Toph's grudges, of course, went completely ignored. After all, neither Elsa nor Ryuji had the mental space to care right now.
Elsa, feeling indebted, had offered to help Toph by generating energy in her place. Ryuji, meanwhile, had his own reasons—he simply didn't enjoy handjob.
Handjob meant going into "work mode"—three minutes and a ejaculate. Honestly, it sucked.
Besides, whenever it involved Toph, he couldn't help but feel like he was selecting different ammo calibers to deal with a very specific kind of problem.
So when Ryuji woke up first and looked at Elsa sleeping beside him, he was... very satisfied.
Especially when the sunlight fell gently on her snow-white cheeks and she blinked open her eyes in a mix of shyness and panic. It reminded him of Erina, oddly enough.
There was something almost forbidden about the whole scene. Like a secret affair.
Elsa, realizing he was staring, flushed deep red and instinctively tried to pull away. But as a queen, she forced herself to stay calm and speak with dignity.
"Mr. Ryuji… I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. I acted on impulse… and almost hurt you. I only wanted to help Miss Toph return home—and the longer I stay here, the more danger my kingdom might be in."
Her expression was full of worry—not just for her homeland, but also for her younger sister. Still, she was sincerely grateful to both Toph and Ryuji for saving her.
She didn't hold any resentment over the "energy gathering" method. She simply wanted to return quickly.
"If you ever come to my world," she added softly, "I'll repay you properly. But for now…"
She paused. There was a sticky sensation between her legs, and she knew she needed to wash up. But with no access to a bath in this world, she looked at Ryuji, flustered.
"If… if you don't mind how cold I am… after I rinse a little… would it be alright if we… continued? I promise I'll control my powers this time! I won't hurt you again!"
She clearly remembered how Ryuji had raised his body temperature to counter her freezing aura the night before—and that only made her even more embarrassed. That cold aura could kill someone… and yet…
Just thinking about that near-consuming warmth made Elsa want to cover her face. She realized now—Ryuji truly could help her, just as she wielded ice, he wielded flame.
She had believed she could restrain herself—especially after using her mouth first—but it turned out she had misjudged her control.
Still, she had done her best. If Ryuji had left midway, he might've caught a cold at worst. But the man was relentless…
What she didn't know was that Ryuji's resistance to her cold wasn't because he had special flame powers—it was mostly just… extreme blood circulation from the situation. Okay, maybe some on-the-spot improvisation with high-temperature magic instead of actual flames.
Ryuji leaned in close, whispering into her ear with a teasing tone.
"Not at all. It's plenty warm inside you, Elsa. Your power might be cold, but you are incredibly warm."
Elsa's face turned crimson. She instinctively reached to push him away—but the moment she touched him, half of Ryuji's body instantly froze.
Her expression turned to panic.
"S-s-sorry! I'm so sorry!"
She was terrified. What if she killed him?
But Ryuji only smiled, heating his magic gradually to melt the frost. It left a few minor burns, but nothing some apples couldn't fix.
"I'm fine. We can start right now."
Watching the ice melt under his touch, Elsa was now absolutely certain of it—
This man… he really could be close to her without being harmed.
He might even be the only one in her life.
Her heart raced, her face beet red.
Ryuji, oblivious to her inner thoughts, gave her a thumbs up and pulled out a bottle of water.
Elsa covered her face and obediently lay back, letting him wash her legs.
But as she lay there, eyes closed, she noticed something.
The water was warm.
Ryuji had heated it with his flame magic.
That gentle act made her heart flutter even more. Still with her eyes closed, she asked softly:
"Mr…Ryuji, if you were a king, would you oppress your people just for pleasure?"
She didn't even know why she asked it. It just came out.
"Of course not," Ryuji replied easily. "I don't even want to be a king. Fighting for power sounds exhausting. I just want to live happily. A tyrant gets a long list of people trying to kill him, and a virtuous king works himself to death. If I build anything, it'll be businesses. Nothing political."
He had no desire to be anyone's savior.
Each world had its own fate. What interested him was far simpler: each world had girls he could pursue.
Saving the world? Meh. If the only guy qualified to save humanity is a pervert like me, then honestly, let the world burn.
If he did save the world, it would be for a woman. Fighting demon lords? Sure—good money, fame, and lots of beauties throwing themselves at you. If the pretty villainess disappeared, no one would question it.
What a great setup.
But helping the demon lord destroy the world?
No way.
Not because he had moral objections—but because that meant a ton of cute girls would die.
What a waste!
Even if he couldn't have them himself, beautiful girls would give birth to more beautiful girls. That's why he didn't mind good-looking guys either—they probably had cute daughters.
As long as they didn't compete with him, it was all good.
So yeah, demon lords who wanted to end the world?
Sworn enemies.
In the "7 Days to Die" world, after dying so many times, Ryuji had made a vow to live freely—for his own desires. He wasn't about to become a saint.
Unless, of course, there was a saint girl out there whose route required saving humanity. That might convince him.
But only then.
And besides—
He really didn't have the power for that kind of thing.
