Heavenly Sky Divine Fist: Extreme Thrust
"W-Wait! Stop! I said stop it!"
Chills raced up her spine as the tentacles slithered over her skin. The monster's ooze covered her youthful face and the voluptuous body that contrasted so sharply with it. She strained with all her might, but her limbs, bound tight by the tentacles, wouldn't budge an inch.
"Eek! Eeeek!"
A tentacle glided between her breasts like a caressing hand. The creepy texture made her want to scream. Meanwhile, another one began creeping up her leg.
"Heh heh, oh yeah~ What a sight. Makes all this worth it."
Seo Yura glared at the man—no, the monster in front of her, eyes narrowed in fury. She tried to act tough, but she couldn't stop the tears welling up in her eyes.
"You trash! What the hell do you think you're gonna do with me?!"
"Hm? Eat you up nice and tasty, obviously? Ahh, first time tasting the soft flesh of an academy girl. Can't wait."
"You're insane..."
The monster's lecherous gaze dropped to her uniform skirt. Yura jolted in shock, trying to clamp her legs shut. But the tentacles held firm; she couldn't move a muscle.
"I-If you touch me, my parents and the academy won't let you get away with it!"
"Heh heh, by then it'll all be over, so don't worry, baby. The pain'll only last a second."
Yura swallowed dryly without realizing it. What was she supposed to do in a situation like this? Pretend to submit and buy time?
No! I'm the daughter of a great hero! I won't yield to some pathetic fear like this!
She gritted her teeth. Her body might get defiled. She could end up as this creep's plaything. But she wouldn't hand over her heart to a monster like him. Her virginity wasn't preserved for something so trivial.
"...Fine then. Try it."
"Huh?"
"But I'll remember your ugly face crystal clear. I'll chase you to the ends of hell and rip it off."
Surprised by her defiance, the monster's eyes widened for a moment. He probably never expected a kid he'd threatened to act like this. His expression twisted oddly.
And then—
"Puhahaha! Hahahahaha!"
He threw his head back and burst into roaring laughter. Yura winced at the mockery dripping from it.
"W-What?! What's so funny?!"
"Ahh, yeah. I've seen plenty of types like you."
The monster kept laughing as he spoke, like he was genuinely amused—too amused to bear.
"Stuff like, 'Do whatever you want, you bastard!' or 'You can't dirty my heart! I won't submit to scum like you!' They all put on this tough front even though they're scared shitless. Just like you right now."
Yura's shoulders twitched. It was exactly what she'd just resolved to herself.
"Those types? A few 'lessons' with this, and they all drop to their knees, begging."
A slimy tentacle shot out and licked her neck. The horrific sensation nearly made tears spill over. But she squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.
"Don't make me laugh! I'm different! I'm the proud daughter of heroes!"
"Heh heh, don't worry. You'll be honest soon enough."
"Shut up! I won't give in to a monster like you—"
Riiip!
Suddenly, the tentacle on her neck lashed out. It tore her uniform blouse straight down the front without hesitation. Her large breasts, wrapped only in her bra, were exposed defenselessly.
"Ah..."
A chill swept over her bare skin. Yura's body began to tremble. It had nothing to do with reason or pride. No matter how pissed she was, she couldn't deny the reality pressing in on her skin. The terror of being violated crushed her slender shoulders.
Tears welled up in her eyes. Why did she have to go through this? She'd just been working hard at the academy. Despite all her efforts, she was utterly powerless against overwhelming strength. Why did she have to lose her first time to a monster like this?
"Oho, nice. They looked ready to burst even through your blouse, but up close? What perfect baby-makers. With tits like these, you must've gotten them from a prime mother."
The word "mother" made Yura lift her head. Yeah, she was the proud daughter of a hero. She'd inherited blood from someone who'd conquered battlefields you couldn't even imagine. This was nothing!
"...Please."
"What?"
"P-Please... don't do it... I beg you..."
But that resolve crumbled in vain. Her quivering lips spat out words of surrender.
"Please... spare me... I’m begging you. Please stop the tentacles."
Tears dripped down her cheeks. It couldn't be helped. Pride or whatever, she was still just a student. Not everyone had the iron will of a Kim Yujin or Kim Cheolsu. And Yura was a delicate girl. How could she not fear the gruesome fate playing out in her mind?
Whether the monster cared about that was another matter entirely.
"Kyahahaha! Ahh, perfect! Perfect! But way too quick! Aww? At least you'd have been fun if you'd held out once before breaking!"
"Ugh, hngh!"
"Don't worry. You're my type, so I'll go easy. After three rounds, you'll be the one begging for it."
