Academy SP 〜An Ex-Mercenary Reincarnated as a Mob in a Gal Game. I Ditched My Bodyguard Job to Enjoy High School Life, but When the Ultra-Rich Heroines Were About to Get Killed, I Stepped In… and Somehow Built a Harem Powerful Enough to Control Japan〜 - Chapter 109, 110 & 111

Chapter 109

“—The one worthy of protecting Suiran…?”

Morimiya repeated my words.

It was a line he once said in the original story.
Well, for him, it was probably a memory that didn’t even exist.

“Hah.”

He let out a small scoff.

“You’re… Yuuji Takahashi-kun, right? Sorry about that. I have duties as Suiran-sama’s guard, so there are days I don’t even come to school. Makes it hard to remember my classmates’ names.”

Even though there had been quite a few incidents involving Sara, Ririko, Ayaka, and the other conglomerate daughters among us Academy SP—

He didn’t seem all that interested.

“And, Yuuji Takahashi-kun. Come to think of it, the Academy SP rules say something like ‘do not get involved with other conglomerate heiresses,’ right? Are you planning to break that?”

He had a point.

The unwritten rule Yamashita proposed—who wasn’t even around anymore—

I had basically been breaking it nonstop.

“To be honest, whatever happens with the other conglomerate heiresses isn’t really our concern… but could you leave Suiran-sama alone?”

At that moment, his gentle expression sharpened.

“This person is different from the other ladies. She’s involved in politics. In other words, her very life carries immense influence over both political and economic circles—she represents national interest itself. As the son of the ‘Morimiya Guard,’ protecting Suiran-sama’s life is my highest duty.”

He fixed me with a cold gaze.

“It’s a problem. That kind of mindset—trying to get close to her with impure intentions.”

Ah… I see.

So this guy thought I was into Suiran.

Well, she was my favorite heroine, so he wasn’t entirely wrong.

But the other half—

“Anyway, we’ve got the next schedule coming up. So hurry up and leave—”

“Shut up.”

The moment those words left my mouth, the air turned tense.

I didn’t even realize I could speak in such a low voice.

(It’s pissing me off…)

The reason I was this irritated… was probably because I just couldn’t trust Morimiya.

In the original story, this guy was supposed to be really strong.

And yet, despite that, he took over the guard duty from the protagonist—

…and still failed to protect Suiran Kousaki, letting her get killed so easily.

(You can’t even do it, so don’t run your mouth…)

Even I thought this feeling was strange.

But the truth was, if I let Morimiya handle it like this—

Suiran would definitely die.

I told myself it was just because I was being cornered.

“Morimiya. Just so you know—you don’t get a say in this. Not you… and not the whole ‘Kousaki Conglomerate faction.’ So just step aside and leave Suiran’s protection to me.”

At my words, the Academy SP members from the ‘Kousaki faction’ glared at me—

But I pushed back with even stronger pressure.

“………………!”

Faced with my overwhelming presence, they froze on the spot.

Alright then…

If I’m going to pick a fight, now’s the time.

“How about this? To settle things once and for all, why don’t we spar? We’re both Academy SP—let’s properly test our strength.”

That line was something Morimiya had said in the original story too—

But of course, for him, it wasn’t exactly an easy offer to accept.

“That’s ridiculous… Do you even understand what you’re—”

Just as Morimiya was about to argue—

“Wow~♡” 

A cheerful voice cut in.

When I looked, Suiran was standing there, smiling brightly.

“Two men clashing over me… doesn’t that sound kind of romantic?~♡” 

She pressed her hands to her cheeks, putting on an almost exaggerated, girlish expression.

“Alright. Morimiya-kun, accept this match.”

“!? But, Suiran-sama—”

“—Accept it.”

Morimiya’s expression froze for a moment.

Suiran was smiling, but there was an unmistakable pressure behind her words.

Enough to make him hesitate.

(Well… Suiran could be pretty scary like that. She looked carefree, but she had that queen-like side that used power without hesitation…)

In the original story, Suiran was one of the harder heroines to deal with.

She was the type who did things her own way, and if you picked the wrong choices, her affection would drop fast.

On top of that, she’d suddenly get called away for work and cancel plans without warning—

A pretty unpredictable character overall.

(But that, combined with her looks, was part of her charm. Honestly, she felt very human… a really great heroine.)

Suiran pressed him with those large, powerful eyes.

Unable to withstand that pressure—

Morimiya gave in and accepted my proposal.

