An autumn evening.
The dojo was filled with sweat and spirited shouts.
Karen Takahara stared at Takuma with an unusually serious look in her eyes.
"Kunimi! Spar with me! I wanna fight you!"
"Huh? Me? Sure, I guess..."
Karen's fighting spirit burned within her.
(—But I'm not just here to practice.)
(Sparring means physical contact. And physical contact means... a lucky pervert moment!)
She had a plan.
Unfortunately— her opponent was Takuma Kunimi.
"...Hah!"
With light footwork and precise kicks, Takuma maintained the perfect distance between them.
Karen deliberately threw herself off balance— but Takuma simply took one step back and smoothly redirected her.
Mikiko blinked.
(...Wait. He dodged her?!)
Urara stared in disbelief.
(Karen-chan deliberately tried to crash into him, and she completely missed?!)
Shiori narrowed her eyes.
(The lucky pervert flag... He broke it in seconds.)
In the end—
Karen accomplished nothing except exhausting herself and collapsing onto the floor.
"Ugh... K-Kunimi...!"
She glared up at him.
Takuma tilted his head.
"Huh?"
"We were just sparring normally, weren't we?"
"THAT'S THE PROBLEM!!"
The heroines were burning with frustration.
"Today, I'm definitely doing it!"
"We're going for a lucky moment! ♡"
"This time, we're taking him down."
One after another, the girls began launching their own attempts at "accidental contact."
Deliberately bumping into him in the hallway.
Dropping papers so they could reach for them at the same time.
Pretending to stumble on the stairs.
Classic rom-com setups.
Surely at least one of them would work.
However—
"Watch out."
Takuma smoothly stepped aside.
The girl recovered her balance without colliding with him.
Flag destroyed.
"Your papers?"
Takuma bent down, picked them up, and handed them back.
"Try not to drop them."
No touching hands.
No racing heartbeat.
No romantic tension.
Flag destroyed.
"...Watch where you're going."
He helped her regain her balance— then immediately let go.
Like he'd just stopped a grocery bag from falling off a table.
Flag destroyed.
Mikiko clenched her fists.
"...What IS this?! He's harder to break through than a brick wall!"
"Those are supposed to be heart-pounding moments!"
Shiori threw up her hands.
"He's breaking every single flag we throw at him!"
Hina watched from nearby.
"...Ignoring romantic setups this thoroughly has to be a talent."
Momiji nodded.
"The King of Obliviousness among Kings of Obliviousness. He's even managed to nullify the legendary lucky pervert trope."
"A man capable of defying the fundamental laws of the rom-com universe."
"The Bug of Machida."
Momiji paused.
"...He's entering the realm of the gods."
Mr. Oblivious himself.
Even the girls' desperate attempts to trigger a lucky pervert moment— were effortlessly nullified one after another.
Takuma Kunimi simply walked down the hallway.
Simply sparred at the dojo.
And simply finished another perfectly ordinary day— without realizing he'd just defeated the laws of the rom-com universe itself.