An arrogant and ear-piercing voice broke the originally peaceful and beautiful atmosphere of the park.
[Ding! Special mission issued: Harem King's Dignity!]
[The Harem King's dignity must not be provoked! Please turn the villain who challenged the king's dignity into a castrated pig to prove the king's power!]
[Completing the mission will grant a new skill: 'Capitalist']
[Note: Capitalists possess vast amounts of money. You will obtain a large amount of bearer overseas assets and can mobilize a cash flow of one trillion yen at any time. Meanwhile, Capitalists are thick as thieves; all the Capitalists in Japan will protect you!]
Kenji heard the system prompt and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
What the? This is so overpowered?
One skill directly turns me into a tycoon. With this terrifying economic strength, even building a Seika Girls' Academy wouldn't be difficult, right?
When the time comes, wouldn't the entire school become his pleasure paradise?
Kenji thought secretly to himself, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation.
At the same time, six or seven thugs suddenly surrounded them. The leader was the blond guy from before.
At this time, the blond guy was accompanied by a red hair girl. She wore revealing clothes and heavy makeup. One of the blond guy's hands was on her shoulder, kneading her full breasts, with a lewd smile on his face.
Seeing this, Shinomiya Natsuha's expression toward the blond guy immediately became even more disgusted.
She frowned and was about to stand up to scold the blond guy's group, but Kenji grabbed her hand, signaling her to sit down.
Kenji's eyes were full of confidence and determination. He said softly, "It's okay, leave it to me."
Although his voice wasn't loud, it sounded full of power, making Shinomiya Natsuha feel incredibly at ease.
Kenji stood up confidently, his gaze sweeping over everyone like a sharp sword, finally stopping on the red head .
She looked average, nowhere near as beautiful as Shinomiya Natsuha; her figure was just relatively plump.
Searching his memory, there was no female lead who looked like her. She was probably just a minor character.
In that case, there was nothing to worry about.
Kenji clenched his fists, his knuckles immediately cracking. The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet park.
His eyes were full of coldness, like a predator about to strike.
"Huh?"
The blond guy was stunned. He hadn't expected this guy not to beg for mercy.
Doesn't he see the situation? Seven against one, the advantage is all mine!
"Since this park is quite secluded and there's no one around, why don't you all come at me together!"
Kenji beckoned them with his finger. His actions were full of provocation and disdain. Seeing him so arrogant, the blond guy was even more furious.
"You bastard! Go! Everyone, go! I'm going to beat you until you kneel and beg for mercy today!"
The blond thug roared angrily, his voice echoing in the park like a furious beast.
At his command, the seven thugs rushed forward at once, swinging their fists and pouncing on Kenji.
It was seven against one. How could a mere student resist?
The blond guy was already confident of victory. He opened a can of beer and tilted his head back to drink, looking so arrogant as if he had already seen Kenji kneeling and begging for his life.
At this moment, the blond guy's eyes were full of pride and mockery, as if Kenji was already in his grasp.
However... the girl he was holding in his arms pulled his collar somewhat flusteredly at this time.
"Shi... Shika-kun..." The gal's voice trembled slightly, her eyes full of fear and panic.
"What's wrong? Did that kid kneel and beg for mercy?"
The blond guy wiped the beer from the corner of his mouth and turned his gaze back to the front.
However, the sight he saw left him dumbfounded.
"H-How can this be!?"
He widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.
The seven thugs he had brought were all clutching their stomachs and falling to the ground, unable to get up!
Their faces were full of pain and fear, and their bodies were trembling constantly, as if they had experienced a terrible nightmare.
"How is this possible! What did you do!"
The blond guy roared angrily, his eyes full of horror and confusion, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
"What did I do? Just one punch per person."
Kenji said coldly, his eyes full of disdain and ruthlessness.
Great strength, extreme speed, and super-fast reaction time—when all attributes reached the peak of humanity, the current Kenji was undoubtedly a so-called "monster"!
With one punch each, he knocked them all down. These useless thugs had no power to fight back at all!
"Now, it's your turn!"
Kenji looked coldly at the blond guy, his eyes full of killing intent and ruthlessness, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.
"Don't—no!" Seeing the other's unfriendly gaze, the blond guy immediately lost all will to fight.
His legs trembled uncontrollably, his face full of fear and despair. He quickly knelt on the ground and pleaded, "I was wrong, brother—no, Big Brother! From now on, I'll follow your lead! Big Brother!"
His voice was full of sobs, like a criminal about to be executed.
"Screw you!"
Kenji kicked him directly in the crotch. His movement was swift and decisive, without any hesitation.
Only a "crack" was heard, as if something had shattered.
The blond guy clutched his crotch in pain, rolling on the ground and letting out miserable screams.
At the same time.
[Ding! You have obtained the skill: 'Capitalist']
With this sudden system prompt, a massive amount of information flooded into Kenji's mind like a tide at this instant.
This information was complex yet organized, including asset details of multiple overseas companies, ranging from procurement lists of office supplies to real estate holdings; bank card account passwords and the corresponding huge wealth figures; and even the private phone numbers of some politicians.
