Chapter 4: "Don't take death lightly!"

Chapter 4: "Don't take death lightly!"

Zain stared at the big guy, wondering if he should pull himself up and show what he was capable of. Letting them bully him would only lead to more bullying.

He knew this from experience. In the past, he never stood up against such acts.

Why? Was he weak?

No. The dark angel was by no means weak. If he was given a chance, he could easily be in the top 10 rankings of the Angels!

His skills, his powers and his connections which he had established secretly, all of them combined were more than enough to overthrow the judicial system and the hierarchy in heaven.

But despite having all that, he lived the life of a fool. While helping others, he would forget his character, but when blamed or bullied, he would just be a *****!

The mentality to believe that he was above all - that is what he lacked.

However, now, the said mentality had slowly started to develop.

He realized that if he did nothing today, then those who looked down on him would never settle. He had previously decided to create a bloodbath, but that could complicate the situation for his mother.

Therefore, not a blood bath, but something much simpler, something that would be quite effective while being less harmful - he decided to take care of the matter, by giving the bullies a taste of their own medicine.

He pulled himself together and stood up, still staring at the bully.

The pain had already subsided and if there were any broken bones, they had already healed.

The bully, called Nothan, felt the unpleasing stare.

“What are you staring at?”, he asked, wasting no time, rushing towards him, wanting to kick him in the stomach.

Zain knew exactly what the boy wanted to do, and to avoid it, he swiftly turned his body to the right, getting out of the way.

But Nothan was no bull. He wasn’t charging mindlessly!

As he spot Zain changing his position, he used a large amount of strength to put brakes, causing him to slide a little, seconds after which, he lifted his right leg, almost as high as his navel point, and swung it with great force, which ultimately collided with Zain’s left thigh.

*Bang*

It pushed Zain back a bit, causing a stir of pain, which subsided in seconds.

Nothan thought that the kick was enough to almost break Zain’s legs, so when he looked at him, to see if he was in pain, to his surprise, Zain kept glaring at him, with no signs of any sort of expression that indicated pain.

Seeing this, a sense of puzzling questions was born in his mind, confusing him.

‘I put all of my strength, yet he took no damage?’, he wondered, staring at the leg which was just hit.’

Nothan’s heart was beating a bit faster than usual. It wasn’t a sense of euphoria, but rather, a sense of confusion that caused slight fear.

Of course, he couldn’t afford to fear in front of his gang, he would lose respect!

“You, how dare you glare at me?!”

“I’m gonna gouge your eyes out!”, he shouted and moved faster than earlier, taking no more than a second to get close to Zain.

A second kick, this time, with his dominant left leg, came charging in.

‘My right leg again?’

Earlier, when Nothan used his right leg, the attack struck Zain’s right too. The positioning was awkward, and due to that, the strength of the attack had reduced a bit.

Because Nothan was left-footed, the attack didn’t bear all his power.

But now, not only did he use his dominant foot, but also swung it in just a simple path, that would without fail, land on Zain’s legs.

However, Zain wouldn’t let such a thing happen again.

He isn’t some statue to stay in the same place and do nothing!

Zain mustered a little amount of strength in his leg and jumped up just as the attack was merely 10cm or even less away.

It was more than enough to dodge the attack, however, as mentioned, the bully wasn’t an idiot.

Even though he was fat, he had a good body balance which enabled him to twist his body, turn like a top, and attack yet again, this time, raising his foot a little high.

*BAM*

It hit his abdomen, pushing him back by a few.

"You mother fucker... aren't you just a son of a *****? How dare you to glare at us?", Nothan said, almost fumbling his own words as he regained his balance and stood straight, glaring down at Zain who was pushed back and was on his knees.

‘Wh-’

‘What the heck?’, Zain was surprised, almost coughing blood, a drop of which was in his mouth.

‘The kick…’, realizing hit him as he understood that the kick was no ordinary one.

It was stronger than the previous, way stronger. Using the dominant foot wasn’t the only reason for this!

It was because the kick was imbued with mana, which almost shook his entire body.

“There you have it!”

“The mighty bear kick!”, said his followers, whose eyes sparkled as they saw the move.

‘A skill?’

‘Did he just use a skill to attack me?’

“Haha, that felt nice.”, Nothan said, looking at his friends.

‘Damn him…’, Zain was angry, partly because he was treated like a sandbag and also because he failed to dodge such a useless attack.

‘In my mind, I had already seen the second attack coming and had dodged it, but my body failed to follow…’

‘Weak, pathetic…’

‘There is a ton of work to be done on this body. It needs experience so that its movements could merge with my thinking.’

Zain then stood up, realizing it was no time to sit here and get destroyed by a mere bully, who was just an ant in his grand conquest of revenge.

‘Ugh, I must change…’, he thought to himself as he started to walk back towards his seat.

Nothan and the gang were surprised yet again, seeing how Zain seemed completely fine after being hit by such a strong attack. Their eyeballs trembled a bit, questioning what they had just seen.

Zain had a cold gaze, lowered, and walked straight, wanting to go back and sit in his seat on contrary to which, Nothan’s eyes fumed with rage.

“YOU!”, he shouted at the top of his voice, dashing at him, this time, sparing no mercy and using his best skill - Shattering Punch.

Just like the Bear Kick, this punch was imbued with mana, glowing with faint brown light.

