I approached, rubbing my hands together with a sly grin, my face full of obsequiousness.

"Haitang-sama, what brings you here?"

"Tangerine called me. She said you were being beaten up, so I came to check on you."

I glanced at Tangerine, who waved her phone triumphantly.

"But you're just playing volleyball? Hurry up and finish; I'm in a rush. Xiao Cangyu and Yang Qi are still waiting for me."

Haitang's arrival was both a salvation and a new complication, as I desperately wanted to keep her unaware of the Bishoujo Notebook.

I could only hope everyone present would keep their mouths shut...

"I remember you! You're that wild girl!"

Uh-oh, Lei Meow Meow recognized Haitang and exclaimed. Hot-tempered people really lack tact!

Back at the village entrance, she had suffered under Haitang's kicks. But back then, she was Lei Laohu, and Haitang hadn't met her before. If this continued, Haitang would surely get suspicious!

I quickly moved to Lei Meow Meow's side and whispered, "If she finds out you're Lei Laohu, your idol career is over!"

Haitang also paused, her eyes narrowing sharply.

"Who are you? Do I know you?"

"Oh, sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

Though apologizing, Lei Meow Meow's tone didn’t seem anywhere near apologetic, still holding a grudge.

Haitang didn't mind. She strolled to the center of the court with the ball, waving me away dismissively.

"Move aside, leave the rest to me."

"Wait, why not substitute Zhao Zhao? Do you know his current condition?"

"Of course, he's just having an erection now. I've been watching."

Girls shouldn't casually say ‘erection’. Even the two former guys turned girls didn't mention it.

"Idiot Kai, I'm replacing Tangerine, meaning you're the last player on this side." Haitang gave me a condescending look. "You're almost out of stamina, and Zhao Zhao just got on. You want me to swap Zhao Zhao and drag you through three games?"

"But he's useless now."

"You're so dense. With Zhao Zhao on the court, can that big-breasted girl over there even perform normally?"

Tian Xi's eyes widened, emitting a "Eeek!"

Though I felt sorry for Tian Xi, Haitang had a point.

Just imagining a pervert leering at certain parts of your body would make anyone uncomfortable. Tian Xi looked like she'd run off soon.

"Isn't that just sexual harassment?!" Lei Meow Meow protested strongly.

"Yeah, isn't it?" I echoed.

Haitang just shrugged. "Sorry, just looking isn't illegal."

You strategists are all so devious.

But since Haitang came to the rescue, I stepped off the court to watch.

It's strange. Haitang usually opposes Zhao Zhao's harassment, even poking his eyes. This time, she didn't stop him. Could she know something... No!

I glanced at Tian Xi, then at Haitang, suddenly understanding something.

I see! Haitang is flat-chested! It's natural for her to envy Tian Xi's ample bosom!

The match resumed. As Haitang predicted, Tian Xi was heavily affected by Zhao Zhao, losing combat effectiveness. The game became a duel between Lei Meow Meow and Haitang.

Karate includes both punches and kicks, but Haitang focuses on leg techniques, so her arm strength isn't as strong as Lei Meow Meow's.

Handling both receiving and attacking, as a volleyball novice, against the talented Lei Meow Meow's increasingly tricky serves, Haitang struggled.

I thought she'd have the upper hand, but in beach volleyball, Haitang couldn't beat Lei Meow Meow.

The second set score was now 11:18, a significant deficit, almost hopeless.

"Acting all high and mighty, letting that muscle perv stare at my sister, but you're not that great," Lei Meow Meow taunted, still holding a grudge.

"I admit, you're stronger now." Haitang who is extremely competitive, wouldn't back down. "But the match isn't over; don't conclude too soon."

"Got any tricks left?"

Black aura emanated from Haitang—she was seriously angry, it seemed impossible to calm her down.

"Is using only your hands necessary in volleyball?" she asked cryptically.

Beside me, Rinka pondered, "As long as you don't hold the ball directly, any body part is fine."

"Good." Haitang's sinister smile startled Lei Meow Meow, who hadn't seen this side of her, even when getting beaten at the village entrance.

