The building door slammed open.

  The man stepped outside.

  He was holding the construction hammer.

  Up close, he looked worse than before.

  Sweating.

  Breathing heavily.

  Eyes red and swollen.

  He looked unstable.

  Completely broken.

  “She said later…” the man muttered, staring at nothing.

  “…but she never listens…”

  Yuuto took a slow breath and stepped forward.

  Now that the man was closer, Yuuto noticed something else.

  The guy was big.

  Much bigger than he looked from the balcony.

  Yuuto raised one hand slightly.

  “Yo man,” he said carefully. “You wanna talk or something?”

  Behind him, Mamoru was already ready to jump in.

  Yuuto spoke again.

  “Listen,” he said calmly. “Whatever happened, we don’t care. We were just passing by.”

  He pointed behind him.

  “But if you wanna talk… we can talk.”

  The man suddenly started crying.

  “Thank you… oh my god… thank you…”

  He dropped to his knees in front of them.

  “I don’t know what happened,” he whispered. “Something just… snapped…”

  Yuuto glanced up at the balcony.

  Just for a moment.

  Checking on the body.

  But the moment he turned his head—

  CRACK.

  The hammer slammed into Yuuto’s ribs.

  Yuuto’s body twisted in pain.

  “GHH—!”

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  Without thinking, Yuuto kicked the man away.

  The guy flew backward and crashed into a pile of trash bins.

  Metal clanged loudly.

  But the man immediately got back up.

  His eyes were completely insane now.

  “She lied!” he screamed.

  “She lied! She lied! SHE LIED!”

  He rushed forward like an animal.

  Mamoru stepped in.

  One sharp punch.

  BOOM.

  The hit knocked the man down.

  For a second, it looked like the fight was over.

  But then—

  The man’s eyes opened.

  He got up again.

  And rushed them again.

  Like a bull.

  Yuuto and Mamoru started hitting him together.

  Punches.

  Kicks.

  Elbows.

  But the guy kept coming.

  He was bigger.

  Stronger.

  Like he didn’t feel pain.

  Yuuto and Mamoru tried pushing him toward the wall, trying to corner him.

  But the man kept mumbling nonsense and swinging wildly.

  Yuuto’s adrenaline was exploding.

  He didn’t even know where the hammer was anymore.

  He didn’t care.

  They were just fighting.

  Yuuto clenched his jaw.

  His face changed.

  For a moment, his eyes looked scary.

  Like he was ready to kill if he had to.

  Mamoru, on the other hand, was completely different.

  Even in the middle of the chaos, he was still playful.

  He dodged a punch and smirked.

  “Man, you’re too slow for me!”

  The man roared and charged again.

  The fight lasted only a few minutes.

  But it felt much longer.

  At one moment, Yuuto and Mamoru moved together perfectly.

  Like they trained for this moment.

  Yuuto stepped left.

  Mamoru stepped right.

  Punch.

  Kick.

  Elbow.

  Another punch.

  A brutal combo.

  The man staggered.

  Then collapsed.

  Finally unconscious.

  Probably from blood loss.

  The street around them was quiet.

  From the outside, the fight probably looked insane.

  But in this neighbourhood…

  It looked normal.

  Mamoru wiped some blood from his lip.

  “Hopefully he didn’t die,” he muttered.

  “That guy was freaking insane.”

  Yuuto nodded slowly.

  Mamoru pulled out his phone.

  “Let’s call the Peacemakers.”

  The Peacemakers were an organization that handled illegal activity across the territories.

  Something like police.

  But better prepared.

  Much better prepared.

  They had too many cases every day.

  Sometimes they passed smaller jobs to vigilantes.

  Sometimes the calls were simple.

  Sometimes they were… like this.

  Because that man clearly wasn’t normal.

  Two trained guys against a normal human would be easy.

  But this guy?

  He had something else.

  Distorted cells.

  Even the weakest distortions could boost physical strength and endurance.

  And that man definitely had one.

  The Peacemakers arrived quietly.

  A dark vehicle rolled up.

  No sirens.

  No noise.

  One officer stepped out.

  Mamoru showed the job code on his phone.

  The officer scanned it.

  Then simply nodded.

  Another Peacemaker walked toward the unconscious man.

  He lifted the guy onto his shoulder like he weighed nothing.

  Then threw him into the back of the vehicle.

  Just like that.

  The car left.

  Yuuto and Mamoru stayed where they were.

  Silent.

  Neither of them expected today to be like this.

  Mamoru finally held his ribs and groaned.

  “Man… that hurt.”

  Then he smirked.

  “At least we didn’t die.”

  Yuuto didn’t answer immediately.

  He was staring at his hands.

  They were shaking slightly.

  Covered in blood.

  “…that was interesting,” Yuuto said quietly.

  Mamoru looked at him.

  Yuuto flexed his fingers slowly.

  “That feeling…”

  He inhaled.

  “…adrenaline.”

  A small smile appeared on his face.

  “That drive felt good.”

  He looked down the street.

  “We can fight here.”

  “We can work here.”

  Mamoru grinned.

  He extended his fist.

  Yuuto bumped it.

  They started walking away.

  Bruised.

  Covered in blood.

  But smiling.

  The job was over.

  But one image stayed in Yuuto’s mind.

  The body hanging on the balcony.

  He knew it wasn’t his job to care what happened next.

  Still…

  Something inside him felt heavy.