Kara no Kyoukai:Kyoukai Shiki-2

Anyway, let's find somebody to beat up!

Anybody will do, preferably someone I can beat up thoroughly without feeling guilty.

It must be somewhere where there's nobody around, firstly because I don't have to worry about the school rules, and secondly because I'm not used to attracting attention.

After one week of consideration, I've decided on the opponent and location.

The opponent is a kouhai from the same school as me, a blonde male student who once glared at me along the corridor.

The location will be near a game centre that he frequents often. Every week, that guy would be showing violence to total strangers, since he is so competitive in gaming that he will physically beat up anybody whom he loses to.

Of course, he wouldn't start a fight in the game centre. With some measure of slyness, he would stop his opponents just when they were leaving the game centre and pull them into the alley to vent his anger and embarrassment.

Because it would be an incident which nobody saw, no one would confront him about the matter.

Those conditions suited me perfectly.

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"-I hate weaklings."

When I plucked up my courage and confessed to her, she threw these words at me and left.

Indeed, I have never gotten into a fight since I was born.

While it may seem like I have no interest in these things, it is also an undeniable truth that I lack the courage or initiative to go against people.

That's why I'm a weakling.

To get rid of this weakness I have to beat people up. Not only because this is the fastest way to show my strength, but also because I find the act of 'beating people up' very entertaining. Since I've already lived seventeen years, the only things left that I've never done before would be things like these.

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Just like this, I managed to lure him out.

Going to the game centre at night and making him taste defeat time after time.

The moment I stepped out of the game centre, he glared at me and pulled me into the alley. He must be really mad this time, since he usually uses conversation to lure his victims, but acted without a word today.

...I'm relieved. Even though he often beats people up, I still feel a measure of guilt towards my own abuse of violence.

But now that problem is solved. Since he intends to beat me up, then there should be no question of sin or fault if I beat him up.

He pulled strongly at my hand, heading into the alley without stopping.

"Hey!" He turned his head back towards me.

Before that, I gave him a blow to the head.

Thwhack, he went down to the floor.

This lifeless and merciless style of falling, it's just like a puppet.

As he lay on the ground, blood kept gushing from his head.

"-Huh?"

How unbelievable.