Hentai King System

”Hai hai itto.”

Rigel walked in without any shame at all.

The female commentators and a portion of the spectators all made disgusted faces.

”…Well~ There was an unexpected delay, but let’s pick it back up. After all, someone like him is bound to lose in the first round!”

The emcee must have sensed the awkward atmosphere in the venue. She was mocking Rigel.

In response, the audience burst out laughing.

”Alright, now the final introduction! Of course, we couldn’t possibly forget her, right!? The number-one ranked student in the Royal Academy, S-Class third-year, and a genius in every single field! The President of the Student Council, Her Highness Amelia Fiorette Wistaria, the Fifth Princess! Daaaaaa!”

The moment the female commentator finished the introduction, the entire venue exploded into cheers.

”Uwooo!?”

Rigel reflexively covered his ears.

And he realized—

The girl striding confidently onto the stage was the arrogant girl who had spoken to him earlier.

(So that’s the Fifth Princess… She’s pretty impressive up close. Hehe~)

The Royal Academy had a rule that status didn’t matter and prying into people’s backgrounds was forbidden.

But it was impossible to keep quiet that the number-one ranked student and Student Council President was the Fifth Princess.

Amelia, who combined proven talent with royal status, was an academy legend.

Probably only Rigel didn’t know her.

Amelia walked up onto the stage with perfect poise and stood a short distance from Rigel.

He gave her a curious glance, and she noticed—

”Hmph… I don’t care about weaklings. A princess of the royal family should live humbly under our protection… but she comes to a tournament like this?”

When their eyes met, Amelia immediately looked away.

She looked down on Rigel… no, on every single participant.

”If someone can truly threaten me in a good way, I’d be grateful. But I doubt I’ll find anyone…”

Amelia muttered.

—What kind of average level do these participants have?

Entering the Royal Academy placed a student in the top 5% of the entire kingdom.

Many dropped out after failing, so simply still being enrolled six months into first year already made their value skyrocket.

If they’d advanced to second or third year, that was even more proof.

Add in the fact that they were talented and motivated enough to enter the Martial Arts Tournament, and the people on this stage could be called the academy’s cream of the crop—excellent students with strong ambition.

They were the hope of the academy.

But…

”I heard rumors that this year’s participants are different… but it’s not like there’s suddenly more of them.”

Amelia whispered as she spat.

As I said earlier, the average level is high.

Rigel himself was hiding his true power and was slacking in the lower half of first-year S-Class, but he still belonged to S-Class and the Health Committee.

From Amelia’s perspective, however, they were all utterly inadequate.

(Kukuku. Nice. Perfect material to close off my rape life in the academy. And seeing them up close on stage, I realized there are still plenty of untouched girls left. Nice lineup…)

Rigel smirked.

The rape scenes during the Martial Arts Tournament were going to be fun.

Completely unaware of his thoughts, the female commentator continued the opening ceremony.

”Ooooh! Rigel is on the defensive! Lucia’s fierce attacks just won’t stop!”

The commentator shouted.

The people watching and the audience were all staring at the stage.

In the center stood Rigel, facing his first-round opponent—the combat girl Lucia.

”Haaaaaaa! What’s wrong!?? You’re on the defensive! Is this all you got, first-year S-Class!!”

(Heh… She doesn’t even know what a person’s reaction is…)

When she taunted him, Rigel clicked his tongue inside.

Right now she was launching a powerful spinning kick.

He blocked it with both arms, then stepped back with a backstep.

He even pretended to be driven to the very edge of the stage.

”This is it. First-year S-Class, aren’t you shocked?”

Lucia yelled.

She was second-year B-Class.

Even though their grades were different, she had a small inferiority complex toward S-Class.

(I’m the one who should be shocked. She can’t even gauge her opponent’s strength and she’s acting all high and mighty…)

Rigel thought, spitting out the words.

But he didn’t let it show on his face.

The reason he was on the defensive… wasn’t because he was losing in terms of skill.

If he lost by a huge gap, it would stand out.

So he was deliberately holding back his power.

”The skill difference is obvious! How is Lucia going to finish off Rigel, who’s been cornered at the edge of the stage!? This is what we’re all watching!!”

The commentator cried out.

The audience and Lucia herself had been completely fooled by his act.

”Die!!”

Lucia unleashed a massive right flying kick.

Rigel, trapped at the edge of the stage, had no way to dodge.

(Guess I have no choice… Well, I’ll dodge around a bit more to keep up the weak impression. This is the perfect timing…)

Rigel thought.

And with a pathetic ”Hii!?” he dropped into a low crouch on the spot.

”Wha!?”

Lucia’s right foot passed right over Rigel’s head.

But it didn’t pass through his entire body.

His head… slammed directly into her crotch.

Because it was a powerful flying kick, it was a solid hit.

”U-gh… aah…!”

Lucia staggered with a face of agony.

After battling on the edge of the stage, she simply fell off the edge.

”R-Rigel is the winner!!”

The commentator announced Rigel’s victory.

But the audience looked stunned.

They had no idea what had just happened.

”Th-that guy won…??”

”You’re kidding! What the hell was that match!!”

”Was it just a lucky win after running around?! Aren’t you embarrassed!!?”

”Second round forfeit! A first-year S-Class guy acting all pathetic like that…!!”

While ignoring the audience’s abuse, Rigel stepped off the stage.

He won.

He had skillfully hidden his strength and advanced to the second round.

For the sake of finding a good rape opportunity, it was a perfect match-up.

The only slight disappointment was that he hadn’t been able to rape during the match.

If the flow had allowed it, he would have wanted to creampie in the middle of the fight.

But fighting a straightforward combat girl made it impossible to rape without the audience noticing.

That could only be saved for the second round onward.