I got reincarnated in the world of One Punch Man

It all ended with my semen filling Mizuki's stomach multiple times before I proceeded to soil her face and big breasts. I couldn't resist noticing how she looked like a prostitute tending to her customers by the roadside.

It's not often that we get the whole intersection area to ourselves, so this is a special moment.

Mizuki still seems to be struggling to make sense of everything, appearing somewhat disoriented. Fortunately, with a few slaps on her butt, she was able to follow my direction.

I allow her the freedom to pursue her own desires. If she is determined to help others, I won't stand in her way. In fact, I encourage her to save as many people as she can.

So, for the time being, we go our separate ways.

I'm hoping she remembered to collect some liquid from the monster she defeated.

Similar to how Mosquito Girl gains strength by sucking her opponent's blood, I've thought about extracting my opponent's blood as well.

With my mother's expertise in this field, I'm sure I can gain strength in the same way.

I realized I wouldn't be able to achieve the same level of power increase as Mosquito Girl. But I always welcome every opportunity that can help me grow and become stronger.

That's also my plan for those women, with Mizuki being the current experiment.

As Mizuki hurried back to the city center, I decided to explore the outskirts instead, mainly to avoid encountering the massive centipede.

"He's a bit too showy for my taste."

Despite the decrease in fighting within the city since the initial attack, I continued to come across numerous surviving monsters.

Given their ability to survive up to this point, it was clear that they possessed a greater strength compared to my previous encounters.

"Rhino Wrestler, dead."

"Marshall Gorilla, dead.."

"Electric Catfish Ma, dead."

I'd rather not remember their names. It seems like a common practice in this world to exchange names before engaging in battle. Therefore, every monster I encounter follows this pattern by introducing themselves before delivering their cheesy line.

I could swear they must have rehearsed it over and over again because they're basically the same as professional heroes. It appeared that they were determined to ensure that everyone remembered them.

"How? Being a reserved and virtuous woman, you probably understand that engaging in a fight to the death in this place may not be the best choice."

"I never intended to lose from the beginning, so there's no need to worry."

This time, my opponent was quite different. She didn't bother with introductions or any cringeworthy lines. Still, she doesn't hesitate to display her disrespectful attitude towards her opponent.

Her polite demeanor often masked the sharpness of her words, capable of unsettling even the most composed individuals. However, I find this incredibly rejuvenating.

"If you pass on my offer, I'm not sure I'll be able to show the same level of kindness towards you when I emerge victorious later on."

Rather than being called a monster, she resembled a regular woman with the look of a Geisha. Her black hair was elegantly styled in a traditional Japanese manner, adorned with various decorative hair clips featuring stars, clouds, and thunderbolts. She finished the look by donning a flowing kimono paired with wedge-heeled wooden sandals.

However, It's undeniable that the eight Tomoe drums on her back indicate she's far from ordinary.

"I understand that your arrogance plays a role in this, but it's disappointing that the idea of losing to a human never crossed my mind."

"Then don't regret it when my dick messes with your pussy forcefully. Even if you cry until all your white powder comes off, I won't stop."

"What a vulgar man. I'll make sure you never utter those offensive words again by putting an end to you."

Unlike my altercation in the heart of the city, I unexpectedly encountered her as I strolled by a temple. This place has an eerie atmosphere that surpasses even the desolation of the empty streets.

"Electric Chain!"

I noticed the two stick drums in her hand, and as soon as she started beating one of her tomoe drums, I got ready to dodge. A surge of electricity crackled through the air, racing towards me with incredible speed.

Just a split second later, and I would have been in serious trouble. Looking back at the tree I had been standing near, seeing the holes and scorch marks, all I could do was frown to myself.

She kept launching one attack after another, not allowing me to get close.

My expression hasn't changed much because, so far, I've only utilized my body's raw strength. I did the same thing before, and it was on par with Gouketsu.

It seems like this woman is not as strong as Gouketsu, and I have a hunch about why her attacks are not as effective.

"Once I surprised you and took out your partner, you realized defeat was inevitable."

"I'll acknowledge that I'm currently in a tough spot, but that doesn't equate to me giving up to you."

"Oh, really?"

A massive lightning attack surged towards me, followed by a deafening explosion that shattered the peaceful atmosphere of the temple. A plume of smoke swiftly ascended into the sky.

"As I mentioned earlier, you're going to end up on the losing side."

I teleported behind her and grabbed her hand while she attempted to play her tomoe drum. Her body tensed up instantly, but I was in an awkward position because of the 8 tomoe drum attached to her back.

"How do you manage to be so quick?" she muttered softly.

We found ourselves stuck in this situation for quite some time. It wasn't until I firmly grabbed her hand and pulled it back that a shiver ran down my spine.

I felt a tingling sensation wash over me as the smell of burnt heat filled the air.

I let go of her and quickly moved away from the woman.

Her behavior changed drastically when her body was unexpectedly enveloped in visible electricity. They resembled living snakes, with their color shifting constantly between blue and red as they slithered over her body.

"High Voltage Mode."

Her soft tone shifted to a chilling coldness, sending shivers to my heart as I sensed her negative emotions along with her slowly changing appearance.