Chapter 152
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 152
Chapter Title: Arrogant Lady (2)
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I couldn't close my mouth as I stared at the woman who looked like a madwoman with her hime-cut bangs.
Honestly, how could I?
That insane figure of hers and that crazy way of speaking.
Okay, fine. Even the dress—I could understand that much.
Sure, it was over-the-top, but someone like her could pull off wearing something like that (no, she couldn't).
But why the hell was her hair in a Japanese hime cut instead of rolls or some European style?
And not heels, but sneakers? What the actual fuck?!
'She's a real nutcase.'
The truth was, what really terrified Takuya wasn't her speech—it was how she confidently flaunted that utterly unbalanced madness without a care.
People usually worry about others' stares. Especially the herbivore Japanese, as some general once put it—they're even more conscious of the eyes around them.
Of course, that outfit was so bold it bordered on insane, the kind of antisocial fashion no one could argue against calling it crazy.
She should be drawing stares from every direction, and she probably was.
But this woman named Yui didn't give a damn about those looks—she acted like they didn't even exist.
This wasn't something you could achieve through effort alone.
It was a talent.
The talent to ignore others' gazes and create your own world.
Something akin to what you see in superstars, you know?
Of course, separate from that talent, I just couldn't shut my mouth at her apocalyptic style.
How could anyone see that and not gape?
I was so shocked by this character that I half-lost my mind.
A little while later, I felt my head clearing up.
Yeah, well, people have all kinds of styles, right?
I used to show off my chest like some wannabe cool soldier back in the day.
Eh, probably the same deal.
'Better than that menhera type who shows up later, I guess.'
Anyway, it might be fine?
As I spun that infinite positive loop in my head, Takuya's innate otaku circuit kicked in.
No, honestly, it was more like my brain short-circuited from the incomprehensible sight, leading to idiotic thoughts.
'Personally, she'd look way better with roll buns...'
If that wasn't a moronic thought, what was?
Takuya thought that to himself and decided to greet this mad-concept lady first.
It was Yuzuke's request, but since we'd be getting up close and personal, a greeting was in order.
"Papa, how have you been faring so well all this time?"
"...Yeah, well, I've been fine. But you called me Father earlier—why Papa now..."
"That's a relief."
I watched the woman named Yui greet her parents like that.
Damn, it was mind-bending.
'I get why Nozomi held back on describing her now.'
How do you even put a lunatic like that into words?
Takuya thought that inwardly, watched Yui exchange greetings with her family, and chimed in at an appropriate moment.
"Haha, hello. I'm Yui, right?"
As I greeted her, this Yui girl turned to me with a condescending gaze.
"Oh my, Father, since when did we have a commoner in our home?"
Her words left me so flabbergasted I nearly lost my hair.
The word "commoner" really rubbed Takuya the wrong way.
There were several reasons, but mainly because he'd seen how the nation's power core viewed the common folk.
And because he'd been a powerless commoner himself, forcibly drafted and thrown onto the front lines.
No, he'd suffered even worse than that.
So Takuya hated the term "commoner."
Sure, fine. I don't mind when people self-deprecate like "us commoners."
That's just introspection.
But if some politician or chaebol brat says "commoners are like this, so they can't..."
I'd probably smash their forehead in until it caved.
Who do you think you exist because of? Why say that crap?
So why bring it up now?
Simple reason.
'Fuck, it's been ages since someone pissed me off this much.'
Her "commoner" remark had gotten under my skin.
You might say it's just that, but I've always despised chaebols and old-money families.
It's a complex, the jealousy and burning desire for what I don't have.
Anyway, for those reasons, her "commoner" jab really set me off.
"Haha, I'm Mori Takuya. I'm here today to be your partner at Yuzuke's request."
With superhuman patience, I held back from decking her.
Deep down, I wanted to punch her right in the womb, but the 1 billion yen dangling in front of me—and maybe Buddha's intervention—let me endure.
Of course, oblivious to all that, she continued.
"Father, is that true?"
"...Yeah. But could you drop the 'commoner' bit—"
"Oh, I had no idea a commoner would be my partner."
She just smirked and dug at me more.
I simply smiled.
1 billion yen was enough to make anyone smile.
Seeing me hold back like this, she grinned innocently, like some naive girl who knew nothing.
-Snap!
No, precisely—she snapped open her fan to hide her face, but it was obvious she was sneering.
"Since it's Father's request, I'll specially permit you to be my partner. But nothing beyond that~? Ohohoho!!"
Her tone confirmed it.
This bitch was looking down on me.
Staring at the crazy girl who kept calling me a commoner, I vowed.
Even if I had to use every ability at my disposal today.
'I'll crush this bitch.'
Yes, I'd wreck her.
While Yui remained unaware, Takuya's rage ignited.
After that shocking encounter with the Tohomu family's eldest daughter, my schedule was much like Nozomi's—nothing special.
Just a greeting, then dining with Yui and the rest of the Tohomu family.
Amusingly, Nozomi's husband was still absent from the table, and Aiko's husband glared at me like he wanted to kill me on the spot.
This meal was definitely blander than Ayaka's mom's cooking, but I enjoyed it for a moment.
Pondering how to crush this fourth-dimensional miss.
I had options.
Like pounding her flat with my massive cock, or hypnotizing her into a perverted dance.
But that wasn't what I wanted.
I wanted to shatter the pride of the girl who'd called me a commoner.
'Is there a way?'
As Takuya mulled it over during the meal, he rummaged through his subspace pouch and felt a spark when his hand touched something by chance.
'Ah, right—that method!!'
Takuya's mood lifted at the thought of tormenting her with a tool after so long.
Today's play would have to be something special.
A short while later, after finishing the meal and changing clothes, I and this arrogant miss ended up in a room that mixed Western and Japanese styles.
The reason was obvious: sex.
Honestly, the room's imbalance was driving me nuts too, but that wasn't the point now.
I had choices.
Hypnotize her into humiliating acts, or dress her in exposure gear for outdoor shame play.
Not bad, but I had no clue how this fourth-dimensional girl would react.
'No, she's just too unpredictable.'
So, I needed something even she couldn't comprehend.
And what I had in mind matched that intent perfectly.
Namely.
'Time stop!'
Fuck her using that illogical, otherworldly power of time stop.
More precisely, tease her to bits with it.
Takuya thought that and called out to Yui, who was leisurely sitting on the bed.
"Yui, before we start, is there anything I should be careful about?"
At my words, Yui snapped her fan open with a whoosh and slowly fanned herself as she replied.
"Nothing much to watch out for—just finish quick. I have skincare before bed."
I grinned and nodded.
Yeah, I'd send this arrogant miss packing well before evening.
Though I'd be staying here much longer than that.
Takuya thought so and pressed the watch in his pocket.
-Click.
As soon as he did, the arrogant expression on her face froze.
No—the entire world, including this arrogant miss, stopped moving.
At that realization, I smirked more vilely than before and muttered.
"Alright then, let's see how well our arrogant lady holds up. Heh heh."
Now it was truly my time.