Chapter 4: Juzopa Hitomi.

Akihiro decided that he needed to spice up his morning somehow, so a week and a half later, he began to jog and keep his body in shape. Who knows, maybe his abilities will remain, but his body could change. He wouldn't want that, having gone through so much to achieve such a perfect body.

"Suzuki-kun... Um, no... Akihiro-kun..." - a black-haired girl with blue eyes approached Akihiro. She tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled shyly.

"Do you remember, you once said that you loved me..." - she began to fidget on the spot, nervously rubbing her index fingers against each other. They were in the classroom. Akihiro was calmly eating sushi, not even looking at the girl. Everyone in the class froze, shockingly staring at Akihiro and the girl.

"Yeah, I did." - he said calmly.

"Well, in short, I'm sorry that I rejected you so much, but I've changed my mind, and, in general, I accept your feelings!" - everyone in the class dropped their jaws. Everyone understood that, in other words, the class beauty was confessing her love to Akihiro.

"No need, thanks."

"Huh?"

"EEEEEH???" - everyone in the class shouted in unison.

"Suzuki-kun, did you probably misunderstand or did I mishear?" - the brunette smiled awkwardly.

"You just asked me to date - I'm not interested in relationships. What's not clear here?" A drop of sweat ran down the brunette's cheek. Now her smile looked not just awkward but pitiful.

"W-why aren't you interested..." - the girl barely held back tears.

"Because I'm tired of it."

"Huh?" - the brunette looked at him puzzled. Yasuhiro showed in every way that he did not believe what was happening.

Is he seriously rejecting her!? Her!!? He told me every damn day, evening, morning how "cool she is" or "how she could choke me to death with her thighs." Is he serious now? - Yasuhiro thought.

"Girls have become tiresome to me. Relationships have become tiresome. It's exhausting. I've decided that I'll be alone for the rest of my life, occasionally satisfying my sexual needs with random women."

"Hey, Akihiro. Sorry to interrupt Juzopa-san." - Yasuhiro addressed the brunette, who looked lifeless, lowering her head like a doll. - "But Akihiro, can you please explain what's happening? Sorry to meddle, but are you sure? Maybe you have a headache and don't quite understand what's happening?" - Yasuhiro switched to a whisper. - "And what's this 'I'm tired of relationships'? You never even held a girl's hand or in the week you were gone, did you end up on an island filled only with women or something?"

"Yasuhiro, you're right. You're meddling in something that's none of your business. If I refused the girl, there are no 'buts' or 'problems with the head.' With your words, you're trying to complicate everything and delay the inevitable."

"Inevitable..." - Juzopa's eyes widened, tears welling in her eyes.

"See. You've brought her to tears. Oh Yasuhiro, how young you are. You lack experience with girls." - Akihiro shook his head.

"I did!? Though I admit, part of it's my fault, but you could have been gentler, this...""

"Don't worry, Juzopa-san," Akihiro smiled. He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the girl's tears, "Believe me, I'm not who you think I am. If you knew the real me... Believe me, later you will remember this moment with incredible relief and joy. There are so many decent and good guys in this world." - everyone in the class looked at Akihiro, astonished and shocked. Juzopa blushed heavily, looking at the smiling and encouraging Akihiro.

"You know, even Yasuhiro, for example, may seem tactless..."

"Hey, what do I have to do with this?" the brown-haired frowned.

"But actually, he's a very good guy, he has an incredible level of patience, understanding. He knows how to listen, give good advice, in terms of attractiveness I wouldn't say that he's less than me, in general, he's a fairy-tale guy."

"Hey, you're embarrassing me," Yasuhiro blushed slightly. He noticed that the girls in the class suddenly began to look at him differently.

"There's also that white-haired one, I forgot his name. Though, no matter how you look at him, he's a conceited turkey who thinks too highly of himself, but his serious approach and diligence can be envied. He's also incredibly beautiful and that's just in our school. There are plenty of guys in the world who deserve attention, I'm definitely not one of them." - Akihiro calmly said with tired and serious eyes.

Juzopa blushed, feeling even more embarrassed by the serious look in his eyes, a reflection of the emotions she was beginning to feel for him.

Suddenly, the girl clung to him and slightly pecked his lips. Akihiro looked indifferently to the side. Juzopa closed her eyes and wouldn't leave his lips. Many in the class blushed, some were stunned, someone encouragingly whistled, and someone just pretended not to see it.

"I don't need other guys! I only need Akihiro-kun! You...are special... So I... Won't give up!" - the girl confidently and decisively looked at Akihiro, her look was as if Akihiro was her enemy, not the object of desire.

"You are annoying as fuck. Not only do you kiss people without asking, but you also say you won't give up after I clearly rejected you. Did you hit your head when you were born? Though I don't care, two years - and we won't see each other again. Just get lost already." - Akihiro calmly sat down at his desk. Juzopa's words didn't hurt her, although there were a few painful stabs, but the girl endured them. She continued to look at him just as determinedly and stubbornly and then sat down at her desk.

