I punched Hanzo three times in a row to knock him out since he was unnecessarily tough.

But the impact created a large hole in the 21st floor, and we fell right into the middle of the banquet hall, where the engagement ceremony seemed to have just begun.

‘This is bad. I didn’t even have time to disguise myself.’

Originally, I planned to take the staff elevator down and change my clothes secretly, but I ended up taking a shortcut.

While the cloud of dust from the fall temporarily blocked the view of the guests, I hastily took the scarf from the unconscious Hanzo’s neck and wrapped it around my face.

Then, as I looked around to find the President, I spotted her looking at me with a blank expression and greeted her warmly.

“I’ve come to save you, Senior Kumiko.”

Then the President, seemingly coming to her senses at my voice, asked in surprise.

“Yu-seong, how did you get here?!”

“Shh! Shh!”

I quickly hushed her to prevent my identity from being exposed and whispered softly enough for only her to hear.

“The Vice President told me. He said you were being forced into an unwanted engagement.”

“…Shinji did something unnecessary.”

Realizing the situation, the President’s face became calmer as she spoke to me.

“Thank you for coming all the way here, but you should leave now, Yu-seong. I’m not just saying this—if you go against the Saionji and Fujiwara families, you might not be able to live in Japan anymore.”

“I appreciate your concern, but I must decline.”

“Why? There’s no need for you to go this far to save me…!”

I grabbed the President’s shoulders and spoke in a serious voice.

“Because I like you.”

“What?”

Seeing the President’s eyes widen in surprise at my sudden confession, I continued.

“Do you need a reason to save the woman you like?”

“…”

As she understood what I said, the President’s face gradually turned red like a ripe persimmon.

She looked cute like that, but we didn’t have much time left.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

“Kya!”

With that, I lifted the President and slung her over my shoulder.

Fortunately, the long skirt of her dress prevented any unintended exposure.

The dust had mostly settled by now.

As I looked around, the security guards who had gathered to protect the guests were glaring at me with hostility.

“The boss is down!”

“Make sure that guy doesn’t escape!”

“Surround him completely!”

These must be Hanzo’s subordinates, the Iga ninjas.

The hall was so large that their number easily exceeded 100.

‘This is a bit dangerous.’

No matter how strong I was, I couldn’t fend off ten hands with one.

Besides, I had just fought a fierce battle on the 21st floor, so my stamina was lower than usual.

Seeing the number of security guards and realizing I couldn’t win, I reluctantly pulled out my trump card from my pocket.

‘The time limit is five minutes.’

The Fuma clan’s secret awakening pill, Ghost Pill.

I had only taken this in dire situations until now.

「It’s the pill you took when fighting me.」

“It’s quite a precarious situation.”

I answered that way but put the pill back in my pocket instead of taking it immediately.

‘I can’t take it right now. Once the time limit is up, I’ll be completely exhausted.’

It takes at least five minutes to get down from the 20th floor to the 1st.

If I can’t move in this already difficult situation, there’s a high chance I’ll be caught.

‘I have to hold out as long as possible.’

I steeled myself and looked straight ahead.

The guests at the engagement ceremony had moved back, and ninjas armed with various weapons like maces, clubs, tonfas, chain sickles, shurikens, and cross spears surrounded me. ℞ÁΝóᛒÈṣ

“Attack!”

At the signal, the ninjas in suits started attacking all at once.

“Whoo.”

I calmed myself down, slowly taking deep breaths to regain my composure.

“Don’t open your mouth. You might bite your tongue.”

I warned the President hanging on my shoulder, then began to circulate my energy.

Fuma Style Martial Arts Second Form.

Hayate.

The signature technique of Hayate, moving like a swift wind.

Its speed was on par with the lightning-sword technique that Senior Fuma showed.

I quickly moved between the ninjas, extending my energy-covered fists in all directions.

I mainly targeted their joints.

Since the goal was to incapacitate, not kill, I efficiently broke their bones.

