A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~ - Chapter 45: Overwhelming

Chapter 45: Overwhelming

“Tsk, don’t get in the way. Shitty weakling.”

Yokoi glared at me fiercely. He adjusted his belt, which was about to fall off, and loosened the tie of his uniform. He then approached me and grabbed my collar.

“Don’t say anything about what you saw here.”

If I spread what I had just seen just now at school, Yokoi’s reputation would surely drop. He tried to assault a resisting girl. If he wasn’t careful, it would be a criminal case. No matter how much power or money he had, he couldn’t defy the law.

“I’ll consider it if you let go of her.”

“Huh?!?”

The strength of his hand grabbing my collar increased even more.

But for some reason, I wasn’t afraid at all. Maybe it was because I was taller than him. No, it wasn’t just that. I didn’t feel anything in front of this punk. It was like looking at an ant walking around at my feet. No matter how much a single small ant struggled, I didn’t feel anything.

I didn’t feel fear or anxiety. What was the point of being in the first-string of the class or being a sun-type? I was probably in awe of them before, but now I was completely calm.

“Nanase! Why are you—!

She was sitting on the ground, looking surprised to see me. It was the second time I had seen her with tearful eyes today. From her point of view, she was probably confused by my sudden appearance. But for now, I wanted her to be quietly rescued.

“Sorry, but I had to get involved. As expected, the situation was not going good, so I just came to help.”

“Why… Why? It’s none of your business! No matter what happens to me…”

“Shut up! Of course, it’s not none of my business! It’s impossible not to get involved when the manager of the club I’m in is in such a situation!”

I couldn’t just abandon her. I’d have nightmares and difficulty waking up if I did. I wanted to live my life in a way that made me feel good. The manager of the club I had been helped by so far. I couldn’t let her become unhappy on her own. I didn’t like gals, but I didn’t hate Tamada.

“Nanase…”

To be honest, I had a lot of questions. It seemed that she did had some circumstances. Whether I would get involved in those circumstances was another issue, but now helping her was a top priority.

“You fucking mob! Don’t get cocky!”

Yokoi raised his fist and threw a big punch at my face. That awkward punch seemed to be stopped in front of me.

I can somehow sense how to avoid it—my opponent’s center of gravity, their openings, and weaknesses. It’s intuitive, but I know instinctively what I should do.

Left foot step.

With a slight twist of my body, a punch is thrown towards my face, coming in with a bit of a hook. The fist is tightly clenched.

In terms of trajectory, it would hit my left cheek.

The center of gravity was 90% on the front foot and 10% on the back foot. It was quite front-heavy.

It was a hand-hit punch with no hip movement. It didn’t seem to have much power.

“Slow.”

“Huh?”

It seemed slow to me. Everything was in slow motion. I could see Yokoi’s movements very well.

I squatted down and avoided Yokoi’s punch. Yokoi, who probably didn’t expect me to dodge, completely moved his center of gravity forward. His back foot floated, and his body fell forward.

I then swept his front foot. Yokoi, whose center of gravity had gone too far forward, lost his balance and fell.

“Huh?!”

Yokoi’s body was slammed hard on the ground. His face hit the ground head-on.

“Ugh!”

Yokoi groaned, holding his face. Blood was flowing from his nose. He looked at me with swollen, red eyes and tearful eyes.

“Nanaseee!”

“Get up quickly. Weakling.”

It seems this guy is weaker than he acts when he tries to pick a fight. He often boasts about being strong in fights, but that seems to be a lie. No matter how many times I try, I’ll win against him. It feels a bit like I’m picking on someone weak, and it’s starting to make me feel uneasy.

“Don’t fucking joke with me!”

“Okay, okay.”

I quickly kicked Yokoi’s face as he tried to stand up to hit me. Yokoi couldn’t stand up, and he put his hand on the ground again. I added another kick to Yokoi, who was trying to stand up again. This time, I made it lighter. He was a little pitiful.

“Guwah!”

That was enough. Yokoi would probably reflect a little. I left Yokoi, who was kneeling on the ground and writhing in pain, and went to Tamada’s side.

“You were that strong huh, Nanase? It’s kind of unexpected..”

I helped her stand up, and she was lying on the ground. Tamada shook the sand off her short skirt. Looking at her eyes, which still had traces of crying, I could tell how scared she had been. I was really glad I could help her.

“He was just weak.”

“He said he was a black belt in karate, though?”

“That’s a lie. He looked like a complete amateur.”

“You can even tell that?”

No matter what, I couldn’t let Yokoi’s attempt go unnoticed. I had to be a little rough, but Yokoi would probably reflect a little.

“Let’s move outside of here r now. Then… can you tell me your circumstances?”

She surely had a secret. A big secret that I didn’t know.

It was something I should know to help her. I took her hand.

“Don’t keep it to yourself. Idiot.”

“I’m not an idiot, and you’re the one who’s sticking your nose in weirdly and being a fool.”

I left the back of the school building with Tamada, who was talking back to me like that.