Chapter 2: Be careful or I'll call the police!
Enough digressions.
Ryouma recalled the plot of this doujinshi.
First of all, Yotsumoto Ryouka and Matsubara Ayumu were Childhood Sweethearts, and Ryouka was the captain of the karate club at Shiraoka High School, possessing considerable strength. The conflict this time was mainly because during the previous national competition, Ryouka had embarrassed the school of that blond delinquent, who then came to pick a fight.
It was also because of this encounter that Ryouka would later date this bespectacled college student, Aihara Yamato.
...If you thought this was the 'cuckolding' plot revolving around Matsubara Ayumu, that just shows how naive you are!
That's not it!
This Aihara Yamato is a fucking scumbag!!
To be precise, these blond delinquents and Yamato were in cahoots from the start! He orchestrated this 'hero saving the beauty' scenario himself, with the goal of getting close to Ryouka, making her fall for him, and then thoroughly toying with her body and mind.
Later, there would even be scenes where Yamato would make Ryouka wear a blindfold and 'serve' the blond delinquent while unable to see, while the poor Ayumu would be tied up watching such scenes through a live stream...
Damn it!
Ryouma's scalp crawled. When he found himself standing on the wrong street at the wrong time, he had somewhat guessed it might be 'transmigration', but he never expected to transmigrate into such an absurd world!!
...Fuck!
He had to think of something.
Cold sweat poured even more profusely down Ryouma's back, and goosebumps rose on his pale skin.
This scene could be called the 'source of all evil'. If he could do something here, he could sever the connection between Ryouka and Yamato, thus saving this poor pair of Childhood Sweethearts...
And.
Ryouma had to emphasize once more.
He was a Pure Love warrior! A die-hard Pure Love warrior!!
The only reason he was so familiar with NTR doujinshi was because he had made necessary sacrifices to understand enemy intelligence... He even watched NTR doujinshi with strong critical judgment!!
But no matter how much of a 'Pure Love' warrior he was, he couldn't just step out now and shout to Ryouka, 'Don't believe him, they're in cahoots!'
In Ryouka's eyes, Aihara Yamato—who had saved them once—naturally held higher credibility than the complete stranger Ryouma... Not only was he incapable of saving them, but there was even a chance they'd end up suffering a mixed-gender beating...
Direct action wouldn't work—she had to find an indirect way to save Ryouka...
"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now..."
On the other side, Yamato was already saying goodbye to Ryouka: "...If you're still scared, I can walk you home."
"No need..." Ryouka replied while supporting Ayumu, offering Yamato a charming smile. "I wouldn't want to trouble you, Mr. Aihara... My home isn't far from here."
"Haha, alright." Yamato responded cheerfully. "Even though we've just met, you don't need to be so formal—just call me by my name... Well, since I'm a few years older than you, how about you call me 'Yamato-nii'?"
"Mm..." Ryouka seemed somewhat shy, but out of respect for her savior, she softly parted her pink lips: "Yamato..."
Before the "nii" could escape her lips.
"Um..."
Another male figure emerged from the other end of the street... or rather, a boy. Ryouka guessed he was about her age, similarly a few years younger than Yamato. He was quite tall but somewhat slender, far less muscular than Yamato, more similar to Ayumu's build but significantly taller than him.
His complexion was pale, with faint dark circles beneath listless eyes, yet he was quite good-looking with an "idol-like" style. However, his expression appeared tense and nervous—probably having witnessed the earlier fight...
The boy hadn't stepped forward to help, but Ryouka didn't blame him. Moral coercion is meaningless, she thought to herself. Besides, this fragile-looking boy would only get beaten up if he intervened, and then they'd have another person to take care of... Thankfully, they had encountered someone as capable as Mr. Aihara this time...
This was Ryouma Kobayashi.
"...Kobayashi-kun?" Ayumu called out softly.
Ryouma didn't even hear Ayumu's quiet murmur. He raised his hand like a student asking to speak.
"Hm?" Aihara Yamato's eyebrows twitched.
This guy wasn't supposed to be part of his carefully laid plans.
"I called the police," Ryouma said.
"!?" Yamato's eyebrows twitched violently.
"I watched the entire 'fight,' but I was too weak and powerless to step in and help. Still, I called the police." Ryouma took a slow breath and continued, "If it were just an ordinary brawl, it might not be a big deal, but these guys brought weapons, even 'knives.' The police will likely treat it as a criminal case… Don't worry, these guys probably won't be able to bother you again for the next couple of years."
"!?" Yamato's eyebrows twitched even more intensely.
Ryouma cautiously glanced at the fallen 'delinquents.' Though they seemed to have passed out, some of them were already trembling at the shoulders.
"…But," Ryouma scratched his head sheepishly, "it might cause you a bit of trouble. Since I reported it, you'll probably have to spend some time giving statements. But it's nothing serious—just questions like your name, address, and maybe your relationships. It won't take long. Heh, someone like you, Mr. Aihara, might even get a 'Good Citizen' commendation."
"That's not really an issue…" Ryouka thought it over. She hadn't planned on reporting it, but since someone else had, it was for the best. After all, she was worried Ayumu might get cornered by these scumbags again. If this could put a permanent end to the problem, a little wasted time was nothing.
But for Yamato, it was different—especially when he heard "investigate relationships." If they looked into that, wouldn't everything be exposed?
This guy—
Yamato glared at Ryouma, who was timidly scratching his cheek, and wished he could knock him out with one punch right then and there.
The delinquents were growing restless too. They didn't want to end up in jail empty-handed. Besides…
"You bastard!"
The blond delinquent sprang up like a carp leaping out of water. His earlier collapse had been pure 'acting'—he hadn't actually passed out at all. "You said there'd be plenty of benefits afterward, even that I'd get to have Yotsumoto! How come it's not going like you promised? Only you get to enjoy the rewards!"
"…You!!"
Yamato was at a loss for words.
If the blond had kept up the act a little longer, he might have been able to find a way to mediate. But now, anyone could tell something was off!!
"Everyone, retreat! If we get caught, it's over!" the blond shouted.
At their leader's command, the 'unconscious' underlings all 'revived on the spot'…
Ryouka and Ayumu exchanged glances, completely dumbfounded.