Please Don’t Let the Woman in Front of Me Cry - My Yandere Subordinate and the Three Idiotic Magical Girls Should Stay Out of My Way - Chapter 37/38

Returning to the hideout, Aiz witnessed an inexplicable scene.

Why had Boss and the members of the evil organization ended up in such a situation?

To understand the answer, it was necessary to know their actions since the start of the evacuation drill.

As the bell signaling the start of the evacuation drill rang, Boss laid hands on the rooftop door.

The men in black below were swept aside, desperately trying to fight back.

This year’s evacuation drill marked the tenth or so occurrence. With each iteration, the consciousness of the men in black had been elevated.

Above all, the men in black needed not to be taken down by Boss’s attacks.

Though not as formidable as Boss, the men in black were professionals in combat.

And they had sufficient combat data from their previous encounters with Boss.

Boss’s attack patterns and power were already accounted for for the men in black.

Behind them stood a subordinate, the only one whose combat abilities could match Boss’s.

The men in black were waiting for Boss to tire, employing hit-and-run tactics.

Dressed in thick armor, they moved like the night sea, ebbing and flowing.

Dodging their attacks, Boss unleashed a sharp roundhouse kick.

“Whoa! Boss’s roundhouse kick!!”

A wave of dismay among the men in black.

Unfortunately, one of the men in black who received the kick was thrown out through a window.

“Hey, how heavy do you think this suit is…”

“Ah, too strong as expected…”

The morale of the men in black was dropping.

Seizing the moment, Boss charged at the men in black with a fierce dash.

At that moment, a black lightning bolt shot out from the crowd of men in black.

Boss, unable to react quickly enough, was forced to choose defense.

In front of him stood a subordinate, glaring sharply.

Boss was blown away by an explosive impact. The subordinate was more serious than ever.

Thinking how strong the completely in-control subordinate was, Boss staggered to his feet.

The men in black behind the subordinate cheered.

The subordinate remained motionless, not even letting a breath be felt.

Boss smiled slightly.

Indeed, this is how evacuation drills should be.

The gazes of the two met.

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The despair given by Boss’s roundhouse kick left the men in black suits demoralized.

Just when it seemed like Boss would triumph easily, a single strike from Subordinate sent Boss flying.

The men in black suits cheered. Subordinate was in serious mode.

Despite the pain, Boss felt a surge of joy in her reliability.

The fight between Subordinate and Boss began.

Boss smirked and quickly closed the distance between them.

However, Subordinate vanished from Boss’s view.

Boss’s mind remained calm, strategizing.

“If she’s not in my sight, then I should aim outside my field of vision.”

Boss launched a flurry of attacks into the unseen.

Boss wore a puzzled expression.

“Strange. My attacks should have hit Subordinate at least once,” Boss thought.

But there was no feeling of impact from any attack.

Boss racked her brain for answers.

Suddenly, hands appeared out of nowhere in front of her.

In the nick of time, Boss dodged the hands.

Subordinate emerged from what seemed like empty space.

“I’ve always wondered if I could use this dark miasma for something,” Subordinate mused.

Subordinate showed Boss the miasma she was wielding.

“And look, I can do things like this.”

Before Boss could react, Subordinate’s body was enveloped by the miasma, blending into the background.

“Is that even allowed…?” Boss muttered in astonishment.

The men in black suits fell silent in shock.

Suddenly, an impact ran through Boss.

Boss’s vision blurred.

He retaliated in the direction of the attack, but Subordinate was already gone.

Forced into a fight against an invisible enemy, even the most experienced Boss seemed to have met his match.

However, Boss alone remained calm and ready to turn the tide.

Boss then took a bold step.

With a grunt, he summoned all his strength.

In the next moment, his clothes were in tatters.

Barely keeping his pants on, Boss was almost naked.

Some said he had given up on the fight. Others accused him of resorting to seduction, which they deemed unfair.

The men in black felt a mix of disappointment.

Subordinate, too, was somewhat perplexed.

But such a ploy was not enough to stop the current Subordinate.

Resolved to punish and lecture Boss later, Subordinate prepared to deliver the final blow.

Subordinate unleashed a sharp strike at Boss.

Boss perfectly caught the attack.

Subordinate’s expression turned to surprise.

Boss smirked.

“Did you really think I’d resort to such a shallow trick?”

Boss spoke to Subordinate and then threw her through the air.

After being tossed, Subordinate managed to regain her balance and land gracefully.

She analyzed the situation calmly.

And in the next moment, she had figured it out.

“So, it was the pieces of the clothes.”

Subordinate muttered in frustration.

Boss laughed with delight, pleased with his strategy.

The strategy Boss employed was simple. By tearing his clothes and scattering the pieces around, the movement of these pieces would reveal Subordinate’s movements whenever she moved.

This allowed the invisible movements of Subordinate to be visualized through the movement of the fragments.

Subordinate was genuinely upset. However, the men in black had not given up yet.

“It all comes down to those fragments. Without them, we’d win!” one of them shouted boldly.

Inspired by this shout, the men in black charged at Boss.

“Everyone…” Subordinate’s eyes welled up with tears.

After shaking her head slightly, she turned back to Boss.

Boss, nearly naked except for his pants, was shedding tears.

He was moved by the sight of his subordinates reaching for a victory they had almost given up on.

While pressing the corners of his eyes with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, Boss repelled the attacking men in black, throwing them out the window.

“What are you crying for, Boss!” one of the men in black attacked.

“I’m not crying!” Boss blew that one away, sending him flying out the window.

“Save your tears for Boss’s defeat!” another charged at Boss.

“I’m not crying!” Boss sent this one flying out the window as well.

No matter how many men in black swarmed him, Boss fought back, protecting the fragments of his clothing.

Even as he cried, Boss was confident in his victory.

But fortune smiled not on Boss but on the men in black.

Tears blurred Boss’s vision, preventing him from grasping the situation accurately.

Boss felt something was off. There seemed to be fewer men in black.

Sure, he had thrown a significant number out the window, but the numbers still didn’t add up.

At that moment, Boss realized a possibility, but it was too late.

As he turned around, a wave of men in black was kicking the fragments aside, having encircled him.

“I’ve been surrounded!” Boss dodged the swarming men in black and threw each one out the window.

“Now! Finish him!” the men in black shouted as they were thrown outside.

Boss threw the men in black out, using his hands and feet to send each one flying.

After the last of the men in black was thrown out, it came down to a one-on-one fight between Boss and Subordinate.

Subordinate charged at Boss with all her might, putting all her feelings for her comrades and Boss into the attack.

A brilliant black hue aimed to pierce Boss, who also put forth his last bit of strength to confront Subordinate.

However, an accident occurred. Boss had shed too many tears earlier.

The amount was extraordinary, soaking the hallway and his standing spot.

As Boss gathered all his strength to face Subordinate, the power slipped through the tears.

As a result, Boss lost his balance.

In an instant, everything shifted out of place for Boss.

The final collision was between Boss’s and Subordinate’s heads.

Dazed by the shocking pain, Subordinate groaned.

After the pain subsided and Subordinate looked around, she saw Boss sitting there, looking up at her.

Boss spoke to Subordinate.

“Onee-chan, who am I?”

Boss had regressed to a childlike state from the shock.