Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Like a "man" like me would do, I negated their advances by hiding behind Kaley and using her as a shield. Even if Kaley's humongous warheads weren't the reason I was with her, they easily acted as a deterrent for Cynthia and Riri's smaller—but still fitted nicely in my hands—kind.

Well, I thought the commotion was already over but Tatiana went ahead and grabbed Ruru's tits while Riri's back was turned against them.

Ruru could only stifle a short reaction from being touched, "Ah—"

"Shh~ Hey, Riri! Don't turn around! Which puppy am I touching right now?"

"What are you—" Riri was about to turn around but Tatiana cut her off once again.

"Don't turn around! I'm serious!"

"W-Well, you're touching b-both! Why are you— Ah! Mmh!"

To my surprise, Cynthia actually joined in and dove right under Riri's tights and god knows which part she was playing with at the moment.

"Well?" Cynthia turned to Ruru who couldn't see what was happening under Riri's "underbelly".

"W-Well, what?!"

"Which one?"

"H-Huh?!"

"Front or the back?"

"F-Front…"

"How many fingers?"

"J-Just one…"

"Wow, they're like linked together even though they're separate… I— I dunno the right word for it but it's really awesome! Do you two cum at the same time?"

"Y-Yes! Please! N-Not here! We're really—"

"Oh. Right. Sorry~!"

'Oh, that's why…'

Tatiana and Cynthia were playing with the twin's bodies like they found new toys but weirdly enough, even though the twins were embarrassed from being groped in public—as everyone else was looking at them—they seemed to be enjoying it as much as the other two did.

With that said, the twins took shelter in Kaley's arms but I didn't give away my position. I was hugging Kaley from the back—like I was doing earlier—but their perky tits were obviously "accidentally" rubbing on my arms. In some weird way, it actually felt cozy having the twins' warmth together with Kaley's and we just stayed in the same position for a while.

After a short bit, we watched another match end with a draw but it didn't take long before Quinn took to the stage once again.

However, just as we were preparing ourselves to see another one-sided, one-move knockout, the champion from the other side actually forfeited.

'Well, that means…'

Slowly but surely, our eyes landed onto Tatiana and she dusted her pants before wearing a solemn expression. Well, she gave me a smile when we made eye-contact but she paused and thought for a bit.

She seemed to be thinking of something mischievous—because I saw a small smirk forming to the side of her lips, but it eventually disappeared as she made her way to the play area.

At this point, the crowd just couldn't contain themselves because the two people they were looking at right now were the best fighters in the league and these fighters were about to decide who was the better one.

'This fight is almost like the time I fought Mikhail… Granted there were a lot more differences but size-wise, Tatiana needed to be quick and smart about it. I can't help but imagine being between those two—well, I already did but, the fuck am I thinking about right now? A-Anyway… Hmm~ I just hope they don't hurt themselves too much—'

But right as I was deep in my thoughts, Tatiana raised her hand and said something that made the jazz music stop.

[Umm, yeah… I quit. I'll gladly take second place.]

"WHAT?!"

[WHAT?!]

'DAFUQ?!'

As soon as Tatiana said that, there was complete silence for a whole minute but Mr. Cuervo was having none of it. Even if his hair got disheveled, his clothes got crumpled, and his confidence was shattered, he wouldn't let the final match end in such a way.

[No, no, no! You can forfeit matches, yes, but no one is allowed to forfeit at the final match! It's the final match, Hermosa! Please! Just give everyone a good show!]

[Did you make up that rule just now?]

[Well, yes— but! Please, it's just downright cruel to do this to me! J-Just duke it or something!]

[Right… Hey, umm… I'm thinking of forfeiting t-too… Sorry, Mr. Cuervo.]

[WHAT?! QUINN?! NO! NO! NO! PLEASE, YOU TWO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME! I'M AGING RAPIDLY AS IS! CONDUCTING THESE FIGHTS INVIGORATES ME! PLEASE! JUST DO SOMETHING!]

