“Suzuki!”
The girl named Chihori, seeing her secret partner taken down by the Gloomy Man’s Shoulder Throw, hurriedly jogged over and crouched beside him.
“Are you alright!”
Seeing Chihori run over, Yuuma Tsugumu backed away a few steps with a dark expression.
Chihori supported the back of Suzuki’s head with one hand and grabbed his arm with the other, then used both hands to help him up.
“Whew… I’m fine… Chihori, stay back, don’t worry about me!”
“Suzuki…”
“This is a battle between men. A girl shouldn’t be dragged into this—”
Suzuki wiped his nose and moved his strained arm.
After feeling the pain subside slightly, he gently pushed Chihori away.
“If I back down just because my opponent is a bit strong, I won’t be worthy of standing by your side!”
Suzuki brushed back his hair and gave Chihori a calm smile.
He then turned to face Yuuma Tsugumu, taking a serious combat stance.
“Come on, Gloomy Man! You can’t defeat me!”
“Suzuki…”
Hearing Suzuki’s words, Chihori covered her mouth and began to sob, deeply moved.
“Go, Suzuki! Take down that bad guy!”
“Your support… I’ve received it!”
“Huh?”
Watching Suzuki get fired up actually left Yuuma Tsugumu bewildered.
‘What is with this sudden sense of Pure Love…? Is this how Yellow Hairs play these days?’
“Huh?”
Not only Yuuma Tsugumu, but even Akiba Sakura—who was still lying on the ground, not yet standing up—was stunned by Suzuki’s words and actions.
A wave of disgust immediately washed over her.
‘What is the meaning of this sudden Pure Love vibe…’
“If you won’t come at me, I’m taking the initiative!”
Suzuki frowned when he saw Yuuma Tsugumu hadn’t moved, but after his previous loss, he didn’t dare underestimate his opponent.
However, he knew a stalemate wouldn’t lead anywhere.
Feeling the power Chihori gave him from the sidelines, he decided to attack.
“Take this! Witness my Pegasus Meteor Fist!”
At that moment, Suzuki pushed off with his legs, raised his clenched fist, and charged toward Yuuma Tsugumu.
This punch contained his expectations for the future, his love for Chihori, and his refusal to compromise with the forces of evil!
‘I see it…’
Suzuki’s eyes were determined; it felt as if time around him had slowed down.
‘I see the key to victory!’
“You idiot… don’t try to justify NTR actions…”
Yuuma Tsugumu shook his head.
Just as he was about to move into a stance to parry the punch, someone suddenly rushed past him.
They were so fast that they left only a blur.
“?!”
To Yuuma Tsugumu’s shock, Akiba Sakura had already appeared in front of Suzuki.
“You… you are?”
Looking at the pale face that had suddenly appeared before him, Suzuki was momentarily entranced…
The next moment, Suzuki felt a sharp pain in his jaw.
His eyes rolled back into his head, and he collapsed onto the ground.
“…”
“…”
Standing on opposite sides, Yuuma Tsugumu and Chihori both froze as they watched Akiba Sakura knock Suzuki unconscious with a single flying knee.
“Suzuki, you did well. It’s a pity you took a wrong turn at the very end…”
After knocking him out, Akiba Sakura looked down at the twitching Suzuki with a hint of regret in her eyes.
‘I admit, you really did reach the final stage of an NTR—capturing a girl’s heart. But you actually abandoned the most important ingredient in the NTR process—the Sense of Immorality!’
‘When you slowly discard the Sense of Immorality and the thrill, choosing instead to protect your insignificant pride… you turn NTR into something so bland. Your failure was inevitable…’
“Su… Suzuki!”
Chihori finally snapped out of it and rushed to Suzuki’s side.
“Suzuki, are you okay?!”
—
“Hehe~”
“Sigh…”
“Why are you sighing? We didn’t even get punished by the school~”
On the walk home, under the twilight streets, Akiba Sakura and Yuuma Tsugumu walked side by side.
Along the way, Akiba Sakura’s mood seemed quite relaxed, while Yuuma Tsugumu maintained a sour face.
If not for that sigh, Akiba Sakura might not have noticed his mood.
Normally, if Suzuki and Chihori had chosen to report Akiba Sakura and Yuuma Tsugumu, they would have faced some kind of disciplinary action.
Fortunately, what Suzuki and Chihori were doing couldn’t stand the light of day.
Furthermore, if they reported it, all four of them—except perhaps Chihori—would have been punished.
So, after Suzuki woke up, he suggested they act as if nothing had happened.
Although Yuuma Tsugumu, as a Pure Love Warrior, was dying to give Suzuki two more punches, he agreed to the proposal since Suzuki was the only one who had been physically beaten.
After all, if he really got a disciplinary record, he wouldn’t be able to avoid a lecture from his family.
“I’m not sighing because of that.”
“Oh?”
Akiba Sakura stopped in her tracks.
“Then what is it about?”
“…”
Yuuma Tsugumu didn’t answer, but he also stopped.
He looked over at a nearby, empty playground.
“…”
Suddenly, Yuuma Tsugumu grabbed Akiba Sakura’s wrist and pulled her toward the park—
“???”
Yuuma Tsugumu’s grip was strong enough to make Akiba Sakura’s wrist feel uncomfortable.
“What are you doing! Why are we going there…”
Yuuma Tsugumu led Akiba Sakura to a brick wall used to separate the park from the street and pushed her against it.
Feeling her back hit the wall while Yuuma Tsugumu stood right in front of her, the pressure from their difference in size instantly overwhelmed Akiba Sakura.
“What are you… doing?”
“…”
Yuuma Tsugumu pressed both hands against the wall, trapping Akiba Sakura between them.
He leaned down slightly toward the girl, as if making sure she couldn’t escape.
‘Kabe… Kabe-don?’
The term instantly flashed through Akiba Sakura’s mind.
However, due to the aura and pressure Yuuma Tsugumu was emitting, Akiba Sakura couldn’t feel any of the positive emotions usually associated with this position in romance novels.
Instead, she felt a wave of fear and nervousness.
“Tha… That…”
“…”
Yuuma Tsugumu stared intensely at Akiba Sakura, who looked like a cornered rabbit, and finally spoke.
“Hand it over.”
‘Hand it over?’
Akiba Sakura’s brain stalled the moment she heard those words.
‘Hand… hand it over? Hand what over? Is it because of what he saw on the rooftop… and now… he’s feeling… some kind of pent-up… desire?’
“Ha… hand over what? My… my panties? I’ll give them to you right now…”
Akiba Sakura’s eyes were spinning in circles, and her hands reached for the hem of her skirt with mechanical numbness.
However, Yuuma Tsugumu immediately grabbed one of her hands.
His tone was a mix of irritation and a bit of helplessness.
“I’m talking about the key! The Spare Key to my room!”
“Eh…?”
Saying it is crazy, actually trying to remove your panties is even crazier, the perverted protagnist tag really didn’t lie to me.