Chapter 3
Though Ye Yu had acquired over a hundred abilities through his Devouring power, his lightning ability was the one he'd mastered most thoroughly and used most often.
Under his precise control, the four bullies only felt their bodies go numb, their minds blanking out.
A searing pain followed, slowly bringing them back to consciousness.
"You bastard, what did you do to us?" one of them gasped.
"Oh, I'm just experiencing the thrill you guys love so much," Ye Yu replied with a smirk. "Bullying the weak really is satisfying, isn't it?"
His smile widened as he unleashed another burst of lightning.
Four precise streams of electricity surged into their bodies.
They felt as if their bodies had become massive iron balls, tumbling through the air.
Countless tiny needles seemed to pierce every acupuncture point, while the crackling current sliced across their skin like a razor-sharp blade.
Finally, with a puddle of liquid pooling beneath them, their eyes rolled back, and they passed out.
Ye Yu frowned at their pathetic state.
Even though he'd kept the voltage at its lowest, it was still too much for ordinary humans to handle.
With a flick of his finger, he sent a condensed bolt of lightning toward the group.
In an instant, a blue energy sphere materialized above them.
"Next life, keep your eyes open and don't mess with me," he said coldly.
As he turned to leave the rooftop, a girl suddenly appeared before him.
Two sleek black braids draped naturally over her shoulders.
Her wispy bangs fell like a veil, covering her left eye, while her exposed right eye gleamed like a deep ruby.
Just one glance, and Ye Yu felt himself drawn in.
She wore a familiar gothic black dress, exuding an air of elegance and nobility.
What a stunning girl!
But then it hit him.
"You're... Kurumi?"
Kurumi Tokisaki tilted her head and smiled, pressing a finger lightly to her lips.
"Oh my, Ye Yu, why do you look so surprised to see me? You're so pale—are you feeling ill?"
Before he could respond, she stepped closer, her delicate hand—smooth as polished jade—reaching up to touch his forehead, as if checking for a fever.
This close to such a beauty, most guys would've been flustered, but Ye Yu remained calm.
Memories of Kurumi flooded his mind—both from the original anime and from the original owner of this body.
Tokisaki Kurumi, a second-year literature major at Nerima University.
Heir to the Tokisaki Consortium.
And his classmate.
Wait—this wasn't just the world of The Quintessential Quintuplets?
If Kurumi was here, could there be other powerful characters?
Meeting a breathtaking beauty like Kurumi thrilled him, of course.
But what if this world had other superhumans?
What if, while he was running rampant, someone like Saitama showed up and one-punched him?
Sure, he considered himself strong, but the anime multiverse was full of overpowered freaks he couldn't hope to match.
Lost in his chaotic thoughts, he barely noticed Kurumi's radiant smile.
"Ye Yu, why are you staring at me so strangely? Is my outfit weird today?"
Before he could answer, a surge of violent lightning energy erupted behind him.
Instinctively, Ye Yu grabbed Kurumi and dashed toward the stairwell.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion rocked the rooftop as a blinding flash of lightning engulfed it.
From Kurumi's perspective, the rooftop entrance was swallowed by a wall of solid blue light.
The overwhelming pressure of that superhuman power made her tremble slightly.
"Y-Ye Yu, what just happened?" she stammered.
That was the lightning energy Ye Yu had released.
By compressing it to its limit and wrapping it in telekinetic force, he'd created a delayed explosion.
When the telekinetic shell dissipated, the lightning would detonate.
Though he'd used only a fraction of his power, it was more than enough to obliterate the four bullies.
Even if Conan himself investigated, the only conclusion would be that they'd been struck by lightning.
Yes—Ye Yu had never intended to let them live.
It wasn't just their insults.
The moment he saw them, the visceral memories of being bullied flooded his mind, as vivid as if he'd lived through them himself.
And Ye Yu? He was the type to hold grudges and strike without mercy.
Let those guys go? Not a chance.
"Probably got struck by lightning," he said casually.
"The people up there?"
"Who knows? Probably gone."
Kurumi's mind conjured an image of the scene, and a wave of fear made her tremble.
Feeling her shake in his arms, Ye Yu gently patted her back.
"L-Let's get out of here. I'm a little..." she whispered, her eyes misty with panic.
She looked so fragile, so pitiful.
Ye Yu couldn't help but marvel—Kurumi's acting was top-notch.
He didn't believe for a second that she was genuinely scared.
This was the Nightmare Spirit, a being who'd killed over ten thousand people!
But if she wanted to play the damsel, he'd play along.
"Let me take you to the infirmary. You must be shaken up."
Supporting her, he guided her slowly down the stairs.
By now, the explosion's noise had drawn a crowd of students and teachers.
A man in his thirties, likely a professor, was the first to rush up.
"Students, what happened up there?" he demanded.
"Go check it out," Ye Yu said nonchalantly. "Probably someone got struck by lightning."
"What?"
Kurumi's face paled further, as if she might faint or throw up.
Her frail appearance stunned Ye Yu.
Was this really necessary?
There's no one else here—why put on such a show for me?
But if she was going to commit this hard, he wouldn't let her efforts go to waste.
Without hesitation, he scooped her up in a princess carry.
Ignoring her startled yelp, he strode toward the infirmary.
"Y-Ye Yu, you..."
"You're not looking good. We need to get you treated fast. Don't worry, you're light as a feather."
Kurumi flushed with embarrassment.
Was this really about whether he could carry her?
Passersby—students and teachers rushing to investigate—cast curious glances their way.
Kurumi's face burned under their stares.
Ye Yu, unfazed, navigated to the infirmary from memory.
As he stepped inside, his eyes were nearly blinded by an overwhelming sight.
A blonde beauty in a white lab coat stood before them, staring in surprise.
A name flashed in his mind.
Marikawa Shizuka?
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