Against a petite girl like Yuzuba Ri, whether pinning her down or charging forward, the thrill would be unmatched.
Yuzuba lay on a bed, legs bent back behind her head in an X-shape, her toned midriff bare and clear. A kung fu girl's flexibility could definitely pull this off!
The vivid imagery in Suze's Demon Brain made him salute, his dominant aura igniting Yuzuba's feminine hormones.
They couldn't help but entwine passionately.
Yuzuba's leg hooked around Suze's waist.
If uninterrupted, they'd have staged a grand show right there.
But this was the fighters' tunnel.
Noisy footsteps approached.
Kurapika and the girls rushed in, their concerned gazes scanning Suze like X-rays, voices overlapping.
Kurapika: "Boss, you okay?"
Sakura Yamauchi: "Ze-kun, thank goodness you're fine!"
Yoshino Yorita: "Suze, we won! Total victory!"
Yukino Yorita: "Suze, you alright?"
Hana Uzaki: "Wahh, Suze-kun, I thought you were done for!"
Sora Sena: "Boss, that floating combo was epic! How'd you do it? I need to know!"
Reiko Sena: "Epic? Uh… yeah! Boss, your punches could make ghosts cry. So strong—I wanna learn!"
Reiko's cultural knowledge was a solid zero since elementary school, clueless about idioms. Watching Suze dominate, unscathed, only amplified her awe.
Men's underworld fighting was on another level compared to women's. Soku Toma's kicks were terrifying, yet Suze took them without a scratch.
"Suze, who's she?" Yoshino turned to Yuzuba.
Hana and Sakura, clinging to Suze with teary eyes, looked up at her words.
"Hi… hello," Yuzuba said awkwardly, waving.
What a mess.
Her thighs were practically drenched.
"Who's she?" Sakura sniffled.
"A fan, Yuzuba Ri," Suze said to Kurapika. "I'm forming a women's fighting team. She's in. Oh, and she's got some debt—handle it."
Kurapika nodded. "Got it. Let's get you to the infirmary."
Yoshino snapped to. "Yes, infirmary first."
Surrounded by the girls, Suze headed there, passing Jinguji Ramen Shop's crew.
Hina Hongo's radar-like gaze locked onto Suze, her cute starry eyes brimming with a smile—but like black holes filled with battle lust and killing intent.
Suze met her stare.
Their eyes sparked, clashing briefly.
But the moment passed as their groups moved on.
"She's a fighter, right? If she wins, isn't she Suze-kun's next opponent?" Hana asked, glued to his arm.
Sakura, on his other arm, huffed. "No way! Suze-kun, drop out in round two!"
Suze, buzzing with battle fever, laughed. "Relax, I'm fine."
Sakura pouted. "Big talk! Without me holding you, you'd collapse!"
Yuzuba, trailing behind, muttered, "He's standing fine. Even lifted me. If not for you all, my pants would be gone…"
They reached the infirmary.
Dr. Hajime was waiting. After the exam, he marveled, "Suze has only bruises—no broken bones! His organs are healthier than most!"
Suze shrugged. "Told you I'm fine."
He was quietly amazed.
The War Demon Bloodline was unreal, worth every Desire Point.
"No way!" Yoshino gasped.
She'd seen Soku's kicks hit Suze.
"Boss, did you bribe Soku?" Sora Sena gaped.
As a fighter, she knew the weight of Soku's kicks. Even if Suze were steel, he should be shattered.
"Sora, you don't get it!" Reiko, clueless beyond fighting, grinned smugly. "Live a few more years, and you'll see. For meathead fighters like me and Boss, taking hits without injury is basic."
Sora's mouth twitched. You know what a human body's limits are?
Kurapika caught Suze's subtle glance and said, "Enough joking. Let's go so Boss can rest. Hana, you too, or he won't sleep."
Suze yawned on cue. "Gonna nap here. So tired."
The girls left promptly.
Suze's rest trumped everything.
Once alone, Suze checked the system. The girls had given over a thousand Desire Points, Yuzuba alone contributing 580—just from a kiss, no deeper spark.
A pleasant surprise.
More girls were definitely a net positive.
Suze turned to Dr. Hajime. "Got any high-dose anesthetics? Elephant-tranquilizer level?"
Yujiro Hanma could shrug off lightning but fell to tranquilizers—hardly the ultimate creature.
Suze wanted to test his weakness, letting his bloodline adapt and evolve.
Early fusion was the best time to erase flaws.
"For yourself?" Dr. Hajime's eyes lit up.
"Yeah, need a good sleep," Suze replied.
"Great!" Dr. Hajime rushed to prepare.
Without consent, he couldn't draw a Kengan fighter's blood. But if Suze was unconscious…
Studying this godlike body sent shivers through Dr. Hajime's mind.
The anesthetic was injected.
Suze thought he could resist with willpower, unlike that weakling Yujiro. He was wrong.
"Crap!"
Drowsiness overwhelmed him, drowning his consciousness.
In a critical moment, he activated his Surface-Underworld Walker talent, shifting to the underworld.
The Kurashiki house was safer than the infirmary.
Forget hidden enemies—Dr. Hajime, smiling at him, was the "Dissection Demon"!
Even with a hundred guts, Suze wouldn't dare sleep here.
A mad doctor's frenzy rivaled any fighter's.
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