Chapter 5: Teaching the Delinquent Girl a Proper Lesson (The Hard Way)
Hunting. It was an act utterly unrelated to me in my original world. Whether doing it or receiving it...
For someone like me, whose only experience with women was limited to what's on a monitor screen, it had always felt like a distant, impossible tale.
"Kyaa~ Even looking at it again, what a specimen. Check out those muscles. You must've trained like this to show off to someone, huh?"
But now that I was experiencing it firsthand, fear gripped me more than any anticipation. Her voice dripped with greed, and the hands groping my body were rougher than even Ajeta's, the guardswoman.
The reason that touch didn't feel entirely alien...
Yeah, I'd encountered guys like this before. The kind called thugs or delinquents. Back in school, they'd beat you if you didn't listen, beat you when bored, extort money...
"P-please, don't do this."
Maybe because it felt so familiar, I shrank back and spoke timidly. She cackled, licking her lips.
"Aw, anyone would think I'm up to no good~ I just wanna spend some cozy time with my big bro here."
The thug girl's grubby hands stroked my shoulders. Her whisper was soft, but laced with venom she couldn't hide.
"So don't resist for no reason and just behave~ Then I'll be nice to you~"
Damn, what the hell are the guards doing? Letting a thug like this set up shop in the middle of the street and harass a guy.
"Haa, fuck, this is turning me on so bad. No girlfriend, huh? How about we go a round right here?"
She groped my frozen form again, breathing heavily. As I stiffened, unsure what to do, she grinned and reached for the hem of her top.
"Don't let the looks fool you—I've got confidence in this body. Here, take a peek. Solid abs, right?"
With a flourish, she yanked off her top. The sight of her bare skin choked my breath.
Abs radiating far more healthy vigor than Jere-mi's or Ajeta's... And atop them, those two massive lumps of fat looked downright ferocious.
"Uh, uuuuh..."
"Pfft! Look at my bro, totally frozen. First time seeing tits?"
Not my first. But barely twice in my life. For a guy from modern society, a woman brazenly flashing her breasts at me felt utterly alien.
"Sheesh, don't tense up like that. This is the stuff that's gonna make you feel good from now on."
"W-wait a sec. Can you back off just a bit? I'm not ready yet..."
"Psh, ready for what? If our vibes match, we just vibe. Or do you hate me? I'm doting on you like this, and you say no?"
"Th-that's not..."
Relationships with women? Sure, they're great. My past experiences brought pleasures I'd never known.
But being forced like this? It didn't sit right. Especially by a woman who saw me as nothing but a sex object...
Slap!!
A sharp crack echoed as flesh met flesh. My cheek burned, and I realized too late she'd backhanded me.
"Fuck, I compliment your body and you start crawling all over me."
Her voice turned vicious.
"You rotten little shit, I offer to suck your dick and that's so bad? Be a man and shut up and take what a woman gives you!"
Slap, slap.
She slapped me repeatedly, one-sidedly. Through it, I felt she didn't see me as human at all.
Just a hot guy she spotted and wanted to fuck. When I didn't play along, she got pissed and treated me like trash.
"Oh? Staring me down now? Keep it up and I'll smack you again."
Irritated, I glared fiercely, but she just sneered.
Then she tapped her cheek with her finger, taunting me.
"Go on, hit me like your daddy would. Show me how good you are with those fake muscles~"
Snap. Something broke in my head.
Pure contempt for this bitch in front of me. Rage boiled, channeling into my fist.
Why the hell was I scared? Trauma from school bullies?
That was the past. I'd already taken down an armed bandit right after arriving in this world. Was I really gonna fear some gym-rat thug?
"You fucking bitch!"
I smashed my fist into her smug face. Thud! Her head snapped back.
"Gahk!"
My punch landed square on her face, shoving her off her feet and onto the ground. Not just falling—she tumbled several rolls before sprawling pathetically.
No way "gym muscles" packed that destructive power.
What the hell? Was my fist always this strong?
"Y-you fucking bastard...!"
Shocked, she staggered up. Blood streamed from her half-smashed nose, but she ignored it, twisting her ugly mug toward me.
