Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V5 Chapter 61, 62, 63, 64, 64.5, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70 & 70.5
Chapter 61: “Looks Like Shuten Doji’s on the Move Too”
Shuten Doji had once been hailed as the strongest of all oni.
But after he stopped eating humans and grew weary of clinging to raw strength, his power had slowly declined.
Even so, with his fame and divinity, he was no longer just an oni—he had become something beyond them.
—And yet, even with all that, he knew he couldn’t defeat his own daughter, Ibaraki Doji.
“…Shuten Doji… why are you regaining your strength?”
“Ibaraki, same reason as you.”
“—Don’t tell me… the Pure Line still exists?!”
“So that’s what caused your sudden power boost too, huh.”
In Shuten Doji’s mind, he pictured Natsuki giving a smug thumbs-up.
“Yes. I drained the Pure Line dry—down to the very last drop. That’s why I’m as strong as I am now.”
“And yet… you’ve grown even stronger than that, haven’t you?”
“Even without the Pure Line, there are humans close enough. Humans are more terrifying—and more foolish—than oni. Pay them enough, and they’ll kidnap their own kind without hesitation. That means I’ll never run out of food.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say.”
He wore plain work clothes, but with the two fierce horns jutting from his head, the sharp fangs, and those log-thick arms ending in razor claws—
He was every inch a textbook oni.
Plain. Brutal. Oni to the core.
And yet, the sheer spiritual pressure radiating from Shuten Doji shook the very air.
“…Wait, what the hell—Shuten Doji?!”
“Yeah! Why is Shuten Doji protecting us?!”
“Listen up, girls—and you, the bear-looking dude standing guard over there—hear me out. I’m on the side of the Galaxy Kappa Heroes!”
“Ahhh, so they finally showed up!”
“My prince has descended upon Kyoto!”
“Ah—my crotch just started hurting again.”
“Why am I the only one reacting normally here?!”
Onsa shouted, Kirara sparkled at Natsuki’s presence, and Kumazaki doubled over, still haunted by the memory of his crushed manhood.
Meanwhile, Ibaraki Doji gnawed at her nails in frustration.
“So it’s the Galaxy Kappa Hero again… I never expected even Shuten Doji to be involved. Clearly, this is power gathered specifically to oppose me. In other words… the King of Kappas himself, perhaps.”
“…Yeah, no?”
“…”
“……”
“So it’s the Galaxy Kappa Hero again… I never expected even Shuten Doji to be involved. Clearly, this is power gathered to resist me. Calling himself a kappa is just camouflage—he’s probably some high-class demon or even a god.”
“…Hate to break it to you after that whole redo, but nope.”
“…”
“……”
“So it’s the Galaxy Kappa Hero again—”
“Stop trying to sneak in a third take, damn it!!”
No matter how sharp she was, even Ibaraki Doji couldn’t possibly understand that the so-called Galaxy Kappa Hero was really just some ridiculously strong middle schooler who, on a whim, decided to respect kappas and call himself one.
Shuten Doji didn’t get it either.
Even the nine-tailed fox had long since given up trying to make sense of it.
They’d eaten meals with him, sat across from him, spent time face-to-face—and still couldn’t figure out why it had to be “kappa.”
And the “galaxy” part? Nobody had the faintest clue where that came from.
In the end, after much head-scratching, they just shoved it all into the convenient drawer labeled “kids these days” and moved on.
If even those who had actually met him couldn’t wrap their heads around it, then someone like Ibaraki Doji—who hadn’t even spoken to him—stood no chance.
“Well, whatever. I’ve never really done anything fatherly, but… I’ll give you one piece of advice, just this once, to keep you from doing something stupid.”
“Fine. Let’s hear it.”
“Stop. Don’t mess with him. That Galaxy Kappa Hero you’re after—he’s strong.”
“Not stronger than me.”
“That’s true. But that kind of guy… is the scariest.”
Shuten Doji knew it.
And Ibaraki Doji had experienced it firsthand, time and again.
The ones to truly fear weren’t gods.
Not demons.
Not even warriors with polished, disciplined strength.
It was the outliers—monsters like Natsuki.
Again and again, humans like that had left them writhing in agony.
“If this were the old me, I probably would’ve understood that line. But I’m different now. I already rule Underground Kyoto. I’m ready to kill the nine-tailed fox. Humans will soon be crawling at my feet. Then I’ll live happily with Shinonon in a white house with cute kids and a big dog. I’ve already bought the land and even greeted the craftsmen. Next week’s the ground-blessing ceremony, so I’m busy.”
“…Wow. Even as a father, that’s gross—you went way too long without anyone liking you, and now you’re just… slimy.”
Shuten Doji was genuinely taken aback by how calmly Ibaraki Doji talked about planning a cozy family life with Shinonon.
“If you try to stop me, go ahead. I’ve got Madoka Abe here. This kid has some use to me, so I don’t want him hurt. But if anyone tries anything, I’d gladly use him as a shield.”
“…That’s cold, kid.”
“I’m an oni, after all.”
Shuten Doji could have attacked Ibaraki Doji and Madoka then and there, but he hesitated. He’d heard Natsuki and Madoka were long-lost childhood friends, and that gave him pause. If he could avoid it, he wanted to stay on decent terms with Natsuki.
Besides, Shinonon’s motive was obvious: family—starting with Madoka. Hurt Madoka, and you’d be taking on the single most troublesome human in Kyoto. That was a risk Shuten Doji didn’t want to take.
“I give up. Do what you want. But don’t do anything out in the open. If you can’t accept that, I’ll use everything I’ve got to kill you.”
“Hey, you! Shuten Doji! What do you mean, ‘do what you want with Madoka’?!”
“That’s right! He’s such a cute little brother! He’ll probably suffer humiliations you can’t even put into words!”
“…Uh, you girls don’t sound any different from those Mukaijima idiots, you know.”
Shuten Doji had come only to stop the trouble from spilling into the human world—he didn’t care what they did behind closed doors.
Of course, Onsa and Kirara, Madoka’s sisters, weren’t about to accept that quietly.
“Well, I’m glad you understand. Fine. We’re done here.”
“Is that so?”
“Shuten Doji… you’re curious, aren’t you? Want to know what I’m planning? If you’re that curious, come to Underground Kyoto.”
With that, Ibaraki Doji vanished.
“…Might be the last time in this life, so I’ll head to Underground Kyoto. Besides, I’d like to see Nacchan’s strength for myself.”
“Hold it, Shuten Doji! I don’t get all the details, but if you’re chasing Ibaraki Doji, then I’m coming too!”
“If my Prince Natsuki is there, then Princess Kirara must also rush to his side! Hurry up and guide me!”
“Kids these days sure come on strong, huh?!”
