Raising A Few Wives in a Beast Apocalypse

Tap!... Tap!... Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap...

With one tap after the other, Muku's speed kept increasing as he ran circles around the Cynocephalus King(CSK). That's what he had decided to call the monster he was facing.

The intervals between the taps were getting shorter and shorter as his speed increased. After a few seconds of running, his speed had increased a lot. Out of all his teammates, only Jade in her new form would be able to keep up. Everyone else, including Audrey, would only be able to see a blur.

With such thoughts in his head, Muku made his move. He figured that even if the CSK could see him. It shouldn't be quick enough to react to his attacks.

So, he changed his trajectory. He stopped running circles around the CSK from a distance. He made a beeline for the CSK from behind.

Even if the beast's skin was as tough as it looked to be. It shouldn't be able to resist his full power attack supported by his built-up momentum, right?

A slight smirk appeared on Muku's face as his eyes focused on the CSK's wing joint. He figured he might as well take out the wings first. After all, it would definitely turn into a nightmare for him if the CSK decided to use them.

He could already visualise the scene of his axe digging deep into the beast's wing bone. Which would instantly take flying off the table. At the very least it would make it painful to do.

Swing!

Whoosh!

"Eh?!"

Boom!

Muku was quickly reminded of a troublesome fact of life. Just because you make a plan and wish it to succeed. It doesn't mean that it will.

Just as his axe was about to dig into the wing bone of the CSJ. The beast, without even looking at him, dodged.

The way it dodged pissed him off as well as impressed him. It didn't move a great distance away. It turned to the side just enough to barely avoid him.

The move was the very definition of don't overdo it. Do just enough. And it worked like a charm.

The scene would look quite cool if it were played in slow motion. Especially if the camera focused on Muku's changing expression. It went from confident, then confused, then surprised, and finished off with an annoyed look before the boom.

That's right, the beast didn't do anything to him. It just avoided him and let his momentum smash him into the rubble of the school building. What kind of beast fought like that?!

Did the bastard have Ultra Instinct or something??! Was is also a DBZ fan like him?? Should he prepare for a Kamehameha?!

Such messy thoughts went through Muku's mind as he got out of the rubble. His head was spinning a bit. Fortunately, the beast didn't make a move, or he would have been done for.

It just looked at him with an arrogant and amused expression. He was certain that if it could talk. It would probably be throwing insults his way as well!

"Argh. I guess I misguided the situation. It seems it's time for a new pla.." Muku spoke to himself. His eyes were laser-focused on the CSK as he did.

Even if it didn't seem to be planning on making any sudden moves. That didn't mean that he should let his guard down.

He suddenly paused mid-speech. That's because the CSK's figure suddenly became blurry. Before he could make sense of the occurrence, his vision went dark.

It wasn't that he went blind, but a large hand had grabbed his head. It covered his head as well. Even his nose was covered. He had to use his mouth to breathe.

Just as he was about to struggle out of the big hand's grasp it tightened around his head...

"Ahhh!" Muku screamed in pain. His struggle became frantic. However, he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried. The worst part was how he knew that it was toying with him.

It definitely had more strength than it was using. It could easily crush his head if it wanted to. It was deliberately using just enough strength to make it hurt but not cause significant damage.

Muku instantly realised it. He had unfortunately stepped into a sadist's territory...

Whoosh!

Boom!

After enjoying his screams for a bit. The CSK tossed Muku into the distance. His body hit the ground with a boom!

And it hurt Muku quite a lot. He was so overwhelmed by the pain that he couldn't move for a bit. He just lay there breathing heavily.

Even though he hadn't used his strength that much. He already felt tired. Maybe due to all the screaming the beast had him do for a few minutes.

It would add a little pressure every time his screaming went below a certain level. It was a true sadist.

And again, it didn't make a move when Muku was lying weakly on the ground. His clothes already had some tears from the two impacts. Some parts of his body were also bruised.

In just two moves from the CSK, the situation became clear. Muku was probably not going to win this one. Even his peak condition didn't seem to be good enough for the fight.

The situation looked bleak...

However, Muku wasn't disheartened. He had faced similar situations before. He made it out alive then, so he can make it out alive now!

With that little self-hypnosis session in his head. Muku got up again. The fire for battle was burning even more intensely in his eyes. How dare the beast look down on him?! He'll make it regret not finishing him off when it had the chance.

What Muku seemed not to notice was how he was hyping himself a lot more than usual. In fact, he pretty much never had to hype himself up before.

Even his hands were shaking subtly. Which he didn't notice. Or was ignoring. It seemed he was subconsciously unwilling to face the creature in front of him...

He then picked up the axe, which had been graciously and condescendingly tossed back at him. It was by far his most arrogant opponent. Even more than the Monarchs.

"Ha... Argh!" Just as Muku was about to scream and rush forward. His war cry was halted by a punch in the gut.

It wasn't an overwhelming punch which tossed him into the distance. But a ouch just strong enough to knock the air out of him and hurt like hell.

The disregard and disrespect the CSK had for him were too much! It literally chose to fold its hand into a fist instead of just finishing him off with its nails. One stab to the gut with them would have done the job. Yet, it didn't do that.

It still wanted to toy with him some more. Which was understandable since it had been bored for quite a long time. To could only stand there with nothing to do as Muku went from floor to floor killing off its kin.

So, of course, there was no way it was going to end him so easily. It would make the situation as long and as painful as possible.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Unlike before, it didn't stop and let the embarrassment sink into Muku's mind. It continued giving him one ouch after the other.

All of the punches were measured. They didn't break anything, they just hurt.

Muku tried to defend, of course. However, his axe had been knocked out of his hands again. His hands always seemed to be one step too late when he tried to block the attacks with them.

And so, for a few more minutes. Muku got the shit beat out of him. He looked like a little kid being bullied by an adult. The sight would have made all the girls cry if they were present.

Even Mrs C, who was watching, no longer had the usual smile on her face. There was a hardened expression on it instead. It was almost like she was trying her best not to interfere.

Bang!

Boom!

The CSK slapped Muku into the distance after getting bored of punching him. It was time to change things up it seemed.

"Hehe, argh. Cough, cough! I've never been beaten up so much. Luckily, none of the girls are here to see this. I wouldn't know where to put my face then" The buttered and bruised Muku laughed to himself bleakly as he struggled to get to his feet.

It took him almost a minute to finally be able to make it. His whole body was sore and his face was swollen. He could barely see the beast with his slightly opened eyes.

The current him looked like a boxer after an intense match. In fact, he looked worse. Even boxers wouldn't look like that after a match. The ref would have long stopped the match.

"Hey! You! What are you still standing there for, huh? Shouldn't you have already knocked me off my feet by now? Are you getting tired already?" Muku taunted the CSK like a madman.

Yeah, he had to be mad. Otherwise, there was no way he would sanely ask for a beating, right?

The CSK's amused expression turned slightly cold. It was being considerate and letting him recover a bit. Then continue beating him up. Yet the trash dared to taunt it?

Maybe it had held back too much in its attacks. Yes, that had to be it. Maybe it should show him a little more of its abilities lest he thinks it won due to luck when it finally chooses to kill him.

Whoosh!

With such thoughts, the CSK made its move. At a slightly faster speed than before. It made its way toward Muku.

Since he hadn't been able to react to its prior speed. Increasing it was overkill. However, the trash deserved it.

This time, it was also going to make it hurt...

Stab!

The CSK stabbed at Muku's shoulder with its long claw. However, the result was different from what it expected.

Its eyes widened in surprise...