“This place will cause trouble. Let’s move somewhere with fewer people.”

“Yeah.”

And just like that, we headed outside the venue.

On the way—we ran into the three conglomerate daughters glaring hard at me.

…Oh crap.

“Yuuuuji…!”

“What is going on…?”

“Explain yourself!”

“Grin grin”

Of course, Wakita was behind them, enjoying this way too much.

“I didn’t expect you to go for such a straightforward move! Man, the ‘Japan-ruling harem’ is almost complete now!”

“…It’s not like that.”

I shrugged.

“Sorry, but this is an emergency.”

Hearing that, they all blinked in confusion.

Well, at least they seemed to understand—

I wasn’t getting close to Suiran for some shallow reason like cheating or flirting.

“…Is something going to happen to her?”

Wakita narrowed his eyes, like he had figured something out.

“Now that I think about it—you’ve always been the first to sense when the conglomerate daughters were in danger. Like with Sara-san… you suddenly predicted she’d get attacked by the river.”

Ah…

Right. Back then I was just acting on instinct, but from the outside…

I probably looked like some kind of prophet.

“Well, with Ririko-san and Ayaka-san, it felt more like you were improvising on the spot, though…”

Because things had gone differently from the original story and I’d been scrambling the whole time, it seemed like no one had figured out that I was transmigrated…

“…So your instincts are kicking in again this time?”

Wakita looked at me, and there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

I just shrugged and smiled.

“Yeah, something like that.”

After that, we moved to the back side of the venue, where there weren’t many people around.

Morimiya and I stood facing each other in the center—while the other conglomerate daughters, along with Isoyama and the rest of the Academy SP, gathered around us after hearing the commotion.

This had completely gone off the rails from a normal school event…

But well, nothing we could do now.

As everyone watched in tense silence—

Morimiya clicked his tongue and glanced at his watch, clearly irritated.

“I planned my schedule with plenty of time to spare… and yet this kind of trouble shows up.”

Then he shot me a sharp glare.

“Three minutes. I’ll finish this within three minutes.”

With that, Morimiya took his stance.

His left fist extended far forward, his right fist resting near his jaw—

A unique style that didn’t quite look like boxing or karate.

(Yeah… exactly like in the original.)

“Here I go—”

That was the signal.

(Alright then… let’s see what he’s really capable of.)

Unlike the other characters, Morimiya didn’t have a fixed level.

His strength changed depending on the protagonist’s level—a pretty unusual mechanic.

In other words, if the protagonist was level 10, he’d be 10. If it was 100, he’d be 100—

You were basically forced to fight him on equal footing.

Because of that, the player would have a much harder time.

And once you entered this route, the difficulty of avoiding Suiran’s death flag shot up like crazy.

(So… just how strong is Morimiya right now—?)

The moment I thought that—

Thud!

A sharp sound of the ground being struck echoed out—

And in the next instant, Morimiya’s right fist came flying at my face.

It moved with a speed and reach that didn’t quite fit either a straight punch or a proper thrust—

Thud…

And just like that, his fist touched my face—.

Chapter 110

“““Eh!?”””

The ones who shouted were the three conglomerate daughters.

“Yuuji actually…”

“Getting hit head-on like that…”

“I’ve never seen it before…”

They looked shocked—seeing my face snap back from Morimiya’s punch.

“Hmph! Well? Get it now?”

Morimiya waved his hand smugly.

“My punch has more reach than you expected, right?”

I scratched my nose and answered him.

“Yeah… honestly, that surprised me.”

“Not surprising at all. This is the martial art passed down through the Morimiya family—‘Morimiya Style.’”

Of course, I already knew that.

The founder of the “Morimiya Style” was Shin Morimiya’s great-grandfather—the Shin Morimiya standing before me now 

Originally, the Morimiya family were just wealthy farmers.

But after the Russo-Japanese War, the founder realized, “This is an era where strength will matter.”

From there, he studied all kinds of fighting techniques—jujutsu, karate, even boxing from the West, which was rare at the time—and eventually created his own martial art: the “Morimiya Style.”

Funny how much I still remembered.

Especially when it came to the “Suiran Kousaki route” and all the characters involved in it.

“A punch that flies out without the enemy even noticing—yet still has the distance control of a master, along with the power and speed of an athlete! Everyone working under the ‘Morimiya Guard’ is required to master the ‘Morimiya Style’… but no one has come as close to my great-grandfather’s level as I have!”

