The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1155 - 176 - The First Expedition (4)

"Now then, I’m sure all of you have already been briefed. For the coming weeks, we’ll be spending our time outside to train all of you," Miss Shredica said.

Her voice was calm, steady, and completely devoid of hesitation. She stood there with her usual composed expression, posture straight, hands relaxed at her sides—as if she were merely announcing a schedule change rather than sending us into a potentially lethal environment. She had been assigned to accompany us on this expedition, not only to guide us but also to intervene if things went south.

Honestly, having her with us eased something deep in my chest.

I trusted her strength. No—I believed in it. She wasn’t just strong in the way knights were strong, or even the way heroes were strong. There was something different about her and that something was heavier. Even now, no matter how much I trained, no matter how many times I tried, I still hadn’t beaten her once.

That fact alone said everything.

"Hey," Amakawa-kun muttered beside me, suddenly leaning in and throwing his arm around my shoulder like we were close friends.

The weight of his arm alone irritated me.

"Have you fucked that chick who looks like Chihara yet?" he asked, his lips twisting into a crude, ugly grin. "Is she delicious? Can I go next?"

The words hit my ears like mud being flung at my face.

"Amakawa-kun, don’t say things like that," I said, pulling away from him. "I have no intention of doing anything like that with my Master. And I absolutely won’t allow you to do something like that to her either."

My voice wasn’t loud, but it was firm. A warning, plain and simple.

I respected Miss Shredica. Not just because she resembled someone from my previous world, but because she had earned that respect—through discipline, strength, and the way she carried herself. She was my master. That alone made his words unforgivable.

"Tch. You’re such a cheapskate," he scoffed. "Just admit you’re fucking that bitch already."

The way he said it made my stomach churn.

"I mean, it’s not like you’d pass up hitting someone like that, right? I’m pretty sure even the knights are ready to fuck. You just have to tell them we’re heroes, and they’ll do whatever the fuck we want. That’s how it works, isn’t it? Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?"

His voice was loud enough that others nearby could hear. A few faces stiffened. Others looked away. No one stepped in.

I felt heat rise behind my eyes. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

It wasn’t just anger—it was disgust. The way he leaned on me, the way he talked like this world existed solely for his pleasure. For a moment, I genuinely considered punching him right there, consequences be damned.

Before I could move, a sharp presence cut through the air.

"Hey," Miss Shredica said. "What do you think you’re doing?"

Her gaze locked onto him.

It wasn’t just a glare. It was sharp, cold, and heavy enough that the air itself seemed to tighten. The irritation on her face wasn’t hidden—it was written plainly, like she was done tolerating nonsense.

"Nothing," Amakawa-kun replied, raising his hands slightly. "I was just pointing out how similar you look to a classmate of ours who isn’t here for some reason."

He kept talking. Too much. Far too much.

"And now I’m realizing something," he continued, eyes narrowing with a twisted sense of excitement. "She’s not here, but someone who looks exactly like her is. Same face, same build. Just different hair and eye colors. Maybe it really is her."

A murmur rippled faintly through the group.

"What, did you get isekai’d here earlier than us?" he pressed on. "Is that why you were absent that day? It makes sense, doesn’t it? There could’ve been a time gap. Enough time for you to become like this."

He sounded proud of himself, like he’d cracked some great mystery.

"Even if it was only one day back in our world, time might move differently here. That would explain why you’re so experienced. You’ve been here longer, haven’t you? Tell me I’m right."

He was convinced. Worse—he wanted to be right.

Truth be told, he wasn’t the only one who’d thought about it. The resemblance was impossible to ignore. A lot of us had wondered.

Miss Shredica snorted.

It wasn’t loud, but it was filled with contempt.

Her eyes sharpened, any remaining patience burning away as she stepped forward. No hesitation. No fear.

"What are you going to do?" Amakawa-kun said, puffing out his chest. "Don’t tell me you want to hit me. Just so you know, I’m a hero. You wouldn’t hurt a hero, would you?"

She stopped just inches away from him.

They stared at each other.

"Good," he sneered. "Know your place, woman."

The next moment happened so fast my brain barely caught up.

A dull, brutal impact echoed through the clearing.

"Guaaah—! Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!"

Her knee was buried deep between his legs.

The sound—that sound—made my blood run cold. It wasn’t just pain. It was destruction. Something had cracked, and I was absolutely certain whatever was down there was shattered beyond repair.

Even though I wasn’t the one hit, my body reacted anyway. I flinched hard, my legs tensing. Around me, other boys instinctively clutched their own balls, faces pale, like they’d felt it too.

"D-Damn you...!" Amakawa-kun hissed, his voice breaking. Tears spilled freely now, his glare weak and unfocused.

"Know your place?" Miss Shredica said, her voice low and sharp. "You’re the one who should know yours."

His knees buckled.

Before he could collapse, she grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head up.

"I heard what you said earlier," she continued, her expression empty. Completely void of emotion. "Just so you know, I have no interest in doing anything with you heroes."

Her grip tightened.

"Your so-called privilege means nothing to me. I would let all of you die if I wanted to. I could kill you myself."

Her hand moved.

She grabbed his crotch and squeezed—harder than before, merciless and deliberate.

"To me," she finished calmly, "you’re all nothing."

"Nghhh—! Aaaahhh! S-Stop it! Knock it off!" he screamed, his voice cracking into something pitiful.

"If you don’t want me to cut it off from between your legs," she said, "learn some manners."

Her gaze flicked toward the rest of us.

"And that goes for all of you."

Amakawa-kun’s eyes rolled back. His body went limp, collapsing to the ground with a dull thud. Foam bubbled at his lips, and a dark stain spread beneath him as he pissed himself.

Miss Shredica released him and stepped back, brushing off her hand as if she’d touched something filthy.

Then she turned back to us.

"Now then," she said, her voice perfectly calm once more, as if nothing had happened at all. "With that out of the way, understand this clearly."

She looked over everyone.

"Death is guaranteed out there. Your safety is not."