And so, Shuten Doji set off for Underground Kyoto—dragging along Onsa, Kirara, and poor Kumazaki, who was still crouched over clutching his crotch.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Mid-Story Banter
Onsa: “They might be having a serious conversation, but thanks to this whole Galaxy Kappa Hero thing, none of it’s sticking in my head!”
Kirara: “—Shh. They’re not really being that serious anyway, so don’t bother pointing it out.”
Not fully back to normal yet—this is rehab writing.
I’ll keep pushing forward little by little!
Chapter 62: “The Hero of the Earth and Kuma Doji, Right?” ①
—Kuma Doji struck first.
Although the others called her their little sister, she didn’t look like an oni at all—she was a bear.
A bear so enormous that if you met her in the woods, you’d better be prepared to die.
“Beaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!”
Kuma Doji let out a ferocious roar.
Natsuki lightly gripped the Holy Sword and readied a sideways slash—but Yusuke was faster and sprinted forward first.
“If the Captain jumps in right away, we’ll lose face. Leave this to me!”
“What’s your real reason?”
“Honestly? No way I’m letting you kill an oni! I’ll take them down myself and make one my wife!”
“…Right. Good luck with that.”
Yusuke shouted even louder than the charging Kuma Doji, flooding his body with magic as he ran.
Kuma Doji’s arm came down, claws flashing—sharp enough to rip a human apart.
“Beaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!”
“All right, bring it on!!!”
Even Natsuki would’ve dodged or sliced off the whole arm—yet Yusuke chose to take Kuma Doji’s strike head-on.
Everyone thought his thin, untrained body would be crushed instantly.
But it didn’t happen.
Body-strengthening magic.
In another world, it was the bread and butter of combat. Victory often depended on how much you could reinforce yourself—not just how you used magic, but how much raw magical power you had.
With his absurd mana, Natsuki naturally gained monstrous strength.
But Yusuke wasn’t far behind.
Sure, he’d been through hell in that other world—but he was a Hero too.
His magic reserves were on par with mythical-class demons.
“Beaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!”
“Kumaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!”
“…Wait, did Yusuke just start speaking Bear too?”
The ground caved under the impact, yet Yusuke stood firm, unhurt, holding back Kuma Doji’s crushing blow.
“B-Bea?!”
“Nice hit! Back in the other world, I was never even scratched—and that’s my pride! Well… physically, anyway. My heart got torn to shreds.”
“…Sado sure likes slipping in self-deprecation.”
Beaming brightly while saying something depressing, Yusuke grabbed Kuma Doji’s right arm, leaned in, and gave her paw pad a playful lick—plerp.
Then, with a clean throw, he slammed her over his shoulder.
“W-Wait—didn’t he just lick Kuma Doji’s paw?! Am I imagining things?!”
“No, he moved crazy fast. He definitely licked it.”
“Yeah, he did. But what the heck was the point of that?”
Everyone wondered about that weird “lick” move, but nobody had an answer.
Yusuke’s smooth shoulder throw slammed Kuma Doji into the ground, cracking the earth like a spiderweb.
“Be—”
Air left Kuma Doji’s lungs. But she was Shuten Doji’s child—a top-tier oni—so she righted herself quickly and opened a mouth full of sharp fangs.
“Hyahahaha—!”
For some reason, Yusuke shoved his left arm straight into her mouth.
Startled, Kuma Doji snapped her jaw shut by reflex, but Yusuke’s arm didn’t get hurt. He tossed her down again, then grabbed the back of her neck so she couldn’t struggle.
“Be… Bea.”
Even with that huge size difference, Kuma Doji’s thrashing didn’t budge Yusuke.
“Sorry. When I’m solidly on the ground, I get stupid-strong.”
He could have snapped her neck right then.
But Yusuke didn’t want to kill Kuma Doji.
“Well then, now that you can’t move, it’s time for—”
With a wicked grin spreading across his face, Yusuke suddenly went:
“Alright, good girl, good girl good girl good girl good girl good girl good girl good girl good girl!!”
And he started furiously petting Kuma Doji all over.
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While Yusuke was busy showing off behind him, Natsuki casually pulled a vinyl sheet out of his item box, spread it out, and poured cold tea from a thermos into a paper cup.
“Pwahhh.”
The post-meal tea soaked into his body.
“Alright, time to spectate!”
It didn’t look like he’d be needed for a while, so he decided to just sit back and enjoy the show.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Phew. That was a serious battle chapter.
…Though maybe I’m still not fully back in shape (?).
Chapter 63: “The Hero of the Earth and Kuma Doji, Right?” ②
“Be… bea… beaa…”
“Hahh, hahh… Don’t be scared. I just wanna be friends with you. Hahh, hahh. Yeah… we could go on walks together, eat meals together, maybe go hiking. Fishing would be fun too. Spending every day with you guys would be so nice… fuhihi.”
“Bea!?”
Yusuke’s words weren’t comforting at all—if anything, he sounded like a kidnapper plotting his next move.
“Creeeeepy!”
“Creepy, for real.”
“Creepy as hell.”
Koume, Senju, and Shinonome all recoiled in disgust.
Of course, Kuma Doji, Torakuma Doji, and Hoshiguma Doji also recoiled in disgust.
The first to snap back to her senses was Hoshiguma Doji.
“You disgusting freak! Get away from my cute little sister!”
“Thank you very much!”
Her foot slammed straight into Yusuke’s face as he toyed with Kuma Doji.
Planting himself firmly, Yusuke took the kick head-on—then, with a disgusting leronnn, he licked the sole of her foot.
“Hiiieeeeeeeee! He licked the bottom of my foot! That’s disgustingggggggggggg!!”
“Ah, yeah, she’s genuinely repulsed.”
“Obviously. This isn’t the kind of scene where someone blushes.”
“Yep, agreed.”
“Wait wait wait wait, hold on! That creepy bastard over there—first he messes with my little sister’s body, then he licks my big sis’s foot?! That’s straight-up grounds for a lawsuit!!”
Rolling on the ground, Hoshiguma Doji was replaced by Torakuma Doji, who shouted her protest.
“Nah, you oni don’t exactly have human rights, do you? Whether he licks your feet, messes with your body, or eats you—it’s all the same, right?”
“—Kuh, just kill me!”
“Whoa, what’s with the sudden ‘kill me’ line?!”
“Thanks for the ‘just kill me!’—much appreciated!”
Yusuke smiled brightly as he tightened his grip, starting to put real pressure on Kuma Doji’s neck.
“Bea—”
She struggled, but neither claws nor fangs nor brute strength worked against Yusuke. Kuma Doji growled in frustration.
“Go to sleep now. When you wake up, you’ll be at my house—three meals a day and naps included.”
With that unsettling smile, Yusuke squeezed tighter.
