Chapter 145: Nue, Pi, and Baku
While listening to the conversation outside, Haruto activated his Instant Illusion talent, once again disguising himself as a harmless high school student.
Opening the front door, Haruto hadn't yet figured out how to make the other side take the initiative, but the moment Miura Akira saw him, he loudly declared, "Lord Nue, this is the guy. As long as we kill him, those two powerful women will definitely show up on their own."
Haruto gave the blond-haired boy a strange look. So the reason they could mobilize supernatural beings so quickly was indeed because of women...
But this actually saved him a lot of trouble.
At this point, Haruto couldn't even be bothered to maintain his timid act anymore, simply silently examining these uninvited guests.
There wasn't much to say about Miura Akira and the other ordinary SPs - they were just here to lead the way and clear the area, otherwise the Takamine residence would have already been trending on social media from the crowd of onlookers.
The main focus was the three B-rank supernatural beings. Besides 'Lord Nue' standing with Akira, the other two had also gotten out of their vehicles.
Judging by appearance, all three were adult males. One was tall and muscular, still wearing only shorts and a t-shirt in January, his bulging muscles straining against the fabric.
Another wore gold-rimmed glasses with gloomy eyes, giving off the vibe of a refined scoundrel.
The 'Lord Nue' beside Akira actually looked the most like an ordinary office worker—the type you'd lose in a crowd.
During his previous investigation, Haruto had only checked their names and power levels. Now observing them personally, he discovered all three were yokai.
Even if they weren't pure-blooded yokai, their yokai bloodline concentration was quite high.
Haruto wasn't particularly surprised by this. Among Japan's local supernatural forces, humans consisted mainly of exorcist families and temples.
The "demons" they exorcised were actually local yokai.
As for devils, fallen angels, angels, and even brave warriors—these were all considered foreign forces.
Over the past few centuries, these foreign powers had long surpassed Japan's native supernatural forces.
Even the most powerful nekomata, the cat demon, had been taken to the devil world as a child by devils and raised as a familiar.
This was exactly what happened to Koneko and her sister Kuroka.
Compared to the vastness of the world, Japan was just a tiny island nation. No matter how strong its supernatural forces became, they couldn't compare to external powers, making this invasion unsurprising.
Discovering they were yokai made Haruto even less concerned.
After all his investigations, he had come to understand the general situation of this chaotic supernatural world.
Besides the three factions of devils, angels, and fallen angels, only the dragon tribe and humanity could still hold their own.
The dragon tribe because of their individual strength, humanity because of their massive numbers—the brave warrior clan's power was just an added bonus.
Of course, this was only the situation in Japan. With Haruto's current capabilities, understanding the entire world's situation was still beyond him.
The so-called entire world included not just the human world, but also the demon world and heavenly realm.
Looking even broader, the infinite universe beyond this world also contained life and factions.
While Haruto was examining them, the three yokai were also carefully observing Haruto.
Having built his company to such scale, Miura Kazuya and his subordinates weren't fools—they had conducted thorough investigations before making their move.
But aside from Haruto currently studying at Kuoh Academy and his parents having disappeared years ago, they hadn't uncovered any other useful information.
Rias and Sona worked together to suppress the information. Apart from some female teachers and students at the inner academy who coveted Haruto's dual cultivation abilities and remained fixated on him, most people had stopped paying attention to Haruto after two semesters.
At most, when they saw him surrounded by numerous beauties, they would secretly fantasize with envy and resentment.
It was precisely because of the many beauties around Haruto that three B-class Yokai had arrived all at once this time.
Like Akira, they shared a common hobby—they enjoyed stealing others' partners.
In other words, being cuckolds.
With their status and wealth, they certainly didn't lack women. After playing around with too many women, they sought excitement.
What could be more thrilling than taking someone else's woman?
Especially powerful female warriors who had lovers.
Conquering strong, arrogant women right in front of their suffering partners—this kind of thing made their souls tremble with ecstasy every time.
