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 51: The Decimation

Chapter 51: The Decimation

Why? Why did this happen!?

Yokoi Rikuto, his face turning pale, ran out of the school, his body drenched in sweat. He couldn’t shake off the eerie chill that had been plaguing him, as if a grim reaper had its hands around his neck. A terror beyond words shook his body.

He had goaded his senior acquaintances to teach that pathetic male student, Nanase Hiro, a lesson. A half-gang group known for their physical strength, they would make short work of Hiro, he thought.

But the outcome was the exact opposite. When the three seniors returned to the classroom, they were bruised and battered, their faces streaked with tears and snot, while Hiro was completely unharmed.

“What the hell is this?”

At that moment, Yokoi Rikuto realized for the first time that this was a person he should never have crossed. There was an unfathomable darkness within him. His advantage was suddenly gone, and he found himself submitting to the man before him.

His instincts told him he couldn’t win against this man, and he felt his legs go weak, unable to utter a word.

Then came the final blow.

“Your father’s organization will be destroyed today. You and your family, too. It’s all over for you.”

The yakuza group, involved in loan sharking and running an illegal brothel, was about to be decimated. And so was the group’s leader, Yokoi’s father, and Yokoi himself.

—

“Hey! What are you doing? Stop! Stop it!”

The soundless gunshot pierced the flesh, and the sound of blood spraying filled the room. The ordinary six-mat living room instantly transformed into a gruesome crime scene.

The burly foreigner with sunglasses wiped her gun with a handkerchief, as if it were a mundane task. She glanced at the man’s body lying on the floor and then contacted someone on her smartphone.

“Mission Completed.”

“That’s good to hear. The next target is one of Hiro-sama’s classmates. But you don’t need to show any mercy. Make it certain, though.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

A few seconds later, whether it was good luck or bad luck, the front door opened. Running down the hallway, panting, was the target himself.

“F-father…?”

There was no high school student who wouldn’t be shaken by the sight of their father’s death. The boy sat down on the spot and vomited everything in his stomach onto the ground. Liquid and solid waste splattered onto the floor, but the two foreigners wearing black sunglasses showed no reaction, probably not very interested.

“…”

“Hih!?”

How many Japanese living in modern Japan had ever seen the real thing? The black, gleaming object was several times larger than the ones carried by the police. It was more like a handgun than a pistol, and it was now pointed at the boy sitting on the floor.

The foreigner holding the handgun moved with no hesitation, showing no mercy. There was probably no expression under the sunglasses, either. She aimed straight for the boy’s head without a second thought.

“Stop! Please, stop! What have I done?”

Yokoi Rikuto, pathetically begging for his life, was already seeing his life flash before his eyes, like a repentant confession.

He thought about what he had done, what he had caused.

And he realized the foolishness of his actions. Facing death, there was no escape. Normally, he wouldn’t have been able to make any excuses. But Yokoi Rikuto, the boy, could only open his mouth and flap his lips, unable to utter another word to beg for his life.

He wept, and urine trickled down his legs. Were those tears of fear or regret? Either way, he had to accept his fate.

—-Come on, suck it! You bitch!

—-You’re my slave for life!

—-There’s no escape! You’re just a hole for me!

His actions now came back to him in vivid detail. He had taken advantage of a girl’s vulnerability, trampling on her dignity, insulting her, and treating her like an object.

“This is my punishment…”

As he watched his father’s lifeless body, he felt death approaching. He had no choice but to accept his demise quietly.

“If I hadn’t gotten involved with that guy…”

It all started with one man, an ordinary male student. Behind this man was such a deep, dark secret. He had unwittingly crossed paths with this man, and everything had been destroyed. Everything was over. Hiro would surely eliminate everyone involved from society.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

He cursed his own foolishness and his anger towards Hiro exploded.

“If only that guy wasn’t around. Everything would have gone according to plan. It would have all been as I wanted. Why? Why me? Why am I going through this? This is ridiculous. What is that guy? Who is he? This is crazy! Crazy!!!”

“Uwaaaahhhh!”

The soundless gunshot pierced the flesh, and the sound of blood spraying filled the room. The ordinary six-mat living room instantly transformed into a gruesome crime scene.