“Die!”, Nothan said in a fit of anger as the punch was about to hit Zain in the back of his head.

‘Die…?’

‘Did he just mention that ridiculous word to me?’

He did it.

Nothan successfully pissed Zain off.

He mentioned the one word that Zain didn’t want to encounter in this life.

Zain turned his head immediately, pushing his left palm forward.

*BOOM*

Nothan’s friends were smiling only till the attack was rendered useless by Zain.

Yes, the punch was stopped with just Zain’s palm, the shockwave spreading in the entire room, grabbing everyone’s attention.

“You insect, don’t take death lightly.”, Zain’s voice became deep, too scary for Nothan to keep his composure.

“N-no. I…”, he started to sweat, his eyeballs trembling in fear as he couldn’t gaze into Zain’s eyes.

It was as if some dangerous beast was standing in front of him, looking at him with a  gaze that could instakill anyone!

Half of the class was shocked by what had happened as they watched the entire show, whereas others, who didn’t bother with this, remained confused as they only looked at the scene after the shockwave shook them.

Zain, having no skills, was easily able to stop the attack. Furthermore, he had already imbued mana to his right fist, which he was about to charge in when the teacher entered through the door, after sliding it open.

Just as he entered, he realized that everyone was looking at him, everyone except Nothan and Zain.

Zain’s eyes were fixated on Nothan, whereas Nothan’s were on the ground.

"What are you doing? Get back to your seats…", the teacher said, addressing Nothan and the gang.

His voice was enough to present Zain from any further fury, he controlled himself.

He released Nothan’s fist that he had grabbed with his left, seconds after which Nothan and the gang rushed back to their seats. As for Zain, the teacher stopped him before he could turn around and walk away.

“Zain, you are bleeding again. Go. Go to the infirmary.”, Mr Falon said, showing that he was somewhat worried about him.

“Yes teacher.”, Zain replied to him instantly and walked straight out of the class.

"Tsk, why do such fleas come to school?", Nothan acted strong and said this, just as Zain left the class.

“You shut your mouth and open the book!”, Mr. Falon shot back at him.

“Yes sir.”

‘Sigh, I wonder how these kids will make their place in society tomorrow…’, Falon glanced at everyone as he wondered, his gaze stopping at the empty desk where Zain used to seat.

‘I think I came at the right time. He had very less injuries today.’

‘Though, I hope he is alright.’, Falon thought to himself.

Every teacher in the school only looked after the strong students. For the weak, this was no normal place. It was hell and Zain, being the weakest out of all, was someone who was oppressed by the already oppressed ones of hell.

But there were three to four exceptions - Mr Falcon, Dr Riry, his senior Len and the headmaster, Won.

Zain went straight to the infirmary.

*knock knock*

"Yes come in...", Dr Riry was doing some work with the papers which she had to submit soon when Zain entered.

“Excuse me.”

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Dr Riry swiftly turned her gaze.

“Zain?”

The first thing she spotted was him, and the second was the little mark of dried blood around his mouth.

She instantly stood up and walked towards, “You alright?”

Although she knew he wasn’t she ended up asking, a habit.

“Yes.”, Zain replied, which she countered immediately, “No you aren’t!”

She pulled him and made him sit on the bed, a moment after which she rushed and got an injection from the medical kit.

She then rolled the shirt on his left arm a bit and injected him with a tonic, which would actually fasten the recovery process.

Immediately after that, she placed her right hand on Zain’s back.

A pale green light started to flash from her palm, which warmed Zain’s body a bit.

It was quite soothing, making Zain relax.

‘A healing skill…’, Zain knew exactly what this was.

He had his eyes closed but then opened right away as his wounds had already healed without his help.

"What happened Zain? Is it hurting more?", she asked after seeing the abrupt opening of his eyes.

“Haha, no miss. I’m feeling better…”, Zain said.

“Ah… thank God.”

The moment Zain heard the word, God, his eyes twitched a little, as if a sign of showing discomfort or dissatisfaction.

“Sigh, Zain, stop getting hurt my boy. You come to meet me after three days and the first thing I see is your bleeding…”

“Do you know how much it hurts?”, she asked.

A small smile appeared on Zain’s face.

‘What a beautiful human…’, he thought.

She wasn’t simply just worried about him, she was worried about everyone who got hurt.

Zain then said, “I will take care from now, miss.”

“You better do.”, she folded her hands, and closed her eyes, trying to act tough when she said that, on the contrary, she seemed a bit cute.

“But miss, you never told me that you were an angel.”, Zain continued.

“Eh?”

“I mean, of course, I am…”

“I am using powers ain’t I?”, she said as her eyes moved from one place to the other, trying not to look straight into his eyes.

“But it says that you are just a normal human, your ID.”, he immediately picked up the ID lying on the desk and showed it to her.

She scratched her head a bit, acting silly when he mentioned this.

Dr Riry was an Angel from Healing Class. After enrolling at the prestigious Rein School, she was asked to keep her powers a secret as children will get more reckless if they get to know that a Healing Angel was in the academy. To prevent unwanted injuries, this was supposedly a necessary step.

She explained this to Zain.

“Ah, I see. So that’s how it is.”

“Yes. Please keep it a secret.”, she immediately asked him to refrain from spreading any unwanted rumour.

“Alright, you have my word.”

'An Earth Angel of Healing class...'

'Looks like I will find many more interesting ones here.'

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