Chapter 11: Superpower Outburst
"President Shirogane, have you finished your work yet?"
Damn it!
The situation was extremely unfavorable!
Ice Princess Kaguya unleashed her special move — "President, you still have a lot of work to handle, you can't take a break yet~"
It's over! Sakurai Saki's situation is dangerously dire now!
[What should we do? If this keeps up! Sakurai-chan will have to face two girls all by herself! Guhehe~ One guy two girls, how stimulating! This lady is starting to get excited already! Waku Waku!]
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The real question is: what the hell are you even imagining right now?
Superpower + Love-brain = Absolutely unacceptable.
"Still… still not done." Shirogane Miyuki slumped down, holding the movie ticket, patting Sakurai on the shoulder.
Just like a warrior heading out to the battlefield.
And Sakurai like a fiancée waiting back in the village…
Alright, no, not really.
Sakurai Saki stood up with him.
"It's about time, I should go home."
Grabbing his bag, Sakurai walked to the door and spoke to Secretary Fujiwara.
"Fujiwara-san, see you next week."
"Shirogane, if the student council needs anything over the weekend, just call me."
"And Shinomiya-san, goodbye."
After speaking, Sakurai left the student council room.
...
Friday's part-time work was still the rental boyfriend job.
The client was a regular customer.
The reason for the booking was simple: she needed someone to keep her company.
Let's put that aside for now — that customer, who had lost her child early, and recently her husband — still looked attractive — she might arrive a bit late today.
Pushing the bike, he walked from the garage toward the school gate.
Bicycles weren't allowed inside the campus.
Carrying a bag on his shoulder, Sakurai glanced around.
The trees on campus looked beautiful.
It was still the cherry blossom season — not yet fallen.
[What's the falling speed of cherry blossoms again? The answer is — 5cm per second~ Ehehe~]
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Who told you that?
5cm per second, falling from a 3-meter-high tree and taking a whole minute? That doesn't follow Newton-san's laws.
As for whether Newton-san would turn into a Jiangshi, come to Japan, and kill off this blasphemous superpower of his—
Sakurai wasn't so sure.
This topic was kind of interesting.
[Newton-san wouldn't turn into a Jiangshi even if he flipped open his coffin lid. He wasn't even Chinese.]
So would he turn into a Zombie?
[Umu~ Let's leave that discussion for later! Narrator-chan has already seen danger incoming within the next 5 minutes, so run quickly now! Sakurai-chan! Hurry up and activate the Desire Driver! Let's grasp the light together! Begin transformation!]
What the hell? I'm not a Kamen Rider.
Besides, talking to an imaginary voice in your head is already stupid.
He felt like he was about to develop multiple personalities.
[This lady is also a part of Sakurai-chan — specifically, the emotional side that you keep trying to suppress. So it's fine to think of Narrator-chan as your girlfriend too~ (seductive wink)]
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Talking to imaginary friends is already dumb enough.
Please don't make me any dumber.
Sakurai felt that today, the number of sarcastic comebacks he had to mutter had nearly equaled an entire month's worth.
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"Hey! You kid, stop right there!"
Just after exiting the school gate, he reached a shopping street.
On the side of the road, a few delinquents blocked Sakurai's path.
The passing students were frightened and quickly sped up their steps.
Getting tangled up with punks never ends well.
[Hey, Sakurai-chan, why didn't you listen to this lady's warning? I already told you danger was coming!]
"Ryouta-kun? Long time no see, huh?" Sakurai Saki stopped his bicycle.
"Yesterday you made me lose face that bad! Have you thought about the consequences yet?" The blond delinquent slicked back his spiky hedgehog-like hair and spat on the ground.
"Heh?"
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The corner of Sakurai's lips lifted into a smile, making the delinquents surrounding him feel something was… off.
If it were someone else, being surrounded like this would've probably made them drop to their knees begging for mercy.
