Just like with the delinquent high school group before, Shoot first paralyzed the gang members with lightning magic, taking away their option to flee. All of them were bewildered and terrified by their sudden inability to move.

Shoot looked over each member of the gang, then approached the man with the delinquent look and clothing who was standing a little apart from the others. There was a reason why Shoot chose him as the first target.

"You were the one who said you'd 'trash my house,' weren't you? And you also mentioned hurting my family."

"Uh...guh..."

The delinquent-looking man, glared at by Shoot's hawk-like sharp eyes, amplified by the "Intimidation" skill, desperately tried to move his barely functioning mouth to say something. He usually flaunted his delinquent appearance and swaggered around with his buddies. He reveled in seeing people shrink away from him in fear, but today he found himself in the same position as those he used to intimidate.

"Trash my things? Destroy them? You dare say such things in front of me? To prevent you from suddenly trashing my house in the future, I think I'll break your limbs and put you in a state where you can't get out of a wheelchair, not for a while…but for the rest of your life."

After saying that, Shoot grabbed the delinquent man by the collar, lifted him high above his head, and slammed him down to the ground.

Bam! "Guh...!"

The delinquent man coughed up blood as his back slammed against the ground, finding it difficult to even speak.

Next, Shoot roughly grabbed the man by the scruff of his neck, floated into the air, and ascended to a higher altitude. The remaining gang members, witnessing the impossible sight of a person levitating, stared in astonishment, wondering if it was another magic trick.

"Hold still!"

At Shoot's earth-shattering roar, the delinquent man instinctively straightened his body despite being paralyzed.

"Good, good, keep your legs straight like that—"

Immediately after giving the order, Shoot, still holding the man, plummeted from the high altitude and slammed the man's outstretched legs against the ground.

Crack, Snap, Crunch "~~~~~~~~~?!?"

The impact was tremendous, shattering the bones in the delinquent man's legs into pieces, leaving them in a horrific state. Broken bones pierced through his skin, making it clear that they were completely destroyed. The man screamed silently in agony.

"First the legs. Next, the arms."

Shoot announced in a cold voice, then firmly grasped the delinquent man's left shoulder and hand, floating upwards again. He placed his own knee on the man's elbow joint, forming a shape reminiscent of a hacksaw.

"...!?" (Shudder)

The delinquent man, imagining the worst, paled and tried to cry out, but Shoot mercilessly plummeted down, slamming the man's left elbow against the ground.

Crack, Snap! "Gugeeeeaaaaagh!"

As a result, the bones in his left arm, like his legs, were shattered. Shoot then stomped on the man's left hand repeatedly, crushing his fingers.

Next, he moved on to destroy the man's right arm in the same way. He grabbed a specific part, floated up, placed his knee on the elbow joint, and plummeted down... The right arm also shattered. And then, with another stomp, he completely destroyed the right hand.

"............"

"Don't lose consciousness yet. You're a notorious gang member in this area, right? A delinquent? Well, whatever, complete destruction of limbs accomplished."

As if he was done with him, Shoot kicked the man away, finishing the punishment of the first target. The delinquent man, his eyes rolled back in unconsciousness, his limbs in an indescribable state, lay there, while the other gang members were frozen in fear at Shoot's power.

"G... what, what is this brat...?"

Even the gang leader couldn't hide his agitation, his will to fight crumbling in the face of Shoot's supernatural power and abnormality.

Shoot began to search for his next victim. The gang members all averted their eyes, trying to distance themselves, not wanting to become Shoot's prey. However, one of them, the man with the long red hair, was caught and dragged by Shoot despite his resistance. No matter how much he yelled or begged for mercy, Shoot remained unresponsive. Shoot had already decided to completely break this man.

"You were the one who said I was living a 'gloomy school life' and a 'gloomy loner,' right? You insulted me over and over."

"I-I, I d-didn't say anything like that!"

"No, you did. I definitely heard it coming out of your mouth. And I know you just lied too."

Shoot cut off the red-haired man's desperate excuses. Like the delinquent-looking man before, Shoot had decided to start with the gang members who had insulted him, hurled abusive language at him, or threatened to harm him.

He was particularly angry at this red-haired man. He had insulted him as a gloomy loner and made him the laughingstock of his companions.

Remembering being told similar things by his former classmates in Class 2-A at Tensho Junior High School, Shoot's anger escalated further. He grabbed the man's red hair tightly and lifted him up.

"Trash like you shouldn't be degrading me, insulting me...!"

He swung the man by his hair and threw him far away. The man's scalp tore off, unable to withstand the strong centrifugal force, leaving a part of his head exposed with red skin. The man slammed against the ground, his body convulsing, unable to move.

"Who said it was over?"

Instantly moving to where the red-haired man lay, Shoot grabbed his right arm and, using the "Super Strength" skill, twisted and broke it like a chopstick. Then, he proceeded to snap the fingers of his right hand one by one, like twigs. All the while, the man's screams of agony echoed.

"Learn who you're running your damn mouth off to, you creepy long-haired bastard."

After snapping the tendons in both arms and legs like dried squid, he twisted and broke the bones as well. Each time an arm or leg was broken, the red-haired man tasted hell, screaming in agony and begging for mercy, but Shoot only sneered.

