"Whoa! It's up again!"
Makoto Himemiya covered her mouth with both hands, watching the transformation of Alex's body in sheer terror. Having stayed by her lover's side all day, she knew exactly what he had endured and how many rounds he had gone through. She was certain he had been squeezed dry to the last drop, but now—
He had gotten even stronger?
A monster! A total beast!
Deep down, the busty beauty felt a chill of existential dread. Fortunately—thank God—he had a lot of sisters in his life. He had a massive harem. If he didn't, a monster like this would surely break any single woman he laid hands on.
"Makoto, what's with that look? You look like you've seen a ghost," Alex teased, waving a hand in front of her face. He deliberately reached out and squeezed one of her proud, tender breasts, rolling the nipple between his fingers. "Weren't you quite the victor earlier? You even took photos. Are you still going to laugh at me?"
Did she not know that the thing a man hates most is being told he can't perform?
"Alex," Makoto let out a soft, low moan. Under the light, her pink cherry lips parted slightly, and a flush of rose crept across her exquisite face. She pouted coquettishly. "I was wrong, okay? I just thought that side of you was rare to see. I wasn't laughing at you."
"That version of Alex was cute too. I actually liked it. Alex is the person I love most in the world~~"
Her voice turned sugary and high-pitched. Seeing her half-spoiled, half-aggrieved surrender, Alex found it amusing and decided not to "punish" her further for now. After kneading her snowy globes for a moment, his fingers slid up her neck to tilt her chin.
He forced her to look up, her face shimmering under the living room lights. "Makoto, stick out your tongue."
Makoto looked at him with a vulnerable gaze and didn't refuse. She obediently stuck out her tongue. He took it into his mouth, initiating a heated, lingering exchange. Behind them, Yuna Tsubahara watched with a burning face, feeling a twinge of envy.
Makoto, who was initially lost in the passion, suddenly felt a jolt. She snapped out of her trance as a surge of hot energy flowed from Alex's tongue into her mouth. She was confused for a moment, not knowing what was happening.
But because her trust in Alex was absolute, she didn't doubt him for a second. She allowed the strange energy to be swallowed, feeling it swirl through her body twice before converging at her heart.
Hum—!
Makoto's body trembled again. Even after their lips parted, she remained dazed, touching her lips and then her chest. "Alex? That just now..."
She felt it. She had suddenly learned a specific skill.
"Did you feel it?"
"Yes... I suddenly know how to use a sword. I'm a master of swordsmanship," Makoto's eyes sparkled. She guessed what he had done. "Alex, was that you?"
"Yeah. A gift for you," Alex let go of her breast, admiring the busty girl. "Makoto, you're a Swordmaster now. Even Maya from the Kendo club wouldn't be a match for you."
"Really?!~~"
A jubilant Makoto lunged forward for another kiss, almost unable to restrain herself from wanting to have sex right then and there. However, Yuna Tsubahara, feeling left out, puffed out her cheeks and pinched Alex's face. "Alex~ I want one too—"
"Of course Yuna gets one. But we have to do it through a kiss. Mmm—"
Yuna took the initiative and pressed her lips against his. After Makoto came Yuna; her lips were equally seductive and soft, but the subtle differences in her style gave Alex a unique sensation. Just like with Makoto, the energy gathered at her heart. Without needing an explanation, Yuna felt her new power.
However, she didn't stop to examine it. Instead, she continued her panting, tongue-tangling kiss with Alex. He moved from her mouth to her chin, down her neck, past her collarbone, and finally to her perky breasts.
He took a pink nipple into his mouth, beginning to draw out the sweet Holy Milk.
"Mmm~~ Alex~~ ah~~"
"Makoto, Yuna, I heard you got new powers from Alex?" On the streets of Shibuya, several well-dressed girls gathered, chatting as they shopped. Aside from Yuna, Nina, and Makoto, there were Yui and Chika.
Though they were high school girls, their training and development by Alex—and the fact that they were "heroines"—made them stand out. Their charisma and beauty were unparalleled, drawing lecherous stares from passersby.
"Yeah, we all have them now~" Makoto giggled. Last night, Yuna had received [Bullet Time], while Nina got [Ultra Five Senses].
The girls didn't care about the ranking of the skills; they only cared that they were gifts from Alex. Plus, the novelty of having superpowers was thrilling.
