"Unhand me, you wretch!"
The victim assaulted by Jass exclaimed in agony.
'Kent? That voice... My classmate? Even though his family is very powerful and famous but… His inappropriate touching me without permission still needs a proper retribution.'
Jass sanctioned the amicable tone and applied pressure, dislocating his shoulder with a single jerk.
Kent let out an agonized cry before she released him. As he struggled to his feet, his eyes welled with tears, his arms immobilized by pain.
Overall, He bellowed furiously, red veins popped in his eyeballs.
"You lunatic, how dare-"
"Whisper that slur again and I'll clinch that your whole vessel is buried deep ten feet underground."
Jass repositioned her shoulder, setting it back into place.
In response, she delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to his cheek.
Kent collapsed to the ground, whimpering, as the metallic taste of blood stocked his mouth.
"B-B-Blood? You wretch, do you have any idea who I am?"
He sputtered, wiping his face and gesturing accusingly at Jass. She rolled her eyes, stepped forward, and hoisted him up by the throat with left hand.
Kent flailed helplessly in her grip, his foot dangling in the air.
Jass then jerked him around by neck, pinning his back against a tree, smashing his head.
She rammed her knee into his spine repeatedly, belabor each blow with the final three words of her warning, opened her mouth with exacerbated rumination.
"I. warned. you. Don't. Insult. Me."
With each utterance, she walloped on his abdomen, causing him to cough up blood a few times.
"Impressive! She's quite remarkable!"
Muskan's tail swished excitedly as she gossiped to her companions, who observed the scene from the sidelines like a npc.
Cassie thought of intervening to halt Jass but was restrained by Avora, who trembled with apprehension.
"I-If we interrupt now, she might think of us as an opponent. As you know, A true friend supports their companions even when they are Wrong. They always address their missteps afterward."
Cassie fantasized of something for a while and then nodded, then noticed a throng of students approaching, among them John, who erected before her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Are you alright? Did she harm you? Don't worry, I can manage her easily- Oof!"
'Can't even protect herself from so called fucking hero?... Is she even a heroine?'
Jass saw Cassie's unease at the contact, rolled her eyes and twisted the would-be hero's wrist and almost broke it.
"Can't you tell she's uncomfortable with your touch?"
"I- Well..."
John retracted his hand back.
Cassie embossing herself hands like a frantic woman, her expression repulsed and her tail drooping to the ground - a clear indication of the fox woman's distress.
"My apologies."
John mumbled in a low voice, his gaze fixed on Cassie.
He shot a contemptuous look at Jass, who pooh-poohed him as if he were just an insignificant trash, absentmindedly twirling her hair with index finger.
"However, it's unacceptable to fracture someone's skeleton merely for making physical contact with you or because of someone."
Jass let out a wicked chortle of insinuation and jibe.
"Haaaa! If any of you did this stuff again with me or my roommates, I won't simply shatter your bones. Instead… hahahaha~~ I might dabble in some illicit organ trade in underworld~~"
Her sinister sentence transports an electric bolt through everyone present at this area, causing them to palpitate involuntarily.
"Are you threatening us? You're smart enough to know that the entire school is watching and recording this moment."
John retorted, affronted and play the wannabe hero model.
Since childhood, he had been a privileged young scion, not much conventional to opposition or offense.
Afterall, His greed was easily executed without any questions.
'Damn it! You pert woman, I'll add you to my collection one day and teach you your place.'
He vowed silently, turning to rejoin his classmates before listening to the lecture.
"Oh, please. I was only kidding. What are you yourself? Drug dealer? Who thought this as true? What a joker!!"
Jass thumb's one nose at him.
"How could someone as aesthetic as ocean, winsome, and pulchritudinous like myself could bring herself to this kind of reprehensible behavior or actions? "
Though she was unperceptive of John's internal soliloquy, Jass knew something was amiss in his ugly expression.
'For the god's sake… can't she suspend her prattle? It's futile to debate with this insolent her. Just wait, my pleasant little toy!'
John seethed internally, his face contorted with rage yet he managed to paste on a plastic fake smile with two hundred percent insouciance.
'Is this girl a narcissistic bully villianness?'
