Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode-Chapter 524: Confusing

Clyde heard Mina’s voice continuing to drift across the table, casual and warm as if they were old friends. Which was technically true.

At first, he ignored her and just letting her words pass through one ear and out the other. But somewhere between her laughter and a comment about their childhood, something tugged at him.

It wasn’t emotion. Not exactly.

It was memory, Jack’s memory.

How much the boy had admired her childhood friend and watched from afar. Wished for something more but never dared.

Jack had wanted to talk to her again, and walk beside her like this. He just never had the strength to show her his pathethic side.

Clyde’s jaw tightened slightly. He didn’t know if he’d taken Jack’s body completely. If the boy’s soul was gone and erased whoch make Jack died.

Or if he was merely borrowing it until he could find a way to restore his own body. The truth was, even Clyde wasn’t sure.

But what he did know was that Jack had suffered.

So maybe—just maybe—he could give the boy one thing he’d always wanted.

He put down his chopsticks, turned his eyes toward Mina, and said, "Do you want to take a walk with me later?"

The entire table froze.

Mina blinked. Once, twice.

Her two friends snapped their heads in his direction witb eyes wide in disbelief.

"What?" one of them gasped.

Mina hesitated. Her eyes searched his face like she wasn’t sure if this was a joke. But then slowly, a soft smile formed on her lips.

"Yeah," she said. "I’d like that."

Clyde gave a short nod. Then stood, lifted his tray, and walked away without another word.

He didn’t care about the murmurs behind him or about the whispers spreading across the room like ripples on a pond.

He’d made a choice.

"If I can’t return Jack’s life... I can at least leave behind something good. Even if he’s gone, maybe Mina will remember him with something better than pity."

And with that, he vanished into the crowd.

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When school ended, Clyde stood by the front gate and waiting for Mina.

He leaned casually against the wall with hands in his pockets, his senses quietly alert.

He could feel the spear hidden in his jacket and the weight of coming events like a slow-building storm.

Then he saw her.

Mina stepped out from the main building, her bag over her shoulder, scanning the courtyard.

But before she could reach him, five boys approached her from the side.

They blocked her path.

Clyde’s eyes narrowed.

Mina hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. One of the boys stepped forward while smiling too wide. He said something Clyde couldn’t hear, but the tone was clear, mocking and possessive.

She tried to step past them. One of them grabbed her arm lightly. Not rough, but enough to stop her.

She looked around hoping someone would intervene.

No one dared to move.

Clyde recognized the leader immediately. The dyed-blond hair, expensive watch and cocky grin. His name surfaced from Jack’s memories, Revan.

The heir to a powerful local family. He was arrogant and almost untouchable. The kind of boy who treated the school like his personal stage and everyone else like props.

He liked Mina.

And he didn’t like being ignored.

Clyde sighed, then pushed off the wall and began walking.

He didn’t run. Just walked with calm and straight attitude, as if nothing could stop him.

Revan noticed and squinted.

"What’s this?" Revan sneered. "You got a problem, Jack?"

Clyde stopped a few feet away. His gaze locked onto the boy like a predator eyeing prey.

"You and your friends here are in Mina’s way," he said flatly.

Revan scoffed. His lackeys laughed.

"In Mina’s way?" Revan said, stepping forward, his grin widening. "You think just ’cause you slapped those losers and talking a little tough, you have become someone tough as well now?"

He leaned in closer, voice dripping with mockery. "You were nothing before, Jack. You still are. So why don’t you turn around and go back to eating your lunch alone, huh?"

Clyde didn’t flinchor even blink.

Instead, he said calmly, "Last warning, pretty boy."

That made Revan pause. Just a second. novelbuddy-cσ๓

And in that second, Clyde took a step forward.

No more words.

Just surgical precision of someone who used to war.

His fist connected with Revan’s face in a single clean strike with about a third of his real strength. Still, it was more than enough.

CRACK.

Revan flew backward like a ragdoll, crashing into the pavement with a sickening thud.

His nose was broken, twisted and gushing blood. His hands clutched his face as he screamed, rolling on the ground in agony.

The other boys react.

One of them lunged forward with a shout but Clyde was already moving. His fist struck the boy’s gut , lifting him off the ground before he collapsed unconscious.

The second charged. Clyde sidestepped, grabbed his collar, and slammed his face into a nearby bench. Out cold.

The last two hesitated but then rushed in together.

A mistake.

Clyde ducked low, swept the legs of one while elbowing the other in the chest so hard his breath exploded out in a wheeze. Both of them collapsed.

It was over in under five seconds.

The courtyard was silent. Only Revan’s moaning broke the air, his lackeys sprawled around him in crumpled heaps.

Clyde turned without a word and looked at Mina.

She stood frozen, eyes wide with disbelief.

"Let’s go," he said.

Mina hesitated for a heartbeat... then nodded silently and stepped to his side.

Together, they walked out of the school grounds, leaving behind the stunned crowd and the broken pride of Revan’s gang.

Ten minutes later, the bus rumbled quietly down the road. The city passed by in a blur of colors and glass as Clyde and Mina sat side by side.

Mina still hadn’t said much.

She sat stiffly, fingers gripping her bag tightly on her lap. Every now and then, she’d glance at Clyde with uncertain gaze or maybe even afraid.

Clyde leaned back in his seat, one arm draped loosely over the edge of the window.

Finally, she spoke.

"You shouldn’t have done that," she said softly. "You know who he is, right? Revan... his family’s rich, powerful. He’s going to make trouble for you."

Clyde glanced at her, then looked out the window again. "I know."

"Then why—"

"Because I don’t care," he cut in. His voice was calm. "The world’s gonna end soon anyway."

Mina blinked. "What?"

Clyde didn’t answer right away. A faint smile tugged at the edge of his lips.

"If it happens, you’ll understand," he said finally, still staring out the window. "Until then... just pretend I’m weird or something."

Mina didn’t respond. She only looked at him, her brows furrowed, eyes full of questions.

But Clyde didn’t say more.

He knew too well how fragile this peace was. And how close the world was to crumbling beneath their feet.

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