It was almost a pitch-black night, not a star in sight. Midnight now passed and almost nobody is awake at this time.
Well, except for workers working overtime and are now heading home with dead, exhausted looks in their eyes.
One ordinary looking woman with bright red hair tied in a ponytail with some bangs let down and dead fish hazel brown eyes was walking home, trying hard to hold back a deep yawn from coming out.
"With the progress I'm making, the project should be done within the week. That should earn me the bonus and a weekend off. Should I have a celebratory drink when I'm done?"
As she was heading home, she passed by a seemingly empty park.
*Raaaaaa!!*
"Hm?" She blinked, her dead-fish hazel eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to process what she was seeing.
In the middle of the empty park, under the dim moonlight, a young man, half-naked, sweatpants barely clinging to his hips, toned muscular build glistening with sweat... was enthusiastically swinging a wooden baseball bat at... nothing?
'Wuuh?' Her brain short-circuited for a moment.
*Bonk!*
"Hahahaha! That all you got?! Ora!"
*Bonk!* *Bonk!*
He was shouting, swinging wildly at a massive monster with a white mask for a face; which exploded like a watermelon. His sweatpants slipping dangerously low with every motion, revealing way more than she ever wanted to see of a stranger at midnight.
A small girl in black robes was darting around him, waving what looked like a katana at other several looking monsters and occasionally shouting something that sounded like made-up spells.
The woman stood there for a long moment, brain sluggish from overtime.
She then looked around, trying to find any cameras or crew nearby; thinking that they were filming or something.
Nope. There was nobody else.
"....I must be more tired than I realized," she muttered to herself, rubbing her eyes. "I'm even seeing something straight out of an anime. Too much coffee and not enough sleep is going to do that, I suppose."
She glanced back at the two in the park, the battle intensifying with beams of red, blue, white, and pink constantly shooting off.
She watched for another few seconds as the young man, seemingly inexhaustible, kept on fighting despite having several monsters jumping on him. All of them having no masks.
Her expression slightly changed as she saw how... utterly vulgar some of those monsters looked.
And something straight out of an action movie, the guy had a serious expression on his face as he raised his baseball bat over his shoulder.
He then swung it around, and in a perfect circular line of attack, he popped every single one of their heads off!
When that happened, yellow lightning circulated throughout his body as if it were natural!
"Strike 6—no, wait. Strike 7! You're all out!" He let out a devilish laugh, striking a pose with his bat.
The woman yawned deeply, eyes watering.
"Yeah... I'm just... I'm just gonna go."
She turned away without another thought, continuing her tired walk home while muttering under her breath about project deadlines and the dangers of energy drinks.
Behind her, the battle continued for a little while longer before the park finally fell quiet again.
.....
Back in the park, Zenkichi lowered The Bonk, breathing hard, sweat dripping down his bare chest.
"I think... that was the last one," he panted.
Rukia sheathed Sode no Shirayuki with a tired sigh, "Yeah, I'm not detecting any other dark energy in the area. Plus, your spiritual power is settling down now so the "scent" of a newly awakened has likely disappeared now."
Zenkichi nodded in agreement and looked to the direction of his house.
"So, we're done here now? Is there nothing else? Cause I want to go back home and check on Medaka-chan."
Rukia hesitated for a moment. There was a lot of things she wanted to say, to try and explain to him the supernatural world, but also many questions! Like where did he get that bat that suspiciously feels like a Zanpakutō? And why did his body start emitting lightning?
But she understood that he was worried about his girlfriend.
She nodded and replied, "I understand. I shall accompany you home, in case any stragglers would come follow you."
Zenkichi looked surprised, then gave her a small, tired smile.
"Thanks, Rukia—"
"Oh? What a fascinating spiritual power you have there~"
The expression of Zenkichi and Rukia changed, a shiver ran down their spines.
They both turned around to face the source of that voice, only to find that the world around them had inexplicably changed!
Everywhere around them had turned barren and ruined.
The familiar park had vanished, replaced by a desolate wasteland of cracked earth and crumbling stone structures under a blood red sky. Ancient-looking ruins stretched endlessly into the distance, and the air felt thick, heavy, and unnaturally warm, carrying a sickly-sweet scent that made the stomach churn.
"What? What's going on here? Where are we?!" Zenkichi looked around in apprehension, his grip on his bat slowly tightened.
'This place...' Rukia looked around with a solemn expression, she held her sword's handle. "It's the first time I'm seeing this place. But according to the records I've read a few years ago, this place should be the Magano!"
"Magano?" Zenkichi repeated with a questioning gaze.
Rukia nodded and explained, "It's an alternate world filled with an immense amount of negative emotions of humans; creating Kegare(Impurities), the enemies of Exorcists."
"Holy shit, Exorcists exist?" He looked at her in surprise.
