In Private Park of Akatsuki Family
A beautiful young girl with fair skin and long black hair, tied back with a black-red ribbon, exercises gracefully. Her large, almond-shaped red eyes, thin eyebrows, and slender, feminine build with a modest chest give her a striking and delicate presence.
Beside her stands a beautiful young girl in a maid outfit, her blonde hair tied up at the left side of her head with a blue scrunchie. Her blue eyes gaze expressionlessly, adding a serene yet detached quality to her demeanor.
"Lady Misumi, it's nearly time for your piano class."
"Hearing her name, Akatsuki Misumi stops her exercise and turns toward Ayuzawa Misaki with a tired expression."
"Can't we just skip today"
Hearing her request, Misaki replied curtly. "No"
Misumi, hearing the reply, didn't seem disappointed, but her red, moon-like eyes flashed with a strange light.
Gazing towards the bright moon she seem to remember the tales of moon princess.
"'Today, the moon seems exceptionally bright,' Misaki remarked, glancing from the moon to Misumi.
Suddenly, a light appeared in the starry sky, heading toward them. At first, Misumi thought it might be a shooting star, but as the light drew closer, she froze in place."
"'Lady Misumi, we should—'
Noticing her lady's unusual behavior, Misaki also looked upward to see the light approaching.
In a few seconds, the light struck the ground near them. Strangely, there was no blast or sound of anything falling."
But this is not important as our mc or hero of our story has arrived a youn...
"HHHHH.... PERVERT"
Misumi screamed seeing the boy half naked wearing only trousers. Right this was enough for our female lead to deem him a shameless pervert.
"'Don't worry, milady. I will immediately eradicate this harmful creature from the face of the earth,'"
Misaki said seriously, pulling out a machine gun from seemingly nowhere.
'You evil creature, trying to corrupt milady with your disgusting presence,' she declared.
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"Krishna, our future Doraemon, looked around at the unfolding chaos with confusion. He had just watched a trailer for his favorite childhood cartoo—ahem, anime—Doraemon, before being pulled away by a strange light."
He is of average height with a slim figure and pale skin. Notably handsome, he has long lashes, a slightly feminine face, deep blue eyes, messy black hair, and thin eyebrows.
Before he could even fully appreciate the sight of the two breathtakingly beautiful figures—who seemed as if they had stepped out of a 2-D anime—the machine gun was already aimed and ready to fire.
"Wai...."
The sound of bullets firing was louder than his own voice. Yet, oddly, the bullets that struck him seemed to bounce back. As this happened, strange and unfamiliar memories began to surface in his mind.
Krishna looked down at the small, toy-like shield in his hand. From the memories he had just recovered, he knew this shield could protect him even from something as dangerous as a truck-kun, though he was still doubtful.
The trousers he was wearing were cheap, but what stood out was the pocket on the left side of his otherwise pocketless trousers.
This pocket was similar to Doraemon's dimensional pocket, but with a unique twist: every day, a new gadget would automatically be stored in it. From Krishna's perspective, it was a cool cheat. The gadgets were as quirky as those in Doraemon, like the one in his hand—the Injury Shield. This gadget protected him from all forms of physical harm, which was why he had landed safely and soundlessly.
Misaki could tell from the boy's expression that he was clueless about his situation. The firing was merely a test of his strength; after all, even the head of the Akatsuki Family wouldn't be unaffected by falling from such a height and speed.
However, seeing the bullets actually bounce back and sensing no energy being used by the boy left her speechless.
"Misaki, stop" her lady ordered. At that command, Misaki ceased firing, but the machine gun in her hand was swiftly replaced by a rocket launcher."
Seeing the red-faced lady stop the blonde-haired woman, Krishna relaxed and began to stand up. However, he tensed up again upon spotting the rocket launcher, instinctively tightening his grip on the Injury Shield.
"Misaki," Misumi said, her embarrassment evident as she watched her maid's actions. However, Misaki knew that Misumi was less concerned about the boy's well-being and more fixated on his bare state. Misumi's thoughts were clearly preoccupied with his exposed body rather than his health.
This is your ultimate pure maiden, Misumi, to whom calling her a genius is an understatement. Her remarkable tactics and strategies have earned her the title of princess of the Akatsuki Family. But when her mind goes into overdrive, she experiences a strange phenomenon.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know how I ended up here."
Krishna genuinely wanted to cry, but no matter how hard he tried, tears wouldn't come. His plan to play the pity card fell flat. Though the Injury Shield was a broken gadget, he didn't want to live a life where people feared him.
"How are you fine?" Misaki, a woman of few words, asked the million-dollar question, putting Krishna in a tight spot.
He wasn't a superhuman or an elite; just an ordinary boy who enjoyed the usual activities of his age. If anything, being an orphan had made him a bit more mature in some respects
Answering such question is tough as it determine his future life.
Misaki is confused by this boy who seem very op to the matter why only she is confused her lady is just too useless.
A person of this caliber should be impolite, rude, or at the very least, calm—anything but nervous. If not for the bullets on the ground, she would almost think it was an illusion. Perhaps it really is one.
But breaking the defensive spell around the area is not something an ordinary person can achieve.
"Well, actually I am…"