"A man dares knock me down? I was being nice...!"
"W-wait. That just now was..."
"Guhk!"
She lurched toward me but wobbled, clutching her head in agony.
"Ugh, f-fuck. What's wrong with my body... F-fuck. You little shit. What'd you do to me?"
"Hey, you told me to hit you..."
"Shut up, you worm!"
Despite looking off-balance, she stubbornly squared up. As she swung her clenched fist, my body instinctively dodged sideways.
The next punch too. And the one after.
"F-fuck, you're huge but how are you this quick?!"
Tell me about it. I was surprised too. Old me wouldn't have reacted to attacks like that...
Not just my body developed—my reflexes upgraded too?
Whatever. She started it; no backing down. I dodged her punches and countered, slamming my fist into her gut and dropping her to the ground.
"Kehk! Y-you fuck...!"
"Raaagh!!"
Thump, thump! My fists rained down mercilessly on the thug girl.
No technique—just raw power, swinging wildly. I'd always sucked at fighting anyway.
"No! It hurts! Stop! Aaaagh!"
"Kahk! Aaak! W-wait! Stop... Guhk!"
After a few solid hits, she realized something was wrong and started resisting. As her struggles weakened, I paused. She scrambled away, clutching her wrecked face.
"Fuck, what the hell. A man doing this... Impossible..."
"Hey, how about we call it quits? Back off now, and I'll stop too."
Beating a woman as a man doesn't look good, right? Hoped she'd quit here.
"What? Quit!? After beating me like this!? Dream on!"
Instead, my words enraged her. Eyes rolling, she snatched a nearby brick. No more lust—just murder.
"Come here, you fuck! Let's see who dies first...!"
Damn, no choice. Figured I could handle it.
But then—
"Freeze."
A voice from outside the alley halted me. I glanced over.
A red-haired woman approached, backlighted by the sun. Her confident strides fluttered a cape, revealing only skimpy underwear covering her voluptuous body.
Wait, not underwear—armor. Bikini armor?
"I came because of the noise. What exactly is going on here?"
The scantily clad woman asked calmly. The thug girl, about to charge me, whipped around and yelled desperately.
"Y-you, knight! P-perfect timing! This guy's insane! I was being nice and he beat me to a pulp...!"
Thump!!
"Guhk."
Before she finished, a punch sent her tumbling. The bikini-armored woman, looking deeply displeased, growled harshly.
"I get the gist. You dragged this innocent man here and toyed with him. A woman using violence on a man? Have you no shame?"
"No, it's the opposite! That guy hit me... Kek!"
"Save your excuses for jail."
She stomped the thug girl's gut, knocking her out cold.
As I watched tensely, she turned to me, softening her gaze.
"Are you alright?"
No hostility. Her expression gentle.
"Y-yeah. Thanks to you..."
"Glad you're unharmed."
Realizing she was safe, I relaxed. She scanned around me and advised like a mentor.
"But wandering alone without escorts... Big cities like this crawl with lowlifes. Be careful on the streets."
"Ah, yes. Sorry. I'm new to the city..."
"An outsider, then. Must be tough adjusting... Hm, yes. This'll work."
She handed me something—a gem gleaming iridescently. Looked valuable for a stranger.
"Wh-what's this?"
"A gem infused with my mana. Linked to me, so I can pinpoint your location anywhere. Especially if you're in danger. While you're in the city, I'll come protect you anytime."
Basically a GPS tracker for bodyguard service. More insane than I expected—tension crept back.
"B-but we just met today. Is this okay?"
"No need to worry. Protecting fragile men like you is a knight's duty."
She hoisted the unconscious thug girl over her shoulder, then turned back before leaving.
"A bit late, but I'm Helia, knight serving Lady Renes, lord of this city."
"Ah, thanks for the help, Helia."
"Think nothing of it. May you find peace in this city..."
Her footsteps faded away. Once she was gone, I exhaled and glanced down at the bulge from released tension, muttering.
"Whoa, knight or pervert? Thought I was gonna bust a nut."