"Mr. Pan, I brought some friends to play."
Hayato led the group through several winding alleys before stopping at a small storefront with an inconspicuous sign. This was the bar owned by his friend, Mr. Pan.
The moment they stepped inside, a strange, pungent odor made Kaede wrinkle her nose. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this.
After a brief moment to adjust, she took in the surroundings.
The bar was dimly lit and small. A long counter and a few tables surrounded by circular sofas made up the entire space. Just as Hayato had said, there were no other customers. A bald Black bartender in a floral shirt was leaning over the counter, scrolling through his phone. This was "Mr. Pan."
Seeing Hayato, Mr. Pan set his phone down. Clearly, Hayato had called ahead to give him a heads-up.
"What are you drinking?" Mr. Pan asked, his thick lips parting.
"The usual for me. My friends are bar newbies, so please mix something smooth and easy to drink."
Smooth and easy to drink...
Rin almost burst out laughing.
"Smooth" just meant the taste of alcohol was masked. It didn't mean the alcohol content was low; in fact, it usually meant the proof was hidden behind sugar and fruit.
And a Black bartender in a seedy basement? This was a textbook setup for a "corruption" doujin.
"Leave it to me."
"I'll take one first~!" Momoko, already sitting on the sofa, stood up excitedly and waved at Mr. Pan. A moment later, a milk-colored drink was placed in front of her.
"A Piña Colada. Enjoy."
"Ooooohhh~~~"
As a high schooler who had never touched alcohol, Momoko curiously held the glass up to her nose like a hamster, sniffing the milky liquid.
The Piña Colada radiated a sweet aroma of coconut milk and pineapple juice, making her wonder if the bartender had just served her a fruit smoothie to mess with her.
She took a tentative sip.
It was silky and sweet on the tongue with only a faint hint of booze. It tasted more like a milkshake or a dessert. After two careful sips, she held the glass with both hands and began chugging it down.
Soon, Mr. Pan brought out a tray of cocktails. The one placed by Rin was a Clover Club.
It was sweet and tart, like drinking a raspberry milkshake. Rin sipped it slowly, discreetly placing his phone on the table while keeping his eyes fixed on the delinquents.
They weren't in a rush to get handsy; they were focused on getting the girls wasted first.
After a day of behaving themselves, the delinquents had successfully lowered the girls' guard. Once Momoko started chugging, Sumire Enase didn't hold back either, drinking heavily while shooting meaningful glances at the guys.
Her job was done once she got them into the bar. Now, she just had to wait for them to pass out.
"This is so good! You guys have to try it!" The naive Momoko, now feeling the buzz, began pressuring the others to drink.
The cocktails served were all juice-heavy and dangerously easy to swallow. The delinquents didn't even have to try; Momoko was doing the work for them.
With Sumire pushing from the sidelines, glass followed glass until the girls began to sway and blur.
"Ugh... my head is spinning..."
After two drinks, Suzu faked being drunk and slumped onto the table. Although she didn't know about the "System," she could feel her body was much stronger than before. She even had the feeling she could be hit by a car and walk away!
It wasn't a delusion.
Like Rin, she had been heavily enhanced by Kaede's system; she only looked fragile.
Suzu was just playing along to lower their guard. Forget a cocktail—she could down a bottle of 190-proof Spirytus and stay sober. If they tried anything, she was ready to tear the bar apart with her bare hands.
However, Suzu's caution was still lacking. Rin and Kaede only drank because the System guaranteed no drugs or poison could affect them.
Suzu listened quietly with her head down, while Kaede, seeing Suzu's status on the system interface, began faking intoxication as well.
The first target wasn't the drunken Saki or Sayu, but... Akiho.
"Um... Akiho looks really out of it. Mr. Pan, do you have a place for him to lie down? Eh? No? Then... I'll take him home."
After a few drinks, Hikaru supported the staggering Akiho and led him out of the bar.
