood.
Judging from his build, he was probably a man—but that wasn’t the issue right now!
"I don’t know who you are, but you need to run! That thing is—"
I couldn’t finish my sentence. No, I didn’t have to.
Without any warning or preparation, he froze the entire horde of oni in solid ice and then kicked it with immense force.
In the next instant, the ice shattered into countless shards, scattering the oni’s remains across the ground.
I was left speechless.
He hadn’t used any special tools or incantations. He had simply trapped the oni in ice and destroyed them with a single kick—an overwhelming display of physical strength. Yet, I couldn’t sense any demonic energy from him.
Was he human? Or… something else?
"You bastard… How dare you kill my precious subordinates!"
The large oni, who had been watching the spectacle, threw aside his drinking cup and glared at the man.
"Tch, this pisses me off. I can’t even see what kind of expression you’re making under that damn hood."
Can’t see his expression?
From where the oni was sitting, he should have had a clear view of the man’s face. Was the hood really pulled that low? Or was it something else entirely…?
"Well, whatever. I’ll figure out who you are after I kill you!"
With that, the oni drew a massive greatsword, easily several meters long, from the scabbard at his waist and swung it down toward the man.
"…Huh?"
"…What the hell?"
The oni’s face twisted in confusion.
The greatsword, instead of cutting through its target, was sent flying as if it had struck something impossibly hard.
Looking closer, the man had simply extended his fist forward.
Did he really just block that attack… with a single punch?
That was impossible. No ordinary human could do that.
And yet, the man remained completely unfazed by our shock, calmly advancing toward the oni.
"W-Wait! You… You want treasure, don’t you?! This prayer bead alone is worth at least ten ryo in gold! If you spare me, I’ll take you to my treasure hoard!"
So much for his earlier bravado.
The oni had abandoned all pride, shamelessly begging for his life.
And it seemed his desperate plea had some effect—the man stopped, as if contemplating the offer.
Seeing this, the oni smirked.
If that was the case—
"Do not listen to him! Oni are wicked beings that deceive and manipulate, preying on both life and wealth!"
"You damn woman! Mind your own—hiiih!?"
The moment I raised my voice, the man slowly looked up at the oni.
I couldn’t see his face from where I stood.
But whatever expression he wore—it was enough to make the oni tremble in sheer terror.
He clenched his fist tightly and locked his gaze onto the oni's head.
"Hmph—"
Then, in a flash, he delivered an uppercut straight to the oni’s jaw.
The large oni’s massive body was sent soaring into the air.
A moment later, what had once been the oni rained down from above.
As silence blanketed the area, I felt my knees trembling.
It seemed that, only now, fear of his inhuman strength was sinking in.
To be honest, I wanted nothing more than to run away.
But before that, there was something I had to confirm.
Was he truly human?
And more importantly—was he an enemy of humanity?
For someone born into a clan of exorcists like me, Kuon Kyori, that was an absolute duty.
Just as I mustered the courage to speak—
"Bee! Bee!"
A strange, almost comical noise rang out from somewhere.
At the sound, he suddenly panicked, muttering something under his breath—then vanished from sight.
"What… was that?"
Left alone, I stood there in a daze.
For a moment, I wanted to believe it had all been a dream.
But the scene before me—scattered remains and destruction—told me otherwise.
I needed to report this to the main family.
Though whether they’d believe me was another matter entirely.
For now, I forced myself to stand and began my walk home.
All the while, a strange sense of déjà vu lingered in my mind—brought on by the glimpse of the watch on his wrist in that final moment.
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