Kuma Doji roared one last time:
“Beaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!”
The next instant, a flash of spiritual energy burst out, blasting Yusuke away from her.
“Oh ho… what a wild one. So, what kind of game are you gonna play with me this time?”
Yusuke spun gracefully in midair, landed, and braced for Kuma Doji—only for blood to start dripping from his nose.
“W-What’s this? I’m… excited? Sure, Kuma-san’s body was impressive, but why now? …Wait. No. Could it be—something even greater is about to appear?! My Hero instincts… they already know it!!”
As he nervously smeared the nosebleed with his finger, a new voice rang out before him.
“Kuuuumaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!”
But this roar wasn’t wild or savage—it carried a strangely cute ring to it.
“W-What the—”
When the light faded, standing there was… a beautiful girl with short black hair, fluffy bear-paw gloves and boots, a mini-skirt, and just a strip of cloth covering her chest.
—Pshhh!
Yusuke’s nose erupted like a fountain, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Hoshiguma Doji: “Let me explain! Kuma Doji was so ridiculously cute that people from all industries—not just oni—kept trying to recruit her! Fed up, she started hiding in a bear form, turning herself from ‘supreme beauty’ into a ‘pretty bear’! Honestly, she’s way cuter than our big sis Ibaraki, who keeps bragging about her own looks! My little sister is the cuuuuutest in the wooooooooooorld!!”
Chapter 64: “So This Is Defeat, Huh?”
“Oi, Sado. Quit fooling around already. Get up, kill Kuma Doji or capture her or whatever and—hey?”
Senju walked over to Yusuke, who had collapsed after that nosebleed geyser. But something was clearly wrong.
Leaning close, Senju suddenly panicked, flipped Yusuke onto his back, and started chest compressions.
“…Yuraaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Thunder! Use lightning shock!! Sado’s stupid ass isn’t breathinggggggggg!!”
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!?”
Natsuki screamed, rushed over, and blasted Yusuke with a full jolt of lightning borrowed from the Holy Sword.
—A little while later.
“—Hah!?”
“Sado! You idiot!!”
“I’ve never seen anyone literally die of excitement before!!”
“Wait, huh? But I was on my honeymoon in Hawaii with Kuma-tan, Hoshi-tan, and Tora-ppy…”
“Sorry, but that must’ve been some parallel-world dream. Reality check: we’re still mid-battle, and instead of being loved, Yusuke-kun, you’re totally hated right now.”
“Oi, you pervy tongue freak! Don’t call me Tora-ppy!!”
“…Isn’t she just embarrassed?”
“Nope. That’s 100% disgust.”
“—Damn it all!!”
Yusuke woke up safely, but it seemed he had been drifting off into some alternate reality more convenient for himself.
Unfortunately, he had no choice but to face the harsh truth.
And with that, Yusuke lost all will to fight.
“Alright then—Yusuke-kun loses! Kuma Doji-san takes the win, okayyy!”
“Kuma-kuma!”
Since the match was settled, Natsuki gave up on killing Kuma Doji.
No way he was going to slaughter a bear girl who loved acorns and honey.
“Alright! Guess it’s my turn now! —Torakuma Doji! Let’s go!”
Torakuma Doji, with dull blond hair and dressed in hakama, cracked her fists and stepped forward.
“I’m no Sado, but the Captain doesn’t need to step in yet. Relax—I’ll win this one.”
Senju removed his sunglasses, tucked them away, and strode up to face Torakuma Doji.
(Huh? Since when did this turn into one-on-one duels? …Well, whatever.)
Natsuki dragged Yusuke back over to the leisure sheet, sat down again, and poured himself another cup of tea.
Beside him, Koume spread newspaper over a small table and started shelling peanuts, while Shinonome just watched with a face that said, “I don’t even know what to make of this.”
“Shinonon. Sometimes you just gotta go with the vibe.”
“…Yeah. Guess so.”
Shinonome answered while staring off into the distance. Natsuki noticed the faint glimmer in his eyes—but pretended not to.
And so, the first round ended with Yusuke’s defeat at the hands of Kuma Doji.
But the battle was far from over.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Next time: Senju vs. Torakuma Doji—and then straight into romcom territory!
Yusuke-kun: “W-Wait, what?! A romcom with me and Tora-ppy!?”
Holy Sword-san: “Yeah, no. That’s not it.”
Chapter 64.5: Interlude – “Mukaijima Monster Agents, Right?” ⑤
“Susa-susa-susa-susasusa-susa! While I was out here fighting enemy warships in space, that mammon-mammon punk snatched away my juicy prey! Not funny at all!”
“…This god… seriously? He’s just replacing everything with susa-susa now, like he’s been doing it since forever. That’s some shamelessness right there—classic Susanoo-no-Mikoto!”
“Mammon-mammon-mammon-mammon! Susanoo-no-Mikoto, the only reason is because you were too slow! I may be a greedy demon, but I’m also a fast-working demon! Unlike you, mammon-mammon!”
“A-Amazing! Mammon-san uses mammon-mammon the way a master uses calligraphy strokes—such elegance! Truly, the weight of long years of practice makes it art!”
On the battleship where Ginko and the others were, Susanoo-no-Mikoto appeared with the sword Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi in hand, locking eyes with Mammon.
Judging from the atmosphere, these two were anything but friends.
“I haven’t forgotten! Back during that exchange program, when I had to attend demon elementary school—you and that damn Samael stole my mandarin orange snack!”
“And I haven’t forgotten either, mammon-mammon! Because you slacked off, Samael-sama and I had to spend our entire holiday cleaning out the rabbit cages!”
“Lame! Those grudges are so lame! And wait—you’ve known each other since then?! That’s straight-up childhood-friend level already!”
Ginko barely had time to breathe, firing off tsukkomi nonstop.
“And that’s not all! On the very first day of the exchange program at lunch… Samael pulled a dumb face while I was drinking milk! I’ll never forgive that!”
“You fool! That was Samael-sama’s kindness, mammon-mammon! She only wanted to ease your nerves! Even after getting splashed in the face with milk, Samael-sama smiled with divine mercy—and you dare call yourself ungrateful, mammon-mammon?!”
“Ungrateful?! Because of you two, Astaroth and Belial laughed at me for weeks!”
“And that wasn’t Samael-sama’s fault, mammon-mammon!”
“…Ugh. Elementary school is rough—you screw up once and they slap you with a dumb nickname forever. Like me, I was just reading porn on my phone and got stuck with ‘Pervert Ginko’… cruel, right?!”
From Mammon and Susanoo-no-Mikoto’s argument, Ginko’s own childhood scars resurfaced, and she sank to her knees on the spot.
“…Even Aoyama going full tsukkomi mode is a problem, you know?! Where’s Jack-dono when you need him?! I can’t hold this mess down on my ownnnnnnnnnn!!”