Even if not kneeling, they'd at least be shaking in fear.
"What the hell are you smiling at?" Ryouta saw through the act and got annoyed.
"It's nothing, just thinking you guys didn't do your homework well enough." Sakurai calmly parked his bike.
He swung his arms to warm up.
While at it, he took off his school uniform jacket.
The white shirt underneath perfectly displayed the contours of his muscles.
"You've managed to figure out my daily route, yet didn't think of using your brains a bit more, huh?"
[Kill them all, Sakurai-chan~ (yandere face)]
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It wouldn't be good if someone saw this, right?
Meh.
As long as no one sees it, it's fine.
And right next to them, there just so happened to be a deserted alley.
Gotta say, they found a pretty decent spot.
Sakurai stepped forward. As if he had foreseen it, he effortlessly dodged the opponent's straight punch, grabbed the blond guy by the collar, and drove his knee up with force. The guy collapsed like a pile of mush, completely losing the ability to resist.
Ignoring the threatening stares from the delinquents around him—
Sakurai Saki dragged the blond guy into the narrow alley.
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Ten minutes later.
Looking at the thugs sprawled all over the ground in front of him,
Sakurai Saki expressionlessly walked out of the alley.
A psychic afraid of school violence?
What he feared now was school violence not being violent enough.
Normally, to suppress the destructive urges brought on by his supernatural powers, he already had to endure to an extreme degree.
[If only tomorrow's superpower could make them all disappear from this world! (praying) And then… just kill them all already!! Muahahahaha! (maniacal laughter)]
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What was meant to happen, would still happen.
His supernatural powers...
Were about to go out of control.
———
Tokyo, Shinjuku — 7th floor of a luxury apartment.
Sakurai Saki was doing his rental boyfriend job today.
At the dining table—
"Saki-kun, how come I haven't seen you around lately?" A voluptuous woman in homewear pouted as she complained.
[Oho~ This onee-san! Love at first sight! This lady has made up her mind! Tonight, let's use her as a side dish!]
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"Mashiro-san, I joined the student council recently, so I have to work there on weekdays." Sakurai Saki responded with a gentle smile.
"Eh~ I live alone and feel so lonely. Every day it's just collecting rent to get by. So boring."
So jealous.
Sakurai Saki felt deeply envious.
The beautiful woman gently caressed her cheek, her mature pale face full of concern.
"Saki-kun, you got into another fight today, didn't you?"
"Nope~" Sakurai acted clueless.
"Right there on your face." The beautiful woman raised her right index finger and pointed at her own cheek.
"Ah, it's nothing. Just some paint from a club recruitment event after school, got a bit on me." Sakurai made up an excuse and shifted his gaze away from her body.
[Sakurai-chan~ Your expression looks weird~ Your face is all red, like… hmm, like you're in heat or something.]
This is all your fault!
[Overusing supernatural powers leads to an increase in desire. But Sakurai-chan suppresses all that desire into sexual craving and destruction. When these urges accumulate to the extreme, his willpower weakens and the lust skyrockets — that's what we call a state of superpower outburst. Just like the settings in those hentai stories.]
Thanks for the explanation.
Even though nobody asked.
It was actually pretty simple to resolve this state.
He just needed to go home and play some games.
Slaughtering in a virtual world helped ease his urges, and projecting sexual desire onto virtual characters worked too.
By 6 a.m., his supernatural powers would "refresh."
Everything would go back to normal.
"What's wrong? Saki-kun?" Seeing him looking unwell, the beautiful woman immediately put down her chopsticks.
She hurried over to him and wrapped her arms around him.
"It's okay." Sakurai Saki gently closed his eyes.
[Just go into the bedroom with her already~ right? Even though she still treats you like a kid, if Sakurai-chan begs her, she'll definitely say yes…]
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But I don't want to say yes!
Even though his heart was resisting, Sakurai Saki's eyes started to glaze over.
The scene in front of him began to blur.