“Aaaargh! My arm!”

“My leg! My leg!”

In the blink of an eye, I took down eight people and stepped forward strongly.

Eight Extremes Fist Outer Gate Settling Elbow.

Unlike the punch that advances forward, this technique strikes the opponent’s torso with one of the hardest parts of the body, the elbow.

Combined with my innate characteristic of Indestructibility, the simple elbow strike becomes as powerful as a battering ram.

Bang!!

The large man who collided with my elbow flew backward, crashing into the guest tables as if hit by a dump truck.

But despite seeing that, the other security guards didn’t hesitate to charge at me.

This time, they attacked from both sides.

One held a cross spear, and the other a jitte.

Fuma Style Martial Arts Seventh Form.

Ryunobori.

A technique that creates an upward current around the body, forcibly lifting nearby enemies into the air.

Caught in the intense dragon wind, the two crashed headfirst into the hard ceiling and fell back to the floor.

Next, ninjas with shurikens in both hands appeared.

They seemed to have decided to fight dirty, as many rushed towards me at once.

I tried to incapacitate them with Ryunobori like before, but they threw shurikens to disrupt my focus, having seen what happened to their comrades.

“Damn.”

They were confident I would protect the President.

“Die!”

We naturally entered a close-quarters fight.

I broke the wrist of the first ninja who rushed at me and kicked the stomach of the security guard charging from the front.

“Ugh!”

The security guard floated up and hit the ceiling, his body going limp as he fainted.

But the attack wasn’t over yet.

Swish!

The weight of a chain sickle flew towards my head.

I narrowly avoided it by tilting my head back, then grabbed the chain and yanked it hard.

The security guard holding the chain sickle was lifted into the air.

I spun him around forcefully in that state.

The ninjas who collided with their comrade’s body fell like autumn leaves.

‘That’s twenty.’

But there were still many enemies around.

As I considered taking the Ghost Pill before my stamina dropped further, there was a commotion at the entrance.

“Move! You small fry!”

“Don’t block my way!”

Two familiar voices.

“Aaaargh!”

The security guards blocking the entrance flew away, revealing the Vice President, who for some reason had his shirt off, and Ryuji, whose originally orange hair had turned golden.

“My lady! We’re here to save you!”

“I’m not too late, am I?”

I was involuntarily moved by the appearance of my two allies.

It felt like gaining reinforcements.

And it wasn’t just me who was surprised by the Vice President’s appearance.

“Shinjiro! How dare you betray the Saionji family!!”

The President’s grandfather, surrounded by agents, shouted the Vice President’s name in anger.

But the Vice President replied calmly, unfazed.

“Since I entered the main house at the age of five, the only person I have served is Miss Kumiko, not the Saionji family. And as Miss Kumiko’s retainer, I would do anything for her happiness.”

“Shinjirooooooo!! Gah!”

In the end, unable to control his anger, the President’s grandfather suddenly clutched the back of his neck, possibly due to a sudden spike in blood pressure.

“Chairman!”

“Father!”

The surrounding family members hurriedly supported him.

The Vice President, the actual cause of the issue, seemed to have already decided to be ruthless, mechanically dealing with the security guards blocking his way without blinking an eye.

Usually hidden by clothes, the Vice President’s physique was not something to be underestimated when seen like this.

And in Ryuji’s case,

“Hahahaha! This is great! Wonderful! It feels like I’ve gone back to my ruling days!”

Still under the control of Mahes, he was rampaging wildly among the security guards.

Seeing his hair turn a bright blonde, it seemed that Mahes’s spirit had influenced Ryuji’s body.

Just like how Chiaki’s hair would turn white when possessed.

“…I can’t lose either.”

Two people had come to help after a long time.

So I couldn’t just sit here and groan alone in a place like this.

Crunch!

I took out a Ghost Pill from my bosom, put it in my mouth, and chewed it roughly, smiling as I felt a familiar euphoria rising from deep within my body.

“Well then, shall we begin?”

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