No means No! 2 (Patreon)

No means No! 2 - or ‘In a world of depravity and lust, a single man stands against the noncon aspects of it’ (Hentai-world, feat. OC-Insert)

After Nelize went away, I pretty much spent a solid hour cleaning and thinking.

The idea of becoming a divine agent sounded absurd, especially when I am supposedly the only one in this world to act against so many potential issues. Yes, I would have support and equipment from Nelize, but a man can do so much before it becomes… well, too much.

So, rather than just me mulling over this proposal at home, I decided to go for a walk. It was a Monday, but I didn’t have to worry about work as I didn’t have to work all days of the week and I asked for a day-long break. So I could enjoy another pleasant day without having to face the daily paperwork while pondering on this situation.

I couldn’t help but see this stroll also on a more ‘ruthless’ view. Yesterday’s actions had left me in a rather vicious mood. Not necessarily an angry one, but the usual disdain I felt for the crazy shit lingered. And I just started to overthink over the people around me.

Old man and girl, father and daughter- I wonder who is in charge, the loli or the depraved ‘Dilf’.

Two women jogging, chatting happily. One was wearing a wedding band, the other not- They sure look extremely close to each other.

A slim boy and an older looking female student that appeared quite innocent- tomgirl and dominant bitch in the bed. I wouldn’t be surprised if this guy has a girlfriend too.

My brain was just unwilling to let go of that critical doujin-remembrance that was capturing it, giving me a rather bleak view of everything. It was a guttural sensation that was not just leaving. And as I continued to think about Nelize’s words, I finally stumbled on something that was far too blunt for me to ignore.

Little guy, high schooler from the looks of it. Blond, sharp eyes, and yet a small frame that was unfit to clash against his ‘exchange student’ trouble. Tall and bulky, the dark-skinned fellow was an US citizen alright. The smaller boy had tried to defend his girl, the childhood friend having become the target of the fucker and he realized this on the spot.

Sadly, his cleverness to pick up cues on the spot didn’t allow him to understand the difference between a muscular bastard like that and himself. So, he was getting his ass kicked. The issue? The bastard was getting a bit too vicious about it.

So, I decided to intervene. “Ohi, get off that kid.”

The man just gave me a flat look, clearly not listening and thinking I would just drop it. Getting pushed away was not within his expectation as I could see from his surprised look when I just did that.

“Da fuck are you doin’, man?” The tall fellow replied in English, holding his bruised chin.

“I don’t know, punk, the fuck were you doing with the lil’ kid?”

Surprise flashed on the guy’s face as he realized I spoke muthafucking US English back to him.

“Well, mind ya business. I was teachin’ this lil’ punk that he had to respect big men, cuz.”

“Are you now, big boy? Because I can tell you don’t read laws on self-defense if you are planning to dodge an arrest.”

“You-” He sounded shocked, but I wasn’t done yet.

“Get your punkass out of my sight before I call the cops on your ass, fucker,” I told him angrily. “And trust me, you will regret not having cops on ya if you stay behind to get the assbeating of your life!”

He glared, but I was way angrier he could hope to get. He just spared a passing look to the girl and then left. Once he was out of sight, I turned to the boy.

“Can you get up?”

“U-Uh?”

“Your ass, can you lift it off the ground, boy?”

The blond blinked and tried to do that. I huffed and lifted him standing up by his collar. He appeared stunned by this development and-

“The fuck were you doing right now, picking a foe twice your size?”

The glare he gave me was the one a furious kitty would deliver. “He was looking weird at Nao.”

“And? You still went on to pick a ‘man fight’ by fighting a man twice your side.”

The blond growled, but I wasn’t just angry at the boy as I turned to the big-tiddied girl. “And why didn’t you call a teacher when it got bloody?”

The brunette that was ‘Nao’ tensed up in surprise at being blamed for it.

“N-Nao isn’t-”

“Can it, pocket-tiger, I ain’t done with you too,” I interrupted flatly. “So, girl, why?”

