Volume Three: The Academy's Total Rampage - nozuonodie

The person in charge?

Is he referring to... Sister Sakura Dance?

The men in front of me were all tall and burly, with unfriendly faces, and they all seemed very angry... Could they be some kind of enemy of Sister Sakura Dance?

"I'll say it again... Where's your supervisor?!"

"Babble--!"

Hearing the leader's angry roar, many of the girls screamed in fright, while Monet's legs trembled, completely at a loss for what to do.

"You brat! Don't you dare cry!!!"

A loud roar abruptly stopped everyone from crying.

No, it's less that they stopped crying and more that they were terrified.

"Hey, you!"

"!?"

The man walked towards Monet, his wide eyes fixed on her, the invisible pressure of his anger making it difficult for Monet to stand upright.

"What benefits did you give to the academy's higher-ups? You managed to squeeze our Martial Arts Society out of the Top Fifteen Societies, you really have guts!! I am Amod Pansen, the president of the Martial Arts Society! Do you know what the consequences are of trying to play tricks on me?"

Martial Arts Society?

Upon hearing those three words, Monet's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

The Martial Arts Society has been a regular member of the Top Fifteen Societies for many years, with its members being brave and skilled in combat, possessing extremely strong overall strength. However, recently, the club has been embroiled in numerous scandals, such as taking on jobs as thugs without permission and colluding with evil forces like the Black Crow, causing people to keep their distance from them.

Even with a terrible reputation, their strength is still undeniable! Saying they were squeezed out of the Top Fifteen Societies... by whom? Some World's Little Corner?

Didn't you hear me ask you a question!?

Her collar tightened, and the sensation of the ground disappeared beneath her feet. The man showed no mercy, gripping Monet's neck tightly and lifting her off the ground.

"Waaaah... Waaah..."

How terrifying.

Monet let out a groan that was difficult to decipher.

Monet is a reliable young lady—a situation that only exists in World's Little Corner's clubroom.

Outside, Monet remained the same useless girl who couldn't make friends and was disliked by others.

They are the weak, trapped by life and powerless to save themselves.

Faced with such pure violence, she couldn't even muster the thought of protecting herself.

"Monet!!!"

Several streaks of pink light flew past the blurred edge of vision and struck Pansen. Pansen loosened his grip, and Monet was finally freed, kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

"Tsk--You little rascal, that hit pretty hard!!!"

Little Butterfly spread her arms wide, blocking Monet's path, her eyes showing no fear.

"Don't touch Monet! You beast!"

"What did you call me?!"

"You beast! My mother said that 'beast' is the word used to describe someone like you!!!"

"You dare—"

Is something wrong?

A third voice chimed in, and Evelynths stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Little Butterfly.

"You're a man, aren't you? Why do you have to make things difficult for a young girl? What are you if not an animal!"

"You little brats... you've got guts!!!"

"Boss, I'll do it!"

A bald man covered in tattoos stepped forward with an extremely eerie smile on his face. His sticky gaze licked over the two little girls' bodies like tentacles, making them feel nauseous.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What adorable kids! I love playing with you beautiful and willful little cuties the most. Come on~~~ be good~~~~"

The bald man licked his lips, pulled two lollipops from his pocket, and approached with a lewd grin.

"Go to hell!"

Several more luminous butterflies landed on the bald man, causing him to convulse. At the same time, a crimson fireball exploded in his chest, blasting him out the door.

What are you doing?

"What, you too—"

Little Butterfly and Evelynths looked at each other in surprise. Pink butterflies were fluttering around Little Butterfly, while a cluster of vermilion flames burned in Evelynths' hand.

"You have superpowers!?"

For a moment, the two stared at each other blankly, and then—

"Attack together!!"

The pink light butterfly and the vermilion flame merged into one, transforming into a dazzling beam of light that shot straight at Pansen's chest!

"Weak!"

Pansen neither dodged nor avoided the flames, letting them strike his chest. The dazzling light flashed by, but Pansen only had his clothes burned at the chest area; his exposed chest was unmarked.

"That's just child's play. Do you really think you can do anything to me? Let me teach you a lesson—"

A large, heavy hand clenched into a fist and swung violently to the side!

"--What do you mean by attack!"

Rumble!!!

An invisible shockwave blasted out, turning all the tables, chairs, and sofas in the small living room into fragments, and even leaving a deep dent in the side wall!

"My special ability is called -- Malice Cycle."

Pansen slowly withdrew his fist, a strange power flowing through his body, like a flowing flame, tranquil yet ferocious.

"Whatever damage you inflict on me, I will return it multiplied several times, even dozens of times. All your attacks will become my power, making me even stronger! That attack just now was merely releasing your attack ten times its original value, without even using my own strength..."

"How could this be...?"

"In that case, wouldn't that mean... the more I hit you, the stronger you become?"

"It's not that simple. I can do far more than just retaliate with double the attack... Haven't you noticed?"

The two little girls stared at him blankly, then they realized what was happening.

"Hey, you idiot Evelynths, his aura... is getting stronger?"

Is he getting stronger?

Indeed, this man was simply standing there without moving, yet his aura and oppressive presence grew stronger and stronger; even a layman could see that his power was gradually increasing.

