Attack on Titan: The Strongest Newcomer

The system prompt revealed a crucial detail: Mikasa only needed 5 more favorability points to lift her hostility toward Ryo!

That settled it—this task was a must. Without those points, the friction between Mikasa and Ryo would only worsen.

Ryo quickly glanced at the favorability chart within the system. Most people's scores had dropped by 10 to 15 points after the incident, but Mikasa's plummeted by a whopping 35 points! It was shocking—was she *that* sensitive about it?

"Hey, are you accepting the challenge or not? If you keep stalling, we'll just start!" Ymir's loud voice jolted him out of his thoughts.

"Ah? Oh! I accept!" Ryo replied, regaining his composure.

Sure, they were ganging up on him, but so what? Did they think sheer numbers would be enough to overpower him? Naive.

A confident grin spread across Ryo's face as he rolled his shoulders. The rewards for completing this task—20 experience points and an increase in Mikasa's favorability—were just too good to pass up. They far outweighed the potential embarrassment of losing. Besides, he wasn't planning on losing.

"Oh? You're brave. Alright, sisters, are you ready?" Ymir's smugness was palpable.

"Ready!" the girls responded in unison, some cracking their knuckles while others smirked.

"Let's teach this guy a lesson he won't forget!" Ymir charged in first, her fist hurtling toward Ryo with surprising force.

Ryo stepped to the side effortlessly, her punch missing by inches.

"Well, not bad strength," he remarked, his tone light and teasing. "But that speed? You're gonna have to do better."

Ymir growled and dropped into a sweeping kick aimed at Ryo's legs, a standard move from their combat training. But Ryo had seen this coming a mile away. He hopped lightly, clearing her leg, and landed gracefully.

"Still too slow, Ymir-san," he said with an exaggerated yawn, mocking her attempt.

"Don't get cocky," Ymir snapped. "Annie, Mikasa, your turn!"

Annie and Mikasa shot forward with blistering speed. They were in perfect sync, closing the gap faster than Ryo could react on the ground—or so they thought.

Ryo's eyes narrowed as he felt a rush of adrenaline. He was airborne from dodging Ymir's kick, and without the ground for support, most people would be helpless. But Ryo wasn't most people.

In a surprising display of agility, he kicked off the air itself, ascending even higher.

"What the...?" Ymir gasped.

Her shock was mirrored by the others as Ryo leaped out of Mikasa and Annie's reach, landing gracefully atop a training rack. From his elevated position, he launched a counterattack, taking down several girls with swift, calculated moves.

It all happened so fast—barely two seconds had passed since Ymir's initial attack. Several of the girls now lay sprawled on the ground, defeated before they even realized what was happening.

But Mikasa was quick to recover. With a determined glare, she adjusted her stance and rushed at Ryo again, her movements sharp and precise.

Ryo smirked. *Mikasa's no joke, huh?* he thought.

But this was his chance. If he could take her down before Annie regrouped, the fight would tip in his favor. With that, he braced himself, ready for a high-speed clash with Mikasa.