Two weeks passed.

Hmm, it turns out that ten years have already passed in their world. They're ten. They're not as silly as they were at five. They probably see how other children play with their fathers, and if my exes have found husbands, they might question why they don't look like their fathers. Hmm, I hope they don't take after me in terms of character, otherwise, I don't envy their mothers at all. Damn, I told myself that it's in another world, but it feels like guilt is knocking on my heart, like something abnormal. And it's only been two weeks, what will happen in a year. Will I forget them or think that my wives and children probably died in another world. Ha, now I want to die too. No. Now I'm different. At least this time I'll do what I wanted.

The brunette got out of bed and looked at the guitar that was in the corner. He picked up the guitar, left the room, and went into the music studio. With a melancholy expression on his face, Akihiro hummed and wrote the lyrics to a song in his notebook. He held the guitar on his lap, his face turning from calm to discontent. He set the guitar aside.

It feels like everything I come up with is crap.

Akihiro sighed. He returned to his room.

Truth be told, even though I said I was turned off by girls, my little buddy has a different opinion on the matter.

Through his pants, Akihiro had a small protruding lump visible. Akihiro sighed and lay on the bed.

Well, it's not surprising. After all, I was putting my little buddy to full use several times a day without a break. I shouldn't have eaten that dragon's heart; after that, my libido increased tenfold...

The worst part is that I can't masturbate because of the dragon's blood. Dragons are proud creatures, and attempting self-satisfaction through onanism is unheard of for them. Every time I try to touch it to pleasure myself, I feel an incredible pain, as if my dick and hand are being dipped in a pillar of flame and held there until I throw away all thoughts of self-pleasure. Only a girl can help me.

But the worst part is that the only girls I can think about are my twelve ex-wives. After I tasted those beautiful bodies, other women don't exist for me. They are like luxurious delicacies; other women look like shawarma in some alley. I can't think of anyone but them.

A memory surfaced for Akihiro, as a blue-haired red-eyed beautiful girl widely opened her arms, and he threw himself into her embrace, burying himself in her beautiful and small breasts.

An Amazon, teasing him with her strong muscular thighs, tightly gripping his dick, looking at him mockingly and wildly, her confident and smug smile appeared on her face. They kiss.

Akihiro sharply reached for his trembling, excited dick, but his hand and groin were suddenly engulfed in flames.

"AAA! Fuck! Fuck your mother! Aaah! Shit! Shit! Shit! I bet those bitches would be squealing with delight if they saw me like this. I hate this! Shit..." Akihiro jumped up.

"Clear your mind. Clear your mind." - Akihiro stood up and took a deep breath. He quickly opened the drawer of the desk and started digging through the notebooks.

"I just need to distract myself. I'm sure there's something interesting here that will help me distract myself. What's this notebook? I don't remember it..." Akihiro picked up a small pink notebook that read: "I am psycho." With a blank expression on his face, he looked at the entries.

Juzopa Hitomi. Characteristics.

"Ah, such nostalgia. The times when I had nothing to do and was a dumb, lustful schoolboy."

Parameters:

Butt: A

Legs: S+

Body: A+

Personality: A+

Appearance: S

Comfort: A-

Haha, I really overrated her then. If I speak objectively, I would change it all now.

Akihiro took a pencil and created a new diagram.

UPD after 5 years Parameters:

Butt...

Seems like an ordinary butt, nothing special

Butt: C

Legs…

Hmm, okay, I agree, her legs are not bad, but not that much.

Legs: A

Body…

Mid.

Body: C

Appearance, well, yes. She has beautiful eyes and a nice face; I wouldn't say she's far behind my ex-wives in appearance.

Appearance: A+

Personality…

As soon as I gained abilities and scored 100 points in all subjects, she became interested in me and decided to accept my confession. When I rejected her, she was surprised that it was even possible. No matter how you look at it, her personality is worse than shit, even Maria's personality is not as bad as hers. How could I ever fall in love with her?

Personality: F

Comfort…

I feel absolutely uncomfortable with her. Especially after she confessed to me.

Comfort: F

I'll add two more parameters:

Interests: F

As far as I know, we have nothing in common.

Sexual Chemistry: ?

Although we didn't sleep together, it's obvious that she's probably shy and constrained. I'll put a question mark. But presumably also at a low level.

Result: C-

Mid girl; I have no idea how I even liked her at all.

Okay, now it's time to move on to the tastiest part. Akihiro was quite smiling. It was two in the morning. In 5 hours, he had to go to school, but instead of sleeping, preparing for lessons, or perhaps playing the guitar, Akihiro preferred to make a list of parameters of his ex-wives.