“Good grief. Guess I’ll start by rescuing the captives, shall I?”
With Ginko mentally crushed, Seishiro finally broke his silence and stepped in—careful not to provoke the deadly glare between god and demon.
Shrugging at the uselessness of the so-called adults, young Yoshimasa muttered “yare yare” and got to work—freeing the captured aliens and handing out weapons he found stashed in a hidden safe for self-defense.
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――Meanwhile, Jack…
“To think you were the mastermind behind all this… It pains me, especially since you once helped me when I was a child.”
“Well, well. If it isn’t Jack Landock Jasper Williamson Chamber Hanamaki-sama… We merchants, to one degree or another, all end up tied to space pirates. And once your business grows big enough to want out… you find there’s no escaping.”
“Even so—you stooped to aiding in trafficking?!”
“I won’t pretend it’s noble. But to protect my employees and their families… I had no choice.”
Jack had finally tracked down the merchant pulling the strings behind the Dopnnyanya Pirate Crew—and now had a gun pointed right at him.
It was thanks to this merchant’s backing that the nearly-wiped-out pirates had managed to rise again.
Never did Jack imagine he’d one day be forced to aim his gun at an old friend who had once helped him as a child. He cursed the flow of time for leading them here.
“Well, well, sir. Mind letting me handle this part?”
“…Are you sure?”
“Of course. This is my line of work, after all. Though honestly, I was supposed to be on vacation… but looks like my break got hijacked before it even started. Guess that’s the fate of a cop.”
The one placing a steady hand over Jack’s pistol was none other than the burly police officer Bob Morales Wynn Darner Sutomii Makihara.
A few days earlier, he’d fought alongside Natsuki to crush the Dopnnyanya Pirates. Because of that, he’d inevitably gotten dragged into this mess again.
Bob pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his coat and clamped them onto the merchant’s wrists.
“Alright then, we’ll escort you to the nearest star system. I’ve been granted a little more authority recently, so I’ll make sure your family is taken care of.”
“—You have my gratitude!”
And so, with Susanoo-no-Mikoto and the others fighting on the front lines, and Jack and Bob working in the shadows, the Dopnnyanya Pirate Crew was finally and completely destroyed.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Bob was supposed to be on vacation, taking his family on a trip to Earth.
But the remnants of the Dopnnyanya Pirates chased him down, cornering him until he thought, “This is it for me!”
Then he reunited with Jack.
After a whole movie’s worth of action and drama, the case was finally resolved.
Chapter 65: “Kinda Sudden for a Romcom, Huh?” ①
“Tora Doji, huh. Facing the daughter of Shuten Doji… seriously, why’s the underworld business always so scary and violent?”
Senju spoke in his usual carefree tone, which only made Torakuma Doji bare her fangs at him.
“Not bad! You don’t even flinch when you’re staring down a top-class oni like me. I kinda like that!”
“Well, I’ve already had my fill of gods and demons these past few days. At this point, a dangerous oni barely makes me blink!”
“Now that just pisses me off! Fine, I’ll knock you flat and make you work as free labor for my home renovations!”
“Hey! Don’t drag me into your construction projects!”
With a grin, Torakuma Doji lunged at Senju.
She slipped into his guard, fist clenched tight, and swung.
Senju jumped back on reflex, but her punch grazed his chin. The strike tore through the air with a sharp howl.
In the next instant, his chin split open as if slashed by a blade, blood spurting out.
“Whoa. This is bad. Guess I really shouldn’t be brawling with an oni head-on. Watching Sado fight made me forget for a second, but that guy’s no joke either—he’s almost as terrifying as Yura.”
“…Yeah. He’s scary. Honestly, in terms of pure fear factor, Sado’s worse than Ibaraki Doji.”
“…Pretty sure your definition of ‘scary’ and mine aren’t quite the same, though.”
Natsuki Yura, Yusuke Sado—compared to them, Senju Nanamori’s physical specs were completely average.
If anything, before magic body-strengthening came into play, Senju probably had the edge thanks to his steady training.
But once it turned into a real fight, there was no comparison.
Against guys who’d spent time as Heroes in a ruthless other world, Senju’s strength couldn’t even measure up.
(If I were younger, maybe I’d feel jealous or something… but honestly? They’re so far gone I can’t even muster that. It’s more like—they’re so broken it’s just sad. Man, other worlds are terrifying.)
Natsuki and Yusuke probably paid a price far greater than Senju could even imagine to gain their strength.
And Senju had zero interest in doing the same.
More than anything, having that kind of power would only make the gods and demon big shots notice him.
For a normal guy, the smartest choice was to stay normal—live among humans, nothing more.
“Oni are scary, Heroes are scary… way too much for a plain old guy like me to handle.”
“Don’t go weak on me. If you wanna surrender, fine. But my eyes don’t lie—you’re strong.”
“Coming from the daughter of Shuten Doji, that’s quite the honor.”
“Keep up that carefree act if you want! As for me, I’ll fight the way I damn well please!”
Torakuma Doji slammed her foot into the ground.
The earth sank in, and once again the wind howled.
Normally, a human like Senju shouldn’t even have been able to track the movements of a top-class oni like her.
But whether it was her personality or just her style, Torakuma Doji charged him head-on, without a single trick.
—And that was exactly where Senju shined.
“—Stop. Freeze right there.”
There was no way Senju could completely paralyze a top-class oni.
But one minute—no, even just a few seconds—was enough.
That was all the time he needed to figure out a way to kill an oni.
“Ngh—”
“Too bad. I’ve got evil eyes.”
Senju flashed a cocky grin as Torakuma Doji’s body suddenly locked up, her face frozen in shock.
She hadn’t let her guard down.
But what happened was something she never saw coming.
“W-Wait, hold on! I-I can’t stop!!”
“…Hah?”
Torakuma Doji was definitely frozen.
The only reason she could still speak was because she was a top-class oni.
Her body had stopped mid-leap—but the momentum behind her charge hadn’t slowed at all.
—Which meant.
The frozen Torakuma Doji’s body slammed straight into Senju at full force.
And to make it worse, the impact drove their lips right into each other.
“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!”
For some reason, it wasn’t Torakuma Doji who screamed—
But the Hero of the Earth, Yusuke Sado, shrieking like ripping silk.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Yusuke: “I-I’m so jealous!!”
Shinonon: “Uh, Senju’s literally crying blood here… like, real blood tears. First time I’ve ever seen that in my life!”
Romcom Division Captain: “Yo!”
Chapter 66: “Kinda Sudden for a Romcom, Huh?” ②
Yusuke Sado grew up in a slightly well-off family with kind parents and a tsundere stepsister.
He was just your average boy.
