"Hanayma-kun...a...are you dating someone...right now?"

A girl with shiny black pearl hair down her shoulders asked in a low voice. The girl's face was as pure as an angel's (note: not that kind of angel described in the Bible), tall and slender but not too thin, and the close-fitting school uniform outlined her body.

This girl... how could it be you?

This beautiful girl named Sugimura Saeri, is your best friend since the first day of elementary school, sticking together all the time. Where one goes, the other follows. Your friend is outgoing, sweet, and lively by nature, making it the perfect match for your introverted and withdrawn nature. You stick together from Monday to Sunday, whether in winter or summer, even when your friend confesses to her crush, but you are standing at the very back and silently accompanying her.

"......I am not."

The boy standing opposite Saeri finally spoke.

This is Hanayama Kaoru, Saeri's crush. His muscular body is huge both from a distance and up close, and you think for a moment that you are seeing a giant. His athletic body and his unique thinking mode, as well as his humble personality, do exude amazing charm.

But you still don't understand why Saeri likes Hanayma. Logically speaking, a girl like Saeri should like a senior who can play basketball rather than a tough guy like Hanayma.

But as her friend, you still encourage her to pursue the person she likes.

"Would I be...good enough for you?" Saeri asked hastily. "Can I... be your girlfriend... Hanayma-kun?"

Hearing this confession, Hanayma's expression gradually changed from confusion to surprise and finally to shock.

Seeing Hanayma's expression, Saeri added, "Is that okay with you...?" She looked at him expectantly, but he didn't seem to want to say more.

Hanayma didn't speak, but the expression on his face didn't change.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to bother you," Saeri said, "but...but...I meant every word I said..."

Saeri turned around. "I really did! Please think about it. "

Just as Saeri was about to leave, Hanayma finally said, "Are you aware..."

Saeri turned quickly to face Hanayma, listening intently to him.

"...of what happens when a man and woman get into a relationship? Are you aware of what that means?" Hanayma asked.

"A man and a woman..." Saeri murmured, staring at his shoes, "They'll do the "intimate thing," yes...I am aware of it..."

(Oh, oh, oh?!)

The development of the situation is beyond your expectations, making you unclear about the situation for a while. Still, since this topic has been discussed, it proves that your friend has a high probability of success.

(Saeri said she would buy me some fancy afternoon tea if she succeeded... Please make it work! Kami-sama!)

Hanayma pushed on his glasses, then said, "Well, that does count."

(What is "that"? Say it clearly!)

Saeri was blushing at this point, and you could see it clearly even from a distance. "I know, Hanayma-kun...you want to do "that" first, right?"

(If Hanayma dares to nod, I will kill him immediately. No one can easily take away the first experience of my Saeri!!)

However, Hanayma didn't speak or nod. He just stared at Saeri.

"I see," Saeri said softly, "I think I get what you mean too...if you're going to be your girlfriend...that's a must-huh?"

Hanayma takes off his pants without saying a word. But the most surprising thing is that Hanayma is a briefs lover, no! Taking a closer look, Hanayma turned out to be a fundoshi ※ lover! What a Japanese man!

［※A/N: Fundoshi (ふんどし/褌) is a traditional Japanese undergarment for adult males and females, made from a length of cotton.］

(S.H.I.T. things took a wrong turn.)

"Wait, wait!" Saeri yelled in horror. "You mean right now?!!"

Hanayma didn't waste any more words, he just tore off the rest of the fundoshi, and the manly thing was immediately released from the cage. What surprises you the most is that Hanayma has shaved his hair.

(Damn, this is bigger than the Top from manhwa...)

You look like an audience member watching a fighting show. Both are acting beyond your comprehension, but even so, things seem to be moving in the right direction(?).

"Are you sure...you're ready for this?" Hanayma asked. He looked at Saeri carefully, then added, "I want to say, it's not in a serious state yet. When it's time to do the business, it will be about 1.5 times this size."

Saeri's mouth opened a few times but couldn't make a sound. She froze there, not moving, not saying a word, completely stunned by Hanayma. She was too stunned to speak.

"Are you sure you're okay with it?" he asked.

