On a hot noon in midsummer, the incandescent sunlight burned like flames in the sky and on the ground. There is no one on the road, and even cars are rarely seen, as if all life is avoiding the majesty of the scorching heat.
A young and immature figure opened the door and returned to his own door covered in sweat. He took out the key with a hint of sweat in his pocket and opened the door. He said feebly: "I'm back!"
There was no response from anyone. The young man walked into the kitchen and opened the window in the house. A rare gust of wind blew into the stuffy house from outside, ringing the wind chimes hanging beside the window.
"What a damn weather. If I had known this, I wouldn't have taken that job. I would have gone to the beach for vacation with my sister and the others." The young man took out a bottle of Cry from the refrigerator nearby and poured it into his own. In the mouth.
He took out a large watermelon from the bag he brought back and soaked it in cold water. Then he put the purchased ingredients back into the refrigerator bit by bit.
"Ding-ding-ding-" Suddenly the phone in the living room rang. The boy calmly placed everything in place, and then picked it up a second before the phone was about to go silent.
"Hello, this is the Oga family. Who are you looking for?" the boy asked in a very polite voice.
"Hey, Oga, have you forgotten the voice of your best friend? Where do you think I am now?" A man's mean voice sounded from the opposite side.
"It's you, disgusting city! You're a busy man, but you haven't contacted me for more than half a month, and who is your best friend? Don't just have a relationship." The young Oga seemed to be quite helpless towards the man opposite him. look.
"Dang dang dang - if you answer wrong, I will give you another chance. If you guess correctly, I will bring you a gift!" The man on the other end of the phone seemed to have not heard what Oga said at all, and still said to himself.
"Hawaii, can you please finish your sentence quickly? I just came back from work and I am very sleepy. If there is nothing else, I want to go back and catch up on my sleep first." The young Oga yawned repeatedly and said in an impatient tone.
"How did you guess that? Have you learned how to read minds?" The guy on the other end of the phone, known as Nasty City, kept chattering.
"Before the summer vacation, you mentioned it to me more than once. It's hard for me to forget even if I want to forget it." When talking about this matter, the young Oga felt a little helpless. He sometimes felt sorry for his bad friend. I really can't help but want to flatter him.
"Speaking of summer vacation, our last summer vacation before high school is only a few days away. Do you know where we are going next?" Nausea City, Takayuki Furuichi said with a hint of excitement in his tone.
The boy Oga lowered his sore back with one hand and answered into the phone: "How could you not know? No matter how good my grades are, it wouldn't be a problem to go to a better private middle school. If my sister hadn't forced me to If I applied there, it would be really hard for me to imagine that it still exists.”
"What are you talking about! After all, that is the high school where Misaki-san once attended. We are Misaki-san's successors. You are Misaki-san's brother. How can you say such a thing?" When mentioning Shounen Oga's sister, Furuichi seemed to be confused. Very excited, as if talking about his idol.
"Tch, didn't you choose that place because my sister said she has a very cute junior there? I don't know your boy's character?"
The young Oga directly exposed Furuichi's lies, and then said in a voice that sounded like a soliloquy or a whisper: "Ishiya Demon High School is the most vicious in the country, with a delinquency rate of 120%. How could there be a place like this where all gangsters are there? It’s a wonderful high school life, it’s incredible that my sister can go to college from here.”
"Stop talking about this, I will go back in three days. Don't forget to come to my house. I have already prepared the Hawaiian specialties that Miss Misaki wants."
After hanging up the phone from Takayuki Furuichi, the young Oga sat in a chair and remained silent. As the person with the third most say in the family (his father is the fourth), although his sister Oga Misaki is only four years older than him, she has already left an invincible and terrifying shadow in the young Oga's young mind.
Although he was a little reluctant to go to this so-called bad high school, it was just a drop in the bucket for the young Oga. After all, he was also a man who was called a devil when he was in junior high school.
After yawning a few times, the young Oga went upstairs to sleep without eating anything. He had been busy from midnight last night until the morning, and he was completely exhausted.
The sleep lasted until the evening, when the young Oga got up from the bed drowsily. While stretching, he walked towards the kitchen.
"The shop opened by my sister's friend is really troublesome. The late-night cafeteria only does business at night. It's really troublesome." Oga, a young man who was cooking his own dinner, couldn't help complaining.
Young Oga, full name Oga Raku. There are four people in the family, two parents plus a sister who is four years older than him, and Oga (abbreviation), the adopted child of his mother's brother. His grades are among the best, his physical fitness is excellent, and he is very popular among his classmates. If he does not have a physique that makes him hate and fight for no reason, then he can be said to be a representative of all-round development of morality, intelligence, body and beauty.
Half a year later, Oga has gloriously become a member of Ishiya Demon High School. However, this high school is more like a place of exile for delinquents than a school. On weekdays, not to mention the teachers in class, not even the school principal is seen.
Ever since Oga entered school, let alone a normal high school life, it was abnormal not to have a few people come to him for a fight every day. With Oga's undefeated record, he gradually gained the title of "First-year Tyrant Oga" at Ishiya Demon High School.
In a pheasant high school like Ishiya Demon, where fights are the norm, skipping school and smoking happens almost all the time. The only person Oga can call a friend in this kind of place is Furuichi Takayuki, who came here from the same middle school.
"It's been so long since school started and you're still listless. What happened?" Oga asked while lying on the rooftop of the teaching building while drinking juice and milk.
Furuichi punched the ground beside him with his fist, and said with some indignation on his face: "Ah - I was deceived by Misaki-san. All the people I met here were vicious guys. So far I haven't even seen a female student. , isn’t this already a boys’ school?”
After hearing Furuichi's complaint, Oga touched his forehead helplessly. He had long been resistant to hurtful remarks, but he still couldn't help but want to punch him.
"Shouldn't this kind of thing have been known for a long time? After all, this is the Shiya Demon. Even if a girl enters this high school, I'm afraid she won't stay long before she leaves automatically."
In a school like this where fights happen all the time, there is absolutely no way an ordinary female high school student from an ordinary middle school can survive.
"Hehe, you are wrong about that. I heard that the only girl group in this school, the Furious Emperor, went out to fight the rebellion in Kanto. It seems that there will be a while before they can come back, what Misaki said The lovely junior must be there."
Speaking of beautiful women, Furuichi showed a lewd smile on his face that any man would know, and Oga who was watching next to him slapped him on the shoulder.
After leaving school early, Oga, who had nothing to do, lay down on the grass next to the river embankment and closed his eyes to rest, recalling what Furuichi had said in his mind.
"Rage Teiru? It's really a familiar name. By the way, my sister and the boss she introduced to work were once part of it. Will the peaceful days continue forever?" Oga couldn't help but ask this in his heart. He had already been there for a long time. Discovering that his unique and terrifying physical qualities were different from those of ordinary people, his indifference and disdain for ordinary people became increasingly serious.
Just when Oga was about to fall asleep, a sense of crisis directly entered his mind. He, who was already half-conscious, suddenly opened his eyes, and then felt a strong wind coming from in front of him.
"Damn it!" The moment he opened his eyes, Oga had rolled to one side, and a thick wooden pillar had hit the place where he was originally lying.
Standing up and looking at the five Ishiya demon students who were holding round wooden pillars with regretful expressions, Oga clicked his fingers, anger welling up in his heart. If such a thick wooden pillar were hammered down, most people would have already seen God, and their extraordinary physique would feel very painful if touched.
With what he thought was an unusually warm smile on his face, Oga asked the five of them: "Which class are you five from? Do we know each other?"
The faces of the five people on the opposite side changed suddenly when they heard this. The person standing at the front pointed at himself and said, "Have you forgotten? We are MK5, and we just had a fight yesterday!"
Oga scratched his cheek and recalled, and then suddenly realized: "I remember, aren't you the guys who were knocked to the ground by one of my punches? You are so anxious to come to me, and you gave me such a greeting gift, you want to Going to hell?”
Before he finished speaking, Oga's mutated Oga rushed to the leader of MK5 with lightning speed, and hit him on the chin with an uppercut Shoryu punch. The man's body was completely floating in the air under this blow. .
With a plop, the leader of MK5 rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground. The other four guys holding the wooden pillars immediately put down the wooden pillars and raised their fists to avenge the boss.
"The impenitent guy, let's go and accompany him!"
For those who couldn't see the difference in strength, Oga didn't mind giving them a little more lessons. After easily dodging a few straight punches, and approaching them in small steps, Iron Fist came into close contact with their stomachs, and then the remaining four people of MK5, who were still in high spirits, hugged them one by one and huddled alone on the ground.
The battle is over and the tyrant education time begins.