“...It looked… hopeless.”

“Because he looked strong? Muscular? Masculine?”

She blushed a bit and I snorted.

“Really, girl?”

“S-Sorry.”

“N-Nao, you didn’t… you didn’t think it was nice to see me hurting, right?”

The lack of response defeated the boy a bit.

“See, both of you are in the wrong here,” I lamented dryly. “First, you- what’s your name?”

“H-Hiroki,” The boy said and I nodded.

“Good, Hiroki- now, that shit you just did? Don’t do it again unless you want to go to the hospital. You will also not speak of this to anyone else and just say you tripped and hurt yourself.”

“I-”

“Why?” Nao asked. “I-I mean, wouldn’t it make sense to just tell others about it?”

“Normally? Yes,” I agreed with the brunette. “However, that punk looked ‘too clean’. His accent also suggests he is keen to be aggressive and that usually results in a guy with rich parents that are fine with ‘claiming women from others’.”

“T-That’s not fair!” Hiroki rebuked. “Why would he want to do that to others?!”

“Pleasure, a sense of feeling strong, and ‘showing off’ so to speak,” I started to list out. “These are the kind of bastards that want to hurt others. Both men and women.”

I turned to the girl. “Nao, right?”

She perked up and then nodded. “Y-Yes?”

“I am not going to tell you how to live your life, that’s your prerogative, but I have to make a point about the fact this guy is trouble. You don’t let him anywhere close to you or you will be ruined. He will try to worm closer to you now that this dumbass is injured so… I want you two to have this with you.”

I fished out two business cards of mine. I had those due to obligations with the office.

“If you need help, use ‘this’ number. It’s my personal phone’s number, so I will be able to pick it up whenever needed,” I remarked, giving both kids a stern look. “No ‘heroic’ shit from either of you. If troubles come, you give me a call and I will make sure he doesn’t get away with anything. You call me, you don’t do anything stupid. Got it?”

I looked at the boy, seeing it in his eyes that he wanted to talk back, but deflated as I gave him a glare, and then at the girl as I knew she was hesitant and clearly ‘aroused’ by the display she saw there.

“Okay,” She softly said, almost ‘giving up’ to the idea of entertaining that thought.

I wasn’t sure if it was going to work but… fuck, at least I tried. And as I left the two to resume their walk home, I went back to my flat to relax a bit. I felt so stressed after that experience, feeling that this was far more complicated than something that could be solved with a random bout of violence.

I just wanted to cave his face in with a punch, but I knew better than to do that in broad daylight. No, it wasn’t the right path to take and… I am getting invested in this. It wasn’t even a matter of morality- fuck, I wouldn’t care if it was an isolated case but… I know this story.

It was a Doujin from Terasu MC. (417912) First the childhood friend, then the big sister, finally the mother and then the ‘karate friend’.

I wouldn’t say much about the childhood friend since it didn’t feel ‘forced’ in how it happened, but I felt less compelled about the sister and the mother. Same for the Karate Friend considering the subtle implications on the girl’s thoughts when she ‘submitted’ to the dark-skinned guy.

So, what if the same extended to the childhood friend? What if the bastard ‘pushed and coaxed’ until he dominated the girl? As much as I could accept it in fiction, this was real life. The girl was in her first year of High School, that guy looked to be in his last. I don’t need to explain how the age gap matters to me a lot in this situation, but even more the way this all came to be.

I was just sitting here, chilling with my thoughts and contemplating if this was a sign that I had to accept that offer. I thought about it some more and… I sighed.

“Maybe I am overthinking this,” I remarked. “Maybe I even frightened that punk away from his path.”

My assumption was dashed to the wind right as I heard my phone ringing. I picked up the pocket device and… unknown number.

“Hello?”

“T-Talley-san, it’s- it’s Nao.”

Fuck.

“What happened?”