Three tentacles extended from beside the monster. Yura shook her head at the sight, as if pleading for them to stop—as if praying to a god.
But the tentacles didn't halt. They closed in right up to her face.
"No... don't, please..."
Finally, the tentacles began invading her most intimate places. They ravaged her soft, pale flesh mercilessly. Overwhelmed by unbearable humiliation and fear, Yura squeezed her eyes shut.
"Please... somebody save me..."
BOOM!!!
A deafening roar exploded right then. The overwhelming impact sent the monster's body and tentacles flying in an instant. Yura's body dropped into the air.
Someone caught her gently midair.
...Huh?
She couldn't process it for a second. Had a miracle really happened? Who would challenge a monster like that? The police? Or a hero who'd gotten her call?
"You okay, class prez?"
A familiar voice pierced her ear. She cautiously opened her eyes.
There stood the guy she'd been thinking of just moments ago.
"Kim Yujin?"
"Yeah. Glad I wasn't late."
Kim Yujin smiled as he said it. Yura couldn't comprehend the situation at all. Why was he here? And how had he saved her?
Her dazed gaze finally drifted to Yujin's head—more precisely, to the fresh crimson blood trickling down.
"Y-Your head! It's bleeding!"
"Oh? Yeah, guess so. Didn't have time to block rushing over."
Yura stared blankly. Only then did it fully sink in. Yujin had slammed into that monster with his own body to save her.
...Why?
She was the one who'd said goodbye first. She'd been the one to quit training. She'd turned her back first. No matter the circumstances, it could be called betrayal.
Yet why had this infamous brutal heir of Heukcheon, this cold-blooded successor, come to her rescue?
The ruthless heir set her down gently.
"Why... did you do that? It's dangerous for you too..."
"I'm fine. This barely hurts. More importantly—"
Yujin turned casually, speaking nonchalantly. It was the back she'd seen countless times during training. But now, it felt impossibly broad.
"Gotta deal with the bastard who almost got you filed under adult content first."
The monster rose to its feet. It was grotesque and massive, even up close.
"Haa."
Yujin sighed at the sight. Honestly, this was the first time his body had taken a hit. Sure, he'd charged in without guarding out of panic, and he'd held back for her sake. But this thing was definitely stronger than an ogre.
He was a little scared, to be frank.
"Grr... How dare you interrupt at the best timing...!"
Dozens of tentacles sprouted from the monster's body, forming a massive arm. It swung at Yujin like a giant's fist, mercilessly.
"Y-Yujin! Dodge!"
Yura cried out, but Yujin stood still. He just clenched his fist.
Then swung it the same way—and collided.
FWOOOM-BOOM-KRAAACK!
A simple punch. Nothing more. Yet the monster's arm exploded off like it'd been hit by a cannon.
"Wha...?"
The monster muttered in shock. Disbelief flooded its eyes. The drug he'd taken was Dr. Jekyll's creation, and this body was his masterpiece.
Or so it should have been. So why was his arm flying off? Shouldn't he be pulverizing that cocky brat?
"What? Senpai said this alone would blow away most guys."
"You bastard! You bastaaard!"
The monster lost it and charged. Even without skills or other attacks, that bulk was intimidating. And it was so gross looking, it turned the stomach just to see it.
...But class prez is behind me, and smashing up the place would waste taxes too.
Yujin assumed his stance, having decided. First time using it in real combat, but senpai said his body already remembered all the techniques. All that was left was to infuse his will.
He took the basic attack posture and gathered his power.
What the hell is that...?
From behind, Yura's skin prickled. He'd only just gotten into position. Hadn't even put real force into it yet.
Still, an immense power radiated from him. As a sensor type, she felt the overwhelming presence more vividly than anyone.
Is this Kim Yujin's true strength?
She'd thought she knew him pretty well. Training together, she'd figured his potential was huge and she'd helped make it even greater.
What an idiot. What the hell was I deluding myself with?
Kim Yujin was a vast ocean. She'd just been a few drops of water falling into it.
"I'll kill you! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! KILL!"
Yujin glared at the charging monster. The air hummed, the ground sank. Yura didn't need to watch to know the outcome.
The fight was already over.
"DIEeeeeeee!"
Yujin thrust his fist toward the black monster.
Geukjin Jireugi
BOOOOM!
A hole punched straight through the monster's body amid the thunderous boom. That was it.
The frozen monster, as if time had stopped, collapsed. Yujin silently withdrew his arm.
Simple. Almost anticlimactic.
Amazing...
A breeze swept through the street now free of the rampaging monster, as if nothing had happened here. Silence fell as the dust from the clash scattered.
Kim Yujin, standing still, turned around.
"Class prez."
The man who'd saved her called her name.