Eighteen years.
That's how long it had taken Kaiyo to land a date. Not because he was ugly—it was quite the opposite. But because this world was insane.
Yeah. This world.
He still remembered the moment he woke up as a baby in a hospital crib, somewhere in West City, with fuzzy memories of a past life and a nurse calling him "Kaiyo" like it was the most natural thing in the world. Apparently, that was his name now.
He was in the world of Dragon Ball.
At first, he thought it was a dream come true. Trained his body every single day since he could walk. Ate clean, meditated, copied poses from old martial arts tapes like some obsessed maniac. But after all those years, the truth was simple and cruel:
No Ki.
None.
He couldn't sense it, feel it, touch it. Every test, every martial academy, every temple — they all rejected him. Not gifted. No potential. Just a regular human in a world where flying toddlers and talking animals were normal.
Still, he wasn't bitter.
Well… maybe a little.
But today, none of that mattered. Because he was on a date.
Kaiyo dashed across the concrete paths of West City's north sector, dodging hover cars, barking capsule delivery bots, and old ladies with carts of vegetables. His heart pounded—not from running, but from the sheer disbelief that this was really happening.
He was going on a date with her.
There she was, standing just ahead near the gates of a quiet tea shop, framed by the evening sun and a few drifting clouds. She leaned against the brick wall like she owned the whole block, arms folded, head tilted with that same unreadable look she always had.
Her name was Laira.
She was a student of the Wild Lion Temple, a martial arts school famous for its brutal entrance tests and even more brutal instructors. Kaiyo had tried to get in three times. Got kicked out each time before even finishing the Ki aptitude test.
He met Laira during his second try. She was helping with admissions, and he remembered her being the only one who didn't laugh when his score hit zero.
She was gorgeous in that effortless, "I could beat your ass and not mess up my hair" kind of way. Long black hair framed her sharp face, and her violet eyes felt like they could cut glass. Her black off-shoulder top gave her a relaxed but dangerous vibe, and her loose purple pants tied with a sash made her look like a street queen crossed with a martial monk.
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Kaiyo slowed his run to a casual walk, trying to seem cool. "Hey," he said, panting slightly. "Sorry I'm late. City traffic's brutal."
Laira raised a brow. "You ran here."
"…Right. That too."
She smirked, just faintly, and pushed off the wall. "Come on. You've got one hour to impress me before I lose interest."
He chuckled, trying to hide how loud his heart was beating. "That's more than I thought I'd get."
They started walking down the city street, neon lights blinking on one by one, evening settling in like a soft cloak.
Kaiyo smiled to himself. Maybe I can't throw Kamehamehas or fly through the sky... but a date with Laira? That's a win.
Kaiyo glanced at her as they walked.
"Laira… do you think I'll ever be able to get strong?" he asked quietly.
He still hadn't given up completely. Even now, after every failure, the fire inside him hadn't gone out.
Laira didn't even look at him. "That's impossible for you," she said flatly.
She liked him, yes—but she wasn't about to feed him lies. Without Ki, there was nothing he could do. Not in this world.
"Thanks for the encouragement," Kaiyo said with a half-laugh, half-sigh, smiling at her anyway.
And then—something happened.
A flicker. A ripple in the air. A glowing interface blinked open in front of him, faintly translucent and hanging midair like a sci-fi projection from a Capsule Corp drama.
[System Booting…]
[Lust System online.]
[Host Detected: Kaiyo, Age 18. Virgin.]
'What?! A system?' Kaiyo froze. His eyes widened, and he stopped walking.
Are we serious right now? He could practically feel his buried hopes clawing their way back to life.
But then a line of text appeared, and his heart skipped a beat.
[Tutorial Quest: Have sex with Laira.]
[Reward: Ki Aptitude (White) and Beast Strength (White)]
'W-What?!' His brain short-circuited. Fuck with Laira? That's—
Then he saw the reward again.
Ki Aptitude.
His eyes snapped back to the floating screen, then shifted toward Laira walking just ahead.
Okay… let's do it. His fists clenched slightly. I was kind of looking forward to having sex with her anyway, so this just makes it even better!
Then a second wave of panic hit him like a flying Nimbus.
But… how the hell do I even make that happen—?
[Would you like to open the Newbie Package?]
Kaiyo's eyes lit up. Yes!
[You have obtained the Trait: Lust King (Blue)!]
'Lust King?' he echoed in his mind. Is that going to help me… have sex with her?
The answer came instantly.
[Lust King (Blue)]
[You are the king of lust! Your sexual aura is enhanced. Females will feel a stronger natural attraction to you. As the Lust King, your ability in bed is unmatched! Pleasure given to females is doubled.]
Kaiyo felt his jaw go slack.
This… is amazing!
His heartbeat picked up. He could already feel something changing—some sort of heat humming under his skin.
Kaiyo glanced at the floating interface again—still glowing faintly in his periphery. Then he turned to Laira, who had paused a few steps ahead to check something on her phone.
He walked up behind her.
Then, gently, confidently, he reached out and touched her chin—tilting it just enough to make her look him in the eyes.
"Laira…" he began, his voice low.
She flinched slightly, surprised by the sudden closeness. "G-Get your hands off me, or I'm going to kill you," she warned, but there was something off in her voice. A small, stuttering crack. And a faint blush bloomed across her cheeks.
She didn't know why—but just now, he felt… different. Her heart was beating faster.
Kaiyo didn't move away. His hand still lingered under her chin, his gaze steady. "Why are you always so serious?" he asked, before leaning closer—so close his lips brushed her ear.
"Melt yourself a little, will you?" he whispered, his breath warm against her skin.
Laira stiffened.
When he pulled back, she was crimson. Her tough composure faltered, her violet eyes wide and confused. She'd trained her whole life to suppress emotions—but now they were flooding in.
Kaiyo smiled as he placed his hand on her waist and pulled her gently toward him. Her body didn't resist.
"Thanks…" he murmured.
She blinked. "F-For what…?"
"For not ever laughing at me," he said, leaning forward.
And then, he kissed her.
At first, Laira instinctively tensed, her hands twitching as if to push him away. But then… she didn't. Instead, she gave in. Slowly. Softly. Her lips moved with his, the wall she'd always kept up starting to crack and crumble.
Something inside her sparked—heat blooming in her stomach, her chest, her neck.
By the time they pulled away, she was panting lightly, her fingers clutching his shirt like she didn't know when she'd made that decision.
"I…" she started to say something, but the words were gone.
They looked at each other, and no more words were needed.
It wasn't long before they found themselves in a modest motel just a block away—nothing fancy, just privacy. The door closed behind them with a soft click.
To be continued...
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Hey, it's me, I wanted to say that this is my new fic. About the One Piece one, I deleted it, why? I wasn't quite satisfied with it, there was always something itching to me.
Anyway, does anyone have any girl to suggest joining Kaiyo's Harem?