My teenage high school romance comedy can't be this perverted!

Chapter 85: Ane?

Beta read by Shigiya and Maglad

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Underworld, Bael Training Grounds-

"Heurgh!"

You know, I never actually noticed how clear and beautiful the sky in the Underworld was, despite it being a different color. Unnaturally breathtaking, even the stars shined brighter than those back on Earth. Sure, it being an artificial construction played a major part but still, I couldn't turn my gaze away from it. "I think he broke my neck."

Bam!

“Nya!”

Another body came flying and impacted the wall next to me, with the body of a cute white haired girl sliding downwards and falling on top of me.

"Oof! ...Welcome," I groaned, feeling her current emotions at this moment, for I was going through the same thing. "Nice weather we are having, right?"

Koneko could barely summon enough strength from her bruised body to turn around and huddle next to me, her tired face pressing against the side of my chest as she slowly started to close her eyes. "I am going to die, make sure to bring a lot of sweets at my funeral and put them in my coffin."

"Can't do that, cause I'll be the one going to the nether world first. I can't even feel my spine anymore, be sure to kick his eyes when you inevitably will become a powerhouse."

"Hachiman-senpai is built like a cockroach, no matter how much you get stomped you'll survive." Ouch, who was the one teaching her these nonsensical things!? Who am I kidding, this was probably my fault. Hopefully Kuroka wouldn't go all berserk on me for having turned her sister into a dry, sarcastic ball of cuteness.

"Don't say such things in front of Kuroka."

"I already did," she said, making me certain that this girl was indeed planning my own funeral as she continued to nuzzle my chest like an innocent kitten.

We both ended up watching the sky with a blank expression. Too tired and hurt to move, basking in each other's warmth in order to forget the cold reality where we were forced to fight a monster for nearly six hours straight without any breaks or time to recover. My vision was swimming, dark spots forming the edge coupled with the blurriness. I guess Koneko was going through the same experience as me, though I did appreciate rubbing her fluffy ears. Always a blessing whenever she felt comfortable enough to bring out more of her Nekomata side around me.

Step

Step

Our executioner has finally arrived.

A person approached us, the sound of his footsteps clear to my ears as I dreaded getting back up. "Leave me be, you Devil, I shall not play your silly games anymore for my cervical spine has been shattered by your gorilla punches." I had no idea why I talked like that, maybe it was the delirium getting to me.

"Ha! If that was the case then you'd be dead, forcing me to use an Evil Piece on you." Said the boy with the physique of an Olympian God, standing tall with a small scratch on his face. "You got better, I even got hit in the end."

Hit? Sure, more like grazing his skin and even that took a lot of effort by both Koneko and me. On top of being ridiculously strong, Sairaorg turned out to put anything Kiba showed when it came to speed, to shame. Combined that with enhanced reflexes, years of combat experience and mastery over internal life force itself brought forth s true monster.

Delete Field barely seemed to have an effect on him, he broke through my tendrils as if they were made of paper and he always managed to dodge any attack from my flames along with the rune attacks. In the end, the man purposefully came closer where I could reach him whenever I used Touki.