The Story of Demon Hunter

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After cleaning, Ono followed the 1st grade students to the riding field. Just then, he saw Satoru riding on a dark horse. The young man's expression looked indifferent, coupled with the extraordinary appearance of humans and horses, it clearly dazzled many people.

Ono turned his gaze to the horse he used to care for. Looking at the rather short horse compared to the other horses, the color of the white fur was rather dull, and his rather poor appearance made the young man become even gloomier.

‘What a ugly horse.’

Then he looked around. Observing the many horses that were better than the ones he cared for, Ono felt increasingly upset and angry.

‘They all have a purpose. They all have their own focus. As I expected, a place like this was no match for me at all!

Why does it feel like not having a purpose is useless? Why did I come to such a remote place?

If it wasn't for the hostel so there was no need to go home or spend time, where would I be in a place like this!’

Ono was getting annoyed. He felt that his life had never gone smoothly. Always compared to her brother, experienced failure despite trying, and felt her life was in vain.

Just then, the horse in front of Ono suddenly looked furious. Looking at that hateful human gaze, he immediately pushed it hard until it fell to the ground and made a whimper of dissatisfaction.

“ADUH!”

Falling to the ground, the previously daydreaming Ono instantly came to a realization. Sensing the sensation of pain, he involuntarily shouted, making many people startled and directly approached him.

“Are you okay, Young Man?”

Mr. Sengoku and a few senior disciples immediately approached Ono in such a hurry. They are obviously very worried if there is another accident even though one semester has not passed. If it happens, the riding club may get a strong reprimand from above, even threatened to be dissolved.

Looking at the panicked-looking people, Ono got up with a shy and depressed look on his face. He felt that his face was completely lost due to such an embarrassing incident.

Trying to calm down, Ono finally said, “S-I'm fine. Just slipped accidentally.”

Hearing that, the people who did not see how Ono was dropped heaved a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, there were also some people who were staring towards the young man with strange expressions.

“Are you sure?” asked Mr. Sengoku with a serious expression.

“Y-Yes!”

Mr. Sengoku looked at Ono from top to bottom. Looking at the young man's face for a moment, he immediately shook his head.

“You are not in top condition. It is dangerous to force yourself to ride, especially for beginners like you. Therefore, you go to the sidelines to watch. Despite only hearing the theory, it is still useful to you.”

“But-“

Ono wanted to interrupt, but finally did not so when he saw Mr. Sengoku's serious expression and felt the gazes of those around him. With a depressed expression on his face, the young man looked down.

“WELL!”

After saying that, he left the field with a gloomy expression. He felt that Greenfield Academy was no match for him.

***

Around 18:30 p.m., all the students gathered in the cafeteria to eat their dinner. At the table where Satoru, Ono, Manabu, and Takeo were at, the atmosphere seemed so awkward. Totally different than usual.

“Do you guys have a fight?” takeo asked with a doubtful expression.

“T-Not really!” ono replied with a nervous expression. Looks a little sullen.

Just then, they glanced towards Satoru. The young man sat in his chair, eating quietly without changing his expression. His expression was so flat, making them completely ignorant of whether he was angry or not.

Merely, the awkward and unpleasant expression on Ono's face made everything clear. Manabu and Takeo know they're both in trouble. As for what the problem is ... they do not know the head and tail at all.

“Should we help them make peace as soon as possible?” takeo whispers to Manabu.

“Can't we come back tomorrow. If we can, let's reconcile the two of them. Otherwise, let them make up on this Golden Week holiday. After all, there is still one week,” whispered Manabu when replying to Takeo.

Satoru who had good hearing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He felt that the two people were really not so reliable. Moreover, the young man himself did not feel that he was angry at Ono.

You could say, before Satoru replied reflexively because he was quite fed up with Ono's attitude. After that, he no longer thought about it. More precisely, the young man did not intend to take care of such a matter due to thinking of an unnecessary waste of time.

You could say, Satoru directly crossed the name Ono from the list of people in his life.

Yes ... as he usually does.

After dinner, Satoru intends to go back to the room. The young man wanted to make a schedule that he had to do for the rest of the time during the Golden Week holidays. However, he did not expect anyone to suddenly stop his path.

Just walking in the hallway, one person walked up and blocked his path.

“Why are you in such a hurry, Kouhai-kun? Lagsung left after eating without resting while chatting with your friends?”

“What's up, Senpai?” ask Satoru.

The young man raised his eyebrows, completely not expecting that Natsumi suddenly appeared and stopped him.

“Why do you seem dissatisfied?”

Natsumi said with her hands on her waist, looking towards Satoru with an angry expression on her face. The girl really felt annoyed by Satoru's attitude that was so indifferent to everyone, whether it was a boy or a girl, even to a beautiful girl like her.

“Ugh!”

Satoru directly held his neck with his left hand, looking uncomfortable.

“Didn't you draw too much attention? Besides, I always get in trouble every time you come.”

Satoru said the last sentence very slowly, and did not expect that Natsumi really heard it.

On hearing Satoru's words, Natsumi looked like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He directly approached the young man while asking, “You mean I'm the source of the problem? Huh?!”

“Not so,” reply Satoru with forced smile.

“Then what?!”

“Errr ... it does not matter. By the way, is there a problem? Why are you looking for me, Senpai?”

“Of course there is a problem. Otherwise, why would I bother looking for you?”

Hearing that, Satoru immediately smiled bitterly. Because it was so rare to come into contact with a girl his age, the young man really felt troubled when facing Natsumi.

“So, what do you need from me, Senpai? Does it have anything to do with the riding club?”

“It ..” Natsumi was stunned for a moment. Having a doubtful expression and a bit of embarrassment, she exclaimed, “Yes! It has to do with the riding club. Although not directly. What we do is observation. Yep! That's observation!”

A few question marks appeared above Satoru's head. The young man really felt a bit confused, completely clueless as to what Natsumi was saying.

“Three days later, after cleaning and feeding the horses, you will accompany me to go watch horse racing! Do you understand?

If you understand, then I'll go! Remember, do not forget and do not be late!”

Looking at Natsumi who took a thousand steps before she had time to reply, Satoru was completely dumbfounded. After a moment of daze, the young man's brain finally processed everything.

Satoru had a complicated expression on his face. He felt so strange that he wondered in his heart.

‘Maybe ... This is a date request?’

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