In most cases, socially confident people can make introverts uncomfortable—but not to the point where communication becomes impossible.
Then there was Toph.
How to describe her?
She wasn't just extroverted—she was socially terrifying.
The kind of person who bulldozes through social norms with such absurdity that even fellow introverts wince. A true social terrorist.
Ryuji tried to keep his composure. After all, Elsa—no matter how mature—was still a Disney princess. And frankly, a character he genuinely liked.
So naturally, he was more courteous with her.
Because this was, after all, a fairytale world.
He didn't mind breaking the fairytale mold—but only to a certain extent. When it came to the classic princess type, he felt it was only right to be a little more gentle. Besides, he still wanted to visit Elsa's world. Who knew? Maybe he'd run into Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, or Rapunzel—those fairytale beauties who fall head over heels for a man at first glance and remain loyal for life.
And about the whole "not a prince" thing?
Why bother being a prince? With his strength and resources, becoming King sounded much better.
That's why building a good relationship with Elsa was important.
Because if it came down to a serious fight… he probably couldn't beat her.
Thank goodness she was Elsa. If it had been that princess from Shield Hero, there'd probably already be a hidden basement in his room—and inside, a girl with all four limbs broken. Ryuji wasn't exactly a noble person. He just didn't like being crude.
But Toph? She didn't care about any of that. She just steamrolled through people's boundaries like a wild force of chaos.
If this had been 7 Days to Die, he would've already taught this so-called "grown-up" what real power looked like.
Three minutes? That was just his work mode. Not even close to full strength.
"Toph," he said seriously, locking eyes with her as she inched closer, clearly aiming for his chest and abs, "if you keep this up, I'm switching from work mode to serious mode."
Yes—Ryuji had built some impressive muscle.
Thanks to how effective training was in the 7 Days to Die world, his abs and pecs were now well-defined. Not in the over-the-top bodybuilder way, but in a lean, natural form. The kind of physique you couldn't see under clothes—but that could seriously pack a punch.
Ironically, that kind of body was more combat-effective. Bodybuilders, with their overgrown muscles, often had low stamina and were injury-prone. Overdeveloped muscles put too much stress on joints and bones.
"Hah? You think I'm scared?" Toph smirked, completely unfazed. "You? A three-minute guy? Don't make me laugh. You said it yourself, remember?"
Ryuji: "…"
He calmly set down the ladle and handed it to a wide-eyed, blushing Elsa.
Then he grabbed Toph by the collar and started dragging her toward a room.
"Hah? Losing your temper?" Toph's cheeks flushed, but she didn't seem scared. In fact, she looked intrigued.
Just before entering the room, Ryuji turned to Elsa and said:
"Stir it every two minutes. If the water doesn't cover the meat, add some. I'll keep supplying magic—don't worry about the fire going out."
And with that, he dragged Toph inside.
Elsa considered stopping them, but then remembered how smug Toph had looked. Maybe she deserved whatever was coming. Besides… Toph didn't seem upset. She looked excited.
"Where even is Toph from? And what is wrong with her?" Elsa groaned, hiding her face with her hands as she watched the bubbling pot.
She couldn't make sense of it.
What she didn't know was that even after being dragged into the room, Toph still had that smug, teasing grin.
"Oh? Losing your temper now?"
"Yeah," Ryuji replied coolly. "Time for a lesson."
He took out a small bottle of water and handed it to her.
"Rinse your mouth. I don't want any weird surprises. Don't worry—I'll clean up myself too."
Even though he was annoyed, Ryuji stayed meticulous. When it came to anything involving girls, he never slacked. He took everything seriously—even when he intended to teach a lesson.
"Hah, newbies are always so extra," Toph muttered.
Still, she was starting to feel the pressure. Ryuji's energy… it reminded her of Aang preparing for a final showdown. The Avatar's resolve.
But her curiosity still burned strong.