(How can anyone ask a girl this kind of question directly!)

Saeri thought about half-pay and replied, "Hanayma-kun! I can handle it! A female body is able to handle childbirth, so...if it's Hanayama-kun, I can do it..."

(Are these two social idiots?! Saeri, you don't need to answer so seriously!!!)

"I see." Hanayma said to her very seriously. "Sugimura Saeri, from now on, you are my girlfriend."

Saeri nodded, looking at him moved. "I'm so happy. I'll do my best."

Hanayma strode forward a few steps, grabbed Saeri's hand, wrapped her in his arms, and quickly pressed his lips to hers.

(They kiss... eh?)

In the end, Hanayma wasn't kissing her at all but sucking her! It's like the dementor in "Harry Potter"! It's literally the KISS OF DEATH!

After experiencing Hanayma's kiss of death, Saeri seems to have been hit beyond recognition, and the original cherry mouth was also kissed (sucked) into two sausages. No exaggeration. That's what you've seen and heard, and even the author of a Mary Sue novel dared not write it.

"What's wrong?" Hanayma looked at the sluggish Saeri in confusion.

"I just..."

Saeri also struggled to speak because of his swollen lips.

"Now, let me see your tits. " Hanayma said.

(Nah... Saeri's tits will be sucked into sagging and shriveled...)

You finally can't stand it and see your friend being so mutilated. You muster up the courage to run over and stand in front of Saeri.

"Y/N...my...Superman..." Saeri said weakly.

"Bastard, are you trying to suck Saeri's soul out?!" you ask boldly.

"Y/N...?" Hanayma looked at you in confusion. "You saw...everything?"

(No, no, no, no...This guy will kill me and throw me into Tokyo Bay, right? Should I say I saw nothing?)

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

You trembled all over, swallowed dryly, and said, "I...I only saw your dick, ah shit, I mean tits-sucking...I didn't see anything."

Hanayma froze, and his face darkened.

"Since you've seen it all—"

Before Hanayma finished speaking, you interjected, "Sorry, sorry, sorry! Hanayma-sama! Please don't throw the two of us into Tokyo Bay! Please suck Saeri as much as you like!"

Facing the friend who betrayed her, Saeri yelled at you: "Y/N you...you fucking bastard...you...you...you can't...do this...you can't!! "

"But I don't have a chest to suck!"

"Suck it up, and it will get bigger!"

"You two," Hanayma said suddenly, "I won't throw you into Tokyo Bay, I'm not a demon after all. Also, Saeri," he turned to Saeri, "if you don't want to do it, it's okay, Don't force yourself."

"Um..." Saeri said apologetically, "I'm sorry... we... don't seem suitable for each other... ok?♡"

"So cruel! Break up after five minutes together! This is your fastest record, Sugimura Saeri," you say.

"L/N Y/N, you'd better shut the fuck up."

You shut up immediately.

"It's okay, that's fine." Hanayma said lightly, her tone smooth as silk.

Then Saeri dragged you and ran away.

This day is your first communication with Hanayma.

Your impression of him has changed from " colossus giant" to "tits sucker", and his impression of you has changed from "girl with good grades" to "friend of ex-girlfriend".

During your seventeen-year-old summer vacation, your mother enrolled you in Shinshinkai's beginner karate course. Her rationale was probably because you stayed home all day doing nothing, staying in bed for a long time, staying at home, and He also spent his ample time giggling at his phone.

But you don't want to take this damn beginner karate class at all, and your reasons are as follows: first, you don't want to waste your entire summer vacation on things you don't like; second, you're not doing anything at home, at least you're responsible Make your mother angry so that she can be less boring; third, you are not smirking at the phone, you are smirking at the funny video on the phone.

On the morning of the first class of the Shinshinkai Beginner Karate class, you also did your best to get out of the course.

You and your mother were sitting on the sofa watching Downton Abbey in a marathon. Honestly, this family's story really tires you out, but you keep reading.

You: "I don't want to go to Shinshinkai."

Mother: "Remember what Dr. Shinogi said? He said your blood lipids are a bit high, and you need to exercise more. If your blood lipids continue to rise, you will be prescribed medicine."

