Macho Harem Paradise Project

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang crisply, and Xue Ye looked at the door in confusion. His brother took the key with him when he went out, so why did he ring the doorbell?

In other words, the person ringing the doorbell is neither his brother nor the owner of the house, but an outsider.

Through some kind of beast-like intuition, people are divided into different levels. Yangming Shuichi is of course in the first level, while Yoshida Wakaya, who has not met him yet, is in the second level and should not be conflicted with. As for outsiders.

Of course, it is the least important one.

"Who?"

Finally she opened the door. After all, this was not her own home but Miss Yoshida's. This also meant that if it was her stuff, she would not cause trouble to others if she sent it away.

"Hello, do you know where Yangming Shuichi is?"

"what?"

Yangming blood night, ginseng.

"What's the matter with you, brother?"

"elder brother?"

The Blizzard of Hell twists her plump body and is confronting the former monster.

--elder brother?

Little by little, another condition is achieved under greed.

"Please, the newspaper didn't mention that Yangming Xiuyi has a younger sister?"

Fubuki was surrounded by many members in black. They treated her as a VIP with the highest level of courtesy, and even laid a red carpet on the short road from the stairs to the front door.

She has short dark green hair, sharp eyes, a plump and tall figure, and looks like a peacock exuding charm and showing off.

"When will your brother come back?"

"I do not know."

After saying this, Xue Ye silently prepared to grab the door handle and close the door to end the conversation.

"Do not worry."

An invisible telekinesis began to take effect, and Xue Ye discovered that the door seemed to be nailed shut in an instant and was filled with heavy metal, not moving at all.

Hell Blizzard smiled and showed off her skills. With her strength, she was able to get a high position in Class A, but because she could not surpass Masked Sweetheart, who was ranked first in Class A, she created the Blizzard Group with the idea of being the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix, in order to pull these Class B heroes.

Compared to the Fubuki group, which seems so majestic in the eyes of outsiders, in this world, they can only be treated as ridiculous consolations.

These B-class heroes with no power will only become food when they encounter truly powerful monsters. In other words, the reason why the Fubuki group can grow so big is not only because of the awkward situation of B-class heroes being neither up nor down, but also because of their pursuit of realizing their own sense of value.

After all, compared to her sister, she is really too weak.

?880 Suffering

"You? You want to do it?"

Yangming Xueye was getting a little impatient with her. This place was nominally Yoshida Wakaya's home, but in reality it had long been the gathering place for his and his brother's secret love hut.

How can such a scumbag refuse to kneel down when he finds the door? He really thinks he is so important.

Hell Blizzard saw confusion in those bright red eyes.

Then all five senses seemed to be taken away, and Hell Blizzard suddenly felt himself falling into darkness. Even those moments when he served as a bodyguard could not hide the uneasiness and sense of crisis.

"If you still don't ask me to go back, then I will send you back myself."

God will not forgive fools. God will only give talents and specialties to those who are special enough.

Instinctively squeezing her legs together, Fubuki felt some kind of terrifying atmosphere and took a step back. Her high heels made no sound as they stepped on the red carpet, but the feeling of oppression was unmistakable.

"How do you talk to Lady Fubuki? She's number one in Class B!"

"enough!"

Fubuki shouted, immediately stopping her subordinates from wanting to speak for her.

"leave here."

"Fubuki-sama...yes."

. . . . . .

“Is the Sukiyaki delicious?”

"Yeah! And it's very convenient. I used to like eating this after get off work."

Yoshida Wakaya looked at her slightly bulging belly and touched her head embarrassedly. She actually wanted to eat less, but her appetite got better and better as she ate more and more, and she ate too much.

"There's really nothing we can do now. Let's go back."

Yang Mingxiu shrugged. The girl was already full. What else could he do in this state? Grab her and shiver? Stop it. He just vomited out all the food he had just eaten.

“Ah… I feel so full.”

"You're still eating so much even though you're full."

“Because it’s really delicious…”

It turns out that Ruoye is also a foodie.

He supported the full girl and walked slowly towards her apartment. As soon as he reached the first floor, he saw the short-haired woman with several bodyguards.

Her face was pale, as if she had just experienced a severe shock. She was completely bloodless and looked very weak.

"Master Fubuki! Are you okay? Did that woman just do something?"

"She didn't do anything... You are not allowed to go over there and do anything else."

It was a rare occasion that he revealed his innermost emotions. Hell Snowblower looked pale as he turned around and warned his men not to seek their own death. Then he sighed as if helpless.

"Yangming Xiuyi's sister is so scary, isn't her brother..."

"Isn't it...what do you think?"

The young man appeared in front of Fubuki with a smile. The person they were just talking about suddenly appeared, which made the woman who was dressed gorgeously like a fashion model look nervous again.

"Are you Haowan Yangming? I'm the number one in Class B, Hell Blowing Snow."

"A-level tenth, Yangming Shuichi."

As for Haowan, it is the evaluation given by the Hero Association based on his combat feedback.

"I originally wanted to invite you to join our Fubuki Group, but your sister refused."

Fubuki calmed herself down. She had just offended her sister and now her brother was here. She didn't know which one was more terrifying.

This woman had short dark green hair, was tall, had fair skin, a pretty face, sharp eyes, a slender waist and big breasts that made her look curvy. Her deep breaths made her look even more attractive.