If she still had access to her bending, she wouldn't be acting so... thirsty. But for her, bending wasn't just a skill—it was life. She could give up men. She could give up marriage. But she would never give up bending.
Besides, Ryuji had promised not to go all the way.
So what was there to worry about?
She drank the water, found it tasted pretty good, and swallowed it without hesitation.
After Ryuji finished cleaning up, he turned to her again.
"You ready?"
Toph grinned.
"Hah?! Bring it on!"
A confident smirk played on her lips—until Ryuji's hand abruptly seized her head and forced it down.
Toph's mouth was small, her teeth neat and tiny. Even as an adult, her development was… underwhelming. But for Ryuji, the sensation was more than satisfying.
The soft passage, the way her throat constricted around him—it felt incredible.
There was just one problem.
Toph's tongue wasn't moving at all.
"You're supposed to lick," he reminded her.
Finally, her tongue stirred—but instead of focusing where it mattered, it just swiped lazily along the side.
Disappointing.
But the tightness of her throat more than made up for it. With a rough grip, he began rocking her head back and forth.
Toph, however, was not having a good time.
The salty, musky taste flooding her mouth was bad enough, but the violent thrusting made it impossible to breathe. After five relentless minutes, dizziness crept in. Her lungs burned.
Finally, she shoved him away, gasping for air—
Only for that same slick heat to drag across her nose, smear over her lips and cheeks, then plunge back into her mouth.
She braced herself for another brutal session, but this time, he was the one moving.
"Hah, can't handle it already?" His mocking tone made her blood boil.
Like hell I'm letting him look down on me!
Too lightheaded to fight, she let him take control.
But then—
Fifteen minutes passed.
Her jaw ached. Her tongue was numb. And yet, Ryuji showed no signs of finishing.
What the hell?! He never lasted this long when I used my hands!
A horrifying realization struck her.
…Was he really in work mode before?!
Desperate to end this, she finally put effort into her tongue, swirling it around his tip.
There.
A faint tremor ran through him.
Got it.
But—
Another fifteen minutes.
With a choked gasp, she shoved him away again, rubbing her sore jaw.
"G'ah… Enough!" Her words slurred, but her glare was sharp.
Ryuji just smirked and pinched her cheeks, forcing her mouth open.
"Who said we're done?"
And then—
Pure. Brutality.
Like a piston, he hammered into her throat.
Fifteen more minutes later…
"I—hack—I was wrong! I shouldn't have talked shit! Please just use work mode again!"
Toph finally spat him out, strings of saliva dripping from her chin. For once, she genuinely surrendered.
Her mouth was numb. The fact she could still speak clearly was a testament to her iron will.
Ryuji laughed, tapping his length against her flushed face.
"You think you can just quit when you feel like it? Where's my pride in that?"
Toph forced a weak grin.
"I—I didn't know you were actually this insane! I never had sex with a man, how was I supposed to know your were not lying—"
She couldn't help it—she was used to being arrogant.
In her own world, she was nothing short of a top-tier master among masters. Even those revered elders who had spent decades honing their bending techniques were only on par with her at twelve years old. Especially since she had pioneered her own unprecedented technique: metalbending. For someone her age, being called a grandmaster wasn't an exaggeration at all.
What's more, over the years she had interacted with the Avatar—someone capable of wielding all four elements—and had survived countless disasters and life-or-death trials. Her strength was now immeasurable. In her world, the only person who could truly overpower her was Aang in the Avatar State.
So yeah, her arrogance was well-earned.
But in this world…
Her bending was completely useless.
Toph still had a decent amount of internal energy, but since she couldn't see it, fighting Ryuji head-on would likely end in disaster. Best-case scenario: she gravely injures him and causes a huge mess. Worst-case? He dies.
And that would really sour things.
So her plan was to wait until her bending was unsealed. That was supposed to be the smart move… if only she hadn't trash-talked herself into a corner.
Still, she had to admit—Ryuji's attitude really appealed to her.