You: "You actually believe what that quack doctor said?"

Mother: "Don't talk about him like that. Doesn't he treat you well? He gave you candy last time."

You: "That's booger flavor candy. He is a scheming person. He called me a little bastard last time. "

Mother: "Oh, he's just joking with you."

You: "Anyway, I don't want to go to Shinshinkai."

Mother: "I already gave the money, so just go and be obedient. You don't have anything to do anyway, so let's go get to know friends."

You: "I don't need friends. They disappointed me."

Mother: "...I'm going to ask Dr. Shinogi if he has a recommended psychiatrist."

You: "I don't need therapy. What I need is your saying, 'You don't need to go to that shitty ass Shinshinkai.'"

Mother: "If you go, I'll buy you a fancy afternoon tea."

You: "Are you trying to bribe me with food!? This is an insult to me!!! I wanted to scold you like this, but the afternoon tea is too good...!"

You came to Shinshinkai Headquarters anyways.

"You're Y/N, right? I'm Orochi Doppo," said an affable-looking bald man. This is a middle-aged man of about 57 or so years old. He wears a blindfold on his right eye. He is not very tall, with sharp eyes and two long scars on his face. It is said that this man defeated the Siberian tiger twice when he was young and won the title of "Tiger Slayer" for himself. It is unknown whether this actually happened. Anyway, no matter what the facts are, this middle-aged man is undoubtedly a strong man.

"Greetings." You said respectfully.

"Don't be so restrained, relax." Orochi Doppo said with a smile. "It's been a long time since a female apprentice came here. Why did you come to learn karate?"

"My mother forced me to." You absolutely can't say such a thing. Saying it like this will only make you look like a mommy's baby and can't read the room.

So you say to him, "Because I want to protect myself and my family. "

"Ha! Your mother forced you, right?"

"Wow! How did you know that ?"

"Well, it's very simple because I saw your reluctance when you went upstairs."

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yes. " Orochi Doppo said. "Okay, let me introduce you to the environment here first."

You follow Orochi Doppo, past many apprentices in practice, and as you can see, the apprentices here are almost all men, and you are the only exception.

"From here to the fourth floor is the training ground, and the fifth floor is the arena," he explained. "There is a small duel on the fifth floor now, do you want to see it?"

You quickly nodded in agreement. You are not a person who is keen to watch other people fight, but in order to delay the time and minimize the training time as much as possible, you are willing to see blood flow into rivers and mountains of corpses.

The two of you took the elevator to the fifth floor. As soon as you exited the elevator door, you entered a space like a dojo. It was filled with apprentices wearing the same white karate uniforms as you. They were divided into two rows, left and right. In the middle stood two men: the young one was wearing a white karate suit with a black belt around it, proving that this person was at least three-level karate or above and had extraordinary skills; The other wore a lengthy pigtail and was tanned, wearing only a pair of trousers, showing his massive upper body.

The two men fought each other, and the battle was fierce. When one side is on the offensive, the other can always solve it. Sometimes you attack, and I defend, and sometimes I attack you and defend.

"Impressive...!" You can't help but marvel.

Orochi Doppo saw your adoring expression out of the corner of his eye and chuckled a few times, "For those who are new to karate, it is pretty impressive."

You sense something else in Orochi Doppo's words, but you just frown in confusion and then focus on the showdown in the center of the dojo.

Whether you are a beginner or not, you think looking cool is enough.

If it wasn't for the drummer hitting the taiko to announce the end of the game, the two men might have to keep going until one of them collapses.

At the end of the game, the faces of the two men were slightly injured, and bright red blood continued to flow from the wounds.

"Katsumi, Retsu, come here!" the bald old man shouted at the two.

The two nodded and walked towards you and Orochi Doppo.

Orochi Doppo said to them, "This is Y/N, daughter of Mr. L/N, the patron of Shinshinkai, and a new apprentice for the elementary karate course."

No wonder your mother forced you to come here. It turns out that your father is one of the sponsors here, so there is no need to pay for the courses here. All in all, Mom just dumped you here just to get rid of you and think of Shinshinkai as a nursery.