Morimiya spoke with complete confidence.

Apparently, his great-grandfather was known as the “Hermit of the Fighting World,” and held massive influence in Japan in this world.

Well… that big talk wasn’t entirely wrong.

I could tell at a glance.

Shin Morimiya was—strong.

Stronger than anyone I’d faced so far.

More than Hirota… more than Urabe… by far.

“Now then—let’s finish this quickly!”

Right after that, Morimiya launched into a flurry of attacks without holding back.

Still… this was troublesome.

In martial arts, it’s standard to read your opponent’s moves from small initial motions—like slight shifts in the shoulders or elbows—to predict punches and kicks, then dodge or block them.

But the “Morimiya Style” had none of that.

There was no startup at all.

It was like the movements of a true master.

And despite that, the speed and power behind each attack were more than enough—

And every strike aimed straight for vital points.

One clean hit to the jaw, and it’d be a knockout.

“Teiyaa!!”

From a series of upper-body attacks targeting my jaw and temple—

He suddenly drove in a front kick aimed straight at my torso.

“Damn…”

I reacted a bit late, but I still managed to guard my stomach.

Still… that kick—he pointed his toes straight like a kendo thrust.

If that landed clean, I’d be rolling on the ground in pain.

“Not bad. You’ve got some skill. But… what about this!?”

Then Morimiya grabbed my wrist while I was guarding.

The moment he did, I felt the strength drain from my arm.

(Aikido…!)

Gripping my wrist, he spun smoothly like a matador—trying to throw me off balance.

“You—!”

If I resisted the wrong way, my arm would snap instead.

So instead, I kicked off the ground and added my own momentum.

“Mm!?”

Caught off guard by that move, Morimiya’s balance broke.

Thanks to that, the damage I’d take would be a bit less.

But—

I still couldn’t resist his throw, and my body slammed into the ground.

Thud.

“…Oww.”

Of course, I got back up immediately.

But the conglomerate daughters and Isoyama stood there in stunned silence—like they’d just witnessed something unbelievable.

“Takahashi… actually getting taken down, even for a second…?”

Isoyama looked especially shaken.

Meanwhile, the Academy SP on Morimiya’s side were getting hyped.

“As expected of Morimiya-san!”

“The strongest man in Academy SP!”

“If not him, then who else could protect Suiran-san!?”

To everyone watching, this fight probably looked completely one-sided in Morimiya’s favor.

And… they weren’t entirely wrong.

“…So Morimiya-kun really is stronger, huh?”

The one who said that was Suiran.

With her large eyes, she calmly watched the match, shifting her gaze between me and Morimiya.

Everyone was expecting me to lose.

But… it seemed there was one guy who thought otherwise.

“Fufufu.”

Wakita chuckled behind me.

Probably to calm the surprised girls, he said—

“It’s fine. Yuuji won’t lose. Not a chance.”

“Eh?” they asked back.

I couldn’t help but smile a little.

(As sharp as ever…)

I took my stance again.

Honestly, I was surprised.

That movement just now—

It was exactly like in the original.

The same level as when the protagonist was at level 100.

How this world actually worked… only God would know—

But at the very least, the Morimiya standing in front of me was definitely top-tier.

Still… in the end, he’s human.

A genius, sure—but one with far less experience than me.

At first, I struggled against his unfamiliar fighting style—

But now, I’d seen enough.

“Come on, hurry up. You’ve only got about a minute left to take me down, you know?”

I waved him in casually.

Morimiya’s face clearly twisted in irritation.

“A cheap provocation—but I’ll take it!”

And just like that, he moved in again—trying to close the distance in an instant with those no-startup movements.

But this time, I saw right through it.

I reached out and grabbed his head.

“W-What!?”

That alone stopped him cold.

“Heh. Looks like the ‘Morimiya Style’ isn’t so unbeatable after all.”

“!?”

“The core of your style is how you use your body. Your footwork and movement are on a level normal people can’t even imagine. —Which means, all I have to do is control your body itself. Especially like this… grabbing your head makes it even more effective.”

“T-That’s… impossible…”

Yeah, he didn’t expect this.

That my grip strength was also far beyond normal.

“Kuh…! You…!”

“When you step in, you lean your head way forward. That’s how you hide where your punches and kicks are coming from. But once I figure that out… it’s my game.”

I pulled him in—

And drove my knee straight toward his face.

Whoosh!!

“!?”

But I stopped just before it hit.