He didn't bully the weak. But if someone pushed him, he had no problem using strength to make his point. The kind of guy who didn't pretend to be a good person, but wasn't a monster either.
If only he were from her world… then maybe trying to date him wouldn't be such a bad idea.
That thought made Toph pause.
Wait a second… aren't they already doing something only couples should be doing?
Doesn't this count as… dating?
But then again… what about Elsa?
Should I act like an angry woman who's been two-timed?
The thought flickered through Toph's mind.
Even now, her head was full of wild ideas.
"Alright, just finish me off properly and we're done," Ryuji snorted. He wasn't actually planning to wreck her—her surrender was enough.
"Got it, got it!"
Toph eagerly stuck out her pink tongue. She could endure a little longer, but as a grown woman, she wasn't about to keep torturing herself—especially when Ryuji held all the advantage.
As her tongue traced his ridges, her mind wandered.
Once my bending's back, should I hang him up and spank him? Or trap him in a rock armor suit and make him serve me tea?
Ugh, it's so hard to choose!
Distracted, she kept sucking his dick—and soon Ryuji who had entered back to work mode being to tremble. Instinctively, she tried to seal her lips around his dick, curious about the taste. But the moment his tip brushed her lips—he came
Thick, white streaks splattered across her face, her innocent expression twisting into shock.
The adorable moment didn't last.
She licked a drop from her lips—then immediately gagged.
"Bah! Disgusting! why the hell they tell lies about this tasting good?!"
Ryuji: "…"
Her revolted glare was normal, but it still made him want to bend her over, spank her butt, and force that mouth to learn some manners.
"Nobody told you to swallow," he muttered, grabbing tissues to wipe her face.
Her hair was a mess. No way she could clean up alone.
Seeing that even her foot had stepped in the sticky mess, he couldn't help but sigh. He made a mental note to buy her new shoes later. As he wiped Toph's face clean, he spoke up.
"You earned 80 energy points this time... Seriously though, do you even have a sense of shame?"
He was genuinely curious—and chose not to mention that he'd also gained some more World Power from the encounter.
"What would I need that for?" Toph shot back, completely unabashed.
Unbelievable, Ryuji thought. Speechless, he finished cleaning her up, then led her out of the room and back to the dining area where Elsa, cheeks still flushed, was waiting. Breakfast was simple, but Ryuji quickly became aware of two things: Toph could really eat… and they were running low on water.
While Ryuji could generate water using the mechanics of this "Minecraft-like" world, Toph and Elsa couldn't drink that water directly—it wouldn't work for them.
"No helping it," Ryuji muttered, glancing at a reserved open space he had deliberately left in one corner of the hall.
It was originally meant for future setup plans, but now it looked like the perfect spot to summon the trader from the 7 Days to Die world.
Raising his hand, Ryuji activated his system ability. A bit of World Power was consumed instantly. The air in front of him shimmered and distorted—and the familiar storefront from that harsh survival world materialized in the empty hall. However, this time, it came without the surrounding courtyard—only Trader Jen's small shop had appeared.
Wasting no time, Ryuji stepped into the store. As soon as he opened the interface, he let out a sigh of relief.
The goods were plentiful and well-stocked. Purchases required energy points, but prices were surprisingly cheap: one point could get him a slab of meat, a bottle of clean water, or even a chunk of iron ore from the 7 Days to Die world.
However, the medical items—once so abundant in his hands that they seemed as common as cabbages—were now exorbitantly expensive.
A single medkit cost 10,000 energy points—equivalent in value to an entire point of World Power.
Only then did Ryuji realize just how much he'd benefited during his previous time in that world.
Still, there was one thing he cared about even more right now.
He slid a finger between Trader Jen's legs, idly stroking a few times until moisture gathered. Then, he initiated dialogue.
In the next moment, she returned to her usual form—fresh as if untouched.
"Yes!" Ryuji cheered inwardly, a sense of satisfaction washing over him.