In order to get away from the delinquents, Hamazura was running randomly.
The method may vary depending on the target and the situation, but for running away on foot, the most important thing was to keep changing between roads and alleys. One had to make a decision when it was impossible to use a car or a bicycle.
More importantly, if it was someone like Anti-Skill, one had to look for a place where there were few people. As for delinquents who ignored the law, it was a more practical to choose somewhere crowded.
The setting was also one of the reasons to use the surrounding people, view, and common knowledge to block the pursuers.
After considering that, it was important to avoid running away in a straight line. Even if it was the tiniest angle, by running around multiple times, it was easy to cause the pursuers to lose sight.
Those methods were effective in shaking off pursuers, but there was one thing to note.
(…Damn it! I'm unfamiliar with District 10!! Am I running north!?)
There was a risk of getting lost if one ran and made turns on unfamiliar grounds.
Even if he wanted to run away, there was a chance that he would make a U-turn, and he could end up running back to his pursuers.
In order to prevent that, as a tactic, he would decide where to run, and then turn with minimal angle. It should be effective for him to continue running in the same direction.
Even still, though he had a clear mind, he was currently being chased by delinquents, If he could let his body obey his mind while he was sprinting at full speed, it wouldn't be so hard on him.
"Ha!! Ha!! ...Damn, damn it. Mugino and Kinuhata…I'll make them remember it. Those girls, I'll spank their butts a hundred times after this. And if Takitsubo takes off her clothes, that would be a great feeling."
As he was running at full speed, his thighs started to hurt, and his breathing was rough. Hamazura stopped and looked around.
He couldn't find his pursuers now.
He saw the sign nearby; it was District 7.
It seemed like he had crossed districts.
For a moment, just for a moment, Hamazura thought of Mugino and the rest, but the worry quickly dissipated. The delinquents had all been chasing him, and even if they headed for Mugino and the rest, it was impossible for a Level 5 and Level 4 combination to fail.
(Should I message them that I'm all right?)
Hamazura pondered about the situation that was worth praising.
(No, no, if they know that I'm all right, I'll end up in some ridiculous thing again. Better act like I nearly died…)
Hamazura's shoulder knocked into someone.
It was a middle-school-looking girl with short brown hair.
"S-sorry."
Hamazura consciously bent down and apologized, but the girl didn't reply.
With an uneven pace, the girl vanished into the crowd.
(…What was that? That's a Tokiwadai Middle School uniform, right…?)
Hamazura looked in the direction where the girl had vanished.
(Seems like something major happened to her…Well, it's none of my business anyway.)
Even if he were to continue to worry about her, he couldn't help her anyway.
Originally intending to send a message, Hamazura slipped his cell phone back into his pocket. He was looking around to get a cold drink to quench his thirst.
"Hey, Hamazura. What's with you?"
A voice came from beside him.
Adjusting his breathing, Hamazura looked over. It was a face he was very familiar with.
"…Hanzou?"