The Case Where I, The Strongest Mercenary, was Reincarnated as a Bullied, Introverted High School Student – With My Unbeatable Fighting Skills, I Rule the School and Underworld

Private, Shigemichi High School.

In the back of Classroom 2-1, open bullying was taking place.

“Here we go! Take this!”

“Ugh!”

“Hey, come on, this is no good. The punching bag is not supposed to talk!”

A vicious fist struck my side.

It was me, Fushimi Jinta, who was being punched.

The one delivering the punches was my classmate, Dojima Mahito.

He is a big guy and is the class leader who is rumored to have connections with biker gangs, local troublemakers, and even organized crime.

“That’s right, Dojima-san is making use of your worthless ass, right?”

“You should be grateful for the beating, right?”

As Dojima’s two lackeys said that, they restrained me from both sides.

“It feels good to punch you. It’s like quenching my thirst, Dojima remarked with a wicked grin.”

Dojima said so and turned his shoulders around with a smirk.

Witnessing this, both the girls and boys in the classroom were laughing.

They were all holding up their phones and recording videos and taking pictures of me.

“Don’t upload it on the internet, alright?”

“If any of you tell on the teacher, “I definitely will hunt down your families until they’re dead.”

Dojima and his group said that with conviction, but it seems that there are no people with a sense of justice at this bottom high school.

“Now then, it’s time to enjoy the feeling of that swollen belly.”

With his warmed-up shoulder, Dojima launches a full-throated straight right into my gut.

“Ugh! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee…….”

The girls screamed as I couldn’t take it anymore and spit water out of my mouth.

“Oh, my God! He threw up!

“Gross! That’s so gross!”

“I took a video! Ha-ha-ha, it’s like the Merlion!”

Then, a girl from the class, Momoka Yamashiro, glared at me while raising her middle finger. Following Yamashiro’s lead, other girls started hurling insults at me.

Seeing this, Dojima’s lackeys released their grip on me, setting me free.

“You should clean up after yourself, right?”

“Oh, look, there’s a mop conveniently placed here. Here, use this.”

He then threw my school uniform into a puddle on the floor.

“Pfft! Haha! That’s good. Wipe that off.”

“Hey, you know what’ll happen if you don’t do as we say, right?”

“……yes”

As I started to wipe the floor with it like I was told, my head was stepped on, and my face was pressed against the floor with a sticky mess.

“Hey, did you forget something?”

“Y-Yes, thank you for making use of me…”

Everyone around me burst into laughter, as I expressed my gratitude while being trampled on my head with indoor shoes.

This is my everyday life and hell as Fushimi Jinta.

―At that moment, I couldn’t have imagined.

“A few days later, they would be on their knees, begging for my forgiveness.”

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