Evil Lust World Travel System

"How could you even think of coming to such an event?!"

In the high-end western restaurant, Rika Minami, a tanned woman with beautiful purple hair, barely contained her annoyance as she glared at her best friend, Shizuka Marikawa.

'My girlfriend actually agreed to go on a blind date with some random guy while I was waiting for her online. What the hell am I supposed to do?'

Deep down, Rika was fuming with anger.

Last night, when she overheard Shizuka casually mention she was attending a blind date party, Rika had nearly exploded in anger. The urge to pull out her gun and shoot whoever was daring enough to ogle her "big cow" was almost overwhelming.

She'd spent nearly a decade grooming Shizuka, raising her from a naive girl into the stunning beauty she was now. And now, some random thief wanted to swoop in and steal her prize?

It was infuriating, even absurd.

So, Rika ignored all of Shizuka's reassurances. Today, she came fully prepared, armed to the teeth, ready to see who was foolish enough to try and snatch food from a tigress's mouth.

"Ale, it was Saeko who asked me to come, so I agreed," Shizuka replied with a nonchalant expression.

As the saying goes, "all pink hair turns black when cut." Despite Shizuka's scatterbrained nature, there were moments when she had her own subtle calculations at play.

She might look innocent and silly, but she wasn't completely dumb.

Shido Koichi had been circling around her for some time, pestering her. If anyone else had been pestering Shizuka like that, Rika wouldn't have hesitated to beat the living shit out of them—a proper hell-beating to scare them off.

But Shido's father was a congressman, and even Rika couldn't do anything to the other party unless the other party did something excessive. 

Plus, while lesbian relationships were legalized in Western countries, it was still frowned upon in Japan. Shizuka's decision to go along with Saeko's request wasn't just to appease the girl—it was also a means to shield herself from the judgmental eyes around her.

Not to mention, she would also be getting an expensive free meal out of it, so why not come? 

Of course, Rika didn't know about all of this, and she shot her friend a sharp look with slight dissatisfaction.

"Are you serious right now? Do you even know how to say no? How will you handle that guy taking advantage of you if I don't come?"

Rika was well aware of her friend's weakness. The stupid kid Shizuka really didn't know what serious rejection meant. She had never been particularly good at rejecting people outright.

She knew that if she hadn't always been there to protect Shizuka, those creeps would have devoured her long ago, leaving nothing but her bones behind.

"Well! That's Saeko's father, so he should be a decent man!"

Shizuka waved her hand dismissively, as if saying that her good friend was thinking too much.

'How can there be so many perverts in this world?'

"You! If I hadn't been protecting you, you'd probably have ended up locked in some pervert's basement by now. And with your huge breasts, they'd treat you like a cow for milking!"

Rika snapped back, shaking her head in disbelief.

Frustrated, she grabbed Shizuka's large, supple breasts hanging on her chest, kneading them angrily.

They were so big that, even with both hands squeezing them, she could barely grasp one.

"Ahhhh—don't play with me like this!"

Shizuka, whose breats were being kneaded by Rika, suddenly let out a passionate moan.

"Excuse me, I'm--" 

But at that moment, the door to the room suddenly opened, and Enzo appeared, standing in the doorway, stunned by the sight before him.

After all, anyone would be shocked to walk in and see a dark-skinned beauty manhandling a pale-skinned woman like a cow.

Seeing that someone was here, Rika quickly pulled her hands away from Shizuka's chest, looking flustered. She stared at the floor, trying to act as though nothing had happened.

"Oh no, it happens every time! I can never keep my bra on!" Shizuka, however, didn't have much reaction. Instead, she looked at her messed-up top and became worried.

For someone like her—with such large breasts—not only did her bras need to be custom-made, but even putting them on every day was a hassle.

Now, after Rika's rough treatment, her breasts had slipped out of the bra entirely. It was going to be a real struggle to fit them back in.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Rika was embarrassed by her friend's casual attitude, and she suddenly felt that Shizuka was really confused.

How could she talk about such things in front of a man?

She quickly stood up, shifting her attention to Enzo, who was still standing at the door.

"Are you here for a blind date with Shizuka?"

"Not bad, and you are?"

Enzo casually stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

"I'm Rika, Shizuka's—ahhh, Master Busujima!"

Rika stammered, and her tone changed from casual to panicked.

Only now, with Enzo closer, did Rika realize who he was. She was so focused on playing with Shizuka that she hadn't noticed his face before.

In Japan, learning kendo was practically a requirement for police officers. Even though Rika was a sniper, she had still attended kendo classes.

Master Busujima had once provided special training to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and Rika had been fortunate enough to participate. So she recognized him immediately.

Shizuka, on the other hand, was clueless and never paid attention to her students' backgrounds, while Rika didn't ask either.

After all, anyone who could attend Oda Academy must come from a wealthy family. The entrance requirements alone were high.

However, Rika never expected that the man coming for a blind date with her best friend would be none other than the renowned Master Busujima.

Though she wasn't a kendo enthusiast herself, she couldn't help but feel excited to see such a famous figure standing right in front of her.

Of course, Shizuka didn't have so much burden, and she asked directly.

"Master? Are you little Saeko's father?"

Enzo settled into the seat across from the two women, giving a small nod.

"Yes, Saeko is my daughter. I'm sorry if I've caused any inconvenience."

"No, no trouble at all!"

Rika responded quickly, unable to hide her excitement.

Though she often leaned towards women, Rika's sexual desires had always been more flexible than most might assume.

In truth, her attraction wasn't limited to women.

She would actually not object to dating men, but she had no patience for weak-willed men who couldn't hold their ground. That's why she had been indulging in her games with Shizuka—until now.

With Master Busujima right in front of her, Rika instantly saw the light she longed for.

If anyone could make her feel weak on her knees, it would be him.

'If it is this sword master, Master Busujima, he must be a very domineering and powerful one, right?'

For the first time, she couldn't help but think, 'Maybe this man could satisfy that hidden, darker desire of mine.'