Chapter 46
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: Meeting
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This was the first time in my life I'd experienced something like this.
I couldn't even see Mino's movements.
The process was skipped entirely, leaving only the result behind.
In that brief instant, Mino had closed a distance of at least five meters and slammed a knee strike right into Hayes's face.
Paang!
A gust of wind pressure followed right after. It was because she'd exerted such immense physical force in such a short time.
The steamy haze inside the shower room cleared up completely. The hot vapor was swept away by the wind, sticking to the walls and ceiling where it condensed into water droplets.
"Kehuk!"
Only then did Hayes let out a scream mixed with a groan.
It wasn't that her reaction was slow. Everything had happened so fast that it just felt like she was a beat behind.
I couldn't even hear that groan properly.
My ears were ringing. The high-pitched beee was so loud that Hayes's voice came through only faintly.
"Euk, ugh!"
Plip plip.
Over Hayes's hunched back, as she curled up in pain, broken tiles rained down like a shower.
The physical force Mino had unleashed hadn't just shattered Hayes's nasal bone—it had created a spiderweb of cracks radiating outward, demolishing the shower room tiles entirely.
"Agyaaak! Kyaa!"
Hayes collapsed to the floor like one of those shattered tiles, then started shrieking like a little girl.
Well, she was a girl, so maybe that was normal.
Or was it? Things might be different in this world.
I had no idea anymore. I couldn't tell what was right.
"Fucking bitch! Aaaah!!!!"
Hayes clutched her face and rolled around on the ground. She must have been in agony.
"You fucking... fucking bitch...!"
But her durability was impressive, no doubt. Just staying conscious after taking a blow like that—from an attack straight out of an action movie—was worthy of praise.
"What the hell are you all doing?! Do you wanna get fucked up too?! Kill that milky boy right now!"
Hayes flew into a rage, barking orders at her gang.
They had the numbers advantage by far. If they all rushed in and beat the crap out of Mino, they might actually win.
But things took a weird turn.
Not a single one stepped up properly.
Even the unrelated squad members from other groups stood frozen, trembling in place.
They instinctively sensed the gap.
The overwhelming difference between creature and creature.
The divide between predator and prey...
"..."
But that incredibly formidable woman didn't push herself forward or seek the spotlight.
"You okay?"
She simply extended a hand to me.
So I could stand back up from where I'd collapsed.
And even as she looked after me like that, she worried about something odd.
"Your ears okay?"
Yeah, my right ear was still ringing. The eardrum, irritated by the wind pressure, showed no signs of recovering anytime soon.
"They're fine..."
"Good. That's a relief."
But in that moment, I realized something crucial.
This idiot Mino...
She'd held back on purpose, worried I might get hurt since I was right next to her.
Wait.
That was her holding back?
The air itself got torn apart?
"You shitty bitch, you dog bitch...!"
Anyway.
The fact that Hayes was still alive, grinding her teeth as she staggered to her feet, was purely thanks to Mino's mercy.
If she'd hit for real, it wouldn't have just been the nasal bone—her entire facial structure would have caved in.
"I'll kill you! You fucking bitch!"
Unfortunately, Hayes hadn't grasped that obvious fact.
She had no clue how lucky she was to be alive.
Or how strong Mino really was.
"You dare touch Black Rose!?"
And yet she spewed vulgar curses while invoking her childish little crime gang's name.
"You're done for. Training camp or whatever, I'll make sure you get properly buried!"
People with nothing to lose pull stupid stunts like that.
I had no idea how trashy her life had been. And we probably wouldn't cross paths again.
"Wait, can't we just all rush her together and win?"
"That milky boy struck first like a coward, so this is self-defense!"
But charging at Mino was never a smart move.
I was starting to feel sorry for Hayes and her crew.
Mino said nothing in response, just loosening up her body.
Beautiful muscles emerged on her pretty, refined frame—not overly bulky, perfectly proportioned. But you couldn't let that pure, innocent appearance fool you.
"Let's see who's stronger, you filthy beastkin bitch. Don't get cocky just 'cause you got lucky a few times...!"
They probably thought they had a shot. Hayes, furious beyond reason, gripped a sharp shard of tile in her right hand and swung it wildly.
"Come at me, you fucking bitch!"
It was plenty threatening to me. One wrong hit from that, and I'd be done for. Even a graze would be fatal.
But that only applied to a normal person like me...
"..."
To a pro like Mino, it wasn't even an obstacle. She'd dodge it all anyway.
Ignoring Hayes's screams of rage, she turned to face the four cronies behind her.