If it had been Saki or Sayu being taken, Rin would have intervened. But Akiho was a boy being taken by a "girl"—what was the worst that could happen?
It's not like his kidneys were getting harvested.
Organs aren't like a Sharingan; you can't just plug and play. At most, he'd be "eaten" by Hikaru. Since Akiho was too cowardly to confess to his crush, maybe this would give him some confidence.
Hearing Hikaru's voice fade as they left, the "unconscious" Kaede prayed silently: I hope Akiho's dignity survives this.
Kaede and Suzu were faking it, but Saki and the others were genuinely wasted. Momoko was practically draped over Sumire, who had also "passed out" for the act.
Now, Rin was the only one left sitting upright. Once the girls were "out," he could finally stop holding back.
"This stuff is mixed well! Come on, let's have a real drink!" Rin dragged Kumagai and the others into a toast. When Mr. Pan came over, Rin stopped him. "I don't drink often, but I've heard of something called a Long Island Iced Tea, right?"
"That's right. Want one?"
"No, no, no. I don't want an Iced Tea. I want a Combustible Oolong Tea!" Rin said grandly. "In a big glass! Make it two!"
"Great capacity! You got it!"
Mr. Pan hadn't heard of "Combustible Oolong Tea," but "combustible" usually meant anything over 100 proof.
He just grabbed a massive beer stein, filled it with overproof rum, added a splash of color and ice to make it look like tea.
It was 100% flammable.
Let's see him survive this! Once he's out... hehehe, these girls are all ours.
They didn't dare touch the girls while Rin was conscious.
Based on the strength he showed at the KTV, he could take all of them in a fight combined.
Soon, two massive steins of "Combustible Oolong Tea" were placed before Rin.
They were one-liter mugs. Rin picked one up, tilted his head back, and drained it without hesitation. Under the cheers and applause of the delinquents, he finished the whole thing without changing expression.
Then, he focused on the second mug.
Swish!
Rin pushed the second mug toward the guys.
"I finished mine. Your turn for the second one."
"This..."
The delinquents hesitated. There were six of them, meaning each would have to take a massive hit of pure, high-proof liquor. It wasn't that they couldn't drink, but their goal was the fresh, juicy high school girls. If they got blackout drunk, how could they "play"? Even if they stayed awake, that much alcohol would cause "whiskey dick."
The whole "drunken lust" thing is a myth; if you're truly wasted, you can't get it up.
They had planned this with Mr. Pan—they had been drinking fruit juice all night with zero alcohol.
But Rin had just downed a liter of liquid fire. If the six of them didn't touch it, it would look suspicious. They were forced to split the mug between them.
"Good, good." Rin grinned. "Two more!"
Gulp...
The guys swallowed hard. Under their terrified gazes, Mr. Pan brought two more rounds of the fire-tea. Rin drained his instantly and pushed the next one over.
The six men looked at each other in horror.
"Drink up! Why aren't you drinking such delicious tea? Drinking this tea is a beautiful thing... WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU DRINKING!?"
"Wait, wait... Big Brother, you have a legendary liver. We can't keep up!"
The delinquents immediately started begging for mercy, calling him "Big Brother." They couldn't out-fight him and they couldn't out-drink him. This "tea" wasn't fake like the cocktails; if they took another round, they'd be completely impotent for the night.
"Hmph... we're all men here. Aren't you tired of acting?" Rin let out a contemptuous laugh and finished the remaining "tea." After a few gulps, he glanced at the sleeping Sumire Enase. "Sumire is one of yours, right?"
"Uh... yeah. Correct."
Seeing Rin had seen through them, they stopped pretending. Rin looked at Kumagai and Hayato while sipping his drink.
"How much did you pay Sumire to find girls for you?"
"We didn't pay her." Kumagai looked at Sumire with disdain. "That girl is just a depraved slut. She loves watching girls fall into corruption. She's a total freak."
