Ryouya was unsure how and why but he had triggered the sensor which was located almost a kilometer away from him and the worst part,
[A defender is already on your tail.]
Ryouya clicked his tongue in annoyance. Instead of heading home, he opted for a different path that led to the nearest park. Luckily, he had a mask on hand, which he swiftly donned, and pulled up his hoodie to further conceal his identity.
He didn't run for more than half a kilometer when suddenly...
"Stop right there!" Ryouya abruptly stopped in his tracks. He was acutely aware that the individual wasn't far behind and would surely catch up if he kept running.
With his chest heaving and his breath uneven, Ryouya adjusted his mask and cautiously pivoted to face the direction he'd come from.
A young man stood there, likely in his early twenties, sporting dark blue hair tied back in a ponytail and matching eyes. Dressed in track pants and a sweatshirt, it seemed he too was out for a run but had been abruptly tasked with this urgent assignment of catching Ryouya.
"Now raise your hand and get down on your knees." The man was barehanded but Ryouya somehow could see the streaks of light blue flames covering his both hands.
[That's his aura? He is weak. ]
'But he looks like a veteran in combat...what should I do?'
The man's stance, arms positioned in front of his face and legs crossed, indicated he was well-versed in combat. To begin with, he wouldn't have been chosen as a Defender if he were merely an ordinary individual.
[Best situation to test your powers. Just focus on the region where he standing and deploy your Demonic Energy.]
'Are you fucking kidding me?! How can I use a skill that I never tried before and in this situation no less?' Ryouya wasn't sure whether the System was joking with him or just wanted Ryouya to die.
"I won't ask twice." The blue-haired man growled as his feet began approaching Ryouya.
Ryouya naturally stiffened in fret as he remained frozen at his spot, unable to move even an inch.
[*Sigh* Alright, just allow me.]
Ryouya's expression morphed into a frown, but his bewilderment quickly shifted to alarm when he realized his arms were moving against his volition.
The aggressor paused mid-stride, his eyebrows furrowing as his senses tingled, warning him of an imminent threat.
"Stop right there or don't blame me for your life!" The man yelled, however, Ryouya didn't stop. More like he couldn't.
His palm made a forceful connection, and as they started to separate, a reddish glow emerged between them. What Ryouya failed to notice was the magic circle materializing beneath the Defender's feet, adding an even more surreal element to the unfolding scenario.
"Khak!!" Ryouya shifted his attention to the man, finding him kneeling with his hands firmly planted on the ground. An immense force seemed to be bearing down on him as if a weighty boulder had been placed upon his back.
Fortunately, the place was barren or anyone would have noticed the unnatural phenomenon transpiring.
'Am I doing this...' Ryouya's mouth dropped open in astonishment as he observed the man, immobilized and pinned to his spot under the spell of his magic.
[You are learning this experience, right? I am now returning the reign so it's now up to you what you want to do with this man.]
Ryouya's daze crumbled as he inwardly asked, "What do you mean by that?"
[I mean, this man can possibly reveal your identity someday...shouldn't you finish him here, when you have the chance?]
Ryouya couldn't believe what he read just now. This System was undoubtedly asking him to kill this man out of nowhere.
He never noticed how his hand was now back in his control yet the pressure from the man hadn't been released at all. He was successfully manipulating his skill, unconsciously.
While it was true that this man might reveal Ryouya's identity through some means...how can Ryouya kill a guy all of a sudden? He has never done it before and what was the crime the blue-haired man did?
In the first place, who was Ryouya to judge who was right and wrong and what punishment they were worthy of?
'What should I do...' A flurry of possibilities and thoughts overwhelmed Ryouya, causing him to overlook the figure rapidly approaching him from the front.
"!!!" Just in the nick of time, Ryouya saw a glimpse of the aggressor and crossed his arm across his chest.
"Hupp!" The individual forcefully pressed their palm against Ryouya's crossed arms, causing him to skid several meters backward.
Ryouya's eyes widened in surprise seeing the person in front as the urgency to leave the place elevated immediately.
"Surrender or this won't end well for you." The one who announced was a girl of the same age as Ryouya, wearing round glasses and dark green hair tied in a bun.
It was none other than the Council President, Kurokawa Chiyo.
'Fuck she might recognize my voice...' Despite Ryouya being a loner, this woman was a pretty observant one so it wouldn't be too surprising if she recognized him.
Torn between options, Ryouya channeled his Demonic Energy into both fists without restraint, a move that visibly startled Chiyo.
The fiery flames made her nearly fall back on her butt but she somehow held herself upright.
Aware that he had only one opportunity, Ryouya didn't hesitate. He pivoted on his hip and unleashed a powerful hook punch aimed directly at her face.
However, true to her role as a Defender, Chiyo swiftly raised her hand to parry his punch. Yet, she couldn't fully deflect it.
"Ukhh!!!" The sheer force of his punch not only shattered her hand, but with her face positioned just behind her knuckles, Chiyo also suffered a direct blow to her face before her body was sent hurtling backward.
Ryouya's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of Chiyo being hurled such a great distance. However, seizing this opportunity for escape, he mentally apologized to her and made a hasty retreat.
'Hope you get well soon...'
****
While on the way back home, Ryouya found his body turning hot all over for some reason. And the fact that his boner was not getting down at all even though he was running was both confusing and frustrating.
His face was flushed and his mind was seemingly wobbly as he somehow made his way back to home.
[You have wasted plenty of DE and your body is already yearning for more energy. I say, find your sister as soon as you can.]
How aroused Ryouya was he felt like fucking anything that moves, so someone he has already slept with surely was the best choice.
However, when he walked into his house the first person his eyes landed on was,
"Ara~Ryo-kun?"
Stood there with her pajama shirt top two buttons undone and her hair disheveled was his mother, extruding her womanly fragrance violently in the air, making him completely mesmerized.
Even the slightest bit of cleavage was too tempting for him and here she was exposing most of her full bust.
Under normal circumstances, he would have averted his gaze, but at the moment his only thought was,
'I want her...'
His breath paced up as with his eyes turning red, Ryouya made his way toward his mother before holding her wrist and pinning her to the wall.
"Mom...please forgive me..."
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A/N:- Let's talk.
You feel frustrated because of the immaturity of MC in the chapter or him being weak? If you consider him weak that is.
Believe me, I also feel angry seeing such an MC but you have to consider the fact that only two days at most have passed in the story and it would take some time for Mc to adapt to the new changes in his life.
Just keep patience a little longer and I guarantee we will see character development.
I have left various things vague since this story is portrayed from the point of view of Ryouya so all I ask is a little patience. This story ain't just straight-up hentai, after all.
Anyway, drop PS and comments~