Ryuji knew his limits. He wasn't some charismatic leader or powerhouse. He was just… an ordinary guy.
"If this were seven or eight years ago, back when I was jobless, maybe I'd still have delusions of changing the world, taking it over, stuff like that. I mean, I still kind of do—but it's not that strong anymore."
As he gently washed Elsa's body, her breathing started to grow ragged, her cold aura leaking out again.
Ryuji sighed, glancing at the now frozen water—and the white liquid floating inside it.
Then he looked at Elsa.
Face burning, Elsa stared at the mess in his hands, then finally broke down. Covering her face with both hands, she murmured in the tiniest voice:
"P-Please... go ahead! It's—it's clean inside now!"
"That's why I love magic!"
Ryuji praised her with a grin, then gently grabbed Elsa's thigh, ready to begin.
However, just a heartbeat before they could continue, he suddenly felt a rush of air behind his head. On instinct, he wanted to dodge—but then he realized that doing so might end up hurting Elsa. That split-second hesitation broke his focus.
Without his usual high-temperature defense activated, he was instantly frozen in the front… and struck from behind.
Whatever hit him didn't actually hurt—bounced right off, in fact—but the freezing shock to his "little brother" made Ryuji suck in a sharp breath. He had to quickly extract his now frost-covered dick with a shudder.
"S-Sorry, Mr. Ryuji! I-I got too excited again!"
Elsa looked panicked and distressed, struggling to sit up to check on him. But Ryuji, half-frozen as he was, stopped her. While he melted the icy shell around him, he turned his head with a sigh.
"It's fine. I got distracted, that's all. If anyone's to blame—"
He turned and saw exactly what he expected: Toph, arms crossed, face sour.
"Toph!! What the hell?! I almost broke my dick!!"
He couldn't help but shout. Toph, expression blank, casually rubbed her ear and pointed at herself.
"Me?"
"…What?"
"I said—what about me?"
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"I mean—why didn't you fuck me?!"
"HUH?!!"
Both Ryuji and Elsa stared at Toph, completely stunned.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Ryuji palmed her forehead and asked seriously.
He couldn't really explain what he felt toward Toph. It wasn't dislike—just… complicated. Honestly, with that personality of hers, she was more of a bro.
"I don't see what you're hesitating for," Toph said with a mischievous grin. "I'm not hung up on it. Who hasn't had a one-night stand or two?"
She said it so casually, with zero shame. Ryuji could tell immediately—she didn't even understand what a one-night stand meant. She just thought it sounded cool.
"You…"
Holding his forehead, Ryuji was sure now—he must've caught a cold. There was no way someone like this was real. She had to be some kind of chaotic cryptid.
"Tch. What's the big deal! I'm still a virgin! You got a problem with virgins? Elsa is one too, isn't she?"
That last sentence was like a direct hit. Elsa, who had been about to say something, immediately flushed bright red and covered her face in shame.
This girl… she was a social terrorist!
The more time he spent with Toph, the more he was convinced—this girl was a walking time bomb. Sure, she brought some laughs, but when comic relief characters started acting with this much initiative… it was pure chaos.
"Or maybe," Toph smirked, stepping closer, "you like it rough?"
Her grin widened. She grabbed his collar and stood on tiptoe, eyes gleaming playfully.
"I mean, it fits my style. How about you lie down over there and walk me through the steps? I learn really fast!"
"You…"
Honestly, if Toph didn't talk, Ryuji might actually get turned on. He wanted to push her down and go wild. But the second she opened her mouth, he just wanted to facepalm.
"How do I even respond to you? Could you please act a little more reserved?"
He'd lost count of how many times he'd said that to her already.
"What's the point? Being reserved just makes you miss your chance. And Elsa over there—don't think I need your charity, princess. I'll earn my energy points all by myself!"
Toph proudly pointed at her completely flat chest, smirking at Elsa.
Elsa covered her face again. Even she was starting to feel overwhelmed by Toph's chaotic energy.
This girl's logic was even more absurd than her little sister's.
Completely driven by impulse.
"You know what… forget it."
Ryuji sighed. With Toph this determined, there was no talking her down. But still, today was a no-go.
"Maybe tomorrow. Elsa's still new to all this. I want to spend a little more time with her—she's not exactly as…"
He paused. Couldn't quite find the right word.
Toph, however, proudly gave him a thumbs up.
"Not as pretty and charming as me?"
She looked so pleased with herself that Ryuji nearly had a heart attack. He snapped.
"No! Not as shameless as you!"
Toph just scoffed, spat on the ground, and turned back towards her room.
"Whatever. You guys go have your sappy couple time. Wake me when it's lunchtime—I'm taking a nap."
Ryuji: "..."
He was completely defeated.
Turning away with a sigh, he looked at Elsa, who was still blushing shyly. He stepped toward her again.
"Alright. Let's pick up where we left off."
"…Mm."
Elsa nodded, and Ryuji leaned in for a kiss.
But before their lips could meet—a sudden, overwhelming force swept down from the sky.
The entire ground shook violently, interrupting them in an instant.
Ryuji's eyes snapped open.
"The World Power!"