Chapter 19

John didn't know. But if he'd watched some netori hentai camouflaged as ecchi anime in his past life— a netori called Peter grill— he would have known a few things about the Alpacas sisters. They were attracted not just by the conspicuous snake he tried yet failed to hide in his pants but by his supreme and manly magnetism.

...In simpler words, he was the hentai protagonist, and they were the type of girls to immediately go full-thot for those.

"Who's that?" Seeing John strut into the school with two alpha-sluts following behind him— alpha-sluts he thought were his— someone asked.

That person was a big shot in John's school. The biggest, to be precise…

"Who?" Someone standing next to a spiky-haired and handsome blond with blue eyes asked. His head facing the same direction a second later, he said with a perverted expression:

"What, Peter, are you suddenly interested in Lisa and Mimi, now, perhaps?"

"What do you mean suddenly interested?!" Peter Grill, the most talented young man in John's high school, said somewhat angrily. He wanted to say that his rejections were only public. But, he stopped himself from saying something that would harm his love relationship with a certain somebody. Somebody he was supposed to have been faithful to.

"Huh? Were you talking about that guy who looks a bit like you? Hey, but why do you look angry?"

"Angry? Haha, I'm not." Peter said, burrowing a small snort with a nervous and constipated laughter instead. The moment he and his buddy left, he sent a long glare toward the dude speaking with Lisa...Peter wondered if the girl would look his way.

Disturbingly, however, she didn't glance his way, not once, while she talked with the guy…Was she trying to make him jealous? Peter's thoughts turned more delusional and inflamed when he ultimately turned.

Redirecting his soon-to-be-cucked frustration to the wrong target, he instantly planned to meet and give someone a warning.

Doing so, though, he soon recalled the guy's face and a post on the highschool's online forum. Wasn't that the Howard bastard?

'This is troublesome...' The strong and talented Peter wasn't planning to give up his two pink cumdumpsters, but he still thought more carefully. After all, he was from a poor background, unlike that dude who wanted to cuck him.

XX

When John entered the classroom, he found Paul chatting with his sister.

"Hello, John, come sit over here!" The girl didn't seem to listen attentively; however, she exclaimed as soon as her brother walked in.

Seeing this, Paul's face took an ugly color. He was starting to wonder if there was something else he didn't know about his old pal…Even his sister couldn't be attracted to him, could she?

"Yo, Paul." John brushed past his old friend, saying. "You don't look too good today. Are you sick? Did a ghost make love to you or something last night?"

Not as confused as Bluemary but still angry, Paul concealed his trembling fists and walked toward his seat. Saying at the same time:

"Mind your own business…."

"What wise words, haha. Each to their own, huh?" John replied. The next moment, he sat at his usual seat.

"I saved you a seat next to me, John. What are you doing over there?" Bluemary frowned when John didn't seat where she wanted him to.

"Firstly, let's call each other, bro and sis, from now on," John said with a sigh. Then he continued, "Also, you know about Ghislaine and me, don't you?"

"What? Are you two dating?" Surprised, Bluemary asked. Somehow hearing that, she didn't feel very pleased. She had thought about that new brother of hers last night. Maybe it was just innocent hopes for brotherly-sisterly affection…She reassured herself. Rock, her other and full sibling wasn't one for those warm sentiments and tender hugs between family members…

"Not yet. But I plan to ask her out today." John said honestly. He'd planned that yesterday night.

"...Are you?" The smile on Bluemary's face from when John entered totally left at that moment.

"Yes." John just chuckled and didn't say anything else. Bluemary looked disappointed, borderline jealous even...When women felt jealousy, it was a good opportunity to study their true character.

"Heeey…Good for you two." Bluemary said. Her tone was more depressing than encouraging. Interestingly, she didn't doubt her brother's ability to make a successful love confession…

"..." Watching her say this and turn her head away from him, John chuckled.

Watching and overhearing this from not too far, Paul had complicated emotions. He didn't know if he wanted John's confession to succeed or fail. If he succeeded, at least maybe, he could woo Bluemary. She didn't seem to notice, or maybe she did, but she had incestuous chemistry with John...

XX

While John was planning to pour out his love feelings, sentimentally and physically speaking,

A prominent and ever-so flourishing dojo somewhere in town,

"Are you Geese Howard's genius kid? So you practice Aikijutsu and Seiken like your old man, huh?" A boy that stood approximately 167cm (5,6ft) asked, not really asking. The smile on his face was creepily gleeful. This young and oddly cheerful teen was Baki Hanma, the son of the "demon" from Sunder-City—A city historically built by humanoids with eastern origins.