If you had to pick out a quirk, it’d be that he liked non-human girls in fiction—monster girls, demon girls, that kind of thing.
He loved finding fellow fans online and getting hyped up with them every day. Just a normal college student hobby.
Of course, his stepsister thought it was gross and snapped things like, “Ew. Instead of those fake monster girls in stories, shouldn’t y-y-you be paying more attention to me?!”
But really, that’s just how siblings are at that age.
Despite the bickering, they were close enough to go shopping or see movies together on weekends.
—And then, Yusuke’s normal life flipped upside down when he was summoned to another world.
At first, he honestly felt excited.
This was a world where the monster girls he adored actually existed.
He even thought, “Time to build myself a harem!” and got fired up about it.
But reality wasn’t so kind.
His “first time” was taken by some washed-up noblewoman whose only pride was clinging to her fading status.
After that, a burly female knight practically assaulted him like it was nothing.
Just like Natsuki, Yusuke quickly grew disgusted with the other world.
Hygiene was abysmal, and with the ongoing war, both men and women reeked. Body odor, bad breath—the stench was unbearable for someone from modern Japan.
They tried to cover it with perfume, which only made Yusuke gag more times than he could count.
Branded as a “stud horse” meant to spread Hero blood, he spent his days in nothing but misery.
But he could still hold on.
What hurt Yusuke the most wasn’t the smell or the rough treatment—it was having to kill the monster girls he actually liked.
He told himself it was for getting back home.
Even when he fought with that clear purpose, he never earned any praise.
If anything, people sneered that the previous Hero had been stronger and more efficient at killing.
His mind cracked under it all; he even wished he’d die, and in the end that wish came true.
After he returned to Earth, he couldn’t tell if what he’d lived through was real or a dream. He grew afraid of people.
That was when he met Natsuki Yura—another summoned Hero—and Senju Nanamori, a regular guy living in the fantasy world.
Yusuke probably didn’t know how much their presence had saved him.
So he came to Kyoto to help them, even if it meant turning down an introduction to a succubus.
He came… but then—
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Senju-san ditched me and had a romcom with Tora-ppy?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
A cruel, heart-wrenching reality hit Yusuke like a knife.
“…This kid’s scary!”
“That’s just how it is. Yusuke’s been through some rough stuff. Watch over him with warm eyes, will you? I’ll punish him later.”
Yusuke’s scream shook the air itself, which left Shinonome utterly creeped out.
He’d never imagined a human could be this obsessed with monster girls.
“I can’t take it anymore! A world that won’t let me have a romcom with a monster girl deserves to be destroyed! I’ll… I’ll fall to the dark sideeeeeee!!”
“That’s the dumbest reason to fall to the dark side everrrr!”
“Haagh!”
From behind, Natsuki casually flicked his foot into Yusuke’s groin, cutting off the villainous monologue.
Yusuke collapsed, clutching between his legs. Even though the kick had barely any force, the surprise left him wheezing “kahyuu, kahyuu” with strange breaths.
Natsuki let out a long sigh and turned his gaze toward Senju and Torakuma Doji.
“—Oh my.”
The two of them were still frozen, lips pressed together.
Neither seemed to fully grasp what had just happened.
Torakuma Doji aside, Senju’s mouth was smeared with blood—probably from the sheer impact of the collision.
As everyone watched to see how long they’d stay stuck like that, Torakuma Doji was the first to snap back to her senses.
She leapt away from Senju, hastily wiped her lips with her arm… and with her cheeks turning red, blurted out:
“Y-You stole my first kiss… so you better take responsibility!”
She actually looked embarrassed as she said it.
“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”
Once again, the Hero of the Earth’s scream echoed through Underground Kyoto.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Tamamo-san: “I came here expecting to watch a battle between oni and humans, but instead it turned into a romcom, and I can’t hide my confusion.”
By the way, don’t worry—Yusuke-kun will find happiness.
From here… from here on out!
Chapter 67: “Kinda Sudden for a Romcom, Huh?” ③
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!”
“Um, Yusuke-kun?”
“Stooooooop iiiiiittttt!!”
“You’re gonna pass out if you keep screaming like that, you know?”
Natsuki and Shinonome tried to calm Yusuke down, but his endless shrieks just kept echoing.
At this rate, they seriously worried his lungs might burst.
“SHUUUUT UUUUUPPPPPP!!”
Fed up, Koume finally snapped.
With quick reflexes, she slipped behind Yusuke, wrapped her arms around his waist, and executed a perfect back-drop.
Thud! A nasty sound rang out.
But since Yusuke finally went quiet, everyone decided it was fine.
Just in case, Natsuki cast a healing spell on him anyway.
“Well then, back to reality.”
There was Senju, dazed and bleeding heavily from his nose and mouth.
And across from him sat Torakuma Doji—blushing, covering her lips, knees folded in a girlish pose.
No mistaking it—this was a full-on romcom scene.
“…Hey, Shinonon.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you think Ibaraki Doji’s that kind of oni too?”
“…No way, not at all!”
“You say that with a lot of confidence.”
“I can’t vouch for Kin Doji, but Kuma Doji, Hoshiguma Doji, and Tora-ppy all share traits with Shuten Doji. Still, Ibaraki Doji’s a totally different kind.”
“…I see. Just so you know, I’ll definitely kill Ibaraki Doji if it comes to that.”
“If you don’t, I’ll risk my life and do it myself.”
“Alright then. So—let’s try to fix this whole romcom mess!”
“…I hope we can.”
When Shinonon pointed, Hoshiguma Doji glared back at them, her face twisted with fury.
She was slim but clearly muscular, fists clenched tight.
“What the hell do you lot think you’re doing?”
“Huh?”
“You messed with Kuma Doji’s body, licked her paw pads, licked my feet—and now Tora-ppy’s first kiss got stolen! What the hell do you people want from us?!”
“Umm, sorry about that!”
“Why are you apologizing for this?!”
They’d started out trying to kill each other, but now everything had turned into a complete mess.
Yusuke had shoved events off in weird directions, and then Senju had accidentally turned it into a romcom, leaving Natsuki flustered and oddly apologetic.
They’d fought brutal battles in the other world, but none of them had ever dealt with something like this before—so nobody really knew what to do next.
“This isn’t something you can just apologize for! Fine then—sign this!”
Hoshiguma Doji whipped out a sheet of paper.
“…Uh, what’s that?”
“A marriage certificate! That guy’s gonna take responsibility and marry Torakuma Doji!”
“Wait, wait—why are you suddenly trying to get married in human society?!”
“I-I-It’s not like I got jealous of that subordinate’s wedding we attended the other day or anything!”
“…You literally just said it yourself.”
“Crap! …Damn it, just kill me!!”
“Why?! Why so suddenly?!”
