The One fist vs the Alliance

(Time Skip: 7 Years)

A commotion unfolded at the gates of Sainan Middle School, an institution affiliated with Sainan High School. The center of this uproar was a student with long hair that flowed like a girl's, yet he wore the male uniform. His androgynous face, framed by black hair and brown eyes, was a puzzle to decipher. His attire and delicate skin painted an intriguing picture, captivating both genders.

A crowd of students, both boys and girls, surrounded this enigmatic figure.

"Hey, what's happening over there? It looks like he's in trouble," a typical-looking guy remarked, surprised by the scene unfolding before him.

"Are you new here?" another student asked, surprised that the newcomer seemed oblivious to the situation.

"Yes, I moved from another province to start at this school next semester," the new guy replied.

"I see. As your senior, let me explain what's going on," the other student said, puffing out his chest with pride.

"Those people over there are third-year students, close to graduating to high school. They've decided to make one last memory by unraveling one of the school's mysteries."

"Mystery?" The new guy looked puzzled. He had assumed it was bullying, not a mystery.

"Yes, it's hard to see from here. Follow me," the senior student said, leading the new guy closer to the scene. Upon seeing the long-haired student's face, the new guy was taken aback.

"Now, if your heart is beating faster, you must already know the mystery," the senior student said, a knowing smile on his face.

The new guy was confused. Was that a boy or a girl?

"That middle-looking frail guy is Yuuki Errol. An unusual name, possibly foreign. He's the most popular student in school, not for his achievements, but his looks. Girls have a crush on him, and guys question their orientation," the senior student explained.

The new guy was surprised, but not entirely. He almost wanted to act like a hero, but remembered that the person in question was a boy.

"Couldn't he just be a girl dressed in men's clothing?" the new guy asked hopefully.

"That's the mystery. Many theorize that he's a tomboy, or hiding his gender, or just a beautiful boy. But today, they're planning to catch him and let the girls verify whether he's a guy or a girl," the senior student explained.

"I see, but isn't this going overboard? There are too many people to just check whether he's a guy or not," the new guy said, looking concerned.

"If it were that easy, this mystery would have been solved long ago. But Yuuki Errol isn't as simple as he looks," the senior student said, shaking his head.

The new guy looked at him skeptically.

"He may look weak, but he's as strong as a professional bodybuilder. Not only that, he's a champion in multiple martial arts competitions, and has defeated many dojo masters in our city. He's never lost a fight, earning him a title that was used by those he beat up black and blue," the senior student elaborated.

The new guy gulped, looking at the person he initially thought was weak.

"What's his title?" he asked, curiosity piqued.

"One Fist," the senior student replied.

The new guy looked confused.

"The reason is that no opponent survived after one of his fists landed on them. He likes to use most of his opponents as a punching bag to practice his skills, so most fear fighting him," the senior student explained.

The new guy felt a strange respect for the seniors trying to solve this mystery, despite the threat of an unbeatable opponent.

The senior student nodded in agreement, and they both turned their attention back to the center of the event.

(Errol's POV)

Sigh, I was just trying to go home and enjoy the new movie that was just released with my sister.

Looking around, most of the guys had a determined look on their faces as if they were ready to face their strongest enemy. Some of them had a lecherous look, as if they already knew I was a girl but just wanted to touch me. The girls had the same look, but they wanted to touch me as a guy.

Well, I can't blame them. My androgynous face, combined with my clothing, could easily confuse anyone.

My long hair was my new mother's request, saying it looked good on me. Considering I was in an anime world, why not?

I also have cultivation techniques, so looking like those xianxia guys is also amusing to me.

Speaking of cultivation, it also contributes to my attractiveness. My technique has long evolved and focuses on the concept of purity. Since the basic cultivation technique has no special property and just increases your level, it ended up focusing on this part and evolved to being pure. Its energy can be used in any power system. It also has a bonus of being able to purify my body, slowly turning it as clean as possible. The delicate skin is just a bonus.

Back to the situation, looking at their numbers, it's going to take a while to deal with them all without hurting them too much.

So, I slowly walked towards them and started the carnage.

Some guys ran towards me, trying to hold me, but I dodged them with a slight movement and delivered a punch to their stomach, enough for them to be unable to move.

That was the start of this carnage. I danced in the middle of the crowd, incapacitating them enough to be on the ground for an hour. Even the girls weren't able to escape.

I've heard enough about girls fighting for their rights to be equal to men, so don't complain if you got punched. That's also included in equal rights.

It took quite a bit of time since I had been sealing most of my strength to the level of a bodybuilder, but my skills never changed. I beat them up and slowly walked home.

What I didn't notice was that one of the bodies suddenly moved its hand. With my guard down, the hand was able to touch my crotch.

I stood there, shocked. Someone had touched me. Looking at the person touching me, trying to hold myself back from breaking that hand, I saw Risa a friend of Haruna, my brother's crush.

She was touching me with a frozen expression of disbelief.

"YOU ARE A GUY?!!" she shouted, making most of them hear her. Finally, the guys had the expression of someone that had been betrayed, and the girls cheered for me being a true guy for them.

(A few minutes ago)
(Risa's POV)

I was watching the massive crowd, as if a war was about to break out. In the middle of it all was Yuuki Errol, the adopted brother of my friend's crush.

Many people theorized that he was a girl in a boy's uniform, and I was one of those people. I mean, just look at his skin, it's more delicate than mine. I always wanted to touch his chest to check whether he had something to suppress his chest size or if he was just flat.

Regardless, I was determined to prove that he was a girl.

I hid among the bodies Yuuki Errol had incapacitated, he was intimidating but that wouldn't deter me from satisfying my curiosity and validating my assumption.

I waited until all the students were down. Surely, he would lower his guard as he passed by here since this was the way to the gate.

I waited for the right moment. As he slowly approached, I sprang into action, reaching out to grab his crotch area. I was certain I could prove—

But what I felt was something long. My thoughts froze, my face slowly turned upward to meet the owner of the thing I was touching.

He had a blank expression, but that wasn't important right now. All my confusion was released in a loud shout.

"YOU ARE A GUY?!!"

The declaration echoed through the crowd, causing a stir. The guys looked as if they had been betrayed, while the girls cheered, delighted to find out that I was indeed a guy.