They stand for each other like true Bofurins—unyielding and united. Anzai had been off all day, and he’s a terrible liar. The class captain, Haruka Sakura, pressed him until the truth spilled out: a group called “KEEL” had taken his friend, Nagoto. Though meant to stay between them, the entire class had been listening. Without hesitation, they insisted on going together to bring Nagoto back. It would be Sakura’s first mission as a freshly appointed grade-captain—leading others for the first time.
They stormed KEEL’s hideout, breaking in through Sugishita’s sheer strength, and chaos erupted. KEEL outnumbered them and sent their strongest fighters after Suo, Sakura, Sugishita, Kiryu, and Tsugeura—targeting the top six. Sakura’s confidence wavered as his friends were struck down around him, his only focus climbing toward KEEL’s loudmouthed leader who wouldn’t stop talking.
Defeat loomed over them like a closing fist—until the second-years arrived. Kaji burst in, dropping the thug about to hurt Nirei. Kusumi lifted the unconscious Nirei from the floor, and Enomoto stepped beside Kaji. The first-years stared wide-eyed as the second-year captain and his two vice-captains stood as backup.
Natori: “Oh? More playthings…?”
Kaji and his vice-captains fixed their gaze on the one responsible. The fighting slowed, the air tightening as the top three second-years shifted the balance.
Natori: “I don’t get why you’re all here. It’s ridiculous… We didn’t offend your territory. All we did was take a folk~”
That grin grated like nails on steel. Sakura felt the weight of leadership press heavier, uncertainty creeping in.
Kaji bit down harder on his lollipop stick, barely restraining the wildfire of rage threatening to break free.