I Took A Succubus's First Time-Chapter 74: Don’t Look, You Perv!

Takahashi was radiating such a suffocating amount of envious energy that it felt like the air itself was turning hostile. The wind around them howled like blades slicing through the atmosphere, sharp and unforgiving. People nearby couldn't help but feel unnerved, their expressions a mix of confusion and fear.

"W-What's happening?!"

"Kyaa! My skirt is flying up! Don't look, you perv!"

"Who the fuck would care about your skirt in a situation like this?!"

The wind whipped harder, forcing most people to flee, clutching their belongings as if a tornado had touched down. The gusts were powerful enough to feel like they could rip the ground apart.

At the center of it all stood Takahashi, his eyes locked onto Kouhei with a murderous glare. His face twisted in rage, his intent clear—he looked ready to kill.

"So, you've given in to temptation, huh?" Nagisa said, stepping between Kouhei and Takahashi. Her tone was calm but laced with tension as she stared down the furious man. The ominous aura of envy surrounding Takahashi was almost visible, swirling like a dark mist. 'This aura... He's been completely consumed by it. A fallen angel must've tempted him into embracing one of the seven deadly sins. Normally, envy wouldn't manifest this violently, but he's fallen too far. Now, all that suppressed envy is breaking free, and he can't contain it anymore.'

She turned her head slightly toward Kouhei, her voice low and steady. "Kou-kun, don't leave my side. He's dangerous right now, and he will kill you if he gets the chance."

"Kill me?" Kouhei asked, his voice tinged with disbelief and unease. The idea that Takahashi would go so far seemed surreal, but given the unhinged look on his face, it was more than possible.

"Kekeke! That's right, I'm going to fucking kill you right here and now!" Takahashi snarled, his words dripping with venom. Spittle flew from his lips as his rage spilled over. "I'll kill you so badly not even Kiyohara-senpai will be able to save your pathetic ass!"

Nagisa's eyes narrowed. "Do you really think it's going to be that easy?" she retorted, her voice firm and unwavering. "I'm skilled in martial arts, and I'm not going to let you lay a finger on him."

Takahashi's grin widened, his eyes wild with malice. "Oh yeah? Let's see how your fucking martial arts hold up against me!"

Before Nagisa could react, Takahashi moved. In an instant, he was beside her, his leg already swinging through the air.

What!? He's so fast! I didn't even have time to react!

Those were her last thoughts before the kick connected. The force of his strike sent her flying like a ragdoll, crashing through the school's concrete wall and leaving a gaping hole behind her.

"Kiyohara-san!" Kouhei shouted, panic gripping him as he sprinted toward her. His heart sank when he saw her lying amidst the rubble, motionless and clearly injured.

"This isn't the time to worry about someone else, otaku!" Takahashi's voice growled from behind him. "Your life is in danger now!"

Kouhei whipped around just in time to see Takahashi's leg hurtling toward him. Without thinking, he ducked, the kick missing his head by mere inches. The air from the strike alone was enough to send chills down his spine. When the kick landed on the wall behind him, the concrete crumbled into dust, leaving a massive hole.

If that had hit his skull, he'd be dead on the spot.

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Kouhei gulped, his palms slick with sweat. Takahashi wasn't just out for blood—he was going to destroy anything in his way. Kouhei realized the school wouldn't survive if this continued. If Takahashi wasn't stopped, he'd level the entire building in his blind rage.

With no other choice, Kouhei scrambled to his feet and bolted.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?!" Takahashi yelled, bolting toward Kouhei with the speed of a bullet train, as if he was dead-set on breaking the sound barrier just to catch him.

"Takahashi-kun, listen to me! If you keep this up, you'll hurt innocent people! If you want to fight me, fine—just take it outside!"

"Oh, I will fight you," Takahashi snarled, his voice dripping with venom. "I'll fight you so bad, you'll regret ever being born. You got everything I wanted—everything! Of course, I'm coming for you!"

"Did you even hear me?! People are going to get hurt if you—"

But Takahashi wasn't listening, not even a little. His rage had completely consumed him. Before Kouhei could react, Takahashi was right in front of him, his leg already mid-swing, aiming to deliver a skull-shattering kick.

There was no way Kouhei could dodge this in time. His body froze, bracing for impact—

But just before the kick landed, Takahashi was blasted sideways, sent flying like a ragdoll. The source was Nagisa, her leg still raised from the counter-kick that had hit him square in the ribs.

"Don't you touch Kou-kun!" she shouted, her voice like a whip.

