He had already noticed the situation here, but had been observing from the sidelines earlier.
Seeing that Hanakaya Daisuke had fallen for his good friend’s Childhood friend, Nagumo couldn’t help but show a strange expression.
Then he saw his subsequent arrogant and smug look, and the lewd expression he directed at Natsumi…
Holy cow!
Isn’t this the standard cuckolding blondie?
A cuckolding blondie, and what’s worse, this blondie was the protagonist’s good buddy.
Nagumo immediately envisioned a stomach-churning, dog-shit plot where the male protagonist and the girl were Childhood friends, innocent and mutually in love, only for the best friend to steal her away.
It feels like I’m watching ‘Little Li Flying Dagger’…
Damn it!
My blood pressure is rising!
It was truly unique for a Tentacle Monster from the chaotic evil alignment to have its blood boil from the cuckolding plot unfolding below, but who cares?
Today, I, the pure love little Tentacle, am going to kill these cuckolders!!!
Smashing through the window, severing the tentacles, saving the girl—
Phew, my thoughts cleared instantly.
“You—”
“You you you you you—!”
Falling from heaven to hell often happens in an instant, a single breath, a blink of an eye.
The prey that was within grasp had escaped from his palm.
This wasn’t a cooked duck flying away; it was a duck already in his mouth flying away.
And there was no way to ever catch her back.
Hanakaya Daisuke, who was eager to fulfill his ambitions and desires, watched as the coveted Natsumi broke free from the tentacles and left him.
The surging anger had just ignited when waves of intense pain extinguished it, replaced by endless terror and fear.
He felt it, the aura of death… The sharp aura emanating from the Tentacle Monster that crashed through the window, an indescribable sense of oppression.
Hanakaya Daisuke felt it; it was simply… a great terror!!
If only Nagumo could speak, he’d probably shout ‘Cuckolder, die for me!’ and his aura would increase by a few more points.
Thump thump thump thump—
Urgent footsteps were approaching from outside.
“Natsumi!
Daisuke… Daisuke?” Matsubara Houichi and the others arrived late.
They had no idea what had happened from beginning to end, only hearing the commotion.
Natsumi leaning against the wall, the bleeding Hanakaya Daisuke, and the jellyfish-like Tentacle Monster in the window…
This scene imprinted itself on their eyes, making their breathing stop.
The Tentacle Monster appeared again?
“Natsumi, run—!”
Emmmm, at this moment, listening to Matsubara Houichi’s loud voice, he suddenly felt like a clown.
Of course, Natsumi was no longer paying attention to her Childhood friend.
She didn’t even look at Houichi, but maintained her upward gaze, staring intently at the Tentacle Monster with its tentacles dancing above.
The silvery moonlight shone on him, casting a faint silver glow.
There was no one else.
Nagumo likewise ignored the belated students.
The tentacles beneath him suddenly elongated, and the moment a whooshing sound echoed, Hanakaya Daisuke’s tragic wail followed immediately.
Matsubara Houichi and the others suddenly widened their eyes, staring blankly at their friend, whose legs had been severed, rolling on the ground and howling, their hands and feet turning cold.
“Daisuke—”
“Houichi, quick!
Quick, save me!!
That monster appeared!!
It’s going to kill me, it will kill me—” Hanakaya Daisuke, lying on the ground, dragged his bloody, mutilated legs, leaving a long trail of blood.
He screamed, reaching out for help, “And that woman, it’s her, it’s Natsumi who helped that monster target me!!”
“Houichi, quick, save me, quick, save me—!!”
Wh-… what?
Natsumi, she…
Matsubara Houichi looked at his Childhood friend in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.
Seeing Houichi’s gaze on her, Natsumi clenched her small fists, “Houichi, do you believe that pervert’s words?”
“I…”
Pervert?
Natsumi and Daisuke, how did their relationship suddenly… Matsubara Houichi was completely confused, but he believed what he saw.
Daisuke’s tragic state made him anxious, “Natsumi, whatever it is, we can talk later.
Come here first, that monster is very dangerous!”
Monster?
Dangerous?
There was no safer place than here.
Natsumi sighed softly, her gaze complex as she looked at her Childhood friend.
She slowly stood up, leaning against the wall, not moving.
She just stood obediently beside Nagumo.
She said nothing, her expression disappointed, and in that moment… she felt so tired.
From Hanakaya Daisuke’s ugly face to his current shameless remarks, and her Childhood friend’s distrust… it all made her feel very weary.
That cuckolder is truly shameless, even trying to shift the blame.
But what is this girl doing?
Couldn’t this misunderstanding be explained?
Nagumo didn’t understand what Natsumi was thinking, and he couldn’t bother with such trivial matters.
Suddenly—
A tentacle struck the toilet to the side, relentlessly whipping and ravaging the shattered door panel.
Its speed increased, its force grew, until finally, taking advantage of the opponent’s counterattack, it coiled around her tentacles and pulled hard back.
Thump—!!!
She was slammed against the wall!
Only then did everyone discover the figure… who had been hiding inside all along.
“Touka?!” This chapter is updated first at g.com.
“Touka-chan?”
Matsubara Touka was spread-eagled against the wall, a joyful smile on her face.
“Ow, ow, ow… So merciless, aren’t you?
You saved me before, but now you’re so heavy-handed.
Touch-kun is so mean~”
Ten-… Touch-kun?
That girl I saved before… Nagumo remained silent, mainly because he couldn’t speak.
He fell into thought, “Because of that needle?
Did it turn her into a monster too?”
But why is this girl so strong after turning into a monster?
She’s completely different from those weaklings.
Could she be the ‘heroine’?
His incredibly strong intuition told him that this Matsubara Touka was even more powerful than the previous mini-boss, the Worm Monster.
However, in front of his evolved self, she shouldn’t be able to cause much trouble.
“Touka, you… you did all this?!” Natsumi wasn’t stupid; she instantly sorted out her thoughts, her delicate pretty face looking quite ugly.
“You turned Hanakaya Daisuke into a monster, then came to attack me?”
Monster?
Attack?
Matsubara Houichi and the others’ brain cells were almost at their limit, but looking at the two confronting each other, he seemed to understand something.
Did I misunderstand Natsumi…?
“How could that be, Sakurakami Natsumi-senpai, you misunderstood me.
Actually, I only did this to lure out Touch-kun.
There’s absolutely no ill will, because I’m just too curious about Touch-kun.
I’ve never seen such a special existence.”
“It not only saved you, but it saved me too at that time.
A monster that helps humans… Don’t you think that’s very interesting?”
Natsumi’s face was ashen, completely disbelieving Touka’s explanation.
Matsubara Touka, after her personality change, had always given her a dangerous feeling.
Touka didn’t care about Sakurakami Natsumi-senpai’s suspicion and continued to stare at Nagumo, “Now that I’ve seen you, I’ve realized you’re indeed extraordinary.
Although you’re also a Tentacle Monster, you’re different from us, and not our kind… Ah, I’m still too curious.
What secrets does Touch-kun hold?
I really want to know—what exactly are you?”
What am I?
Tsk tsk.
“No more pretending, I’m just a passing Pure Love God of War,” Nagumo somehow held up a wooden board, probably torn from the women’s restroom door.
Looking at the words carved on it, even the yandere Matsubara Touka froze for two seconds, then covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
“Pure Love God of War?
How interesting indeed…”
Natsumi pursed her soft, delicate lips, and her collagen-rich, fair face inexplicably flushed.
As for Matsubara Houichi and the others, who had little presence, they suddenly realized a problem: that monster… can communicate?