At this point, the tension from expecting Quinn and Tatiana to fight was completely gone and some people were already dying-laughing from Mr. Cuervo's predicament. Not to mention, the cut that the Cuervo Family would probably receive from the enormous wagers and bets being passed around would be completely gone and sent back accordingly.

With that said, I could probably guess the reason Tatiana wanted to forfeit—no, it's not because of our certain activity later, fucking hornballs—but I couldn't guess the reason Quinn had for doing the same thing.

Above all else, the main task I have for Tatiana was to protect Kaley at all costs and if she get banged—not the sexual way, of course—she wouldn't be able to perform appropriately.

It was because if she aimed for the championship, she'd have to go against Quinn—which was what was actually happening now, and the two top fighters wouldn't get out of it unscathed.

Their match wouldn't be the one-sided beatdowns we saw a lot of times because honestly speaking, the two were almost equal in battle-power though their attributes were totally different from each other.

To give a much simpler explanation, it was like squishing together two M&Ms and the result would be neither M&M budging an inch or the complete opposite, both M&Ms getting crushed at the same time.

But at this point, Mr. Cuervo was already promising more than twice the rewards he would be giving to the Champion of Champions but his assistants had another idea.

Roxanne and Melina whispered into Mr. Cuervo's ear, and Mr. Cuervo actually let them take the reins.

[Alright. If you two don't want to fight, how about you fight us?]

'Pfft!'

Cheers just erupted from the viewing platforms but I couldn't help but stifle a laugh.

'There's just no way… no fucking way…'

It just sounded too bizarre that Roxanne and Melina wanted to do a tag-team match with Quinn and Tatiana. If it was modeling or something that involved "femininity", they would've won 100% of the time but actual balls to the wall, straight-up 2v2 against those monsters?

That was just suicide with extra steps.

Despite that, the two actually looked serious about their offer but Quinn and Tatiana wanted to sweeten the pot a little more. The two forfeiting gave them the chance to bleed Mr. Cuervo dry but they didn't stop there and wanted a slice of Roxanne and Melina as well.

[Well, what do you two suggest?]

[Anything we want.]

[Yes, anything you want—]

[No, you don't understand. I meant, "Anything we want." If we beat you two in a fight, we could make you do anything we want and you don't have a say in it.]

[That's…]

[Just for a few days, not much…]

[F-Few days?! That's too much!]

[Don't worry, we won't tell you to do anything nasty—well, some of them are, but I promise you'd beg for an extension.]

[...]

[So?]

[F-Fine! But we don't go bare-handed!]

[Go ahead, no worries.]

It didn't take long before the participants for the final match were handed appropriate weapons—two medium-length sticks each for Roxanne and Melina, a medium-length stick for Tatiana, and a long, long stick for Quinn—and they met in the central part of the play area.

I already had the ending in my head but I'm still not sure how it would get to that.

With that said, once the signal was given, the pressure that Quinn and Tatiana released easily swallowed Roxanne and Melina, but the two didn't bridge the distance from the get-go. However, it made Roxanne and Melina take a few steps back while Quinn was the only one who took a step forward after them.

It's just that Quinn was holding her 6-foot pole a little differently.

She was holding it with one hand gripped tightly on one end as the whole length was behind her.

I thought for sure that the two would rush their opponents right from the get-go but Tatiana was just resting her weapon on her shoulder with a smile on her face.

Doing that made Roxanne and Melina a little disheartened—because they were being taken too lightly, but all of a sudden, a wooden pop echoed before Melina was rolling on the ground.

'Wait…'

Even the person in charge of giving the instant replay was confused as fuck but it didn't take long before the same sound echoed, and this time, Roxanne was on her knees, wooden sticks dropped on the floor, and clutching her forehead.

'Jesus fucking christ…'

Before this match even started, I thought the one that was likely to use moves with finesse between Quinn and Tatiana was the latter, but what I saw just now wasn't something I'd expect from Quinn.