"Damn you perverted duo! You must be erased from the face of the earth for the safety of all women worldwide!" shouted a beautiful short pink-haired girl as she raised her wooden sword and chased after Matsuda and Motohama.
"How dare you peek at us! You'll pay for it with your lives!" yelled a beautiful brown-haired girl with twin ponytails.
Matsuda and Motohama ran with all their might, desperately trying to escape the fury of the kendo club members chasing behind them.
Issei was sitting on a park bench as the scene unfolded right in front of him.
Instead of helping his friends, Issei mischievously tossed a small pebble right onto the ground where Matsuda and Motohama were about to step.
Whoosh!
Thud!
Matsuda and Motohama slipped, rolling nearly five meters before collapsing helplessly on the ground.
"Ow! What the heck was that? A pebble suddenly appeared under my foot," Motohama complained.
"Yeah, how did that happen?" Matsuda added.
"Hehehe, even the gods are sick of your behavior."
"Ka-Katase? Let's talk this out calmly," Motohama said to the short pink-haired girl.
"There's nothing to talk about. Today, you're going to pay for everything."
"Mu-Murayama, we're sorry!" Matsuda bowed deeply in front of Katase.
Katase, Murayama, and the other kendo club members smiled—but the look in their eyes was extremely dangerous.
"Um, er… sorry?"
"Perverted duo! Go to hell!"
Thwack! Boom! Bang! Smash!
Katase, Murayama, and the other kendo club members mercilessly beat Matsuda and Motohama.
You know what? If this happened on Earth, Matsuda and Motohama would definitely be in critical condition after such a beating.
But right now, they weren't on Earth.
Even though this place was also called Earth, the rules here were absurd—because in truth, it was a manifestation of a two-dimensional world.
Before coming here, Issei didn't believe in the existence of other worlds, especially two-dimensional ones. But after reincarnating as a chosen child in this world, he had no choice but to believe.
Katase and Murayama continued beating Matsuda and Motohama.
Strangely enough, only their faces were bruised, while the rest of their bodies looked perfectly fine.
Matsuda and Motohama accidentally spotted Issei and screamed for help.
"Issei! Save us! We'll die if this keeps going!" Matsuda shouted.
"That's right, Issei! If you don't save us, we'll haunt you on your wedding night!" Motohama threatened desperately.
"Hah, idiots. Didn't I already tell you not to peek? This is the karma you deserve."
Issei walked toward Matsuda and Motohama, who were surrounded by the kendo club members.
Katase and Murayama blushed, shyly looking at Issei.
"Katase, Murayama, please forgive them just this once."
Issei bowed deeply, sincerely apologizing to them.
"Ugh… if Issei-san is the one asking, we'll accept it," Katase said, her face red like an apple.
Murayama nodded in agreement, gazing at Issei with an ambiguous look.
It wasn't just Katase and Murayama—every member of the kendo club blushed upon seeing Issei.
"Thank you. I'll make sure they never peek at you again."
Katase stepped closer, fidgeting shyly.
"I think Issei-san should find better friends—like Kiba-kun, for example," Katase said.
"Ah, yeah… I'll think about it."
"Ise!" Matsuda and Motohama suddenly shouted, but immediately shrank back after being glared at by all the kendo club members.
"By the way, Issei-san, do you have free time after school?" Murayama asked, staring straight at him with hopeful eyes.
"Well… I already have plans after school."
"Eh, is that so? That's a shame."
Murayama looked very disappointed after being turned down.
Katase also lost her enthusiasm, even though she wasn't the one rejected directly.
"In that case, I'll take them away and teach them how to respect women. Once again, thank you for letting them go."
Issei left while dragging Matsuda and Motohama away.
The kendo club looked sad as he left, but Issei didn't notice.
After giving Matsuda and Motohama a lecture that went in one ear and out the other, Issei was about to head home when his Universal Perception suddenly picked up something.
This feeling… an angel? No, this is clearly a devil.
Issei walked into the middle of the quiet park, sat on a bench, and said, "Come out. I know you're there."
Rustle!
The bushes beside him suddenly shook as a black shadow darted out and stopped right in front of Issei.
"Nyaa… I didn't expect to be found by a human, nyaa."
"Y-You—" Issei froze, staring in disbelief at the mature black-haired woman with cat ears and a tail. "Kuroka!"
"Nyan?" Kuroka tilted her head, looking confused. "You know me?"
"Uh… yes, no—well, yes."
"Hmmm? What do you mean?" Kuroka stared at Issei suspiciously.
"It's hard to explain, but I know that you're Kuroka—the older sister of Koneko."
In an instant, the air temperature dropped several degrees.
Kuroka's suspicion turned into vigilance, accompanied by killing intent.
"Who are you? Why do you know this?"
Kuroka's voice was extremely hostile, completely contrasting with her cute and beautiful mature appearance.
… .. .
To be continued…