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CHAPTER FOUR. small visit ( cobra kai )
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SATOMI EXHALED SHARPLY, already regretting her decision to follow Fujio. "You really couldn't have done this on your own?" she grumbled, crossing her arms as they walked.
"Come on, Satomi," Fujio replied with his usual mischievous grin. "Tagging along is more fun, right?"
"Dragged. You dragged me along," she muttered.
Their journey brought them to Suzuran High School, an imposing building notorious for its rough, battle-hardened students. Reaching the entrance, Fujio took a deep breath, flashing Satomi a reassuring smile before stepping inside.
The students within barely batted an eye, assuming the pair were just new transfers. Fujio's confidence radiated as he called out, "Excuse me!" to a student wearing a striking black mask adorned with two crisscrossing chains.
The masked student turned, clearly unimpressed. "What do you want?"
"We're looking for Rao," Fujio said cheerfully, his smile unwavering.
The moment that name left his lips, a wave of tension swept through the room. Conversations ceased as the Suzuran students turned to face the intruders. Satomi sighed, wishing she had bolted while she still had the chance.
"Who the hell are you?" the masked student demanded.
"Hanaoka Fujio," Fujio replied, still grinning. "Senior at Oya High."
"Oya High?" The words lingered in the air like a challenge.
A student with shoulder-length hair and sunglasses stepped forward, glaring. "Do you even know where you are?" he asked, ignoring Satomi entirely.
"Of course! This is Suzuran, right?" Fujio replied enthusiastically.
The answer ignited the crowd. Without warning, the students lunged at Fujio and Satomi.
"Damn it," Satomi muttered, forced to fight despite her reluctance. She ducked and weaved through the chaos, swiftly sweeping her attackers off their feet. Meanwhile, Fujio was busy deflecting punches with a grin plastered across his face.
