For stray devils who'd broken free of all restraint, devouring humans was the quickest shortcut to power.
And just like gourmet food, humans came in grades—fresh, tender girls like this were their absolute favorites.
"Eat!!!"
With guttural shrieks, the devils bared their fangs, ready to dig in. But—
"Stop right there!"
A voice rang out, sharp as a whip in the empty street. The devils froze, mid-lunge.
"Humans?"
"Who's there?!"
Three boys stepped out of the darkness, planting themselves squarely between the devils and their prey.
They didn't run screaming at the sight of monsters. Not ordinary humans, then. Yet there wasn't a trace of magical energy on them. Hidden masters? The devils grew wary.
The standoff stretched, tension thick in the air—until, suddenly, the boys struck dramatic poses.
"When darkness falls—"
"That's when we appear!"
"Allies of justice!"
"Messengers of light!"
"We are—"
"The Oppai Heroes!!!"
Ridiculous poses. Over-the-top lines. The mood veered from tense to downright bizarre.
The devils stared, dumbstruck. Then rage took over.
"How dare you mock us, you pathetic humans!"
"Eat them! Tear them apart!"
Snarling, the devils charged.
Foolish humans, delivering themselves as appetizers before the main course!
"Ahhh—they're coming! The monsters are coming!" Motohama yelped.
"Shoot them, Issei! Hurry, shoot!" Matsuda shrieked, both diving behind Issei Hyoudou for cover.
They'd seen monsters before, but every time felt like the first—terror never got old.
"Quit shoving me, idiots!" Issei snapped, but as the devils closed in, he didn't dare slack off. He summoned his power—
"Oppai, grant me strength!"
Fists clenched, he shouted. A pillar of pink light blazed skyward. Two enormous breasts erupted from Issei's previously flat chest.
"Oppai Beam!!!"
Twin pink lasers shot from his chest, slamming into the lead devil.
"Ahhh—!"
BOOM!
Agonized wails, a thunderous explosion—the devil was obliterated in an instant.
"What kind of magic is that?!"
"Damn it, he's a human mage!"
"Scatter! Spread out!"
One of their own gone in a flash, the remaining devils panicked, scrambling to avoid the deadly pink beams.
"Hahaha! See that, you monsters? That's Oppai power!" Motohama crowed, stepping out from behind Issei, Matsuda right beside him, both grinning like maniacs.
"Issei, keep shooting! Blast them all!" Matsuda urged.
Issei puffed out his chest, unleashing another barrage.
Pink beams tore through the night. The devils scattered, shrieking in terror. Whatever this insane magic was, it killed on contact, wounded on a graze, and ignored every defensive spell they tried. All they could do was run and dodge—counterattack was hopeless.
"Issei, let us try! Let us try!" Motohama pleaded.
"Don't use it all up—save some for us!" Matsuda chimed in, afraid Issei would hog all the glory.
"Got it!"
Sharing the fun, Issei fired a beam at Motohama and Matsuda.
Instead of exploding, the two were bathed in pink light, blissed out. And then—
They sprouted their own massive Oppai!
"Hahaha—die, die! All of you die!" Motohama howled.
"Witness Oppai's power, you monsters!" Matsuda joined in.
"We'll shoot you dead! Shoot you all dead!"
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
The infamous Perverted Trio, now sporting three pairs of giant breasts, unleashed a storm of pink beams.
Explosions rocked the street, screams echoed, devils fell one after another. Soon, only one remained.
"Oppai's Judgment!"
"Justice's Verdict!"
"Final Strike!"
Motohama, Matsuda, and Issei, giddy with excitement, prepared to deliver the coup de grâce.
The last devil whimpered, eyes squeezed shut, bracing for annihilation by three pairs of terrifying Oppai.
But—
Why wasn't he dead?
After a long, awkward pause, the devil peeked open one eye. Across from him, the three boys looked just as stunned.
Their mighty Oppai had vanished—chests deflated, back to normal.
"Ahhh—Issei, you idiot! Why'd you run out of juice now?!" Motohama wailed.
"Hey, I shared my energy with you two! What do you expect?" Issei shot back.
"Stop arguing and recharge already!" Matsuda snapped.
Chaos erupted. Issei frantically grabbed a carton of milk and chugged. Motohama and Matsuda tore open another, pouring it down Issei's throat, nearly drowning him.
The devil had no idea what was going on, but it was clear—something had gone wrong for the human mages. Sensing opportunity, he perked up, ecstatic at his sudden luck.
"Hahaha—now die, all of you!"
Fangs bared, the devil lunged at the trio.
They'd slaughtered his comrades—he'd tear them apart. Tear them to shreds!
"Ahhh—we're dead, we're dead!" Motohama screamed.
"Mom! Dad!" Matsuda wailed.
"Nooooo!!!"
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