103.Magitech and mastur...

Omniscient POV

Demiplane,

The Demiplane had grown increasingly crowded over the years, bringing together various species in harmony. It was home to nearly half a million people, complete with schools and other essential infrastructure.

Cities and villages had been established, though Akatsuki's main headquarters were located in a separate area dedicated solely to their work.

In this area, there was also a school called Akatsuki Gakuen, designed to educate and assist children with Sacred Gears.

Given that it was a school for children with superpowers, it was naturally a noisy and chaotic place—explosions were among the least of the concerns.

Teachers had the challenging task of ensuring that these children didn't become overwhelmed by their own abilities, with mental care being a crucial part of the curriculum.

Specialists in various essential fields were employed to help the children. To teach them control over their powers, real combat training was considered one of the most effective methods.

Training sessions were held frequently at the training grounds, and one such was happening right now.

*Boom* *Boom*

Smoke filled the area as shockwaves rippled through the training ring. Two students were locked in combat while their classmates stood around the ring, cheering for their preferred fighter. It was the Magitech students' turn to use the training field.

Akatsuki had been teaching a technique that combined magic, golems, and technology—though it leaned more on magic, given this world's less advanced technology—to create Damgum-like (the DxD world's version of Gundam) magically engineered robots for combat.

Akatsuki's progress was largely due to using the Armoured Cores created by Luxion as a foundation. This new branch of Magitech fascinated many students, and now one of the eager students was testing their self-made robot against another student.

"Mash-kun! You can do it!" a blonde girl yelled incessantly, her voice filled with the energy of a cheerleader and an almost fanatical gleam in her eyes.

The other students glanced at her, puzzled by her enthusiasm. She was Lemon Irvine, a classmate of the boy fighting the magically engineered robot. The boy was Mash Burnedead. He was quite famous in the school.

Kouske had discovered Mash a few years ago, living quietly in a forest with his father. Even back then, Mash was powerlifting 2 tons without using any magic, despite being a human. Rumors about a monstrous boy in the gym had spread, eventually leading Kouske to find him.

What Kouske saw left him shocked—Mash was anything but ordinary. Another anomaly, like Vasco Strada, but even Vasco paled in comparison to this guy. He was just built different!

It didn't even take Mash a day to learn Touki, a power acquired by breaking one's physical limits. The most surprising part was that even after all that training, Mash hadn't even broken his limits before coming to the Demiplane and gaining access to better resources.

As the smoke cleared, two robots emerged from within the ring. One had a broken arm, while the other appeared completely unscathed.

But what shocked everyone was that one of the robots wasn't being piloted as it should have been. Mash, with his usual expression, stood outside his cockpit, holding the one-armed robot up in the air, staring completely blank.

*Jiiii*

"Gaaaahhhh..."

Everyone watching was confused, but what no one realized was that Mash was even more confused than they were. Why was he even in a robot fight so suddenly?

Both robots had been built by the glistening silver-haired, feminine-looking, short, and petite boy on the other side of the ring—Ernesti Echevalier.

Ernesti had an almost overwhelming enthusiasm for these kinds of things, which often led to unexpected situations like this one.

Before the test could take place, Mash had unintentionally destroyed a part of the robot—quite effortlessly, in fact. He had made a few unintentional remarks that stirred up some tension, leading to his participation in testing the durability of the robots.

Ernesti was interested in pushing the robots to their limits, but he wasn't too keen on the idea of pitting robots against non-robots. His otaku instincts rebelled against that, which was one of the things Mash had unknowingly breached upon.

As the bewildered Mash remained still, a massive gun emerged from the back of Ernesti's robot. Ernesti's robot grabbed the gun and began firing. The gun used mana from the pilot to generate bullets, which were now being rapidly shot at Mash.

But Mash didn't flinch. Instead, he clenched his fists, and his muscles tightened, becoming visibly defined. As the smoke billowed around him, Mash started punching the magic bullets with his bare hands.

Some exploded on contact, while others were knocked flying back at Ernesti. The barriers hastily put up around Ernesti's robot managed to deflect the bullets, while the students outside the ring were protected by the barrier surrounding the ring.

Even though the bullets could easily harm middle-class beings, Mash casually slapped them away, leaving everyone stunned—even those who were familiar with his strength.

"Hey, isn't he supposed to use the robot?" one of the nearby students softly questioned the unusual fight.

"Gah!"

Mash, who heard this, had a shocked expression, trying to figure out how to properly operate the robot. Although he had been instructed on how to use it—and even Ernesti had provided guidance during the fight—for some reason, it seemed too difficult for him.

Eventually, Ernesti gave up on Mash using the robot conventionally and instead decided to test the robot's durability against Mash's raw strength.

While Mash's brain was overworking, trying to process the controls with smoke practically coming out of his head, Ernesti was maneuvering his robot with such finesse that it looked like an extension of his own body, almost like he was dancing in the air.

The display mesmerized everyone, but despite Ernesti's impressive skills, he couldn't even scratch Mash. The robot's hands and weapons bent or directly broke upon contact with Mash.

"Huh? What's he doing?" one of the students asked.

"Mash-kun?" Lemon echoed in confusion.

