"Bastard!! You rotten bastard!!!"
"That woman! That damn bitch—!!"
"Hiss—"
Ai Kitakami's kick had been brutal. Masaru Ooshika hadn't recovered even by noon. With a foul expression, he rushed to the restroom, pulled down his pants, and began a frantic inspection. This was a man's most precious appendage, his very lifeblood.
What if something went wrong?
"Seems okay... Damn it! It still hurts a bit... especially when I get an erection, the pain is even stronger..."
A miserable howl soon echoed through the men's room, startling all the other guys inside, who quickly fled. "Did something seriously happen to him?!"
"Goddammit!! If something is really wrong, I swear I won't let that woman off! I will never forgive you, Ai Kitakami!!"
It sounded like powerless rage, and his conviction was weak. Regardless, the blond-haired Masaru Ooshika was facing the biggest crisis of his life.
He had never suffered such a physical and mental blow. That gyaru, Ai Kitakami, had given him the most cruel lesson. The words she spoke in the hallway, the look of utter disdain in her eyes, the dismissive attitude—it all made Masaru feel a profound sense of humiliation.
However, thinking back, he decided Ai Kitakami was exaggerating. Saying that Alex has strong endurance, can handle over ten women at once? He absolutely refused to believe it!
What a joke! How could any man do something like that? Does she seriously think he's a monster? Hiss, ouch, ouch, ouch... I need to find some ointment when I get back.
With that thought, he opened the door and saw Alex entering from outside. Masaru's eyes narrowed, and the surging anger instantly vanished, replaced by a fearful shrinking of his neck.
I couldn't even beat a gyaru, and my balls are still throbbing. If Alex hit me again... Forget it, forget it.
Hah, what good is being strong in a fight? A man never relies on that to conquer women. That damn gyaru was boasting about how strong, how big, and how long you last, right? Well, let me see if the legend is true.
Masaru awkwardly twisted his body and cautiously peered over. Alex, standing at the urinal, lifted an eyelid, turned his head, and gave him a glare. Is this guy crazy?
FUCK!
Masaru Ooshika failed to notice Alex's hostile look. His pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints, as if he had seen something unbelievable. His mouth hung open in shock, unable to utter a sound.
Alex seemed to understand what was happening. His lips curled into a smug grin, and a look of pure audacity spread across his face. "Heh, surprised?"
"Y-You—no way! How could I possibly be surprised..." The blond stuttered.
"Want to compare?"
"..."
Masaru Ooshika's face turned beet red. He wanted to say something encouraging, but nothing came out. Is this guy a monster? That woman, Ai Kitakami, actually spoke the truth. It's really that huge.
However, what almost made Masaru Ooshika's eyeballs pop out was that the already enormous thing was actually expanding even further, slowly swelling. The blond stared, looking utterly terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Th-Th-This!!!"
What the hell is this thing?! Why, why is it still getting bigger?!
Even the terrifying strength Alex displayed yesterday didn't shock Masaru as much as this sight! The blond watched with wide eyes as it swelled to more than twice his own size, and then stretched, bent, and contorted...
It shifted through various sizes, lengths, and shapes.
"M-MONSTER!!!"
Screaming, Masaru Ooshika nearly passed out. He looked like he had seen the devil and rushed out, letting out a wretched cry. Alex smirked, returned it to normal, and tucked his sword back into its sheath.
Comparing with me, huh. Tch. He was satisfied that the new ability he bought yesterday, Transformation, had such an effect. Although his original size was certainly respectable, it was still within the realm of a normal human. It wasn't quite at the level of a monster or something non-human.
But with this ability, he had infinite possibilities and confidence, he could even compare sizes with a giant dragon.
After all, for some non-human females, human size might not be enough to satisfy them... Ehh, am I already thinking that far ahead?
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"Alex, you're so slow! Why did the bathroom take so long?"
Returning to the classroom, Alex saw Ai enthusiastically waving at him. Chiaki and Makoto Himeyama were sitting at the desks they had pushed together, and Natsuha Shinomiy was there too.
"Nothing, I just ran into an annoying jerk and wasted some time."
As Alex sat down, Ai Kitakami helped him open his bento box and said, "An annoying jerk? Was it Masaru Ooshika, maybe?"
"Huh? How did you know?"
"We were just talking about it," Makoto took a bite of her rice ball. "Ai ran into him earlier, too. He tried to get handsy with her, and she gave him a good kick."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Alex frowned. I would have taken the opportunity to beat him up just now.
"I didn't get a chance, and besides, I didn't lose," the silver-haired gyaru waved her small fist. "I'm a gyaru. No one can bully me. But speaking of him, that jerk has his eyes on Natsuha-san."
Natsuha Shinomiy smiled reservedly. "He tried to touch me a few times, but after I taught him a lesson, he's been a little more obedient, though he still bothers me often."
Ai Kitakami hadn't been very fond of Natsuha Shinomiy initially, but after this incident, she wasn't as confrontational as before, though she was still a little jealous. "That guy was also bold enough to claim you're not as good as him. So, I told him about your amazing eight-hour nighttime battle record, Alex. Shouldn't you praise me?"
"..."
Alex's mouth twitched, and he gave her a thumbs-up. "Well done."
Eight hours?
Natsuha Shinomiy listened with wide eyes, quietly swallowing. "Ai-san, eight hours... that must be fake, right? How could it be that exaggerated?"
"Hmph, Alex is just that incredible. For him, that's normal operation. Remember, there are only two kinds of men in this world: Alex, and everyone else."
Seriously, Ai, is it okay for you to praise me this much? You're making me blush.
"Although Ai is exaggerating a little—after all, there are other super-powered people in the world—Alex really is that amazing," Chiaki said, her cheeks turning pink. She blushed shyly. "Every time, it's just so satisfying."
"Exactly! Alex is incredible. Every single time, he sends us to heaven," Makoto Himeyama nodded in agreement. "We took the day off yesterday because we were completely exhausted from battling all night..."
"Okay, you girls have said enough! You shouldn't talk about this stuff in public."
Alex interrupted them in exasperation.
"What does it matter? We're all girls here."
Tsk, they always turn into perverted women when they get together. But do you girls realize what you're doing? Look at Natsuha-san's expression! You are personally dragging a love rival into the fold!
Alex felt Natsuha Shinomiy's fiery gaze fixed upon him, intensely hot, and he quickly lowered his head to eat his rice.
That is the look of a lustful woman. Terrifying!