The fiends scowled and turned around.

‘Who is he?’

'Is he the school’s gym teacher…?'

He was easily over two meters tall, and the mere sight of his muscular body was intimidating.

‘But most people with that body type are useless.’

The Vice Captain’s snake-like eyes quickly assessed his enemy. His body wasn’t trained quite to its peak.

‘If he had a little more muscle, it might be a different story…’

However, reaching that level was a matter of natural talent and genetics, not effort. In his current state, the man couldn’t meet their standards.

Twirling the dagger, the fiend muttered, “Seems like we got another volunteer.”

“Um, are you planning to steal all the fun?”

“Are you saying you’re just gonna kill them all and leave us with the measly students, Vice Captain?”

“You guys make a good point, for once.” Lust casually intervened as the fiends started to complain. “Just leave that meatbag to me. And then, well…”

It would be first come first serve. They didn’t come all the way here to have fair one-on-one duels, after all.

‘Hm, but…’ 

Lust crossed his arms, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the soon-to-be-dead man.

‘I’ve definitely seen that face somewhere…’

He looked extremely familiar, and the mere sight of him made Lust feel repulsed, but he couldn’t figure out why.

Lust waved his hand. “Let’s not drag this out. Kill them quickly. We still have a lot to do.”

He had no thoughts of stopping after killing...