Takahashi's body crashed through a classroom wall, then tore straight through the next, leaving gaping holes in the building.

"Kiyohara-san!" Kouhei exclaimed, relief flooding him. "You're okay! I thought—"

"Save it, Kou-kun. Don't let your guard down yet," Nagisa interrupted, her eyes narrowing. "That kick wasn't enough to finish him off. It's going to take more than that to put him down for good."

Kouhei swallowed hard. "What do we do, then?"

"First, we need to regroup with the others. Let's head to the student council office—we can teleport to where they are from there. If we can just—"

Her words were cut short as a massive surge of energy pulsed through the air. Both of them turned toward the source. Takahashi was already back, standing amidst the rubble like a demon incarnate.

Nagisa's gaze sharpened. "Looks like we're doing this the hard way," she muttered, shifting into a battle stance. Her earlier mistake—underestimating him—wasn't one she planned to repeat. She had let her guard down once, and it nearly cost her. This time, she wouldn't make that same mistake.

"Kiyohara-san, can you please take this fight outside? If he keeps wrecking the school like this, it's going to collapse! People are going to get hurt!"

Nagisa chuckled softly, glancing back at him. "Even when you're the one being targeted, you're more worried about everyone else. That's why I love you, Kou-kun." Her expression grew serious again. "But you're right. We can't let him destroy the school any further."

To Takahashi, their exchange looked like shameless flirting, and it sent him into an even deeper rage.

"FLIRTING?! Right in front of me?!" he bellowed, his aura exploding outward. The air itself seemed to ripple as his power grew even stronger. The more envious he became, the more his strength spiraled out of control—a twisted gift from the fallen angel who had corrupted him.

Nagisa didn't wait for him to strike again. She grabbed Kouhei and hoisted him into a princess carry. "We're getting out of here!"

"Wait, what are you—?!" Kouhei sputtered as Nagisa leapt through the hole she'd created earlier.

When they landed outside, Nagisa quickly set him down, her focus snapping back to Takahashi, who was already on them with another devastating kick.

Nagisa raised her hands, summoning a barrier spell just in time. The impact shattered the barrier like glass, but it absorbed the brunt of Takahashi's strike. Dust and debris scattered in the air as she stood her ground, her expression fierce.

"This is going to be a pain in the ass," Nagisa muttered under her breath, her eyes locking onto Takahashi's with deadly focus.

"Hahahaha! You think that was enough to stop me?! You think I'll hold back when it comes to killing that otaku bastard who keeps stealing everything from me?!"

"Kou-kun didn't steal anything from you. Stop deluding yourself, asshole," Nagisa shot back, her tone sharp and unyielding.

"He stole everything! From Saonji to Yui, and even you!"

Nagisa's lips curled in disgust. "Ugh, that's just creepy. I don't belong to you, you know?"

"You will," Takahashi growled, his eyes glinting with a dangerous intensity. "After I kill that bastard!"

Without another word, Takahashi lunged, throwing a flurry of punches at Nagisa. She braced herself, dodging his relentless attacks with quick movements and blocking when evasion wasn't an option.

He's getting faster... she thought, her body tensing as she tried to keep up.

The longer this fight dragged on, the stronger Takahashi became. His power was feeding off the twisted envy coursing through him, growing with every moment. This wasn't a battle she could afford to prolong—she had to end it now, for both her and Kouhei's sake.

I have to finish this... for Kou-kun!

But as that thought crossed her mind, Takahashi's speed caught up to her. His fist smashed into her face with devastating force, sending her flying through the air. She crashed into the wall of the storage shed, the impact shaking the structure.

"Kiyohara-san!" Kouhei shouted, running toward her. He knelt down and gently grabbed her, his hands trembling as he checked her condition. She wasn't unconscious, but her injuries were severe.

"Kou-kun... run...!" Nagisa whispered weakly, her voice strained from the pain.

"I won't," Kouhei said firmly, determination flashing in his eyes.

He dragged Nagisa into the storage shed and shut the door behind them. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a small talisman—something that Yuuna gave him for emergencies. Without hesitation, he placed it on the ground. The talisman glowed ominously, and within seconds, a massive red blood barrier erupted around the shed, crackling with raw energy.

"I'm going to make sure we win against him, Nagisa," Kouhei said, his voice steady despite the chaos outside.

Then, with a deep breath, Kouhei hesitated for a moment before reaching out. His hands closed around Nagisa's breasts, grabbing them firmly with both hands.