Kuma Doji was already a handful, but Hoshiguma Doji wasn’t any less eccentric.
“A-Anyway! That guy who stole her first kiss is definitely gonna take responsibility!”
She declared it like it was already set in stone.
Natsuki gave Shinonon a troubled look.
“Hey… are oni really this pure? We only need one Pureheart in the group, y’know.”
“Don’t look at me! And also—don’t casually drop that someone I know is named Pureheart! That’s way too much for me to process right now!”
“Well, this is awkward.”
“What are you babbling about! Just ask the two of them how they feel!”
With Yusuke still unconscious, everyone turned their eyes toward Senju and Torakuma Doji.
“U-Um… I do want you to take responsibility. I promise I’ll make a good wife!”
An oni who had lived for countless years now looked like a shy maiden, doing her best to voice her resolve.
Seeing that, everyone—Natsuki and the others—felt their hearts go thump.
“—Wow. Looks like things got strange while I was away.”
But then, as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over them, a chilling spiritual pressure swept in with that voice, freezing Natsuki and the others in place.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Serious President: “I won’t allow a romcom! Not on my watch!”
Romcom Captain: “Curses! Damn you, Serious President!”
Serious Senpai: “Um, excuse me—who exactly is the Serious President?!”
Serious President: “…Serious Senpai. I am… your father!”
Serious Senpai: “EhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!?”
Chapter 68: “So This Is the End of the Romcom, Huh?” ①
“—Ka… ha…”
“Big…sis…”
“K-Kuma…”
Hoshiguma Doji, Torakuma Doji, and Kuma Doji—all supposed to be equals—clutched their throats, gasping, unable to breathe as they collapsed.
Even Senju, who had just been caught up in romcom antics, was foaming at the mouth, on the verge of losing consciousness under a crushing spiritual pressure he had never felt before.
“Damn it… what kind of power is this? Way to ruin the romcom mood.”
“Even Shuten Doji would be shocked at this level.”
“…Yeah. Even I didn’t know power like this existed.”
Natsuki strained just to endure, while Koume broke out in a cold sweat.
Only Shinonon seemed unaffected by the pressure itself—but even he couldn’t hide his shock.
“Step outside for a bit, and this is what I come back to? The mansion’s in ruins, Shinonon is here, and… well? Care to explain?”
The cold voice belonged to none other than—Ibaraki Doji.
Daughter of Shuten Doji, the oni who had once attacked Natsuki and Madoka.
Now she ruled over the oni of Underground Kyoto as their absolute leader, having taken her father’s place.
—And her strength now far surpassed even Shuten Doji, who had already regained his prime with Natsuki’s blood.
“Hold it right there!”
“Oh my, Shinonon. I never thought you’d know about my mansion. Forgive my incompetent sisters—they can’t even manage to serve tea to guests.”
Ibaraki Doji gave a smile meant only for Shinonome—then, without the slightest hesitation, she drove her foot into her fallen sisters’ stomachs.
Even as they coughed up blood, not a flicker of emotion crossed her face.
“—What the hell are you doing to your own sisters! And do you even realize whose little brother you’re dragging around like that?!”
At Shinonome’s shout, Natsuki and the others finally noticed what she was holding.
In Ibaraki Doji’s left hand dangled none other than Madoka Abe’s leg.
Unconscious, Madoka had been dragged in like a piece of baggage.
Hoshiguma Doji and the others still had a shred of humanity left—but Ibaraki Doji showed none.
She was oni through and through.
“He’s your brother, isn’t he? Don’t worry, I remember his name. Madoka, right?”
“…And that brother of mine—you dare do this to him?! Let him go!”
“No can do.”
“What did you just say?”
With one arm, Ibaraki Doji casually hoisted Madoka into the air.
“Until Shinonon agrees to marry me, I’ll keep hurting this kid.”
“…That’s not happening.”
“I really did enjoy spending time with you, Shinonon. I was a little frustrated you never made a move, but then again—it’s not proper to go too far before marriage, is it?”
“…Then why’d you drag Madoka here?”
“I suddenly worried you might not actually want to marry me. But I already bought land to build a house for us, and I even scheduled the ground-blessing ceremony for next week. So I thought… maybe I should give you a little push, and make a special request.”
“…That’s not a request. That’s a threat.”
Shinonome trembled—not with exasperation anymore, but with pure fear.
Ibaraki Doji’s lips curled into a grin so wide it looked like her mouth might split apart.
“You disgust me! You crazy stalker psycho woman!”
In the next instant, Natsuki flashed behind Ibaraki Doji and swung the Holy Sword.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
And… yep. We’re back to serious mode.
Chapter 69: “So This Is the End of the Romcom, Huh?” ②
But Natsuki’s strike never reached Ibaraki Doji.
Of course it didn’t—she had pulled Madoka’s unconscious body in front of her as a shield.
If it were some stranger, Natsuki would’ve cut them down without hesitation.
But this was Madoka. That changed everything.
—After all, Natsuki had come to Kyoto for the very purpose of seeing him again.
“Fufu. You’ve got quite the powerful sword… but if you can’t swing it, it’s worthless. Still, I don’t recognize you. What’s your name?”
“Galaxy Kappa Hero.”
“—! So you’re the Galaxy Hero! The damn kappa who teamed up with Shuten Doji and the Nine-Tails just to break me and Shinonon apart!”
“—Huh?”
“…Why do you look like you had no idea?”
“No, I just came here to kill you. I don’t care about your thing with Shinonon.”
“Why are you calling him Shinonon?! Who gave you permission to call him Shinonon?!”
“Uh, gross… blegh—”
There was no reasoning with Ibaraki Doji.
Natsuki realized that for sure right before she smashed him with a punch, sending him flying.
He crashed straight through her base of operations—the grand oni mansion.
He tore through wall after wall, door after door, until finally being caught by something completely out of place in a samurai-style estate: a frilly canopy bed in a cutesy, girlish room.
“Ah, crap, I got a nosebleed.”
He grabbed a tissue from nearby and blew his nose with a loud honk.
“Man… as expected of an oni, I guess? Or maybe it’s just ’cause she’s doped up on my blood before—but seriously, way too strong. And talking to her without actually having a conversation… totally reminds me of that clingy princess who stalked me back in the other world. That’s, like, fifty million Nacchan Points right there.”
“…I don’t get what your scoring system even means!”
“Oh, hey. Sup, Holy Sword-san.”
“Yes, it is I, your one-and-only partner, the Holy Sword. Worship me.”
“Hah-hahhh—”
“Good.”
“So, how much can you put out?”
Natsuki asked once the Holy Sword appeared soundlessly, then paused to think.
“Since you fought that Thor-or-Grande-whatever-his-name-was, your vessel has expanded. At your best right now, you can pull out about sixty percent. I can lend a little of my own power too. But I still won’t let you call me by my true name. If that kills you, well—then just die.”