Of course, she cannot be compared with Ruoye in terms of overall proportions. Miss Yoshida has a more prominent body impact at the expense of her shorter body proportions.

"What is the Fubuki Group?"

"You! Don't think you can ignore us just because you're A-rank!"

As if they couldn't bear to see their team leader being humiliated outside, the two bodyguards in black immediately stepped forward to refute.

"No, I really don't know. And your attitude will only make people doubt what the so-called Fubuki Group is all about."

Putting his hand on his forehead, Yangming Shuichi gently pulled Yoshida Wakaya behind him with a playful smile on his face.

"Ms. Fubuki, right... Your subordinates are so disobedient and like to cause trouble for you. Maybe you should consider making some improvements?"

"Wait... What is optimization!?"

"Stop talking."

Hell Fubuki's anger made her subordinates stop their meaningless entanglement. She looked at Yangming Shuichi with cold eyes.

Today's new heroes are too rude. Even if they have just made a contribution and been rated A-level, they should not ignore their predecessors like this.

The young man saw anger in her eyes.

"It's so boring."

Yangming Shuichi looked down at Fubuki and said hurtful words with a smile.

"Why do you think everyone will obey you? Or, why should I obey you?"

"It's good to be confident, but if you're too confident and don't have any real skills, it'll just make people annoyed, right?"

Yang Mingxiu seemed to be in a particularly good mood today. He put his arm around Ruoye, who was a little worried because of the tense atmosphere.

"you!"

His frivolous attitude obviously touched Fubuki's sensitive nerves. Suddenly, a faint fluorescent green light appeared around her body, and a powerful telekinesis followed, which was enough to twist the iron spoon into a sphere and even destroy the house.

She knew that it was precisely because she was so far behind her overly powerful sister that she wanted to increase her influence by forming the Fubuki Group, only because she knew very well that she could not defeat the monster that occupied the first place in Class A.

She also understood that compared to her sister Tornado's monstrous abilities, she was as fragile as a powerless child in front of her.

But sometimes, understanding does not mean being able to accept someone bringing up this topic.

"You want a taste of hardship? Newbie."

Faced with the man's complete contemptuous attitude, Hell Blizzard was ready to teach him a lesson. It didn't matter even if she would be criticized by the association afterwards. This was her bottom line. The sensitive and fragile bottom line in her heart was torn to pieces. If she didn't do something about it, she wouldn't be able to give herself an explanation.

"Haha... let me suffer?"

Yang Ming Shuichi was amused by her. Since awakening to the full potential of his power, there were only two people who made him suffer. The first was Apocalypse, when he had just awakened, and the second was Saitama.

"I'll give you a chance. If you can hurt me, I'll agree to it."

"But if you can't do it..."

"Say!"

Fubuki was completely overwhelmed by anger at the moment, and she had to prove herself even if she wanted to take action.

——Just stay at home and don’t try to be a hero. I’m here for you.

Just like her sister had told her, she ignored her own will. She was jealous and envious, but could do nothing about it.

?881 Bloody Night

"If you can't do it, come and serve me."

"Ignorant person!"

The telekinesis wrapped the young man up without reservation, and Hell Blowing Snow secretly said, "It's done!" He must pay the price for underestimating himself. Even if he is very strong and has the strength of A-level, he can still have a place in A-level if he outputs at full strength. In her eyes, Yang Mingxiu was just lucky to have the credit after the rating.

As for his terrible sister just now, she was also one of the reasons that made him angry now.

——I really underestimated myself. Even if he was very strong, it didn’t matter. As long as a human was wrapped in such defenseless telekinesis, it would only take a little bit of power to create a wound. Humans themselves were a species with many weaknesses and limitations. If I just hurt him...

?

Hell SnowBlizzard carefully followed the feedback from the telekinesis and found that the other party did not look like a human being at all, but some kind of high-strength metal made of steel.

I can’t turn it.

There was already sweat on his forehead, but he found that with the output he put in, he couldn't even raise his hand.

"Impossible! What on earth did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, first in B class~"

"Who the hell are you... There's something wrong with you and your sister!"

When saying this, Fubuki's tone was trembling and panicked.

Yoshida Wakaya carefully grabbed the corner of Yangming Shuichi's clothes and didn't dare to say much. She knew Fubuki, who was very popular among non-S-class heroes. For some reasons, she was unwilling to be promoted, just like Sweet Mask, who always occupied the first place in their level.

The expression of her struggling under the driving ability actually made her charming facial features look a bit serious and sharp in this state.

It just backfired.

"Why···"

The force she exerted with all her strength was unable to hurt him, let alone cause the slightest damage to the outermost layer of his skin. She couldn't help but wonder if she was exerting force on an object thousands of times harder than steel. When she retracted the force, she felt deeply frustrated and had no confidence in herself.

"Even if it's a ghost level, it's impossible to eat it without any damage."

Compared to the rude physical faction in the eyes of super-power users, the convenience of super powers is reflected here. It only takes a thought to cover it with one's own spiritual power, and then control the objects covered by one's own spiritual power at will, whether it is air flow or the object itself. At this time, even those weirdos with strong recovery abilities are helpless. As long as the physical strength does not crush the mental power, it cannot avoid being directly controlled.