I'M REINCARNATED IN THE BLACK CLOVER WORLD?! (Black CloverXMale OC)

Time to beat up some scumbags (Part 2)

Isana POV

"Wahhh!" The cries of a man could be heard. I looked over my shoulder and saw a petite man trying to protect himself from Gauche's magic mirror Attack.

Poor guy... But I have to say, he is kinda pretty for a guy. His Long lashes, timid personality and petite body... He possesses the traits of a potential uke... Ah! Now is not the time to be distracted. I'm in a fight for f#cks sake.

"Is this all you got? Then die, you pussy ass bitch!" Gauche glared at him.

"N-No! Stay away from me!" The petite man resisted. Hmm... I can't help but imagine a hardcore rape scene going on... Oh my gawd can someone just call the ambulance? I need to get my head checked up. I got too much fujoshi or should I say fudanshi power in me.

'Snow form: Snow Lime Lock.'

A huge pile of snow cane gushing out of nowhere and engulfed both Gauche and his magic mirror.

"Got him! And I got your mirror too!" The petite man heaved a sigh of relief.

"Gauche, need help?" I raised my eyebrow.

"F#ck off." Gauche replied as his doppelgänger shot a beam at the petite man's back.

Geez... I just offered a helping hand... What a douche... I pointed up my middle finger at him and whispered a "F#ck you too."

He seems to have heard me and clicked his tongue. Oops... I'm in trouble...

"What the hell? He lost... That worthless punk." The middle aged fat man spat out ruthlessly as he trembled at the pain of his wounds.

"Are you one to talk? You got knocked out in 5 seconds. So shut up." I slapped him, hard.

Asta pushes me aside and grabbed his collar. His anger was seeping out into the atmosphere, making it very heavy.

"Why... would you do something nasty? Do you have any idea how difficult is to live without any magic?!" Asta's glare intensifies.

"Kiss my ass. Like I give two shits about someone dying or losing their magic." The fat man smirked.

Snap. The rationality in both Asta and me snapped. How dare you... Of course you wouldn't know how to treasure a life... You haven't died before... You still haven't learnt your lesson... Fine... I'll let you taste the fear and pain these poor children had to suffer in your hands.

"You dirty little...!" Asta tried to punch him.

"Asta." I called out his name.

His punch suddenly shifted directions and hit the wall instead of the fat man. A big dent was formed on the wall.

"It's no use hitting him. Not like he'll ever repent on his actions. We need him to personally feel what they felt. Then maybe, it'll be called a punishment." My voice was so void of emotion that it scared even myself.

System, can you make the man feel excruciating pain?

Of course. If that's what makes you feel peace.

Thank you.

After 2 seconds, the man started to yell out in pain. He was crying, banging his head onto the floor and even excreted on the spot.

Oh man... I didn't know that it was that painful.

"Please make it stop! IM SORRY! MAKE IT STOP AHHHHHH." He was clawing at his own skin, showing off bits of flesh.

"Heh." I sneered.

"What a terrifying man..." The old nun muttered.

Oh sh#t! I made a bad impression.