In that moment, Ryuji clearly felt Mai's body tense up sharply. Whether it was her snow white butt or the muscles inside, everything stiffened like steel.
His instinctive movement caused him to get stuck inside her, squeezed tightly from all sides.
At the same time, her intestines continued their own work, wriggling constantly. Combined with the steel-like grip of her body, he found himself unable to ejaculate, no matter how much he tried.
Although the sensation was intense, if this kept up, he feared serious injury.
"Miss Mai! Just wait and explain everything clearly to Mr. Andy later! I can be your witness!" Ryuji called out urgently.
But Mai's eyes were dull, unresponsive. She murmured mechanically and absentmindedly, as if lost.
"I've been seen...I've been seen... Andy doesn't want me anymore, Andy doesn't want me anymore..." she repeated like a broken record completely unaware of her surroundings, her body growing tighter by the moment.
"Miss Mai!"
"Andy saw... Andy saw..."
Ryuji's heart sank at the sight of her dazed, almost possessed expression. If Mai continued down this dark path, there was no doubt—he'd end up crushed inside her.
No. Absolutely not.
Even if he could get through this, the psychological trauma would be unbearable.
Though, honestly, it felt pretty amazing right now.
Ryuji immediately began searching for a way out. Normally, he would have slapped Mai and told her, "Just wait—once we find Andy and clear things up, everything will be fine."
Knowing Andy's personality, forgiveness was almost guaranteed.
After all, nothing serious had happened before.
But no matter how much Ryuji called out to her, Mai didn't respond. Her vacant eyes kept calling for Andy, and Ryuji felt that if things got any tighter, he'd seriously injure himself.
In desperation, he took action.
"Miss Mai! I'm doing this to wake you up!"
One of Ryuji's hands landed hard on her firm, rounded ass. A tantalizing ripple followed, along with a vivid red handprint. Mai's lifeless eyes suddenly snapped upward.
The strike also stirred her insides, making them twitch even faster.
Ryuji, unable to climax, sucked in a sharp breath, nearly bending in half.
Too intense.
If the back was like this —what about the front?
But this stimulus wasn't enough. Her spirit hadn't fully returned.
"This is your fault!" Ryuji pressed his body down onto her, one hand gripping the soft, elastic flesh to hold himself steady while the other boldly slid through Mai's ethereal form, reaching towards her clit, that had long since hardened for reasons related to their rear encounter.
He gently pinched the hardened bud while his fingers kept exploring the entrance to the pussy.
His voice whispered close to her ear.
"If you don't wake up soon, I'll cum in front of Andy and shoot right on your face."
At his touch, Mai's consciousness was nearly restored. Hearing Ryuji's threat, panic flared in her eyes as she cried out:
"—No!"
But her hypersensitive body betrayed her—just as he squeezed her clit waves of overwhelming pleasure crashed over her returning mind.
Her eyes rolled back instantly as a sudden jet of fluid sprayed out, followed by an unceasing flow. Her rear finally relaxed, and Ryuji thrust harder.
When Mai Shiranui inadvertently stuck her tongue out of her mouth, he reached his climax.
"[Return]!"
Without even pulling out, he pressed the "return" button.
Instantly, a thousand energy points vanished. Mai began to fade, the warmth of her backside disappearing from his senses.
She collapsed on the tatami mat of another world, twitching violently.
From behind her came an endless spray, mixed with thick white fluids staining the floor.
Her eyes involuntarily rolled up, and her soft, moist pink tongue slid across the mat, soaking it.
Clearly, although her body was outstanding, her mental endurance was weak.
"So capable a body... yet such a weak spirit..." Ryuji muttered, unsure what to say.
She couldn't hold on much longer from behind, a result entirely due to her mental tension.
And as for Ryuji himself...
He admitted he was still startled by Andy.
But even so, he couldn't deny that Mai was incredibly comfortable to be with. Compared to the fullness Tsunade offered in his arms, Mai's slimmer figure was even more pleasant.
Just a bit dangerous—he almost got crushed.
"Well, at least I sent her back... as for her and Andy, that's their business now."
Ryuji shook his head in disbelief and began to pull up his pants, ready to resume training.
That's when he noticed Song Hana staring at him, completely dumbfounded.