The onlookers thought of her as self-absorbed, an assessment validated by her smug, self-satisfied expression.
"Thank you, Jass!"
"... I don't care about it!"
"...?!"
Cassie expressed gratitude for Jass's assistance.
To this, she responded with indifference, merely shrugging before sauntering off to mingle with other pupils while Muskan was pesting her when students were discussing their plans.
"Hey Jass! That was incredible! Can I be your disciple?"
"..."
"That was very excellent. What a war of argument to intimidate everyone. I almost believe you actually did traffic organs!"
"..."
"I have always thought of selling newborns for lollipops."
"...What? Are you insane?"
"Just joking! Tee-hee!"
"..."
Muskan's persistent pestering finally pushed Jass to her limit.
Jass tugged Muskan's tail after pinching her waist with pressure.
"Ahhh!"
Muskan automatically flinched and skedaddled, squeezing her tail in her arms, her hackles rising visibly.
With a mixture of surprise and indignation, she issued a dangerous warning to Jass.
"Hey! No molesting! I'll take legal action on you!"
"Before that I will fuck you, you pest!"
Jass showed middle finger, looked at the students. Muskan tapped her lips with guileful pronouncement.
"Eek! But we're not even dating and I love men not womens… I think I'm lesbian for you~~"
"... What the hell?!"
"Oh, but I'll let you caress my chest. It's more ample than yours. C-cup versus your B. I can tell mine is softer than your flatness~~"
"...You insufferable bitch, I'll truly finish you off!"
"Nuh-uh! Not so fast! Osculation privileges are licensed only upon commencement of our courtship. Our nuptials will go along by a romantic getaway - After a honeymoon at goa or some other famous place."
".....!!!!!!"
"Also keep in mind that I'll only produce a pair of offspring for you. I've no thirst to populate an entire sports squad… Though, perhaps a septet of youngsters might suffice."
"...?!?!?!?!"
"Though we could still intercourse in some light bedroom activities pre-nuptials before marriage."
'Could this be considered as sexual harassment? Even in my past life, I was undeniably charismatic but no one has ever dared to speak so brazenly…'
"Perhaps there is a need for a good lesson for you on manners."
Jass sent the last message to Muskan with a murderous glare, her eyes radiating with great ranking hostility.
"Eek! So scary!"
Muskan exclaimed, hastily retreating to seek refuge behind Avora.
Avora merely exhaled wearily, offering no comment on the situation unfolding before her. Cassie was enjoying this moment as Muskan resumed.
"Listen here, Jass. I'll give birth to a maximum of ten of your offspring. Any more, and I'll have to sue you."
"What in the world you are talking about, you slut?"
"My clan may not wield as much influence as yours but I can still drag you to court."
"...?!?!?!"
"Ah, and regarding the dowry - my family can only give a forty percent stake from all companies since I'm a single child. So don't even think about badger me for more than ten kids."
"...You Motherfuck-!"
"Goodness, no! Cutie Muskan is not that gorgeous type of person. I don't intercourse with my mom - it's depraved acts."
"... Bit-"
"Incest isn't my cup of tea, and my mother is my biological parent. Thank you very much."
"...?!?!"
Jass grabbed the back of her neck, made a long legs stool and sat on it.
Muskan was forced to be on all fours on her lap to get spanked by her. She struggles to get rid from position but unable to, and Jass starts punishing her.
"Let me go-"
—Spank!
"Ouch-"
—Spank!
"It hur-"
—Spank!
"I-I-I'm sor-"
—spank!
"Ahh-"
—spank!
"Boohoo!"
—spank!
"M-Mo-"
—spank!
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The two onlookers refer to Muskan with sympathy and defeat, and didn't seem to intervene knowing that she had brought this upon herself.
After some time Muskan, whose buttock was red and little bloating, was in full tears while Jass appeared unmoved by the situation with red hands.
Instead, she turned her wooing to the gathered students. John had positioned himself at the front with a leadership stance.
"Everyone, I've devised a strategy to help us all succeed in this minor evaluation."
Upon hearing this, a single thought crossed Jass's mind…
'Ah, so the initial story arc begins… huh! Time to move my pawns!'