“Coooold!!”
“To wield a Holy Sword, your body, your mana, and your heart all need to be fully mature. You’re still not there yet. Though… it’s still better than back in that other world, when you killed your heart and indulged in endless slaughter and destruction.”
“I’m not doing that again.”
“I hope not. A-And don’t get the wrong idea! It’s not like I like you better the way you are now or anything!”
“Wait—what?! Sudden tsundere mode?! Where’d that come from?!”
Natsuki was left baffled as the Holy Sword—twintails swishing—suddenly went full tsundere.
But ignoring her confusion, she carried on.
“Also—that god who only wore his underwear said one more thing: don’t use the Sea Hero’s power. Seal it away until you recover at least seventy percent—no, make that eighty percent.”
“If I could shout out eighty percent, Ibaraki Doji would be insta-dead!”
“—No. Honestly, even eighty percent might only barely be enough.”
“Seriously?!”
“Have you lost your touch? Ibaraki Doji has eaten a huge number of humans. I don’t know why and I don’t care, but she’s been storing up power and not giving it back to herself. Think of her as basically having another Ibaraki Doji inside her.”
“Ugh.”
(So, about sixty percent of my full strength, plus a little boost from Holy Sword-san… Alright. In terms of raw power, Thor is stronger than Ibaraki Doji. But it’s guys like him—completely unhinged—you never know what they’ll do. That’s what makes them scary.)
“Whatever.”
“You’re really going to fight?”
“Of course. Shinonon won’t win, and Koume-chan probably can’t either. And Madoka’s being held, so I’m the one who has to save him.”
Natsuki stood up from the bed, checked that his nosebleed had stopped, and began walking off to kill Ibaraki Doji.
“I got hit once—so I owe her a hundred cuts.”
“Oh? How sweet. If it were me, I’d cut a thousand times.”
“Yeah, that’s annoying.”
“Right? Totally annoying.”
With that bit of nonsense out of the way, Holy Sword-san shifted her form, her body gradually reshaping into a blade.
As the transformation finished, she suddenly gave a thumbs-up.
“By the way, about Shinonome Madoka—personally, I approve!”
“Wha—hold on, what does that even mean?! Is this turning into a Ginko-san situation?! Ugh, seriously?! I can’t believe it rubbed off on you too! Hearing you—the same Holy Sword who once shut her heart and swore never to trust humans—say something like that… you’re gonna make Nacchan cry!”
Natsuki gripped his partner, now fully in sword form, a twinge of sadness passing through him— but in the next instant, he shoved it aside and refocused.
“—Alright. Time for some oni-slaying.”
〜〜Afterword〜〜
What Holy Sword-san really meant to say… well, that’s a story for another time.
Chapter 70: “Ibaraki Doji Is Creepy, Isn’t She?”
“…Ibaraki Doji… what the hell is your goal?”
Shinonome Abe burned with rage hot enough to boil over, yet his voice stayed calm.
Natsuki had been blown away earlier, but since he’d flashed a peace sign right before crashing through the mansion, Shinonome wasn’t too worried about him.
The real problem was the oni standing before him—Ibaraki Doji—and the unconscious Madoka dangling from her grip.
“Oh dear, Shinonon. You’re not going to call me ‘Iba-chan’ anymore?”
“…Why the hell would I call you something cutesy when you’re the oni who attacked my little brother and his friend?”
“…And that matters how?”
“Hah?”
“I said, it doesn’t matter! Right now, we’re talking about me and you. Your brother, his friend—they’re just extras, aren’t they?!”
“…Not extras. He’s my blood brother. And his friend matters too.”
For Shinonome—who had spent years pretending to be friendly with Ibaraki Doji just to avenge his brother—her dismissive words were incomprehensible.
But just as clearly, Ibaraki Doji couldn’t understand his feelings either.
“…Sorry, Shinonon. I don’t get what you’re saying. I’ve got sisters too, and we share blood, but… who cares, really?”
With that, she casually kicked the downed Torakuma Doji.
There was a sickening crack of bone, and Tora-ppy’s body went flying.
“Torakuma Doji!”
“Kuma-kuma!”
Hoshiguma Doji and Kuma Doji screamed, but being so close to Ibaraki Doji, they were crushed under her aura and couldn’t move.
The one who caught Torakuma Doji before she slammed helplessly into the ground—hugging her tight and rolling across the floor—was Senju Nanamori, who had nearly blacked out just moments before.
“Damn it! Why the hell am I even doing this?! Ugh, seriously!”
He shouted while pulling out a charm inscribed with healing spell from inside his clothes and pressing it against Torakuma Doji’s stomach.
It was something Shinonome had given him in preparation for their fight against the oni.
Senju never imagined he’d end up using it to save an oni instead.
“…See? Your sisters actually do have bonds.”
“They’re just weaklings clumping together.”
“I’ve been thinking this for a while now…”
“What is it?”
“Ibaraki Doji… you’re a cold one. Watching you is just plain sad.”
While they exchanged words, Koume searched for an opening to snatch Madoka from Ibaraki Doji’s grasp.
Yusuke, too, had regained consciousness, ready to strike if even the slightest gap appeared.
But no such gap existed.
No—that wasn’t it.
There were openings everywhere.
But Ibaraki Doji’s overwhelming confidence as a superior being meant she simply didn’t care.
She was certain no one here could possibly threaten her.
In that way, her pride in her own strength resembled Natsuki’s.
And that made it all the more dangerous.
“Cold, huh… even if an oni calls me that, I don’t really care.”
“Yeah, well. Don’t worry, I never expected anything from an oni anyway.”
“Fufufu. Don’t pout. I couldn’t care less about Hoshiguma Doji and the others, but you, Shinonon—you’re special. Do you remember? That day we first met? You didn’t flinch from me, even though I’m an oni. You looked me straight in the eye. —That was the day my love began.”
“…Guess all I can say is, thanks for that?”
Shinonome honestly didn’t remember much about his first meeting with Ibaraki Doji.
Back then, he’d only been drowning in grief—his brother had been attacked, and his brother’s friend had died.
It was from old man Masaya that he learned Ibaraki Doji was behind it, and that was the only reason he ever got close to her: revenge.
—Still, there was one thing he had always wanted to ask.
“Ibaraki Doji… there’s something I need to know.”
“What is it? I’ll tell you anything.”
“That day—why didn’t you kill Madoka? Why’d you save him and bring him back to the Abe house?”
“Oh, that?”
Ibaraki Doji gave a soft smile, as if recalling something nostalgic, and began to explain.
“In the morning, I was reading my fortune.”
“—Hah?”
“It said if I did something good, I’d have a lucky encounter. So, I figured I’d try doing a good deed.”
