#6- bad guys will always be bad

They say first impression matters. It seemed the title called 'pervert' is not leaving me any moment from now.

I am currently in my surprisingly large room, on the bed laid on my back with a large visible bump on my head.

... I ain't leaving this room till this bump deflate.

"*sigh*" I released a sigh as I couldn't help but recall my unforgettable moment as a sly smile crept to my face.

*flashback-kun*

"Y-You pervert!" The blonde girl yells with the blushing duo right behind her.

As she yelled, her barely covered boobs swayed with grace and fervency.

My dear readers... My time... Has come.

Without caring about the consequences, I fell head first forward into the embrace of nature's embrace.

Due to our height difference as I was 5'10 while she was 6'3 so her lifting me to her eye level made it easier to execute my plan.

My face soon crashed on the soft squishy pillows of a well endowed gal.

*flashback end*

But of course, the outcome was this huge lump in the center of my head. But damn shall I say... "It was worth it".

*knock* *knock*

I lazily laid there to wait for the third knock-

*knock* *knock*

Well that's my cue.

With careful strides, I walked over to the door before opening it to check who it was.

"A LOLI!!" My jaw dropped opened as I stared at the HEAVILY ENDOWED LOLI.

In such cruel world there is still light!! The chance of procreation is further boosted!!

"Hiya!" She said as I could feel the jiggling of my blood through my veins.

Damn you Loli!! My heart only belongs to Sexy Milf's out there!

"I'm here to officially welcome you to-" I couldn't pay any attention to what she said as my full attention was divided equally in two as I stared at the two fleshes that was swaying at any slight movement.

Hehehe, I'm being a naughty boy aren't I.

"See ya at the orientation" she said as she stretched forth her boobs- Hands for me to shake.

"Ah! It's not an issue. I'll see you around miss...?" Hopefully she gets the message.

"OK bye"

"Eh?" I was shocked at how dense she seemed to be but immediately as she turned to walk off, I forgave her for her denseness.

"Just look at that ass!" I said in a tone of attraction that puts magnets to shame.

"Amen brother... Amen" my conscience replied me back.

..................

No one's POV

"Can't believe that perv!" A petite blonde female said with her hands placed on her cheeks as she sat beside two other females.

If you look closer, you can easily identify them as the three girls who fell at the 'accidental' demise of... You get what I'm saying.

"Ugh! I told you to lock the door!" The red haired among them yelled at the dark skinned beauty beside her.

(A fine meal bellowing on her fellow meal. If you get what I'm saying.)

"Yeah I did" the dark skinned girl said to the Asian girl in an annoyed tone.

"WITH KEYS!!"

"WELL YOU'VE GOT TO BE SPECIFIC!!"

"Xiao, Lizziy! Let's all calm down" the blonde girl tried to calm her friends down.

But it seems it isn't working.

""NO!"" The both ladies are seen bumping foreheads against each other as Xiao's hair began glowing bright red, while Lizzy's body began to vibrate at inhumane speeds.

"Dammit!" The Blondie picks them both by the collar as she floats in the air suspending the three of them mid air while glaring at them.

*knock* *knock*

The door to the locker room echoed the tap from the unknown individual.

The Blondie drops them before walking over to the door to revive the uninvited guest.

*creak!*

That door needs some oil.

The door is opened to reveal a familiar well endowed Loli.

"Miss Katie, Xiao, and Lizzy. I congratulate you on breaking the first rule even when the school isn't fully functional. That's an achievement."

"Good m-morning Miss Heather" the three of them greeted the Loli with a strange type of respect.

The Loli is certainly not an ordinary person. She is Heather Weller. A rank a witch known for her deadly ability of 'space distortion'. Even by her power meter says so as it read 57%. If Kamal were to hear that he's ogling a lady who is old enough to have birthed him 6 times would have had him throwing up blood.

"You girls need to be more careful as I don't need the brightest of this generation getting expelled before the start of the academy." Without waiting for their response, a pitch black portal appeared before her which swallowed her within a split second before dispersing in a cloud of pitch black smoke.

"Damn she's so scary" they all muttered in unison after seeing the power of a Partially fledged 'A' rank individual.

..................

Meanwhile, over at the the Slope City which is a few kilometers away from Paradise City, a meeting was made.

"I'm telling you! Sending a spy in form of a teacher is overkill!" A scrawny man said with a visible Viber wrapped round his neck. Meet Cobra King. A 'B' rank individual as 42% is shown on his power meter. Quite powerful.

"It's far more easier than sending in a mere child who has no sense of urgency and wouldn't clearly take the mission serious." A well bodied lady spoke up. Her luscious silver hair with her refined curves and humongous boobs was a sight to remember. She's known as Lady Frost. 'B' rank with clear 40% shown on her power meter. But by no means was she weaker than Cobra king.

"Oh for the love of God!! Is any one not worried about the auction that'll be held in Paradise City!!" A  bulky male said. He wore a long brown oversized coat which hugged his bulky figure with red sweat shirt and brown military pants and heavy hiking boots. But the strangest part was the hockey masked glued to his face. He's known as the psychotic killer, Death-Grip. 'B' rank physical strength lies within huge forelimbs. It is said that nothing is able to penetrate his forearms. And no one has ever escaped his 'Death grip'. 44% is displayed on his power meter.

"Now that you brought that up... It's a good plan. We can use it as a distraction for those lowly heroes and their sidekicks to infiltrate the academy, switching a few students or even teachers or guards with our spies" A new face spoke as he stared at the ceiling with an indifferent tone. He had messy ink black hair with brown eyes, a handsome face, a some strange tattoos on his forearms and lean physique. He's Kelvin Clay, 'A' rank individual with 39% in his arsenal. Popular for his ability 'Shadow Manipulation'. The Second in command of the Plague Corp.

"It is settled. We shall hold this year's Auction in Paradise City and then proceed with the discussed plan." The last person present said with a tone of authority. He wore an vest which showed of his bulky arms filled with muscles. A belt which had a lot of pockets for some unknown reasons... A navy blue combatant trouser with yet again a lot of pockets. A military boot and leather gloves on his hands. But his brown messy hair and scrawny beards gave him away. He's Scott Washer AKA Tanker. 'A' ranked individual with the popular and feared ability... (More like a mutation since he has no control over it), 'Titanium physique'. 59.7% is what the camera reads on the power meter.

"I need to see someone for a rematch" Scott said with visible fire burning in his eyes.

(To be continued)