I Got My System Late, But I'll Become Beastgod

After the grand opening ceremony concluded, Aamir and his group began making their way to the stadium exit where Kunal was waiting.

Leaning casually against a wall, Kunal had his eyes fixed on a thick book, completely absorbed in reading as he waited for his friends. His calm presence stood out even in the bustling crowd. But peace never lasted long in places like these.

A group of boys approached him—students from the same institute who had tried to mess with Aamir the day before. This time, however, they had brought someone else with them. Though still a student, the guy looked far more muscular and imposing than the others, clearly the leader of the group.

The muscular boy from the previous day pointed at Kunal.

"Brother, that guy was with the ones who bullied us. He’s their friend."

Kunal glanced up briefly, then returned to his book, unbothered.

The stronger student stepped forward and said, "Hey, are you one of those who bullied my brother yesterday?"

Without looking up, Kunal calmly closed his book, stored it in his dimensional bag, then finally met the boy’s gaze.

"We bullied him? No," he said. "But yeah, we beat the shit out of him. Of course."

"You don’t have any shame?" the student snapped. "How can you bully someone?"

"Oh, I think you’ve misunderstood," Kunal replied coolly. "Your brother said disgusting things to the girls with us, so we taught him a lesson."