"Exactly," Hayato chimed in. "Big Brother... they're all passed out now. We won't touch your two 'sisters,' but you get first pick of the rest, okay? Let us see what a real man can do."
Since they couldn't beat Rin, Hayato decided to recruit him.
They just wanted an orgy. One more man in the mix didn't matter to them.
"Now that's the spirit." Rin smiled and patted Hayato on the shoulder. "We're men, what's the point of lying? If you'd said this earlier, we could have started the party this afternoon."
"You guys seem like pros. How many have you done this to?"
"Too many to count." Kumagai, seeing Rin was "on their side," began to brag. "Does a man remember how many pieces of meat he ate at dinner? There are too many to remember."
"Most of them take a little money or a threat to fold. For the stubborn ones, we just knock them out, take some photos, and blackmail them into submission."
"Don't worry, Big Brother. There's plenty more where this came from. But you have to teach us that 'Kung Fu' of yours."
"No problem, no problem."
As Rin played the role of their new best friend, listening to their "glorious" history of violating girls, Mr. Pan joined in, bragging about the drugs he used to control women.
Once Rin felt he had enough, he picked up the phone he had left on the table.
"You heard all that? You can come in now."
"Big Brother, you—"
BOOM!!!
Before Hayato could finish, the bar's front door was kicked off its hinges. A swarm of massive men in black suits flooded the room, pinning Kumagai, Hayato, the four athletes, and Mr. Pan to the floor.
Two figures very familiar to Kumagai and Hayato walked through the wreckage.
"M-Miss Okiura!? I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I... I didn't know they were your friends!"
Seeing the freezing expressions of Karen Okiura and Shion, Kumagai began to shake like a leaf. A second later, he literally wet his pants.
Hayato was equally terrified. If he got caught by the police, he didn't care. But offending Karen Okiura? That was a death sentence.
The athletes and Mr. Pan were screaming for mercy.
"Shut up!" Shion stepped forward and drove the hard tip of her shoe into one athlete's crotch.
The sound of crushing bone was followed by the man fainting instantly. The rest went deathly silent.
"Master... how should we handle them?"
Karen almost slipped and called him Master in front of the help. She caught herself just in time.
She could call him that in private, but there were too many guards around.
Rin looked at the kneeling men thoughtfully.
"They..."
Hayato began to wail, cutting Rin off.
"Please! We know we were wrong! We'll do anything! Just let us live!"
They couldn't understand why Rin had Karen's number or how he could command her. Weren't Karen and the Hoshizuki sisters enemies? Why was their boyfriend so close to her!? She was even asking for his opinion!
"You aren't sorry for what you did. You're just sorry you're about to die... Don't worry, Karen isn't a demon. She's not going to kill you, right?"
"Hmph..."
"Tell you what. I'll give you two choices." Rin smiled, but it was the smile of a devil. "Option one: I drop you in the middle of a rainforest, in a cave so deep even satellites can't find you, for one month. Option two: You take a trip to Thailand and come back to start a new career as idols. You choose."
"Pfft..." Karen couldn't help but giggle. "That's right. I'm not a demon. Pick one."
"Going to Thailand to become idols"? Everyone knew what that meant—forced sex reassignment. As for the jungle cave... it sounded simple, but they felt an instinctive, primal chill.
In Thailand, they could at least live as women. But the rainforest... they didn't know what was in that cave, but the emphasis on "no satellites" made them realize they might not even come back as humans.
"You have ten seconds. If you don't pick, you're going to the bottom of Tokyo Bay."
"THAILAND! WE CHOOSE THAILAND!"
The choice made, the delinquents were dragged out by the guards. Once the outsiders were gone, Karen finally relaxed and looked at Sumire.
"Master, what about her?"
"Leave her for now. I still have— wait, why are you looking at me like that?"
Rin noticed Karen looking at him with the pained, pleading eyes of an abandoned puppy.
He chuckled and ruffled her hair.
"Don't worry. I don't use second-hand cups. She just has one last bit of 'utility' left."