Chapter 83: Literal and unofficial face slaps
Chapter 83: Literal and unofficial face slaps
Elliot and the others were laughing happily. On the other hand, the second-year student became so flustered hearing his words and the other’s insults that he became angered and flustered, enough for his face to turn as red as a baboon’s red butt.
He wanted to get away from this place and hide in a hole to cover his embarrassment, but he was going nowhere until he frees his hand from Elliot’s vicious clutch.
“Unhand me this instance, or don’t blame me for using my ability to teach you a lesson!” The second-year student coldly snorted, looking at Elliot with ill intent.
“What a joke! You were already using it, and I crushed it as easily as crushing an ant. No need to hide your embarrassment and use your tongue to lie.” Elliot said the following words to taunt the ability to reason, rationalize and shit out of the person that dared mess with one of his, “Everyone here knows that with your strength, you’re better off living as a dog than a man. Now, bark for me!”
“Why you!” His words embarrassed the second-year student, and in his rage, he activated his ability to amplify the strength in his right hand, causing waves of blue to swirl around his fist. Then, he tried to free it from Elliot’s vicious clutch but found out that he couldn’t do so since it almost felt like a monster has used its claw to grasp hold of his hand.
“Your parents had one job, and they failed to do so! Let me teach you a lesson in their place!” Elliot said, raising his hand and turning his waist, causing the second-year student to get lifted off his feet, then he smashed him into the ground, making him squeal like a pig being butchered.
“Ouicnk! Ouicnk! Ouch! What was that for?” The second-year student moaned out pain after his back crashed on the ground, then looked at Elliot and complained because he attacked him.
“Did this person think only he gets to attack, and the others can’t fight back?”
“What a joke?!”
“What kind of world is he living in?”
The students surrounding them in a circle said, wondering whether the second-year student has a few screws loose in his head.
“Of course, this person will think like that. He’s not only a fake and insecure man that picks on the weak to assert his dominance but a self-entitled Karen, after all!” Elliot said, laughing at him, and so did John and the other students.
“You asshole! Stop making fun of me!” The second-year student stood up and pounced at Elliot. But before he could even reach him, Elliot came up to him and kneed him in the guts, making him cry while holding his awfully large tummy.
Elliot grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head up so that he could look him in the eyes, then said, “You’re the one who bumped into my friend, so apologize to him!”
“No way! I am not say sorry to a trash like him,” the second-year said with determination in his eyes, and John rubbed his elbow in nervousness.
“Bro, let’s just leave it at this. I think he has suffered enough.” John said, telling Elliot to let the fat dick-head because he was worried that it might bring trouble their way as well as because he didn’t want to bully a bully.
“You’re too soft-hearted, but No! I won’t be letting go of him, not before he sincerely apologizes to you.” Elliot said, knowing full well that If he doesn’t make an example out of him today, then more will come to bother him and his friends tomorrow.
John looked at him in silence and ended up saying not even a single word.
“Hmph! Do what you may, I won’t say a single word to beg for a trash forgiveness!” The second-year said as Elliot turned his gaze back to him.
“Oh, really? Let’s see how long you can think the same way!” Elliot said, raising his hand above his head for a brief moment before swinging it downward, causing it to land on the fatty’s face, making a clear and crisp sound to echo throughout the area.
The slap that landed on his face left four clear and red marks. Jim’s body shook from the force of the slap, his eyes tearing out due to the stinging pain assaulting his senses.
“I-i’m so-l-r-y.” It only took one slap for Jim to ask for John’s forgiveness.
Before John could a single word of reconciliation, Elliot raised and swung his other hand downward.
Pa*
Elliot slapped the other side of Jim’s face, leaving four red marks on his clean and fat left cheek too, letting both cheeks of Jim’s face look like twins.
“Why did you hit me again?” Jim asked rubbing his burning red face and tearing up.
“You weren’t sincere enough,” Elliot said, honestly telling him his reason for slapping him the second time.
‘Fucking bastard,’ Jim thought in his mind before he turned to look at John once again.
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me! I will never trouble you, I promise!” Jim said loudly, publicly apologizing to a Hollow.
“Alright, I forgive you,” John said, scratching the side of his face.
Jim stood up, turned around, and make his way out of the arena, cursing them in his mind and loudly promising to take revenge for what happened today.
“You’ve eyes, but you don’t use them. Next time, don’t offend him or I will kill you!” Elliot said, taunting Jim for the very last time today.
“Boohoo! You big bully!” Jim cried, running away from them like a sissy as tears streamed down his eyes.
“Maybe those things on his dick-like face are just decoration?” Theo said, laughing by the side.
“Let’s forget about him!” Lisa said, hugging Elliot’s arm, pressing it in between the softness of her breasts, making him feel her perky tips as she wanted him to know that what he did arouse her.
Elliot wrapped a hand around her lithe waist, then said, “Yeah, we should go and get our token.”
“Let’s go!”
Behind them, the students started to chit-chat. Some said how appalled they were at the sight of a first-year beating a second-year; Some made fun of Jim; Some expressed that they were dissatisfied and offended to see a magician helping a hollow; some said stuff along the same line.
“That Jim’s a fucking disgrace for us second-years!” One of the spectators said, shaking her head in disappointment.
“Ban him!
That’s good!
“So from now on, we will be treating him like trash and beating the crap out of him daily, right?”
“Yeah!”