Kenji narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint smile playing on the corners of his mouth as he quickly digested this information.
He took out his phone, his fingers sliding quickly across the screen, and dialed a number.
The other end responded quickly. Kenji said a few words concisely and then hung up.
Not long after, the sharp sound of sirens came from the street. Two police cars rushed over like lightning and screeched to a halt by the roadside. The doors opened, and several uniformed police officers quickly got out. However, the cunning and ruthlessness in their eyes betrayed their identity as anything but righteous.
These were corrupt cops kept by politicians.
Kenji remained calm. He walked up to the lead corrupt cop, pulled him to a relatively hidden corner, and whispered a few words.
The corrupt cop was slightly stunned at first, then a flattering smile appeared on his face, and he nodded repeatedly.
Soon, these corrupt cops went into action, roughly dragging the troublemaking thugs into the cars.
As for the fate of these thugs—whether they would be sunk into the cold, dark sea to become food for fish and shrimp, or made into feed for unknown livestock—Kenji didn't know and didn't care.
In short, he knew in his heart that he would probably never see these people again.
Meanwhile, the red hair girl stood there in a daze, not taken away by the corrupt cops.
Kenji spared her life for the time being.
It seemed she had inadvertently overheard the conversation of the corrupt cops and knew the tragic end the thugs were about to face. Now, looking at Kenji again, her eyes were full of extreme fear. She had completely collapsed on the ground, her pants soaked with urine from incontinence, emitting a pungent smell.
Kenji frowned, a look of disgust appearing on his face.
Tsk, scared to the point of peeing herself?
He took two steps closer, looked at the girl's face from a short distance, and silently gave her a score—around sixty or seventy. She had an average appearance. As for taking her into his harem, forget it; he found her lacking.
"Do you want to live?" Kenji asked coldly.
"Yes... yes! Please... don't kill me..."
She imediately shook like a sieve, her voice sob-filled. She had clearly heard what those corrupt cops said before they left—that they were going to sell those thugs to an underworld organization that buys human organs, to harvest their organs for profit.
Just thinking about that bloody and terrifying scene made her body shake uncontrollably, as if death were already at hand.
"That depends on whether you can get things done. Do you know Kurashiki Reina?" Kenji stared at her with sharp eyes and asked.
"Re... Reina?" The girl reacted quickly and instantly understood what Kenji wanted. "I, I know her! She and I are good friends. If you want her, I can..."
Kenji quickly reached out a hand and covered her mouth. Shinomiya Natsuha was still not far behind him. It wouldn't be good if she heard this; it would be troublesome if it caused unnecessary misunderstanding.
"Then add me on LINE. I'll contact you then." Kenji let go and said indifferently.
"Yes!" The dark-skinned gal quickly agreed, scrambling to take out her phone and add Kenji as a friend.
LINE is equivalent to Instagram; it's a common social software used in Japan and Korea for daily communication.
After adding him and getting Kenji's permission, the red hair girl immediately fled in panic, as if a monster were chasing her.
Having settled this matter, Kenji patted the dust off his clothes, tidied himself up, and turned back to Shinomiya Natsuha.
Shinomiya Natsuha was still standing there, her eyes filled with a hint of alarm and confusion. Obviously, the series of events that just happened was too shocking for her.
"What's wrong, Shinomiya-san? Were you scared?" Kenji asked gently with a smile.
"I... um, sorry... I lost my composure. I just didn't expect Classmate Kenji to have such strength..."
Shinomiya Natsuha lowered her head slightly, a blush creeping onto her cheeks, as she spoke with a trembling voice.
Shinomiya Natsuha really couldn't imagine that Kenji, who seemed ordinary just now, had shown such powerful means and influence in the blink of an eye.
"It won't do without strength. In that case, one wouldn't even be able to protect the girl they like, right?" Kenji looked at Shinomiya Natsuha with an affectionate gaze and said softly.
Um... Shinomiya Natsuha felt her face burning again, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.
Protect the girl he likes... Didn't Classmate Kenji just protect her?
Could it be...?
Some beautiful fantasies couldn't help but surface in her mind, and her face became even redder.
Um... I feel my heart thumping again!
No, be calm, I must be calm!
Shinomiya Natsuha kept telling herself in her heart, trying to steady herself.
But then, Kenji suddenly said, "By the way, Shinomiya-san, do you have a boyfriend? If not, I wonder if I have a chance?"
Um—
Shinomiya Natsuha, whose heart rate was almost reaching its limit, said flusteredly, "It... it's already... late! Classmate Kenji, I... I have to go to the station to wait for the bus—"
She really didn't know how to respond to Kenji's confession, so she could only choose to escape.
"Eh? Is that so? It's clearly still early. What a pity..."
Having said that, Kenji didn't force her to stay. Instead, he stood up and very gentlemanly took Shinomiya Natsuha's hand, saying with a smile, "Then I'll walk you to the station. I'll leave after I see you get on the bus."
"Okay..."