Though the rules allow it, hands are generally faster than feet, which is why players use hands. Plus, it's hard to position if one is striking the ball using their feet.

But is Haitang ordinary?

Lei Meow Meow's cannonball-like spike was kicked back into the air by Haitang. She then jumped, performing a bicycle kick, sending the ball back—into Lei Meow Meow's forehead.

Despite Haitang's fair, slender legs, that kick was powerful, carrying the power that could seemingly split mountains apart, embedding Lei Meow Meow's head along with the ball into the sand, with smoke rising.

Don't worry; it's just for show. No one's dying.

Probably.

Lei Meow Meow layed on the sand, struggling to get up.

"Sorry, sorry, it’s hard to control when kicking for the first time—please forgive me!"

Yeah, no matter how you look at it, that was totally on purpose! And that apology? Dry as toast. Not a shred of sincerity.

"Big bro!" Seeing Lei Meow Meow knocked down, Tian Xi didn’t care about Zhao Zhao’s gaze anymore—she rushed over and helped prop Lei Meow Meow up, resting her head on her lap. Except… the position was a little...

“Ugh, what’s blinding my eyes… gah, is it… boobs?”

All Lei Meow Meow could see was a pair of oppai wrapped in a white swimsuit.

A bit jealous, honestly. If it were Haitang’s lap pillow instead, all you’d get was a full frontal view of her grumpy face, with zero filter.

“Xiao Xi, help me up. This level of attack.. your big sis here can still take it.”

Lei Meow Meow wobbled to her feet, shaking her head. There was a red mark on her forehead… Actually, the fact that she took that spike and it didn’t even scratch her skin shows her insane defense stat.

No wonder she used to eat over a hundred kicks from Haitang and still stood tall. Even after becoming a girl, she was still tanky as hell.
“Oh wow, you can still stand?”

“I mean, sure I’m weaker now, but not that weak—I’m not going down from just one hit!”

Since Haitang had just scored, Lei Meow Meow rolled the ball back under the net.

“Solomon, I have returned!”

“Just to be clear—I’m su·per·strong! Clock Up!”

For some reason, Haitang’s speed suddenly ramped up. She pulled a full-on Thomas spin, legs generating a whirlwind that sent the volleyball flying skyward, then leapt up and delivered a mid-air spinning kick—sending the ball screeching down at Lei Meow-Meow.

“Who the heck even gets these references?! Trans-AM!”

Lei Meow Meow didn’t dodge. She planted her feet in a horse stance, eyes blazing with fierce light. Her entire body turned red-hot, and she raised her right fist to meet the ball head-on. The volleyball spun against her fist for several seconds from the sheer force before finally getting smacked back into the air.

“Style! Eastern Undefeated! Rock! Shattering! Sky! Shocking! Fist!”

Lei Meow Meow launched into the air trailing afterimages, her back turned to the sun. A glowing sun halo formed behind her, making her look all divine and radiant…

Wait, aren’t we indoors? Where’s the sun coming from? Oh—special effects?

She poured all her power into the volleyball, turning it into a golden comet streaking straight at Haitang…

These two angry dudes—uh, angry ladies—when they go at it, it seriously feels like the end of the world.

“Ora ora ora ora!!!”
“Muda muda muda muda!!!”

I couldn’t even track the ball with my eyes anymore.

“Kai, did we wander onto the wrong set?”

Watching the superpower battle unfolding on court, Rinka voiced the only reasonable thought left.

“Hahaha! When did you ever think this world was normal?” Yeah, ever since I learned that the one true god was a God of Bishoujo, I knew this world was deeply cursed.

In the end, the second set wrapped up in a narrow 19:21 loss for us.

But Haitang totally dominated the latter half. Lei Meow Meow was just a step behind—after all, leg power beats fist strength in terms of burst.

Which means… we’re totally winning the third set. Haitang’s completely steamrolling them—how can we lose? Just press A and you win. Losing isn’t even on the table.

A true commentator makes bold calls at the boldest times!