Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting

Chapter 68 You Are Messed Up! [1]

In an empty alleyway, stood the figures of four students; all of them wearing the academy uniform. All of them were male.

Among those four, three students were standing in a group and were facing the other, single student who stood in front of them.

The lone student had his hands inside the pockets of his blazer and was staring indifferently at Emmeric, Winston, and Wynfir—the three students who were standing in a group.

The lone student was in fact, Zero.

"Welcome gentlemen, I was waiting for you," he said, though the expression on his face never changed.

He was not smiling, and his eyes looked sleepy. Something about the air he had around him, gave Winston and the others a bad feeling.

"Are you the one who called us here?" asked Winston, the question directed at Zero.

"Yes."

"Then, was it you who told us to do that?"

"What do you mean by  that? Can you derive please?" Zero inquired.

Winston didn't reply instantly, he paused for a bit, his voice trailing off the tracks. It was as though he wanted to say something but hesitated to say it out loud.

"Well, y-you know. That," he said. "What we did with that girl yesterday, umm…we tried to assault her and tried to force ourselves on her. I know you only said to attack her but I, uh, kind of lost control over myself. She was so beautiful and all, you know."

"Ah, I see!"

"You remember it now?" Winston appealed, a hint of relief on his face.

"Hmm, yes, yes. How can I forget," said Zero as he took a few steps forward. "You mean, what you did yesterday…with my sister. How you assaulted her, sexually abused her, and who knows, maybe you even wanted to r*pe her. I see I see. But, how did you even think I'll forget about someone who did all these horrible things to my sister?"

As Zero spoke, even though the words were heavy there was no sign of him being angry at all; at least in his voice and facial expression.

"What?!" Winston's face went pale. "I-I'm, uh, I didn't know she was your sister. And first of all, if she was then why you did tell us to attack her there? You even offered us money for doing it so we did…You are the one in wrong, not us."

"Oh? Now, did I? I don't remember either telling you to do all that or giving providing you with any money," asserted Zero.

"Hey, hey! Don't leave me like that here; you're the one who sent me that letter, aren't you?" Winston argued.

"Nope, I'm afraid I'm not."

"But you—"

"I don't think I ever said anything about being the person you're referring to. Whatever it was, you just assumed I am that person. I never said anything like that."

"…"

Winston went silent. His back was dripped with sweat and so were the other two students with him; Emmeric and Wynfir. He knew he made a mistake; and a deadly one that is.

"You see, my sister told me everything you did to her. That time I was boiling with anger, even now I want to clench that neck of yours and squeeze the life out of you. But we are in the academy and I can't do that I'm afraid, such a loss, isn't it?" said Zero as he walked forward.

At this point he was right in front of Winston, staring directly into his eyes. Now, Zero's voice grew angrier and louder as he spoke. The expression on his face also began to change.

Winston was a cautious man, hence seeing this he decided to back down. Sometimes surrendering on your own is better than having the enemy kill you. After all, anyone who will kill a person who raised their hands and surrendered will be seen as a coward, or so were his thoughts.

"L-Look, I'm sorry for what happened okay? It was not that I did that because I wanted to, no. I received a letter, the sender's name was not mentioned but there were instructions on what I had to do.

Usually, I would've ignored it but there was also money in it, a good amount of it. And the letter said I can get more if I completed the task. And I am not from that good of a family, I am also average in magic and stuff, that's why I ended up in class C. The money was all good, so…I did it.

…I-I want to tell you the name of the person who sent me that letter but the thing is, I don't know myself who that person is," he blabbered.

Zero stared at him for a while and then said, "Of course, I know that you don't who the identity of the sender. After all, if you knew, then you wouldn't have come here by responding to a similar letter that I sent to you—one which mentioned coming here."

"I know that and I didn't come here to ask the identity of X."

"Then what do you want?"

"Ah, you see. Whether you did it on someone else's order or on your will, the fact still remains that you…TOUCHED MY SISTER WITH THOSE FILTHY HANDS OF YOURS!"

"How dare you...touch my sister!!!"

After the last part, a punch connected to Winston's abdomen; it was Zero who did it. The punch carried a great amount of force behind it, and Winston ended up spitting a few drops of blood as he stumbled backward.

"H-Hey, wait! Can't we talk our way—Ahhhhh!"

Another punch landed in the same place as before, dealing even more damage than the last one. Winston clenched his stomach and knelt on the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing these events unfold before their eyes, Emmeric and Wynfir sensed the danger. They looked into each other's eyes and nodded, both knew what they had to do and agreed on it.

Slowly walking away from Winston, they soon maintained a distance. Once they were far enough, they decided to make a run for it. Hence they turned and started taking a few fast-paced steps.

"Don't think I'll let you leave! Both of you bastards were the ones who held my sister against the wall, right?" Zero shouted as he turned toward them.

The next moment Zero raised his right arm. A long shard of ice materialized in front of his palm and then was launched at an insane speed.

The shard traversed in the air and when it was about to reach its target, the shard split in two from the center, creating two thin shards.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Fuck! It hurts!"

In the next second two pained screams were heard. Those two thin shards went straight toward Emmeric and Wynfir, and drilled into their ankle; one in Emmeric's ankle and one in Wynfir's.

Both of them fell to the ground and held their legs tightly as they groaned in pain. Blood flowed from their flesh and painted the ground beneath. They kept whimpering but Zero ignored all that after he made sure that they can't escape now.

"Now, where were we?" he said, turning his face toward Winston.