The young man in the karate uniform smiled at you and said, "I'm Orochi Katsumi, the new curator of Shinshinkai, and I'll be your mentor."

The curator of Shinshinkai teaching you karate? That is the power of money.

"I'm Retsu Kaiou." The man with the long braids answered very briefly.

"Most of the people here are some rough guys. I hope you don't mind, Miss Y/N." Orochi Katsumi said with a half-smile.

You wave your hand, "It's fine, I don't mind. However, you don't need to call me Miss. I'm only seventeen, and it makes me look old when you call me Miss."

"Ah, you're a high school student." He nodded. "I can't believe that a high school girl like you would be interested in karate."

"I was forced to come here by my mother. She doesn't want me to stay at home all day and make her upset." You admit it honestly.

Your remarks amused Orochi Katsumi and Orochi Doppo, and even Retsu Kaiou, who seemed unsmiling, laughed. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"It's okay, and we don't mind taking care of a cute Kōhai like you. " Orochi Katsumi said.

You make a sound like a sigh or exhalation, "I have absolutely nothing to do with cute, Shinogi Kureha always says I'm detestable and will find someone to strangle me one day."

"You know Shinogi Kureha?" Orochi Doppo asked.

"Yeah, he's my doctor," you say. "You know him too?"

Orochi Katsumi nodded. "I met him in the underground arena. He is a very tough fighter."

"He is a fighter!?" You are surprised.

You admit that Kureha's figure is indeed more muscular than a boxer, but you always thought he was just a gym bro who likes to go to the gym all day. You didn't expect that he was a fighter.

"I shouldn't roast him..." You suddenly felt a chill behind your back and couldn't help shivering, "I've already imagined the scene of me being beaten to a critical condition by him."

Katsumi patted you on the shoulder and gave you a calming smile, "As long as you learn karate, you don't have to be beaten to the point of being critically ill, it's just a comminuted fracture at most."

"How dare you say that? Aren't you afraid of being punished by god?" You said ruthlessly.

After hearing your words, the smile on Katsumi's face remained the same, and there was no trace of unpleasantness.

"You have a sharp tongue, aren't you? But I like your honesty." He teased.

Orochi Doppo also chuckled a few times. "You guys seem to be getting along pretty well. I'll leave the field to you young people. Now I have to go to afternoon tea with Katsumi's mom."

"Okay, then I'll take you downstairs."

Having said that, The Orochis walked into the elevator and left.

Now it's just you and Retsu Kaiou staring at each other.

You decide to take the lead. "Retsu-san, your hair is beautiful, what brand of shampoo did you use?"

(Idiot! Why make the atmosphere even more embarrassing!)

You immediately regretted it as soon as you asked because Retsu Kaiou's face looked even worse.

"It's a three-in-one catback brand. I used bath, shampoo, and face wash three-in-one."

(He actually answered it very seriously!!! Damn, I used shampoo and conditioner, and my hair condition is still worse than his. )

"That's great."

You really don't know what to say, so you start a random topic: "Retsu-san, are you also a mentor here? But I don't think your fighting style is karate. It's Chinese martial arts, right? "

"Well. I'm not a mentor, nor an apprentice, just a passerby, but I sometimes teach students here to learn Chinese martial arts," Retsu replied. "Also, you don't have to call me Retsu-san, you can just call me Retsu."

"Sure."

The awkward silence falls between you again, and you subconsciously reach into your pockets, looking for your phone, but there is nothing in your trouser pocket, and then you remember putting your phone in the locker.

You can only stare at Retsu.

"By the way, Retsu-san, your hair is holding up pretty well, what brand of hairspray did you use?"

(Idiot! Why am I keep talking about hair!!!)

Retsu remained silent, then said: "I didn't use hairspray or anything to fix my hair, I just tied the braids tightly. If you got hit by my braids, it might leave a red mark."

"I see." You nodded intently, "What a dangerous weapon."

"I'm joking."

"Eh?"

"It's not funny...?"

Retsu's expression looked kind of hurt.

"Want to hear the truth?"

"...Please tell me."

"It's not funny at all, your expression and tone are too serious. Your purity is too low."

"Purity, is it useful?" Retsu asked.