Furthermore, Shoot decided to inflict psychological damage on the man, and began to destroy his trademark long red hair. He ripped out his hair with his bare hands, turning it into a grotesque mess, and then showed the man a picture of it. Seeing his prized long red hair in such a state, the man cried and went mad. Shoot laughed uproariously at the sight.

As a finishing touch, Shoot crushed the red-haired man's spinal cord, completely destroying his body. The man was left physically, mentally, and socially crippled.

(~ ~ ~! This is a joke, there's no way a brat like this could exist...! It's a dream, this is a dream...! This strange place too, it's just a hallucination I'm seeing because I'm panicking...)

The leader of the gang, the messy-haired man with the goatee (in his thirties), punched himself to wake himself up. His fist, trained from his boxing days, was strong enough to distort his own face.

"How lame, hitting yourself."

Shoot laughed at the gang leader as if he were watching a spectacle. Sensing Shoot approaching, the gang leader shrieked, pulled a gun from his pocket, and pointed it at Shoot. Shoot reacted with surprise at the unexpected appearance of the weapon, and the other gang members were also shocked by the gun's appearance.

"As expected of a self-proclaimed gang member, carrying a gun around? Your buddies seem surprised though."

"Don't get cocky! This isn't a bluff!"

"I can see that. (In 2 seconds, he'll pull the trigger, and the bullet will graze my head)."

Having foreseen the next few seconds with the "Near Future Prediction" skill, 1.90 seconds later, Shoot moved behind the gang leader using "Spatial Transfer."

Immediately afterward, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew, but it sliced through the air and disappeared into the distance.

While the gang leader was stunned and bewildered by the sudden disappearance of his target, Shoot roughly grabbed his messy hair.

"I've dodged bullets at point-blank range during my video streams, so this is nothing to me."

"M-monster..."

Holding his hair, Shoot slammed the gang leader's face repeatedly against the ground. The leader's face was quickly crushed into a pulp.

"If I completely break you, that means I've crushed this ridiculous gang, right? Since you're the leader."

"Ga, blegh..."

The gang leader, his eye crushed, nose broken, and several front teeth missing from repeatedly hitting the ground, had long since lost his will to fight.

"Are you scared of me? I'm having fun. You guys are the scum of society anyway, and you tried to do something nasty to me. So, I get to mess with human garbage like you as much as I want."

All the gang members trembled at the sight of Shoot's cruel smile. Punishing the gang members, the scum of society, and above all, revenge for insulting him – these were the reasons why Shoot resorted to violence.

"You came after me for revenge for your buddies or underlings, right? How pathetic! Fellow scum of society, fellow human garbage, what's with this sense of camaraderie? It makes me want to puke."

Shoot spat on the ground and slammed the gang leader against the ground once more. Released by Shoot, the leader staggered to his feet and began to prostrate himself before Shoot.

"W-we were wrong...! You can boil me alive, or burn me, but... please spare these guys, my friends...! We won't ever be so disrespectful to you again...!"

The gang members were moved by their leader's sincere apology and plea for their release, saying, "Leader..." Shoot grimaced in disgust, but

(Hmm, this gang leader is scum, but he's not completely rotten since he truly cares about his friends.)

He slightly revised his assessment of the gang leader.

"The high school kids you crushed, even though they weren't official members of the group, they were like our younger brothers, so we came here for payback, and everyone, including me, was worked up...! I'm not saying you should forgive all the insults we hurled at you, but please, just crush me and let it go...!!"

"Oh yeah, yeah, I get what you're saying. You care about your friends, huh?"

The gang leader, thinking he would be forgiven because the harshness had left Shoot's voice, looked up expectantly—

"Like I care. Why should I listen to your request? I'm going to break all of you equally, of course. Your gang activities are over today."

Shoot made a throat-slitting gesture with his thumb and spoke mercilessly, draining the blood from the faces of all the gang members.

A few seconds later, several screams of agony filled the air.

Shoot was currently standing in front of a large local hospital. Piled up there were the living corpses of the gang members, their limbs completely useless, their spines severely damaged, several internal organs injured, and even the skin of their faces peeled off.

Just like with the delinquent high school students, Shoot had finished his routine of dumping them all in front of the hospital after breaking them and quickly warped back home before anyone could see him.

"Ahhh, that was fun. This is why I can't stop being violent towards people who piss me off."

Lying on his bed, Shoot savored the afterglow of annihilating the gang that had irritated him.

"I'm not going to stop, not ever. As long as there are scum who anger me, I won't stop this punishment, this retaliation, this violent revenge.

Violence is the easiest way to eliminate people I hate.

I have the power to do it and the means to get away with it. So, I'm not giving up something this fun...!"

And this is my justice too… Shoot murmured to himself.

Author's Note

This concludes the second chapter. To be honest, this chapter is the main revenge part of this work, and the next chapter will likely be the last main revenge arc.

From now on, the elements of "retaliation" and "punishment" will probably be stronger.

Even so, there will still be plenty of scenes filled with violence and abusive language, and I think I can still deliver some "serves you right" moments, so I think those who like that sort of thing will enjoy it!