“H-He is here. At my house. He told mom that we were meant to study together.”

She was panicking. It was clear that he was pushing her about it, and now I had confirmation- I had to involve myself before this got too troublesome.

“Got it, where are you right now, Nao?”

“H-Home-”

“I meant the address,” I remarked softly, knowing she was tripping with her answers out of fright.

She relied it to me and- “W-What should I do? He- he wants to go alone in my room with me.”

“Delay. Say that your English tutor sent you a message that he will be there in a few minutes. Got it?”

“Y-Yes. I… I don’t like him. He-He is being too pushy.”

“It’s alright, Nao. I will clear him out of your house without trouble. Ease down, and everything will be fine.”

The call ended, and I put on a jacket before leaving the flat. The address led to a relatively close family house, one I reached well within ten minutes of pacing fast around the mostly empty streets.

Fixing my clothes a bit more, I adopted a professional stance right by the door before ringing the bell. A woman came to answer it and she smiled.

“Oh, I suppose you’re the English Tutor, Talley-san?”

“That would be me, Sugichi-san. I suppose Nao told you that we forgot to give her some forms.”

“Yes, she is in the living room with a classmate for a project.”

“Uhm? A classmate? Is it Hiroki?” And thus the act began.

“Hiroki-kun? No, he is still recovering from an injury. There’s this tall young man that-”

“Tall? Ma’am, we don’t have tall students in the classroom.”

The woman… froze, and I walked forward, feigning advanced fright as we both returned to find the tall man trying to grope Nao. The girl was clearly against it, but she was losing that battle. Then, the dark-skinned guy noticed us.

He was so shocked his efforts stopped and the woman that I knew was Nao’s mother gasped.

“W-What are you doing to my daughter?!”

The guy stood up as he recognized me. Shocked and yet clearly belligerent. He marched up towards us, Nao’s mother unconsciously shifting behind me and I just stood there. I felt that very anger from the previous night back in my mind, but better-controlled- I was in charge.

The bastard went for a punch aimed at my throat. He really wanted to hurt me, but I just blocked it with my left hand and swiftly showed him how to properly punch a throat. He tensed up in shock, hands rushing to his neck as he fell on the ground trying to stop the pain in that bit of his body.

He was soon unconscious as I stomped my shoe on his head. A single but strong stomp was enough to make him go to sleep. He was still breathing, but his eyes were unfocused and soon closed.

“W-Who is this boy?”

“Not a classmate of your daughter, ma’am. I suggest you contact the police, and tell them that this young man intruded,” I answered smoothly. “Also, it would be best that you don’t bring up when I was there.”

“Why? You saved us,” The woman remarked, slightly scandalized by the suggestion.

“It is best for this sort of reputation to not be given to a teacher. A student defending herself, however.”

Nao tensed up as she realized what I meant, but slowly nodded in agreement. The last thing I needed was for this bastard’s daddy to start hunting me down.

Once I made sure that the guy had been tied up with some rope in the house, I left to return home and… crash on the couch. I closed my eyes and… I found my head resting on a thicc lap.

“Another good job,” Nelize beamed as she caressed my face.

“Far from done,” I remarked quietly and she giggled.

“You are right. However, you helped a lot. I am surprised how you managed to do so without my help.”

“For now, this is… feasible,” I admitted. “But it’s clear this guy is going to pick up the pace and make this more difficult.”

The White Dragon hummed. “You’re right. So, do you accept my offer?”

“Yes.”

She smiled wonderfully. “Great.”

And as she said that, her belly grumbled.

“...Are you making dinner soon~?” Nelize asked nervously and I nodded.

I feel like this is only the beginning of something silly… but overall vicious if I end up getting my hands on some stuff to murder these bastards.

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AN

Will is up to no good and, with his intrusion, the plot of the Doujin is changing. Now Hiroki’s big sis may… be interested in thanking her bro’s savior somehow. And he is not going to say no to an eager gyaru legal girl.