Morimiya’s body froze completely.

“W-W-Wait…!”

Yeah… this guy was definitely more than just decent.

He understood it instantly.

If I hadn’t stopped that knee—

His face would’ve been completely wrecked.

Because he actually understood martial arts, he could picture exactly how badly it would’ve ended for him.

After that, Morimiya’s strength gave out, and he dropped to the ground.

The match was over.

I pulled out my phone and checked the time.

“—Alright. Exactly three minutes.”

Chapter 111

“W-Wait!”

Even while sitting on the ground, Morimiya glared up at me.

“D-Don’t mess with me! This isn’t over yet!”

Then, even with his legs shaking, he forced himself back to his feet.

“Come on! I haven’t taken a single hit yet!”

…That part was true.

And deep down, Morimiya himself probably understood it better than anyone—just how big the gap between us really was.

If he went all out, he might manage to land a hit on me.

But if it came to that kind of fight…

I’d have to stop holding back too.

(In the original, if the protagonist beat Morimiya, he’d end up hospitalized…)

But that was something that only worked in a “game world.”

If we seriously fought here—behind a venue filled with important people’s sons and daughters from all over the world—and someone ended up in the hospital…

That would be a massive problem.

So I wanted to settle this peacefully, if possible…

(…No choice. I’ll have to make him feel some pain—just enough.)

Honestly, things could turn bloody from here.

But right now, I had to stay close to Suiran and fulfill my role of protecting her.

…Just like in the original—

That was what I was thinking when—

“Morimiya-kun… you’ve already lost.”

Like a voice from above—

Suiran made her judgment.

“W-What…!? S-Suiran-sama! I haven’t lost yet!”

Of course, even if it was Suiran, Morimiya couldn’t just accept that quietly.

But she simply shook her head.

“I’m not an expert in martial arts, but that knee Yuuji Takahashi-kun threw just now… If he hadn’t stopped it, your face would’ve been… pretty bad, don’t you think?”

“T-That may be true, but…!”

“Hm… you still don’t get it?”

Suiran smiled lightly, covering her mouth—then looked down at him with eyes that felt ice-cold.

“Yuuji Takahashi-kun held back on purpose. Because if this turned into a real fight, it would cause trouble for everyone around us. In other words, even while he was holding back, you still lost. The difference in strength is obvious—there’s no point continuing. Understand?”

“…Ugh…”

“Morimiya-kun. I don’t really like people who can’t see the bigger picture.”

“My… my apologies!”

Morimiya bowed his head deeply.

(…Yeah. Seeing it up close, she really is terrifying… Suiran Kousaki…)

Even in the original, there were plenty of moments like this—

Where she overwhelmed people with sheer presence and made them submit.

Well… there were a lot of players who loved that queen-like side of her too.

“Mm-hm, good. As long as you get it~♡” 

Suiran quickly lost interest in Morimiya, then turned and smiled at me.

With a light, almost skipping step, she walked over. 

…And along with that, her rather impressive chest swayed too, making it really hard to know where to look… 

“Hey there~! Here’s your reward ♡”

“O-Oh…”

She gave me a playful wink, and I couldn’t help but get a little flustered. 

“Just like I thought—you’re strong, Yuuji Takahashi-kun. I like strong guys, you know~ 

“T-Thanks…”

She clasped her hands behind her back, tilted her head, and looked up at me—then lowered her voice slightly. 

“As a reward… how about I grant you one wish? Anything you want~?” 

“!?”

Ah—seriously, me…

Why did I sneak a glance at her chest at a time like this!?

My eyes just got pulled in on their own… 

Is this that famous phenomenon from romcoms—no, not just instinct, but practically a natural law—

The so-called Law of Universal Breast Attraction…? 

“Ahh~! So you’re into that kind of thing too, huh~?” 

“Wha—!?”

And she totally caught me looking…

I’m really getting teased by a girl this young… 

“S-Sorry…”

“It’s fine~ Don’t worry about it. Boys will be boys, right?♡” 

Ugh…!

What is this—she’s like the perfect woman who brings every guy’s fantasy to life, Suiran Kousaki!

She’s seriously like a heroine straight out of a story—

Well… she is that kind of heroine.

“W-Well… anyway. So it’s fine if I take over the guard duty, right?”

“Yep, of course!”

“O-Okay then. I’ll be counting on you too.”

I scratched my head and forced a smile.

