Guangyou's eyes were filled with rage, and he leaped up from the ground with a somersault...

This is the scene in his imagination; reality is actually...

Guangyou's eyes were filled with rage. He did a somersault and raised one arm slightly, but that was all. He didn't even move his body, let alone jump off the ground.

"However, I can move my arm now."

Guangyou abandoned the idea of ​​teaching that person a lesson right now, shook his arm, and forced a smile, "This is good news too..."

"Good news my ass!"

What kind of good news is it that his arm can move again? His hand was fine to begin with, this just means he's recovered, okay?

For Guangyou, the best news is that he has fully recovered and can then go and talk to that person about life.

Revenge... no, Guangyou just wants to use a "civilized" way to tell him that this behavior is dangerous, that's what Guangyou wants to do now.

But he can't do that now, and can only lie quietly on the ground.

"ah!"

Guangyou shook his head helplessly and unwillingly, feeling quite annoyed.

But what could he do if he was unhappy? He could only lie obediently on the ground, waiting for someone to find him or for him to recover on his own.

"Huff...huff..."

The panting grew closer, and Guangyou became increasingly agitated. His enemy was right in front of him, and the feeling of helplessness was truly unbearable.

"stop!"

Now, all Kōyū can do is pray that Takagi can catch the culprit as soon as possible.

"Um?"

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in Guangyou's line of sight.

Before he could react, the dark figure suddenly fell forward.

"I think I tripped him."

Guangyou blinked, a sudden sense of satisfaction rising within him. "Indeed, good and evil will eventually be rewarded."

"That feels so good!"