"Hahaha, this is an advancement in my superpower! All the malice my opponents have towards me—whether it's hostility, hatred, or anger—will become my sustenance, constantly increasing my power! You two are just little girls, yet your malice towards me is so strong. My current rate of power enhancement is truly rare!"

"President, what's the next step?" one of the henchmen asked.

"This tiny, third-rate gang, I don't know what tricks they used to dare to usurp our position... Let's tear down their department first! As for these girls... I'll keep the two prettiest ones for myself. I have a few acquaintances in the underworld who are into this sort of thing, they'll be perfect for building connections."

"Yes, sir!"

"What are you doing! Stop it!"

Little Butterfly angrily lunged at Pansen, but Pansen didn't even glance at her.

"Behave yourself!"

A lightly thrown punch unleashed a fierce gust of wind, knocking Little Butterfly to the ground in a single blow.

"Idiot, why are you rushing forward—"

"The same as you!"

Pansen used the same trick again, and Evelynths collapsed to the ground, limp and lifeless.

"Tie those two little bitches up and carry them out. We don't care if the club is smashed or burned, as long as we cripple them, all the points in this lousy club are ours!"

"What about the other young sluts?"

"Ignore those good-for-nothings. Of course, if you have a particular interest, feel free to mount your horse right here and now, I won't stop you."

Hahaha—the men revealed lewd smiles, two of them even wantonly caressing Evelynths and Little Butterfly's tender, beautiful feet.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these two little things are absolutely unparalleled beauties. I could play with those little feet for a year... Wait, this pink-haired girl isn't wearing panties!"

"What? You're not wearing anything?"

"Hahaha! So young and already so slutty, he's definitely no good. Why don't we brothers enjoy him first?"

"Great, great, let me win the first shot!"

"--What can I do for you?"

"Of course you want me to ejaculate inside you--huh?"

Boom!!!!!!!!!

A sudden loud noise from the doorway caught Pansen's attention.

Murderous look.

The chilling killing intent froze the air, even making Pansen, who always considered himself a strongman, shiver. This feeling of being pricked by needles was like someone holding a knife to his neck.

"Is the main event about to begin? With such a master in charge, we underestimated you..."

Pansen assumed a fighting stance, keeping a close watch on the doorway, not daring to relax for a moment.

"My lovely 'daughter' is so well taken care of by you, sir."

"...!"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Pansen's breath caught in his throat.

What a nice view.

Wearing a white cheongsam with cloud patterns, with a graceful figure and stunning beauty, she was unmatched by anyone in the entire Central United Academy.

"So, are you ready to die?"

"Tsk--"

"Orange Moon - Moonwalk - Moon Ripple!"

Two orange runes flashed, and Haoyue instantly disappeared from his sight, but his battle instincts, honed over many years, forced him into a defensive stance. He felt a tremendous force slam him into the air, sending him flying outside the room along with pieces of furniture. He immediately dropped to all fours to absorb the impact, secretly assessing his injuries. To his surprise, the impact hadn't caused any real harm.

"They're not trying to attack me, they're just throwing me out?"

The moment he realized this, an inexplicable anger surged within him; it was the first time he had ever been so scorned!

"I'll return it to you... I'll return the humiliation I just suffered to you, tenfold!!!"

She unleashed a punch! A shockwave, like a heavy hammer, slammed into Haoyue, but she merely flicked her sword and obliterated it.

"Everyone, stay inside, the deeper the better, and whatever you do, don't look out!"

Haoyue never looked at him directly from beginning to end, and even reminded the children with a friendly smile.

Is this foolishness, or overconfidence in his own abilities? Pansen wondered.

"Whether it's foolishness or overconfidence, it's all the same... My power is rapidly increasing! Fantastic, your 'malice' towards me is truly—fantastic!"

The Qipao Girl had an expression as warm as the spring sun, yet the terrifying malice within was no less intense. This was the first time Pansen had experienced such pure, so filthy, and so dark malice, which made him tremble but also gave him immense power! Pansen was certain that he had reached a height he had never reached before!

"Take this!!!"

Pansen roared and charged toward Haoyue with wild laughter, leaving deep marks on the ground like a heavy tank!

"Orange Moon - Moon Fire Fall".

The orange-yellow flames crashed down on the charging Pansen. After a deafening roar, the entire ground was scorched, but Pansen only suffered superficial wounds!

"Try it! Your attack has been amplified twentyfold!!! It's absolutely amazing!!!!"

A simple, unadorned punch struck Haoyue squarely in the face! However, this "Haoyue" shattered into tens of thousands of silver-white light particles, dissipating into the void.

It's a clone!

Pansen's attack didn't stop there; the aftershock struck the building behind his clone! The building's thick outer wall shattered into dust. What was originally just a low-level attack rune, Moon Fire Fall, had such a terrifying effect after its power was amplified dozens of times.

"I see, I see. All attacks from others—even hostility and hatred—become your strength. It's a classic case of getting stronger the more you fight."

As the bright moon gently stepped on the ground, three more silver halos appeared outside the three orange halos.

"An interesting ability, but utterly disgusting—let's finish this quickly."

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Lolicon must die -- Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill

Big breasts are the best -- Charles de Gaulle

Lolis are all heretical, only Otome High School is right -- Zhu De

Anyone who says elementary school students are amazing is a traitor to the Party -- Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin