Author : I am sorry for the delay. I had some work so i couldn't write the chapter...ahem! Anyways I know I have been following the Cannon loosely....*cough* Well exactly, but I didn't have a choice as the butterfly effect in that world would be too complex if I did so and I don't think I can Handel too much complex world building.
So, it was pretty hard to follow the Cannon as it is and intergret my own power system, but don't worry things are gonna get derailed quickly and I assure you that Yuuki won't miss a chance to finish of the villian or girl and leave an headache for future for sure.
And as a bonus i would be dropping five chapters Saturday so stay tuned.
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After the match ended, Yachiho Azuma didn't say a word.
She walked with Tenka beside her, but she didn't use her legs. She used teleportation instead because walking back to the dorm would have felt too long and heavy, especially with her head hurting and her heart feeling even worse. Her clothes were messy and loose, and she kept fixing her shirt while also wiping the sweat from her forehead, but her hands were shaking a little, so she couldn't do both properly at once.
Tenka Izumo stood near the window of the dorm room. She didn't sit down or look at Yachiho. She was just quiet for a while, like she was thinking about something deeply.
Yachiho finally managed to button her shirt the right way, and just when her hands stopped moving, Tenka's voice came out.
She wasn't shouting. She wasn't angry. But her voice felt sharp because it was serious and calm in a way that made Yachiho freeze.
Tenka:
"You should think about what happened. If it was a real battle… you would have died from that first hit."
Those words stayed in the air like a heavy fog.
Yachiho couldn't talk back. Her lips parted, but no voice came out because she knew Tenka was right. The punch was too clean, too fast. If there hadn't been a healing barrier and if Yuuki hadn't controlled his strength so well, maybe her nose would have been crushed or maybe… her head would have flown off.
She looked at her hand.
It was still trembling a little.
Tenka folded her arms now and looked out the window, where Mato's sky was covered with a strange, soft light that made everything feel colder than it really was.
Tenka:
"That man… Yuuki Wakura."
She spoke slowly now, like every word was being weighed.
Tenka:
"That was his first time fighting a person. And he didn't even use his full power. Yet he beat you with just one clean hit… that's interesting."
Yachiho didn't answer again. Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't know what to say that wouldn't sound like an excuse. She saw everything clearly now. Her big mouth, her long speeches, and her proud way of looking down before the match—it all gave Yuuki the opening he needed. And she didn't even get to use her Peach ability. She lost before it could even start.
Even though people say she acts like a bitch sometimes, she wasn't stupid. She knew this was a big failure. And she knew she had to learn from it, even if it burned her pride.
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Somewhere else, the air felt warmer.
While Yachiho was quiet in her dorm, the rest of the team was getting ready for the next match. But Yuuki and Himari were in a different world, one that had no battles and no pressure.
They were kissing.
Deep and slow.
Their lips moved like they were trying to speak without words, and their breath kept mixing because they didn't want to stop.
Mmf… Slrp…
Yuuki's hands weren't still.
They moved to her back, like they had a mind of their own, and slid down gently. Himari felt it. She opened one eye and looked at him, then smiled and closed it again, because it felt too nice to interrupt.
There was a funny feeling in her stomach.
It wasn't pain. It was more like when butterflies fly in circles because they don't know where to go. She liked it.
Yuuki's hands finally reached her butt.
They were soft and round, and his fingers sunk in like dough.
squeeze…
Himari let out a soft moan.
"Nnngh~!"
She bit his lower lip, and Yuuki bit her upper one right after, and it felt good to both of them.
Then their tongues met.
It wasn't messy, but it was wet.
Their tongues rubbed and danced and slipped against each other because of all the saliva.
Slrp… Glck… Slch…
But they had to breathe, so their lips slowly pulled apart.
Himari looked at him with half-lidded eyes. Her tongue was still out, and she was panting softly.
Yuuki's palms were still holding her cheeks. He spread them a little, just to feel the shape, then let go because he remembered the second match was about to start and he really didn't want to miss it.
Somewhere behind a wall—
A pair of green eyes had been watching them.
The yellow-haired girl's cheeks were red, and her hands were clenched.
Girl (whispering):
"So… this is what Commander meant by putting your body in line…"
Her heart was beating fast now. She imagined herself in Himari's place, and the image made her legs feel weak.
She was non other than shushu Chan who came to call them.
She took a deep breath, shook her head, and walked back to where the barrier was waiting for her.