"Oi! Nani mono da!? Nande kita no!?"
The voice sounded muffled like it was traveling through a thick liquid, his vision blurred with spots, his mental faculties felt numb and his muscles felt like mush. It was pitiful but he found himself stumbling around like newborn lamb as he tried his hardest to focus on his surroundings.
It was dark with heavy clouds overhead but he was able to make out that he was in a school yard of some kind, but the school itself looked run down and damaged with graffiti sprayed all over.
The second thing he noticed was that he was surrounded and it wasn't by the Ghost Dragons.
They were all an assortment of Japanese young men wearing dark Gakuran uniforms, some of them partially unbuttoned and some fully unbuttoned. The sight of them confused him. Who were they? How did he get here? His mind couldn't process the answer. However, his observational prowess seemed to be intact because there was one thing about them that didn't escape his notice: they all each seemed to be wearing a single earring.
The design for all of them resembled a Magatama and they were all colored white except for three particular individuals whose were colored red. Those three were the ones standing closest to him.
"Wh-?" Batman croaked, mustering the strength to speak. "Wh-where is this place?"
He didn't actually intend to speak Japanese but it somehow came out that way. The man with dark buzz cut hair at the center of the trio took a drag from his cigarette.
"This is Tensuigun Private School, now Moutoku Sousou's turf. So unless you have a death wish, you will tell me who the hell you are!"
Batman slightly opened his mouth to speak but all he could manage was groan as he stumbled again to his knees. What happened to him? Why did he feel so weak?
"Hey, Bajun..."
Hearing his name being called, the man with the cigarette glanced to his left where the second member of the trio stood. This one was taller and lanky with long blonde swept hair and fiddled with his switchblade while occasionally licking against the flat of the blade in a casual manner.
"What do you think is up with this guy's costume?" he asked while waving his knife towards the intruder. "Is he's a cosplayer or something?"
The third in the trio guffawed loudly, a large bulky and rotund man with short hair that was styled with the top half dyed red and spiked up.
"Guwahaha! He must've been on the way to some otaku convention! Probably got high on some serious shit and wandered over here!"
The blonde grinned at his fat compatriot.
"I think you're on to something, Ryocho. What do you say we all have a little fun with this dude?"
Bajun took another drag from his cigarette before his lips curled into a laid back smile.
"Heh, fine by me. It's not like we have anything better to do around here."
Bajun, Ryocho and Inshou. The inheritors of the Chinese warriors, Ma Zun, Liang Xu and Yin Shang, were the three strongest Toushis of Tensuigun Private School. That was until Kyoshou Academy easily defeated them all and brought them under their thumb.
Inshou walked over Batman's right while Ryocho positioned himself at the vigilante's left. Immediately the two took turns kicking at him, each kick escalating in ferocity and soon the other students began to join in.
Batman could hear them around him giggling and chuckling in glee as they mercilessly rained down fists and stomped the soles of their shoes on him. He still couldn't will his body to move and could only limply raise his forearms up to defend himself.
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Dragon's Fate [Batman x Ikkitousen Harem]
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