The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.
Song Hana sighed, feeling her CPU almost overheating.
Not because of what Ryuji and Mai had done—at times like this, not doing so would be reckless.
But because of the cuckhold.
She had sneaked back to watch how Ryuji sent people away but hadn't expected to see a scene like that.
"You guys... into NTR?" she blurted out.
Ryuji was speechless.
Sure, Korean comics often feature NTR or messy plots—but not everyone Korean acted that way, right?
"So, you like being a cuckold?" he retorted.
"No, I don't," she replied.
"Funny, neither do I. It's just unavoidable, Miss Hana," Ryuji shrugged.
"You think I enjoy the backdoor stuff? I'm not short on women. And if there were any other way to send you back, I wouldn't touch married women."
He admitted Mai was comfortable, but it still felt weird. He only didn't console Mai before sending her back for this reason.
As for explaining things to Andy...
Ryuji thought it best to wait until Mai calmed down. Besides, who knew how long it would take to return to the Arad world—or the 7 Days to Die world—after traveling to Mai's dimension? Better to be sure first before proceeding.
Otherwise, as before, it would cost hundreds of thousands of energy points. Even with Seria's help, it was draining.
Thinking this, he glanced at how much energy Mai had contributed. To his surprise, after sending her back, his energy dropped by only a thousand points.
"Mai's excitement only gave me a thousand points..."
This made Sera's importance obvious—she provided ten thousand or more points each time, an essential companion for travel.
"You looked pretty excited," Hana said, folding her arms. She didn't want to admit she was shy and suspected Ryuji was teasing her.
Seeing this, Ryuji sighed. Everyone doubted him like this. He didn't know what else to say.
Couldn't there be anyone simple enough to just believe him?
Having to explain everything repeatedly and watching people hunt for the truth was exhausting.
"I just wanted to get it over with quickly," he muttered.
Sure, the anal was comfortable, but he really didn't like it.
He'd do it if needed, but if given a choice, he preferred the vagina.
Guess he still had some conscience left.
Otherwise, if he said only sleeping together would work, those women would do it anyway.
"It's hard being a good person, but really, all it takes is your mouth, Miss Hana... I'm only responsible for helping, nothing else."
Seeing her wary eyes, he understood. If he were a woman suddenly trapped in this place with only that option to leave, he'd be suspicious too.
But that didn't mean he'd enjoy being resented or targeted.
If people crossed the line with him, he wouldn't care if they were beauties—he'd repay tenfold.
He was here to do good, not be anyone's slave.
With that said, Ryuji returned to his room and resumed training. Rin quietly approached, beginning to collect the blood he shed.
But compared to before, he was bleeding less often now.
Song Hana watched for a while, then went to observe the zombies outside.
Interestingly, though the previous action had been bold, after the interruption, Rin acted as if nothing had happened—except for a slight blush when facing Ryuji. She didn't mention finishing what they'd started.
Ryuji didn't mind. Training was more important now. After all, this world was on the brink of destruction.
Watching the explosion's fiery glow outside the shooting hole, Ryuji shook his head.
No wonder Rias now had nearly unlimited magic and was a powerful devil capable of easily destroying a mountain.
Otherwise, none of the girls would survive.
It was no surprise the world's will had chosen Rias to be the ruler of this world.
Frankly, even if you combined the strength of everyone who had arrived in this world so far, they'd only just barely compare to Rias—after she'd been enhanced.
And even then, the real powerhouse was Lux, who had come alongside Rias. Without her, they wouldn't stand a chance in any serious fight.
As Ryuji reflected on this, he continued using his blood energy technique to strengthen his body, considering whether he could obtain even more skill books going forward.
He glanced at the two skills he'd neglected: the [Combat Instincts] he'd forgotten to activate last time, and the newly acquired [Life Return]. After training with blood energy until dusk, Ryuji decided to activate both.
Instantly, even with his body's natural recovery rate being over ten times that of an ordinary human, he felt as though it was about to collapse.
Countless flashes of training filled his mind—memories of brutal beatings and grueling regimens. In these visions, he was repeatedly trained, struck, pushed to the brink—until…
He blacked out.
In the murky darkness of unconsciousness, Ryuji's mind swirled with knowledge—countless techniques and experiences not his own.
These were not memories he had lived. They were direct imprints of a far greater power—the very force that shaped this world—transformed into experience and fused into his soul.
It would still take time and practice to master them fully, but with a month—or even half a month—of diligent work, Ryuji would refine these memories into polished technique, as if forged through countless battles.
And best of all, there were no side effects.
Because of that, he slept more soundly than ever before. When he awoke, it was already morning.
The other girls were already up—some washing up, others making breakfast. Ryuji glanced at the time and realized it was almost time for new arrivals.
Still groggy, he got up, greeted Rias and Rin, and then looked toward the deep ravine.
It had grown again since yesterday. The ladder he'd built? Completely destroyed.
"Back to work," he muttered.
Gazing at the deepened chasm, Ryuji once again began his daily collection run.
But this time, it took him nearly half an hour just to reach the bottom. Alert for the sudden arrival of another zombie wave, he cleared a few escape paths as he worked—just in case.
The materials were mostly the usual medicines. Ryuji didn't even bother commenting anymore.
But something was strange—he found quite a few skill books this time.
•High-Speed Reflexes Lv1:Your neural reaction speed reaches the peak of normal human capability. While you still can't track bullets or missiles in perfect clarity, you can perceive the trajectory and fine details of a falling leaf, provided your eyesight is sufficient.
In esports, your reflexes will dominate anyone. With basic pro training, you could win every championship.
—Clearly a skill from Miss D.Va.
It didn't look impressive on paper, but Ryuji knew how games worked—the more unassuming the description, the stronger the effect.And in real combat? Reaction speed was everything.
•Gremory Swordsmanship Lv1Though House Gremory is not known for swordsmanship, this style far surpasses any earthly blade technique. Let's be honest—those "ancient" sword arts? Not that great. Stop trying to wrap them in pseudo-philosophy.
This technique comes from a world of magic and cultivation, not yours. However, it's poorly suited to humans—it requires both a powerful body and strong magical aptitude. Humans, with their short lives, struggle to master both. The style includes many injury-for-injury moves—high-risk, high-reward.
"Must be from Rias," Ryuji mused, stroking his chin. The description basically read: Not suitable for humans.
Compared to devils, human bodies were fragile. But considering his training in blood energy—which thrived on trading blows—and his love of magic, the style actually suited him quite well.
Then he turned to the next book—and his face lit up with delight.
"Hell yeah!"
•Mana Release (Flame) Lv1Transform mana into flame. You can freely control the flame, and it is treated as a special attribute of mana. The more mana you invest, the more powerful the flame.Using this mode of mana release will amplify any fire-element magic.
"From Rin's world, no doubt. This is way more useful than any of her personal tricks."
But that wasn't all. Ryuji turned to the next one.
•Emotional Conversion Lv1You can now convert emotional energy into physical strength and magic power more efficiently. True emotions can raise your magic to extraordinary levels.Note: Emotions can be misleading. What you think is anger may simply be your belief that you should be angry.Only the truest emotions will amplify your power.
"Hermione's, I bet."
It made sense—magic in the Harry Potter world was heavily tied to emotion.
With growing excitement, Ryuji checked the next skill book.
•Basic Programming Lv1Your coding ability is on par with someone who's skimmed a beginner's textbook.
"…"
He wordlessly chucked the book into the scrap pile.
Apparently, some fragment of his past life was still haunting him—reminding him he once considered switching to IT.
Shaking it off, he headed back to his steel shelter.
But when he returned...
He saw two newcomers.
Not entirely unexpected.
But still—
"What the hell is wrong with this world?" Ryuji muttered.
One of them wore Tokiwadai's signature uniform, bubble socks, and sported tea-brown hair with crackling sparks at her temple.
Misaka Mikoto, no doubt.
Image (Here).
The other...
Cold eyes. Unmistakable features.
Ryuji covered his face with a groan.
"A Gardevoir? Are you serious?!"
Image (Here)
What the hell?
Pokémon count as humans now?!
Could this world summon non-humanoids too?!
Would Digimon start appearing next?
But before Ryuji could say anything, a fierce sandstorm whipped in from all sides.
In the next instant...
The zombie horde had returned.
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