is foolproof! Women always seem to flock to you for some
reason!”
“Uh,
no. Only Lilian’s
really shown any interest in me…”
“And
knowing your luck, it won’t
be long now before even more women flock to you!”
“Are
you sure you’re
talking about me?”
“And
since you’re
dating Lilian, that means every other bodaciously-bodied babe will be
up for grabs!”
Kevin
turned a desperate look towards his mate. “Lilian?
He’s
not listening to me. What should I do?”
“Why
are you asking me?”
Lilian
looked honestly confused. “I
don’t
know how to make him stop. Maybe you should see if he has an off
switch or something.”
“I
think any switch he might have only comes with two settings: perv and
pervier.”
“That
means every sexy bitch coming your way will become mine! Yes! I will
finally obtain my goal of becoming a Harem King!
Mwahahahahahahaha-BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
By
this point, tears of joy were streaming down Eric’s
face. He raised a hand to the ceiling, as if he was trying to reach
out and grasp heaven.
Kevin
and Lilian noticed all the people stopping to gawk at Eric as he
stood in place, right hand on his hip, left hand raised toward the
ceiling, his laughter reminiscent of a stereotypical anime villain.
Slowly,
ever so slowly so to as not attract attention to themselves, the
kitsune and her human mate began walking away from the scene.
As
they walked further away from Eric, they could hear his maniacally
perverse laughter becoming softer and softer until, eventually, it
vanished altogether.
“Kevin…”
“Let’s
just pretend this whole incident never happened,”
Kevin
said.
Lilian
tilted her head, a thoughtful frown marring her pretty face until,
ever so slowly, she nodded. “Agreed.
***
Had
he not been present to see the aftermath of Lilian and Kiara’s
battle, Kevin would have never believed the gym had once been the
location of an epic showdown between yōkai. The once ruined
floorboards were pristine, glistening with a lacquered finish. Brand
new bleachers lined two sides of the interior, and the girders
overhead gleamed with the luminosity of new steel.
Kevin
and Lilian stood with two dozen other kids. Most of them were in
groups of two or three, talking amongst themselves about one thing or
another. Over to their left, a couple girls were staring at them.
Whenever he or Lilian looked their way, they would giggle and go back
to their conversation, which Kevin suspected he and his mate were the
topic of. Standing several feet to his right was yet another group of
kids, boys this time, all of whom were glaring at him. Kevin matched
their glare with a stare of his own, which just caused their attempts
to kill him with their eyes to grow more fervent.
“I
never thought I’d
see you look so confrontational,”
Lilian
said, studying his expression.
Kevin
turned away from his peers and looked at her, his head tilting. “What
do you mean? I’m
not being confrontational.”
“Yes,
you are,”
Lilian
rebutted, smiling as if she was pleased about something. “Maybe
you’re
not trying to bring about a physical confrontation, but you’re
definitely showing these other boys more hostility than before. Back
when we first met, you always did your best to avoid the looks they
sent you. Now you’re
returning them.”
Kevin
turned his head a bit, mostly to hide his blush. “I’m
just sick and tired of people looking at me like I’ve
committed some great crime. The only reason they’re
glaring at me like that is because I’m
dating you and they’re
not. I’m
tired of dealing with their petty jealousy.”
“I
never said there was anything wrong with it.”
Lilian
placed one hand on his right shoulder while the other began to run up
and down his left arm. “I
like that you’re
not letting these people get to you like you used to. It’s
really hot.”
Kevin
rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks growing even darker. “Y-you
think