Yujin and Aika stood face to face, poised in the circular arena, a re 10 ters in diater—a space far too small for Awakened combatants.
“Take your ti. I’ll allow you three free moves,” Aika offered, her tone calm and unwavering.
“Thank you, Master. Please wait just a mont,” Yujin replied, gripping his katana tightly.
He didn’t rush. Three chances to strike freely weren’t an opportunity to waste recklessly. Like a wolf stalking its prey, Yujin ticulously prepared his attack.
First, he drew his katana—a special weapon crafted solely for this occasion. It wasn’t just any blade; this was a personal request made to the Japanese Pri Minister himself.
The weapon’s na? Yujindo—a katana tailored specifically for him.
“Let’s test this out first…”
Murmurs spread through the crowd.
“What is that…?”
“Chairwoman, did you approve such a weapon for Yujin?”
“He asked about forging a katana once but said he’d handle it himself.”
“Well, with a ntor like Ninomiya, getting a master smith’s introduction must’ve been easy.”
The audience was in awe. The blade radiated an ominous, crimson glow, exuding an eerie and foreboding presence.
People couldn’t help but think: Yujin wasn’t joking. He’s really here to claim the title of S-Class Number One.
The tension in the air only heightened as he drew his weapon.
“But… why does it look so strange?”
“It’s definitely a katana, but it feels… odd.”
“Is it just , or…?”
The crowd fell into a peculiar silence.
When Yujin infused his katana with mana, the weapon seed to ld seamlessly with him, almost as if it were an extension of his body. However, this effect ca with an unexpected side effect:
“…It looks like… that.”
“It’s shaped like a… male appendage. Why does it look so obscene?”
The weapon’s appearance made so spectators avert their eyes in embarrassnt.
The reason?
Hummmm…
The katana was crafted using materials imbued with succubus essence.
When Yujin had commissioned the weapon, he made two specific requests to Pri Minister Suguru.
First, the blade had to amplify his hypnotic abilities. Thus, he requested it be forged from the core of a succubus—creatures known for their seductive and manipulative prowess.
“It might not work as well on won, but it’s better than nothing…”
What Yujin didn’t know was that Suguru had taken his request a step further, incorporating materials from a rare incubus—a far less common but imnsely powerful counterpart to the succubus.
The result? A katana capable of captivating even the most resistant minds, to the point that even the distant spectators felt its subtle allure.
“...♡”
“My student prepared this just for ? He’s adorable. Too cute to handle. ♡”
Of course, it had no effect on Aika, who stood unfazed.
But for Yujin, this didn’t matter. He never intended to rely solely on the blade’s enchantnts.
“Alright then, Master. Here cos the first move.”
Whoosh!
The katana glowed with an ominous light as Yujin moved, leaving zigzagging trails of violet energy across the small arena. His speed was as precise as it was dazzling, befitting soone with an agility stat nearing the upper echelons of 9.
“Now!”
BOOOOM!
Yujin leapt into the air, unleashing a slash aid directly at Aika.
It was tid perfectly during the briefest mont her eyes had blinked—a tiny gap in her otherwise impenetrable defenses.
The slash descended like a teor, its arc designed to keep the audience safe while maximizing its force.
And Aika’s response?
“The force is comndable, considering the confined space… but—”
Clang.
“Your movents are too large. Even if I wanted to let you hit , I couldn’t.”
Without even drawing her sword, Aika intercepted the strike with the scabbard alone. She had identified the core of Yujin’s mana-infused slash and blocked it effortlessly.
The remainder of the energy scattered harmlessly to the ground, carving a shallow, crescent-shaped gouge in the arena floor.
“Two moves left. Try harder next ti.”
“Please, student, do better! You fought so well during that last gate incident—why are you struggling now?!”
While Aika fretted over how to lose convincingly, Yujin remained composed.
Whoosh! BOOM!
“...!!?”
He launched a nearly identical attack—but this ti from behind her, aiming for her blind spot.
The result?
The sa.
Aika blocked the strike effortlessly, not even bothering to draw her blade.
The scattered remnants of the attack once again left shallow gouges in the ground, identical to the first attempt.
The crowd murmured.
“That attack was fast and powerful… but she blocked it so easily.”
“Maybe he really can’t match Ninomiya.”
“She’s proving why she’s the strongest.”
Among the spectators, only two people refrained from belittling Yujin’s efforts: Sybilla and Paimon.
“He’s not just good at hypnosis—he’s strong too. No wonder I ended up… well, never mind that.”
“Hmph. For a man, he’s… acceptable. At least worthy of wagging his tail at .”
Even the worst demon recognized Yujin’s prowess.
It wasn’t that Yujin was weak—it was that Aika was a monster in her own right.
While the internet erupted with debates and s, Yujin alone remained calm.
“The final move…”
Step. Step.
Slowly, deliberately, he began walking toward Aika.
The audience held their breath.
“As expected of Seo Yujin. Even after two failed attacks, he hasn’t faltered.”
“Maybe the first two were feints to find an opening?”
“Right! He’s known for his intelligence. This must be part of the plan.”
Even Aika’s anticipation grew.
“Student… just co a little closer. If you attack at this range, it’ll be easier for to lose naturally…”
The tension reached its peak.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Yujin as he closed the distance.
Three ters. Two ters. One ter.
Soft step.
And then…
Smooch.
Yujin leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Aika’s forehead.
“...?”
Ti seed to stop.
Aika froze, as did the entire audience.
Yujin withdrew with a smile, his tone casual yet confident.
“This counts as an attack, doesn’t it?”
“...!!!!!!?”
“My student… just kissed . In front of millions of people!!!”
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