She looked back in surprise. "What? You didn't know they existed? I could've sworn I heard that they went public. They even have an island from what I've heard."
Zenkichi shook his head in disbelief. He has heard of some rumors about people going around and exorcising ghosts in the city, no, the entire country to be exact.
He never took it seriously, since the ones who said those were delinquents and thugs with not so good reputation.
"Well isn't this a great haul~ Not only do I get a delicious looking human, I even caught a Shinigami! Kyehehehehe~"
The voice's owner stepped gracefully into view.
She was a bombshell of a woman with short, messy platinum hair, two small purple horns protruding from her head, and striking heterochromia; one bright yellow eye and one vivid green with completely black sclera. Her skin was a smooth, dark tone. She wore a revealing, form-fitting black outfit with glowing green accents: a tight crop top that barely contained and covered her enormous, heavy breasts that completely revealed down the middle with a strange kuji-kiri pattern over her midriff, she wore simple black panties with a hole on it, and matching black stockings with green ruffled trim.
Every step she took, her enormous breasts jiggled enticingly.
As a man, Zenkichi subconsciously glanced at her tits with wide eyes.
'Dayum!'
She smiled, slow and predatory, one hand resting on her wide hip while the other playfully twirled a strand of her platinum hair.
"Now, we could do this the easy way or—"
"Tsugi no mai, Hakuren!(Next Dance, White Wave)" Rukia moved without any hesitation. She attacked immediately at their new enemy!
A large burst of ice and frost exploded forward from the tip of Sode no Shirayuki in a roaring avalanche of freezing air and snow. The white wave surged straight toward the mysterious woman with devastating force, flash-freezing the cracked ground in its path and turning the air into a blizzard of ice particles.
"Zenkichi, run!" Rukia cried out, charging immediately into the icy fog.
"Wait! What are you—!" Zenkichi took a step forward, his eyes widened as his peeping skill activated.
.....
Name: Atago
Age: ???
Race: Basara
Abilities: Eijaku Hoze(Lonely Scarring Shadows)
Likes: Domination, Sadism
Dislikes: Submission
Arousal Meter: 10% - She's aroused at the thought of dominating both you and Rukia. P.S. It's not the "fun" kind of dominating. She will literally torture then eat you both.
.....
'Basara? She's not a Kegare?' He was momentarily confused for a moment before a deep chill ran down his spine.
Without thinking about it, he moved to the side, deep yellow lightning enveloping his body, dodging just an inch away from a deadly knife that was about to pierce his kidney.
[Title Activated - Yellow Flash!]
[This title grants the user passive abilities when in combat:
•69% increased of speed, enhanced senses, enhanced eye perception, and slightly enhanced healing regeneration(you heal 3x faster than the average person).
•Activation requirement: When in combat. Stack 3 defeated enemies, it would start to appear as though yellow lightning envelopes your body.
Title will be deactivated automatically when out of combat for ten minutes.]
From behind, coming out of his shadow, was a disheveled looking woman with long frizzy hair, wearing a long white robe, and holding a sharp, long knife.
'What the hell is that?' He gritted his teeth, gripped his bat with both hands, and spun around.
BONK!
The wooden bat connected with the side of the shadow woman's head. The impact destroyed her head like a watermelon, exploding into a fountain of blood.
Her body dissolved into black mist.
But that wasn't the end. As another took its place from his shadow, now wielding a meat cleaver.
Zenkichi didn't freak out and had found his proper footing. He calmly blocked its attack and counterattacked.
He quickly shouted, hoping that Rukia wasn't hit yet.
"Rukia! Dodge to the side! She uses the shadows to create some crazy yanderes!"
"No, no." A sultry, mischievous voice entered his ear. Zenkichi stiffened.
He glanced back to see Atago eerily close behind him, her hands holding his shoulders tightly.
He could feel the bones on his shoulders creaking.
She smiled evily as she placed her right hand against his face, and said.
"No fair, handsome~ No one likes a snitch~"
In that moment of life and death, in which death was looking straight at him, Zenkichi made what is known to many as—
A pro gamer move!
[Hypnotic Gaze - Activated!]
[Lustful Touch - Activated!]
[Maximum output!]
Atago's eyes widened and rolled to the top of her head, her chocolate-dark face instantly flushed a deep, bright red as a violent shudder ran through her voluptuous body.
Her enormous breasts heaved, nipples visibly hardening against the tight crop top. A low, involuntary moan escaped her throat as her feet twitched and toes curled erratically.
"A-Ahh—?! W-What..hmm!! Is...! Aaaahh!!??"
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AN: We all know what's going to happen next chapter.
Also, sorry for the late update! I got busy with some stuff, add in two days of diarrhea and some time to recover from having to be sitting for so long on the toilet. This all messed up my writing schedule.