“…Are you screwing with me?”
“Of course not. By chance, the child I attacked turned out to be of a pure lineage. I was about to devour him too, but I held back with every ounce of restraint. Why? Because I’d just gotten a ‘good thing’ from fate, so I thought I’d follow through and do a good thing. Instead of killing Madoka, I put a curse on him—to kill Shuten Doji. I just wanted to see how it would play out, that’s all. And as a bonus, when I kindly delivered him to the Abe house, I figured I could feed on its people, since they lived under such a strong barrier.”
“…You—”
“My only miscalculation was meeting you, Shinonon. And the fact that the pure lineage worked too well on me.”
Ibaraki Doji smirked, stroking her lower belly.
“That day, I did eat the pure lineage’s flesh, but not all of it. Maybe that was instinct. The blood and meat that make us stronger can also turn poisonous if we consume too much. After meeting you, my body was so overpowered that for a while I thought I’d die.”
“Would’ve been better if you did.”
“How cold. Still, it’s fine. Since we’re going to be husband and wife, it’s only natural we should understand each other.”
“…Not a chance.”
Shinonome spat on the ground, his disgust as clear as day.
“I’m the chosen oni, you know. Stronger and more beautiful than Shuten Doji. Just look at my pathetic little sisters. Even after eating humans, they only go after criminals. Instead of prioritizing power, they’re busy worrying about human society. That’s not what an oni is.”
“…So that’s how you see it.”
“I ate and ate and kept on eating humans with blood as close to pure lineage as possible. And it was all… for you, Shinonon.”
“…Don’t screw with me.”
“Fufufu. That day, when you looked me straight in the eye, I felt destiny. For you, I’ll become the strongest oni. I’ll kill Shuten Doji, rule over Kyoto, and dedicate it all to you. No—not just Kyoto. I’ll take Japan, no, the entire world, conquer it, ravage it, rule it—and then offer it all to you. And then, with everyone’s blessing, you and I will be married!”
“…Nope. This oni’s broken.”
Shinonome realized there was no point in talking anymore.
Ibaraki Doji didn’t have some grand reason.
She was simply being an oni—driven by greed, whim, and raw desire. That was all.
And Shinonome had been the fool, trying to find meaning in her behavior, letting himself be strung along.
It was nothing but a farce.
“—Whoa, whoa, that’s way too heavy! Way too much! And your thinking is gross as hell! Trying to snatch congratulatory gifts from the entire world? That’s beyond shameless! I’m not paying a single yen for your wedding, dammitttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!”
Cackling behind her, Ibaraki Doji didn’t notice Natsuki standing there, Holy Sword in hand and ready to strike.
She didn’t panic or show fear—she just turned and yanked Madoka up as a shield.
But Natsuki didn’t hesitate. He swung anyway.
“—Wai—”
Before Shinonome could stop him, the Holy Sword slashed clean through both Madoka and Ibaraki Doji.
“DANGEROUS MAMMON MAMMON HYPER ULTRA KYOTO TOWER AGGRESSIVE FLASH JAPANESE FUJI GALAXY KAPPA HERO—Z SLASHHHHHH!”
〜〜Afterword〜〜
Holy Sword-san: “That name’s so lame!”
Chapter 70.5: Interlude — “Mukaijima Monster Agents, Right?” ⑥
“Sorry, we got delayed catching the mastermind behind this mess.”
“Forgive us, everyone!”
Ginko, Seishiro, Yoshimasa, Mammon, and Susanoo all managed to safely return to the ship Jack and Nancy were riding, now headed back toward Earth.
Jack and Nancy apologized, but for Ginko and the others, as long as they could return home safely, that was enough.
The hostages once held by the Dopnnyanya Pirate Crew were sent to a nearby planet by Jack’s friend—Bob Morales Wynn Darner Sutomii Makihara.
Apparently, the fact they’d been taken hostage had even made interstellar news, and their safety had been a major concern.
Back on their homeworlds, governments had been split over whether to pay ransom—no one wanted to bow to pirates, but they also couldn’t just abandon lives.
The freed aliens shook hands with Ginko and the others, saying, “We’ll never forget this debt. We promise to repay you someday.”
“I’m so done with space already…”
“Hahaha! Ginko, you’re hilarious. You know, Natsuki made an even bigger mess of things.”
“…Yeah, guess that’s what makes a Hero fresh from another world so terrifying.”
“Kazuto and Senju were both having the time of their lives too.”
“Boys are the woooooorstttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!”
It was a scream straight from Ginko’s soul.
When she glanced sideways, she saw Seishiro and Yoshimasa with their arms slung around each other, completely mesmerized by the breathtaking view of space.
Even Susanoo-no-Mikoto and Mammon had wide, boyish grins, their eyes sparkling like kids.
“…Seriously, boys are the worst. Anyway, I just wanna go home, take a shower, flop in the living room, and chug a cold beer.”
“Fufufu. Well, it’s not exactly a reward, but… how about some beer brewed on the moon?”
“—What did you just say?”
“It’s the famous brand that Lady Kaguya herself drinks.”
“…Wait. I think I just heard a name I definitely wasn’t supposed to, but… whatever!”
“Though, fair warning—humans who drink it sometimes have their lifespan extended.”
“Elixir! That’s basically an elixir! What the heck is in that beer?! Don’t tell me it’s just barley, hops, and water?!”
“…No worries. It’s all locally sourced—from the moon.”
“Yeah, that’s already terrifying! If Western witches ever find out about this, it’ll literally spark a bloodbath!”
As much as it pained her, Ginko gave up on drinking moon beer.
No matter how much she loved alcohol, a brew that might turn her into something beyond human was just too scary.
“Anyway, don’t worry about paying me much. I went way beyond what a police officer should be doing, but if I think of it as protecting the whole city of Mukaijima, then… yeah, I’ll call it a win.”
When it came down to it, Ginko was a good person.
In her heart, she knew—Natsuki would just laugh and say it was fun, without ever asking for a reward.
If anything, in this modern age, the sheer experience of flying a UFO into space and throwing down against actual space pirates was a reward all its own.
“…Still, for dinner, make sure it’s a 500ml can, okay?”
“Fufufu. Understood.”
Nancy and Ginko shared a laugh—
“Everyone! Brace yourselves and take shock position!”
Jack suddenly shouted.
“What now?!”
“—A wormhole! It wasn’t on the charts! D-Damn, we’re getting pulled in! At this rate we’ll warp to who-knows-where!”
Seishiro and young Yoshimasa scrambled into seats and buckled up, while Susanoo-no-Mikoto and Mammon clung to each other in panic.
“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!?”
And Ginko’s scream echoed across the cosmos.
〜〜Afterword〜〜
A sudden hint of… next volume?!
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