They outnumbered her plenty—enough to intimidate anyone.
But Mino vanished from my sight...
Kwajik!
...and drove her fist into the forearm of the woman on the far right. Not just me—no one could track her movements.
"Eok!"
A limp sound escaped as the woman's body floated into the air. Who knew a punch could launch someone that high?
Only then did their expressions harden.
They were finally realizing, a bit late, just how dangerous Mino was.
"I'll kill you all!"
Girls like Hayes, charging in with eyes rolled back in fury, were a dime a dozen. The type to screw themselves over from sheer pride.
But women like Mino were rare.
The reason she could lead this fight.
The reason she was stronger than anyone here...
Was her absolute lack of hesitation when wielding violence.
It was worlds apart from street punks harassing the weak for fun or status. Ordinary thugs swung fists for those petty reasons, but Mino was different.
No guilt whatsoever.
No revulsion or second thoughts.
They started from a different line entirely. The violence Mino unleashed was as natural as the laws of nature.
Like an apple falling from a tree.
Like water flowing from high to low.
Mino's fists simply pulverized her opponents. Nothing more, nothing less.
"O-over there!"
That's why I had to intervene.
Hayes's gang might be dumb, obnoxious trash, but if Mino killed someone in the training camp, it'd be a huge mess.
"No killing!"
Mino paused mid-fight and turned to look at me. She didn't need to listen that intently.
Did I even need to say it?
Seizing that opening, the thug-like girls rushed Mino, swinging fists.
They kicked, clung to her limbs, trying anything to subdue her...
"Ugh!"
"W-what the hell is this guy...?"
And yet,
not one landed a solid hit.
"Get out of the way, you useless bitches-!"
But one person—
Hayes, truly pissed now, planned to bury Mino with the terrifying weapon in her hand: the tile shard.
That bitch was utterly insane.
Even for Mino, failing to dodge a sharp fragment like that would mean a chunk of flesh torn away.
So I raised my hand,
aimed at Hayes...
Forced Orgasm Skill Activated.
Arousal Points: 14 → 9
...and created an opening in an instant.
"Hugik...!?"
Hayes couldn't withstand the sudden rush of orgasm.
No matter how tough a woman she was,
no matter how crazy the bitch,
that electric pleasure surging from her lower abdomen forced her to falter.
Thanks to that, Mino got her chance.
She flung off the three women clinging to her all at once, slamming them into the floor, clenched her fist tight...
Paang!
...and unleashed another punch that tore through the air.
"Hik, hiik."
Hayes squeezed her eyes shut, hiccuping. Following the fist that grazed her temple, cracks spiderwebbed across the wall again.
She'd shattered the tiles with pure wind pressure. That was practically a blast of qi.
"W-what..."
Hayes fumbled at her neck, checking if her head was still attached. Fortunately, she was still alive.
If that fist had hit her philtrum or face dead-on, her head would've parted from her body.
Mino had honored my request.
It wasn't about avoiding cleanup hassle. She'd just done a favor for her friend.
Instead,
Mino snatched the tile shard from Hayes's hand...
...and crushed it.
She gripped her fist tight,
and the hard shard crumbled into powder.
That alone ended the fight.
Mino was on another level,
and Hayes's gang couldn't beat her even in their dreams.
Step.
Thud thud thud.
In the silent shower room,
unexpected footsteps echoed from beyond.
Not just one or two. From the faint echoes, at least three or four.
Bang!
"W-what happened!?"
The first through the door was the Company Commander. Her face ashen, she stared in shock at the wrecked shower room.
"Oh no..."
"Company Commander!"
The Platoon Leader and instructors barely caught her as she clutched her neck, on the verge of collapse.
She must hate our company something fierce. We'd caused every incident under the sun, and now we'd even started a brawl.
"L-let go!"
But instead of venting her hatred at me, Mino, Hayes, or our company...
"Ah, oh dear... S-Senior! The t-trainees... they must've had an accident... Y-you don't need to see this..."
...she desperately groveled, glancing nervously at someone beside her.
Her teary-eyed, pitiful look was almost comical. One more push, and thick tears would've streamed down.
"I'm fine."
But the woman standing confidently beside the Company Commander didn't spare her a glance. She strode straight into the shower room.
It was a uniform I'd never seen before.
Yeah, more like formal attire than military garb.
Utterly different from the women I'd met here.
"In fact, isn't this perfect?"
A strange sense of familiarity washed over me,
followed by creeping dread.
"It proves they're exceptional talents, right? Isn't that so, Trainee Mino?"
And with it,
memories, faded to near nothing, began to resurface.