Baki had a childlike demeanor, with short hair that was long in the back. His upper half, nude body, was ripped and harshly scarred in several places. Something caused by the diligent, uncompromising training and fights he put himself through since childhood. He had a black mole above his upper lip to top these physical features.

"Did you even read the insignia before you entered the dojo, jackass? Also, did you do all this?" Standing in a martial stance in front of the teen, a young man dressed in a black kimono around the same age replied with irritation. That person was Rock Howard, Geese's first and oldest son alive. Also, the only legitimate one…

Baki looked around his feet where people wearing white kimonos lay, lightly fainted or greatly injured. Shrugging, he looked back toward Rock and expressed:

"Those guys? They're weak."

"So you did it, huh? What do you want? A dojo-challenge? If that's what you want, then apologize before we start. Otherwise, I will do to you what you did to them..." Looking around, Rock scowled and said, after hearing the confirmation. He would avenge his fellow disciples and destroy that arrogantly cruel kid.

In the background, Baki's cousin, Ken, walked to the front, facepalmed, and said:

"Sorry for that. I told him not to go heavy on them, but that kid is an idiot with a gene making his condition worse."

"Who are you?" When he saw a man in his late twenties who wore sunglasses, one taller than his opponent, Rock frowned and asked.

"I'm this kid's guardian, if you will…." The still disguised Ken Masters replied tiredly. He didn't need to hide in front of Rock...He eventually disclosed his dual-edged identity, taking off his sunglasses and saying, "The name is Ken. Ken Masters."

"...Ken? Ken Masters? As in Ken Masters with the [Fire Fist] gene? That Ken Masters?" Rock, who followed the mutant-pro-fighting world closely and was also planning to enter it, asked hastily.

"That would be me, yes." Ken smiled a little bitterly for some reason when he said. "But are you John Howard?"

"John Howard?" Shocked by Ken's identity, Rock was once again confused. Who the fuck was John Howard? "My name is Rock."

When the two parties grew confused, Baki still wanted to exchange some moves. After they did and he lost despite his [Adrenaline] gene, they finally asked Rock to call his father to figure out the misunderstanding. What was different from John's description wasn't just the name, age, and occupation. Rock was no high schooler.

XX

A proper high schooler stood alone on the building's rooftop with his childhood friend. Having high school fun...

*Doki*

"What are we doing here, John?" Her long, feline-like gray hair fluttering along with the breeze, Ghislaine grabbed some of it with one hand when she asked. The other hand was around her hip.

*Doki, Doki*

She didn't show, but she was extremely nervous, impatient, and excited all at the same time. Her heartbeat was very fast and kept accelerating.

John didn't waste time. He didn't like drama, and the girl loved him, so he directly put his hand over her back and leaned to whisper:

"I'm here to confess my love for you, Ghislaine. I love you…"

"What?!" Ghislaine, who looked at the sky with him earlier, jumped.

When she walked backward, her face flushed, John smiled and added:

"How about we start dating? That is if you share the same feelings, of course…If you don't…"

"Asshole! Let me collect my breath first!" The usually calm and composed Ghislaine shouted and turned her face. She was tremblingly grabbing onto the iron fence around the rooftop.

"...Wow…I confess how much you mean to me, yet you call me an asshole. Forget about it, then." John pretended to shrug and leave.

"Stop, bastard! Who said no?! I don't understand why you decided to confess after so many years! I started believing it would never happen!" When he did, Ghislaine grew panicked and shouted. Thankfully, they were very high up, or the people downstairs would hear every word she spoke.

Well, so did John think because two of his future harem members who hid behind the rooftop's door heard everything.

One of the two, Baiken, chuckled and whispered with mockery to the other:

"Did you see that? I never thought I would see Ghislaine so flustered one day…But she also loves John, huh? Who would have thought?"

Bluemary's eye twitched. She glanced at the dense cat-like girl next to her with the same, though hidden, mockery when she responded, "...Nobody except you, I guess."

Her facial countenance was fairly dry, though some of the fingers covered by her glove quivered uncontrollably. She looked like she could rip the door she was leaning on with Baiken. To shreds...

"Me? I didn't suspect anything, I swear." Confused by the answer, Baiken looked at Bluemary and denied the claim. She really had no clue how John felt toward her older sister. In fact, she didn't want to say it out loud, but her mother said that she didn't understand anything except food and swords…Love was too foreign to her…

She didn't know that she would discover not just the wonders of love but intoxicants soon. So much that she would walk around all day and night with a gourd attached to her waist— a gourd that would become famous among mutants.

"..." Listening to Baiken's answer, Bluemary was already too upset to retort anything smart or bitter.