A group of strangers stood at the edge of town—uniforms unfamiliar, eyes cold. At the front was Shingo Natori, smiling like something was already broken. “Let’s see,” he muttered, “if these so-called ‘protectors’ can actually protect anything.” The First Clash Inside the school gates, Haruka Sakura cracked his knuckles. “Tch… I’ll crush them.” ...Read more