Lawless & Sinful Another World

“Thank you for waiting! We will now begin today’s Mad Banquet Fight!”

“『Uooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!』”

At the start of the Mad Banquet Fight, the entire venue erupted with roars from the crowd. They were the kind of shouts meant to fire themselves up right before a decisive battle.

The voices of tens of thousands overlapped, shaking the entire arena with waves of sound.

“Now then, allow us to introduce today’s fighters!!”

While the cheers from the audience showed no signs of stopping, a spotlight illuminated a single spot.

Standing there was a small girl with pink hair and tiny horn-like protrusions on her head.

“Having become a female fighter in the Mad Banquet Fight for only one month, she is the smallest and most defeated girl among all the female fighters. Please be gentle with her today so she can finally win! A girl with a tiny body that holds unfathomable explosive power—here comes Labi!”

The male announcer’s voice echoed throughout the venue, and the cheers swelled in response.

In the midst of those cheers, a single small girl walked nervously down the straight path leading to the ring, almost at a trot.

From where I was sitting, the ring blocked my view, but by stretching a bit I could just barely see her.

“Hey, why are you looking at her like that every single time?”

The man next to me spoke to me again. When I turned my gaze toward him, a video feed was floating in the air in front of him.

“Press here and you can see it normally.”

The man pointed at the armrest of the chair. Sure enough, several button-like controls were arranged there.

“Which one do I press…?” “The one in the middle on the left.”

Just as he said, I pressed one of the buttons, and right in front of my face—where I was seated—an image of the pink-haired girl making her entrance appeared.

“You don’t need to go out of your way to watch the entrance. After all, they’ll be coming right in front of us.”

That’s true. There was no need to stretch and strain just to watch the girls enter. We were seated right in front of the ring. The fighters would come straight to us. No point in forcing myself to see it.

Still, the image floating in the air was incredibly clear and beautiful, almost like watching television. This was probably some kind of magic too. I had no choice but to admit this really was another world.

Looking around, I saw even larger projections than mine floating in the air, and the men around me were glued to them.

“By the way, the one entering now is Labi, a beastkin who inherited sheep blood. She loses all the time, so she’ll probably get ravished again today.”

The man next to me casually explained, but his words lacked the earlier enthusiasm he’d shown.

It was hard to believe this was the same man who had said the real appeal of the Mad Banquet Fight was the ravishment. His tone was completely indifferent.

Looking at the image in front of me, she was indeed small in stature, but she had a cute face and quite a large chest. She fit the “loli with huge breasts” archetype perfectly.

There didn’t seem to be any reason she wouldn’t get the crowd excited other than personal dislike of lolis. Of course, it was possible he preferred small breasts, but looking at the maid standing beside him, that didn’t seem likely either. After all, the maid next to him also had a beautiful, large bust—though not quite as big as Labi’s.

“You don’t seem very interested in her. Why is that…?” “Hm? Curious?” “Well, a little…” “It’s simple. She’s boring.” “Boring…??” “The reason I come here is because I want to see strong women get completely broken by men. I love watching proud women who would never spread their legs for anything other than a kick get used as outlets for men’s lust, forced wide open and toyed with. I enjoy seeing strong women fall.”

Whoa~. This guy just started openly talking about his fetish.

I understood what he was saying, but it was pretty wild to share your sexual preferences in this much detail with someone you’d just met. Either he had insane guts, or he was just plain crazy.

“And yet, as you can see, this girl is weak. Watching a weak girl like her get ravished isn’t worth paying money for.”

Considering everything the man had said so far, this wasn’t exactly praise. But there was something strangely cool about him bluntly declaring that forcing himself on a girl who wasn’t even fit for the arena from the start would be boring.

“I agree. I think so too.”

Feeling the arousal that had been building up a moment ago starting to fade, I watched as the spotlight shifted back to the stage. Labi, who had been on the screen, now appeared in person under the lights.