The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 4: Code: Prey Denied!

The boy blanked out for a moment, just to the next moment, his instinct screamed, something very wrong here.

"Yuuma-chan... that's...!?"

'Flap!'

It was like time slowed for Issei, he can't believe what he saw in the next moment. His pupils dilated to their utmost limit!

Clothes torn, breast rippled as the girl transformed before him. Growing back wings behind her back, materializing strap-like clothes barely contained her enlarged assets, her appearance maturing. The cute girl disappeared, replaced by a mature beauty.

"Yuuma-chan! What is this!?" Issei fell on his bottom, yet, what he felt was no fear, just lust. Seeing those assets, he can't help but fantasize. It was like a scene from a fantasy story come to life before his very eyes.

"I must admit, this day was pretty entertaining, even despite your childish antics. It was like playing house with a little child." she chuckled, her eyes turning from cute to malicious.

"But every good thing ends once, don't you agree? So..." holding up her arm, a light spear materialized, her eyes looking evil as she watched Issei.

"Would you die for me?"

And just now, as she throws the spear, Issei realized something important. "No boobs for me?" Yeah, that was he though for a long moment.

But as such, this was not the end of the "breast dragon emperor," as in the next moment.

"Haaah!" his body, like a puppet moved by a string, like a real Martial Artist jumped up, raising his arm in a stance, dodging the incoming strike under less than a second.

'Bang!' the spear of light left a hole on the paved road, the boy jumped away just in time, even before getting skewered by the energy of light.

"Wha-What is this!?" Issei uttered fearful, seemingly losing control over his body. Just like that, he jumped on his feet; fists raised high in a combat stance. It was not he who was behind the wheel, but an unknown force driving his every move.

'BLNK!'

"Look at it; it seems, there is more than in you than I first anticipated. But no matter!" the fallen woman smirked, licking her lips in lust. "You are still a pathetic human! I will destroy you!" once more, she gathered her power, throwing it towards her opponent.

"Ha-Haah!" but Issei's body moved on its own once again, with a triple flip — which looked like it defied gravity itself — the "loser" jumped over the soaring projectile, right away sprinting towards the fallen as he landed, fists raised high.

"What!?"

'Punch!' 'Break!' 'Crank!'

"Guahhh!" blood splattered on the ground, Issei punched "Yuuma" on her guts, making her stumble in pain for a few moments, before her nose was destroyed by another hit, spitting blood, then sending her flying in the fountain by an uppercut.

'Splash!'

His arms and body trembled in pain, his untrained body not made to withstand such strain.

"Wha-what's just happened? Ugh! My arms!" great pain coursed through his body, like someone removed his limiter for a few moments, sending him overdrive.

"Guahhh! Damn bastard! How could...? I WILL FLAY YOU ALIVE!" "Yuuma" jumped out from the fountain after a few seconds, still holding her face, eyes continuously watering from the pain. She was caught completely off guard. Her body completely drenched from the sudden strikes, nose bleeding, face bruised.

"Yuuma-chan! Sorry! I can't control my body!" and it was the hard truth, fisting in the air, he really can't control his body. It was like several strings yanked the boy, making him do things he wanted not.