Chapter 1: A D-Doujinshi World?
The weather wasn't hot.
Ryouma's profuse sweating had nothing to do with the temperature, even though the sun overhead was blazing.
"Spring? No, it should be 'December' right now, but this temperature..."
Ryouma muttered to himself.
And why was there a sun? He had clearly gone downstairs at '11 PM' to buy snacks at a convenience store.
He walked along a clean street and arrived at a brand new... clean street.
Although the scenery had changed slightly, it was still bathed in gentle sunlight, completely mismatched with the time '11 PM'.
"Where have I ended up? A dream? Wait..."
Ryouma's thoughts were utterly chaotic.
Right, right—maybe he should find someone to ask... He quickened his pace, planning to leave this street and find a passerby to ask what was going on. The sudden shift from midnight to broad daylight could be due to his biological clock malfunctioning, or it could be... an omen of 'the world ending'.
Ryouma reached the street corner.
The scene he saw when he peered out was almost identical to the previous two streets—quiet residential houses, a gentle breeze, comfortable temperatures, everything neat and clean, with not even a speck of trash in the corners beneath the utility poles.
However, on this street, he finally saw people.
Not just one, but a group.
To be precise, it was 'two groups'.
They were divided into two factions.
One faction consisted of a boy and a girl.
The other faction had far more people, roughly seven or eight, led by a man with tanned skin wearing a floral shirt. He had unbuttoned his sleeves, revealing a sturdy chest, and wore a gold chain as thick as a pinky finger around his neck. His earlobes glittered, likely pierced with earrings.
And he was a blond homewrecker.
Behind him were males of similar age, some holding knives, others gripping objects resembling golf clubs—all could be collectively termed 'weapons'.
On the boy and girl's side, the boy was thin and short, hiding behind the tall girl.
The girl wore a JK uniform, her jet-black long hair tied into a high ponytail. Her neck was as pale and slender as a swan's. Though she pressed her lips tightly and glared warily at the blond man before her, it was still evident she was a rare 'beauty'.
The two groups were in a standoff, their eyes practically sparking with electricity. It didn't seem like a situation where Ryouma could casually approach and strike up a conversation.
Huh? Are they going to fight? Ryouma was slightly stunned.
Just as Ryouma was caught in a dilemma, the blond man spoke first:
"Yotsumoto Ryouka, captain of the Shiraoka High School karate club!! You humiliated me in front of the entire nation! I'll make you pay back double for that!!"
The girl called 'Yotsumoto Ryouka' pursed her lips and smiled disdainfully:
"Is this revenge for losing in the national high school tournament? How pathetic... to be such a sore loser!!"
"You little bitch!" The blond man's face contorted. "You're gonna pay for this!"
With that, a swarm of people surged toward the slender girl, mercilessly swinging their weapons!
Yet Ryouka moved with extraordinary agility.
First came the golf club, swung like an ordinary stick in a downward chop aimed at Ryouka's head.
Ryouka sidestepped, her skirt fluttering.
A knee strike!!
It landed with full force in the stomach of the golf club wielder. She possessed strength disproportionate to her frame, and the club holder immediately groaned, looking as if he were about to vomit bile.
Ryouma noticed a sneaky figure circling behind Ryouka, arms spread wide, attempting to use a 'lock technique' to restrain her movements.
But Ryouka was a step ahead. She raised her head and threw a punch, the back of her hand striking the ambusher's nose bridge. Instantly, blood spurted from his nose!!
Incredible.
Ryouma hadn't been much of a delinquent and rarely had the chance to witness fights. Seeing the girl's swift and precise movements, he couldn't help but marvel at how Ryouka could be called an 'expert' in brawling.
But even as the girl held off two or three attackers single-handedly,
"Uwah!"
She was too far to assist the boy.
With just one punch from the blond, the boy was struck on the side of his face. He cried out in pain, staggering backward!
"Ayumu!!" The girl's focus wavered with worry. Glancing briefly, she dodged another attack and leaped several steps to the boy's side. "Ayumu, are you okay!?" She tried to help the boy, who had curled up like a shrimp.
"Guh..." The boy gritted his teeth, saliva dribbling from the corners of his mouth, looking utterly disheveled.
"Matsubara Ayumu?"
The blond sneered as he approached. "We did gather intel that you, Yotsumoto, had a 'Childhood Sweetheart,' but we never expected him to be so weak."
"Damn it... stay away from Ayumu!" Ryouka shielded the boy.
The blond and his injured companions closed in, forming a semicircle that pushed the two toward the wall.
From his hiding spot at the end of the street, Ryouma could see that Ryouka could hold her own and even gain the upper hand, but she couldn't easily secure a victory. She had no spare hands to fend off a fourth attacker, especially since the blond's group far outnumbered just 'four.'
"Yotsumoto... I'm gonna make you pay!" The blond grinned maliciously, spreading his hands wide, his fingers wriggling in a lewd manner.
"That's enough!"
Just as the boy and girl were cornered, a sturdy man appeared from the other end.
He moved with incredible speed. No sooner had he spoken than he was already behind the blond, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and flinging him aside like a chick!
Everyone was stunned.
The others, caught off guard by the ambush, rushed toward this bespectacled, well-built man!!
"Hah!"
The bespectacled man let out a sharp cry, actually repelling all the delinquents who tried to restrain him!!
His speed was astonishing. After shaking them off, he clenched his fists and struck them one by one in the face! A single punch was enough to send each previously boastful delinquent to the ground, unable to get back up.
Though the delinquents were numerous, with the bespectacled man fighting like this, the outcome was decided in an instant.
When the boy, the girl, and Ryouma turned around, everything was over.
The delinquents were all lying on the ground, some still groaning "Ugh...", while others had already passed out.
The bespectacled man swept a contemptuous gaze over these delinquents, then walked over to Ryouka's side. With a gentle smile, he extended his hand: "Are you alright? Can you stand up?"
Ryouka was slightly stunned, then nodded. "I'm fine... but Ayumu..."
"I-I'm also..." Matsubara Ayumu tried to force herself to stand up, but her pained expression made it clear she was anything but 'fine'.
"My name is Aihara Yamato. I'm a college student living nearby." The bespectacled man smiled and adjusted his glasses. "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen anymore."
Like hell nothing will fucking happen!!
Ryouma, clinging to the wall, screamed in his heart. He remembered now!
Isn't this a character from "Tooi Kimi ni, Boku wa Todokanai"!!
This this this this... this is the world of a manga!!
...And what's more, it's an 'erotic doujinshi'... and what's more, it's a typical 'NTR cuckold doujinshi'!!