After a long standoff, the gold-rimmed glasses-wearing man with the strongest perception ability, whom Akira referred to as Lord Nue, a B-class Yokai, said, "Yamabiko, Kuma, this kid is just an ordinary person. However, there are several women inside with very powerful auras. It's just unclear what their relationship with this kid is."
With Haruto deliberately concealing his strength, it was normal for these guys to be unable to see through him. It would be strange if they could.
Kuma, who was clearly brawny but simple-minded, said directly, "No matter who they are, let's capture this kid first."
They didn't know how strong the people inside were, but taking a hostage first was always a safe bet. Whether it was for later blackmail or to make their opponents hesitate, it would come in handy.
As he spoke, the muscular Kuma walked toward Haruto. He grinned menacingly and said, "Not bad. Besides Young Master Akira, there's actually such a tender-skinned boy. Don't worry, as long as you behave, I won't hurt you."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the men present felt a chill run down their spines. Especially Akira, who seemed to recall some terrifying experience. His entire body trembled uncontrollably like a sieve, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
Facing the muscular man's lecherous gaze, Haruto almost couldn't resist slapping him to death.
Fortunately, the other party moved quickly, otherwise he wasn't sure if he could keep up the act. That kind of gaze was just too disgusting.
"That Kuma... after all these years, he still has this taste..."
Yamabiko looked helplessly at Baku beside him and sighed, "Even though he's tasted delicate little beauties, why does he still enjoy being penetrated?"
"If he likes being penetrated, he should at least find someone more robust. Why does he always go for these frail types?"
Baku watched as the muscular man closed in on Haruto and couldn't help but complain.
Hearing their conversation, Haruto felt another wave of disgust. Being gay was one thing, but actually being a bottom...
He glanced sympathetically at the dazed Akira. Although he didn't know the specifics, judging by Blondie's condition, even if they hadn't gone all the way, it probably wasn't far from it.
When supernaturals wanted to deal with ordinary people, the methods were just too many.
A simple illusion spell could make Akira mistake the muscular brute for a sexy woman and actively thrust forward to initiate an attack.
Just then, a large hand the size of a palm fan shot toward Haruto's neck, moving so fast that the air whistled with a "whooshing" sound.
But in Haruto's eyes, this level of speed was like watching a video slowed down several times—he could dodge it at any moment and counterattack at his leisure.
Yet he didn't evade. Having waited so long, this was precisely the moment he had been anticipating.
Though the opponent hadn't launched a direct attack but instead adopted a grappling posture, since they were putting on an act, Haruto could certainly exaggerate his performance to fully cement this "pretext."
Just as the muscular man's hand made contact with Haruto's skin, Haruto's entire body abruptly flew backward.
With a loud thud, Haruto's back slammed against the wall, creating a spiderweb of cracks.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Though the hand should have been aiming for his neck, the palm print ultimately appeared on his chest.
None of the people present had time to react, especially the muscular man Kuma, who stared blankly at his outstretched hand, completely unaware of what had just happened.
Before the other side could figure out what was going on, Haruto casually shook himself off, patted the dust from his clothes, and wiped the ketchup from the corner of his mouth.
"Reina, you got it all recorded, right?" he called out behind him, ignoring the grim expressions of Kuma and the others outside the door.
After more than half a year of interaction, Haruto had grown much closer to Reina and the others, and they now addressed each other by their first names.
Moreover, since this was his first time in this world and he had decided to claim them exclusively, he couldn't keep calling them by their surnames forever.
"All done."
Reina, wearing a loose white T-shirt, gave a thumbs-up and cheerfully handed the camera to Haruto.
"Haruto, can we make a move now?"
The more combative Yukina had already rolled up her sleeves, ready for action.
While reviewing the footage on the camera, Haruto replied nonchalantly, "Yeah, if the ordinary people don't get in the way, don't kill them. As for the rest, do as you please."
He had specifically called the girls together earlier, partly to explain that this time, blood would be shed.
As for how many of them would actually be able to do it, Haruto wasn't sure, but he felt the girls wouldn't disappoint him too much.