I meant it as simple politeness—

But from the outside, it probably just looked like some creepy extra grinning at a beautiful girl…

Then I suddenly felt killing intent and turned around—

“““…………”””

…Ahh.

The other heroines were literally burning with murderous aura behind me…

“Worst.”

“The absolute worst.”

“This is beyond worst, Takahashi!”

…Crap. I definitely needed to explain this.

“N-No, wait—! It’s just that I have to do this guard duty—”

But those words only made things worse.

“Huh? That again? How many girls have you used that excuse on already!?”

“…Honestly, Yuuji-kun, you’ve got no sense of restraint. Keep playing around like this and I’ll have to take this seriously, you know?”

“Takahashi—if you’re seriously thinking about pushing some kind of polygamy nonsense and destroying Japan’s traditional values—I will not allow it!”

…Why is it only Ayaka who sounds like she’s about to censor me entirely…?

“Oh my~? I’ve never seen the three adorable heiress girls everyone admires this angry before~” 

Suiran blinked in surprise as she looked at them. 

“…Wait. Don’t tell me—oh? Is that how it is?”

Then she looked back and forth between me and the girls, eyes widening.

Looks like she figured it out instantly. 

“No way! Wow—Yuuji Takahashi-kun, that’s amazing! You’re super popular, huh!?” 

“N-No, it’s not like that…” 

“Hm? So you’re not dating any of them?” 

“O-Of course not.”

“Then… who’s your main girl?” 

That innocent question froze the entire place.

No one said a word, and Suiran lightly clapped her hands.

“Ah, I see. So even though all three of them are making moves on you, you still haven’t decided… so they’re all stuck waiting, huh?”

“““!!!!!!”””

…That hit way too close. 

“Oh dear, what a bad boy you are, Yuuji Takahashi-kun~♡ And now you’re even trying to hit on me too~♡” 

“Uh… shouldn’t we get going already? You said you’ve got something scheduled next, right…?” 

Yeah, I really needed to get out of here fast…

“Alright, alright~ let’s go then ” ♡

Then Suiran—linked her arm with mine.

And in that moment, her chest pressed softly against me—!! 

“““!!??”””

Suiran glanced at their reactions and let out a soft laugh.

“Ahaha! This is fun! Everyone’s completely frozen, Yuuji Takahashi-kun!”

“H-Hey! Please don’t provoke them any more than this! I’m begging you!”

“Mm-hmm. Having a popular guy all to myself like this… feels kinda nice too ♡” 

This is bad… this is how wars start!

“…You’ve got quite the personality, Kousaki-san.”

“She even beats me in grades… and now she’s going after Takahashi too!?”

“—And even when I pressed my chest against him, he didn’t react…” 

…Why does it feel like Sara’s taking a different kind of damage here…?

No, seriously—this is bad!

At this rate, Hagoromo, Aketo, and Kirishima might form a three-way alliance and march straight into Kousaki territory!

—Wakita!

I shot him a look, signaling for help.

—Got it!

Wakita winked, then stepped in front of the girls like a human barricade.

“Alright, ladies! Don’t worry—me and Isoyama will keep handling your guard duties like usual!”

Good… Wakita, keep them busy!

“L-Let’s just go already, Suiran…”

“Oh? Calling me by my first name already? That’s pretty bold~”

…Crap. I slipped into original-game mode again…

“Yeah, sure. Let’s go then—Yuu-kun!”

“…Huh?”

“It’s a nickname, a nickname♡” 

Come to think of it, she had that trait—calling guys she liked by nicknames.

For Shirou Amagaya, it was “Shii-kun.”

So… does that mean she likes me too?

“Well, but you know…”

Suiran crossed her arms and started thinking.

The way she did it somehow drew attention, but it looked like she was more focused on something important.

“My grandpa… whether he’ll approve of you, Yuu-kun—that’s the real question.”

“Huh? Your grandpa?”

“Chouichirou Kousaki. The Secretary-General of the Seiyuukai. —He actually liked Shin Morimiya-kun, you know, since he’s from the ‘Morimiya Guard.’ So… he might get a little upset.”

…I see.

In the original, it was Morimiya who tried to take Suiran away when things got serious between her and Shirou.

But what I’m doing right now is the complete opposite.

Which means… there are probably going to be a lot of hurdles ahead.

…This might get complicated.

“Well, it’ll be fine! I’m the one who chose you, after all. Just make sure you say it properly, okay? ‘Please let me have your granddaughter!’ like that~♡” 

“Oi…”