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The next day, during lunch break.
As I was reading behind the library, Onizuka suddenly burst in.
"Hey, Satou!"
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Onizuka had been avoiding me since we fought in 6th grade.
But today, unusually, he was the one who spoke to me first.
"Did you really beat up those guys from Seiran yesterday?"
"Yeah, that's right."
I answered calmly.
"Seriously... it's a big commotion in the neighboring schools."
"Oh really?"
"Apparently, you've been nicknamed 'Psychopath Satou.' You completely annihilated Sagara's gang, 3 against 1..."
Onizuka continued excitedly.
"And you said, 'If you don't keep your promise, consider your life forfeit,' while crushing a tree branch, right?"
"Well... yeah."
"That's amazing. Everyone's spreading rumors like, 'Absolutely don't mess with that guy.'"
Onizuka's eyes sparkled.
Apparently, he hadn't gotten into a fight with anyone since he fought me in elementary school.
He was now the leader of a delinquent group, but he supposedly avoided trouble as much as possible.
"You've always been good at surprising people..."
"Well..."
"You're surprisingly strong for a fatty."
"That's rude."
I answered jokingly, but inwardly, I was a little relieved.
If the local delinquents were wary of me, that would be a good deterrent.
"By the way, Satou..."
"What?"
"Why with those guys from Seiran..."
"Don't ask about that."
"...I see. Understood."
Onizuka nodded deeply.
Perhaps he understood something in his own way.
"See ya."
As I watched Onizuka leave,
I was thinking about the afternoon appointment.
This psychopath rumor,
Surely, it would also have a positive effect on Sagara and his gang's rehabilitation.
4 PM.
At the agreed location, Sagara and his gang stood, holding bags with trembling hands.
"Y-yeah... Satou-kun..."
Kizaki's voice was high-pitched.
His usual good student facade had completely crumbled.
"I heard the rumors... 'Psychopath Satou'," Kawauchi muttered in a low voice.
The pride of the judo club captain was nowhere to be found.
"I brought... everything."
Sagara offered the bag.
Inside were USB drives, an external HDD, and several SD cards.
"Really everything?"
When I took a step forward, the three simultaneously recoiled.
"Y-yes! Absolutely!"
"We're not lying!"
"It's true!"
Their reaction was like frightened small animals.
Yesterday's tree branch crushing performance seemed to have been remarkably effective.
"What about the cloud backups?"
"All deleted!"
Kizaki desperately showed me the screen.
"Good."
I took the bag.
The three's bodies stiffened even further.
"This is the end... right?"
"No, this is just the beginning."
"Huh..."
"You haven't forgotten about the monthly meetings, have you?"
Trembling nods.
They no longer had the will to resist.
The psychopath rumor would surely be an effective weight to help them reform.
Thinking that, I firmly gripped the bag filled with evidence.
I checked the contents of the received bag one by one.
USB memory, external HDD, SD card.
Each time I touched them, past memories flowed in.
Indeed, the data had been completely deleted.
The download history from the cloud was also completely erased.
Kizaki's PC skills were accurate.
And when I touched Kawauchi's smartphone case—.
The three's conversation from this morning was displayed.
"This is seriously bad... that guy's serious."
"Did you hear the rumor? Psychopath Satou..."
"I never want to do anything like that again..."
From Kizaki's bag, footage of him frantically deleting data late last night.
From Sagara's uniform, a scene of him crying and consulting his parents.
All three were genuinely scared.
No, more than that, they were genuinely trying to reform.
Finally, I touched Sagara's bag.
It contained memories up to this morning.
The three of them secretly holding repeated meetings.
"We will never do anything like that again."
"Shouldn't we go apologize to the victims?"
"But let's wait until Satou gives us permission."
While Kizaki desperately deleted data, Kawauchi considered quitting the judo club, and Sagara was even considering an apology tour.
"They're truly... remorseful."
I muttered in a low voice.
A change beyond expectation.
"Hey, Satou-kun..."
Sagara spoke to me with a trembling voice.
"What?"
"We... truly want to change."
"Yeah, I know."
My ability told me.
Their fear was real,
And that fear was giving rise to true remorse.
"Alright, as promised."
I held the bag again.
"Monthly meetings. Third Thursday, 4 PM."
The three nodded deeply.
With this, it might truly be over.
A new morning for Hayami, and for all the victims,
Was finally about to begin.
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