Unable to figure out how to maneuver the robot correctly, Mash decided to use it in his own way. He tore parts of the robot and inserted his limbs into the mechanical frame, physically controlling it.

"What the...?"

Then, in an instant, a robotic-armored Mash dashed toward Ernesti with incredible speed, leaving cracked ground in his wake.

Before anyone could grasp what had happened, Mash had already destroyed Ernesti's robot with just his punches.

After that, more confused than ever, Mash walked away from the scene, casually munching on cream puffs like nothing happened, leaving everyone else completely stupefied.

'Why did I even fight?'

Meanwhile, Ernesti was already deep in thought, considering how to enhance his robots for the next test.

[A/N: I do think this part was not that good. I wasn't in any mood to write but I had to write and post this chapter. Sorry for this one.😅]

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*Ring* *Ring*

On a sunny morning, the doorbell of the Azusawa house rang.

"Coming~," called out a sweet voice.

Moments later, Arene, Asagi's mother, opened the door to find Tomo Aizawa standing there, wearing a loose t-shirt and a pant.

"Wus, Aunty. I just—" Tomo began, but before she could finish, she found herself smothered in the generous bosom of Mrs. Azusawa.

"Tomo-chan, how are you? You haven't been visiting your poor aunt, just like Kouske-kun hasn't lately. And what are you wearing? I have some new cute dresses that would look great on you," Arene said excitedly, as Tomo struggled to escape from her embrace.

"Mhet mhne ghon (Let me go)," mumbled Tomo, her voice muffled by Arene's chest.

After a bit of effort, Tomo finally managed to free herself. She still couldn't figure out how Arene was so much stronger than her, despite Tomo having practiced Judo since childhood.

"Hah, hah. You almost suffocated me," Tomo said, breathing hard, prompting Arene to apologize.

"Sorry, Tomo-chan. I'll get you some water," Arene said, hurrying off to fetch it.

Arene was always a bit too excited when she saw Tomo. She loved dressing both Asagi and Tomo in cute clothes whenever she got the chance, which often embarrassed the self-conscious tomboy and made her visits less frequent.

"Are you here to see Asagi-chan? She's in her room," Arene said after Tomo had calmed down and sipped some water.

"Hmm," Tomo replied.

"Here, take these ice creams upstairs with you. They're for you two. Nothing beats ice cream on a hot day," Arene said, handing Tomo two bowls of ice cream.

She also held a third bowl, probably for herself. Tomo noticed Uncle Leon, who was sitting in a chair reading a newspaper, eyeing the ice cream from behind his paper.

'Looks like Aunt is still strict about Uncle having sweets,' Tomo thought as she headed upstairs with the bowls, feeling a little sorry for her uncle.

'Huh?'

But as she approached Asagi's room, she began to hear some unusual noises coming from inside. Curious, she moved closer to the door and noticed it was slightly ajar. As she pushed it open slightly, the sounds became clearer—it was Asagi's muffled moans.

"Kouske~, Kouske~!"

"Aaahhhh~"

"Hmmmnnn~..."

"Yeah~... Harder~, harder~. Please~!"

"Rougher~"

Such sounds could be heard from inside the room, making Tomo's face as red as a tomato. It seemed Asagi was masturbating. But suddenly something else caught her attention too.

"Asagi-chan, you are so cute~," Tomo heard Kouske's hoarse voice from inside, causing her to stumble, nearly dropping the ice cream bowls.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she peeked through the small crack in the door. But the room was dark, making it impossible to see anything clearly. Not wanting to alert the occupants, she didn't open the door any further.

As time passed, the ice cream started to melt, but Tomo's breathing became more erratic alongside the sounds. She felt the heat rising in her body, her heart pounding faster with each beat. Her hands instinctively reached between her legs as she squirmed in place.

Suddenly, she heard Aunt Arene calling out from downstairs, jolting her back to reality and nearly giving her a heart attack.

"What are you still doing there? Is she still not awake yet? Should I come and wake her up?" Arene called out in confusion.

"No! I will call her myself!" Tomo blurted out in a panic, rushing into the room without thinking.

"Ara, why is she like that?" Arene wondered aloud as she returned to the kitchen to prepare some snacks for them.

The room fell completely silent after she entered. What Tomo thought would be the end of her life turned out to be something completely different.

She was ready to commit seppuku if Kouske caught her peeking, but the situation was different from what she expected. Thanks to the dim light from outside the door and windows, she could see inside the room even in this darkness, even though it was not completely clear. But it was enough.

Asagi lay on the bed completely naked, one hand caressing her pussy lips while the other was used to hold and sniff the underwear on her nose as she had a deranged face from sniffing them too much.

There was a video of Kouske, one of the videos where he teased Asagi as usual, playing on her smartphone beside her.

Asagi looked at her with a shocked and annoyed expression, biting her lips and the underwear that still had not left her nostril.

It seemed that what Tomo thought at first was true. Asagi was masturbating... alone. Seeing her like that, Tomo's still red face turned into a disgusted one.

"You stole Kouske's underwear... AGAIN," her annoyed words hung in the air as Tomo looked at the unrepentant girl in heat.

Maybe her mating season started as Asagi was a tiger youkai. But Tomo still had no idea about those things.