"Ugh, I want one too. Alex is so unfair. Chika and I were with him so early on. We were the first, yet he didn't give us powers," Yui Obata muttered, pouting as she toyed with a lock of hair. Chika laughed beside her.
"It's fine. We'll get them eventually. Alex won't forget us."
Nina and the others didn't mind the grumbling. Their relationship was so close that they knew Yui was just venting without malice. Nina Tsubahara pushed up her glasses and chuckled. "Even without powers, our physical stats alone make us quite capable of fighting, right?" She clenched a fist. "The powers are just an assist."
"Exactly. My [Bullet Time] is hard to use; it drains too much energy," Yuna nodded in agreement. "Honestly, if we're talking about favoritism, Alex favors Tsubaki the most, right? He gave her so many abilities."
"True. Ai is always jealous about that," Chika giggled, covering her mouth. "But even she doesn't dare to provoke Tsubaki, hehe."
Ai Kitagami, the white-haired gal, feared nothing—except for Tsubaki Rurikawwa.
The girls chatted happily as they browsed the commercial district, buying groceries before heading to the monorail. The train wasn't very crowded, but most seats were taken. They saw a few empty seats next to men, but Chika and the others had no desire to sit near them. They stood by the doors, whispering and laughing.
Several men on the train noticed them. Their exquisite faces and hot bodies caused many to stare, some even gulping with lustful intent.
Soon, a bold, greasy middle-aged man made his move. Unable to resist the group of top-tier beauties, he stood up and walked toward the doors, pretending he was preparing to get off at the next stop.
Nina made a face of disgust and pulled her sisters a few feet away from the creep. Her blatant expression of loathing darkened the man's face. He stopped pretending and walked straight toward them, a fierce, threatening grin on his face. "Hey, little girls..."
As he reached out to grab one of them, his eyes locked onto their perfect figures.
Zap—!
"Arrgh!"
It was as if he had been hit by a high-voltage current. The man screamed and yanked his hand back. "You! What did you do?!"
Chika and the others shared a look, touching the Lust Crests hidden beneath their clothes and smiling. Then, Yui Obata's brows narrowed. She lunged forward and delivered a brutal kick to his chest. "Creep! Go to hell!!"
"AAAAAAGH!!!!!"
The current Yui was not the girl of the past. Her kick sent the large man flying backward onto the floor. Enraged, he tried to scramble back up to retaliate, but Yui's second kick landed squarely between his legs.
Crr-ack—
The sound of something shattering was unmistakable.
"UUUUUUGH—!!!!!"
The man's eyes bulged, his face turning a deep shade of purple. The agonizing pain was so great he didn't even have the breath to scream. He curled into a ball on the floor, clutching his crotch and rolling in agony. The other men in the carriage felt a phantom pain in their own groins and quickly looked away.
No one spoke up for him. Everyone stayed away. This was typical Japanese society. Yui, satisfied with the deterrent effect, huffed. "Alex was right. There are too many creeps in this world. They should all be humanely exterminated!"
"Yui, that was brutal. You literally popped them. But, hehe, nice job." Nina gave her a thumbs-up.
"You can't be soft with these guys. Their stares are disgusting, and he actually tried to touch us. Luckily we have Alex's protection."
"It's not just Alex; we're getting stronger too," Chika said with a smile. "We've been with him so long we didn't notice our stats increasing bit by bit. But Yui... you just knocked that guy flat. Your strength is already far beyond an average adult man."
"You're right. Even without superpowers, we're already strong," Yui said, rubbing her head sheepishly. She looked at the silent carriage and smirked with pride.
When the train stopped, they ignored the unconscious man and headed home to the Tsubahara villa.
"I'm home—!"
"Alex?"
Mila was at the office, so only Kasumi was home cleaning. Alex was in the living room watching TV. It was a rare, peaceful moment. Before Makoto could even set down the groceries, Yui threw her bags aside and pounced onto Alex on the sofa.
"Alex! You won't believe it! We met a creep on the train, a disgusting pervert, and I kicked him into tomorrow—"
Yui Obata snuggled against Alex's chest, acting like a spoiled child. Her voluptuous, soft breasts—which other men could only dream of touching—were pressed firmly against Alex, flattening like dough as she rubbed against him.