As the words "what" escaped my lips, a mischievous smirk crept across the face of the girl with vibrant violet hair. With a casual air of confidence, she retorted, "How could you remain so composed in a situation where your dark secret is exposed? You, the killer of your schoolmate's, on the very first day."
Stunned into silence, my mind raced, seeking a solution to navigate this treacherous terrain. Initially, my instinct urged me to run, to escape the consequences of my actions. But what had happened earlier had sealed my fate, making escape an illusory dream. Thus, I let out a heavy sigh, and just look with a disappointment expression, and muttered, "So, wha--" Before I could complete my sentence, she swiftly silenced me, her fingers pressing against my lips, her eyes sparkling with perverse delight. "Worry not, dear~~. Your secret is safe with me. But, oh, do entertain me further~," she chimed with a joyful lilt, relishing the power she held over me.
Just when I believed she was about to fade away, like a mere roach, she revealed her truth. "Ah, but you should know, I am but a holographic illusion. Tee-hee!"
And with those words, she vanished into thin air, leaving me standing there in bewildered silence. The resounding ring of the school bell shattered my spacing out, beckoning students back to their classes.
Yet, I remained motionless, lost in the maelstrom of unanswered questions swirling within my mind. Time seemed to stretch endlessly as I grappled with the weight of my secrets and the magnitude of the enigma before me. After what felt like an eternity, a classmate with red hair, approached me. Gently tapping my shoulder, he brought me back to the present. "Class is about to start. Let us make our way," he urged, In that moment, overwhelmed and defeated, I reached out instinctively to grasp his shoulder.
But my attempt was futile, and I found myself sprawled on the cold floor, my face meeting the unforgiving ground. He had moved with a speed that my body couldn't even react, his grip on my arm unyielding, accompanied by an intense aura of dominance. "I don't know what you were trying to do here but nevertheless, hands off," he said, leaving me felt alone, defeated and broken.
As my mind was left adrift, a wide grin stretched across my face. I felt an exhilarating mix of challenge and excitement, eager to what excitement will happen ahead. Making my way back to the classroom, I observed the violet-haired girl and the red-haired guy sitting nonchalantly, as if the earlier incident had never occurred. Hours passed, and finally, the class came to an end. Stepping out of the classroom, my stomach growled, reminding me of my need for food. Extending my right hand, I summoned my own miniature holographic screen and swiftly ordered some food. Within seconds, my unusual choice of cuisine arrived. Some might consider it ancient, but the authentic flavors of takoyaki and grilled cheese delighted my taste buds.
Leaving the school premises, my attention was drawn to a black-haired girl, dressed in tattered clothes with visible scratches. She was desperately fleeing from three adults, but her lack of technological prowess ended with her capture inevitable. Her cries for help were muffled by the anti-noise-canceling barrier the adults had set up. Cornered in the alleyway, she appeared trapped and helpless. From my position point on the rooftop, I observed the unfolding scene, savoring my takoyaki, curious about what would transpire next. Drawing upon my extensive exposure to movies, manwhas, and manga, I anticipated the arrival of a heroic figure to rescue the girl, This would be the perfect time for the main character to step up, mhm indeed.
To my unsurprising delight, the familiar face of the red-haired guy emerged from the shadows. Without missing a beat, he confronted the trio, denouncing their despicable act. "How disgraceful, ganging up on a defenceless young girl. Prepare to face the consequences of your actions," he asserted. A tingling sensation of anticipation coursed through me, although I couldn't help but cringe slightly at the line i just heard. Nonetheless, I knew from my gathered data that this guy, Max, was far stronger than the three adults. His physical training and natural strength set him apart, despite not relying on the enhancements associated with his renowned bloodline or family.
Extending a helping hand to the girl, Max's gesture elicited shock and fear, prompting her to push him away and flee.
"Wa-wait!" he called out, but she paid no attention, vanishing into the distance. With a resignedsigh, Max changed his course, walking in the opposite direction. As I watched, an enormous grin plastered across my face, a multitude of thoughts swirled in my mind, intrigued by the possibilities that lay ahead.
As I lay down on the rooftop, my mind delved into the realm of possibilities, contemplating my next move. Suddenly, a perfect idea materialized within my thoughts. Without hesitation, I got into action, following the tracker I had secretly placed on the girl while she was busy in her distressed outburst earlier. Observing the tracker's movement, I traced its path until it came to a stop at an abandoned floating house. I couldn't help but think at the incongruity of her circumstances." w** how did she end up affording this, isn't she supposed to be poor.. even her house is broken down but still levitating ugh" thoughts on my head, The house itself seemed dilapidated, yet somehow it defied gravity. "What a strange situation," I muttered to myself.
As the girl approached the entrance, exhaustion showed on her face, her body gave way, causing her to stumble. Without a moment's hesitation, I instinctively revealed myself, rushing to catch her before her head collided with the ground. Letting out a sigh of relief, I look her face from up close, unexpectedly captivated by her beauty despite her dire living conditions. As a normal guy would, in a moment of holding a girl's entire body, I striped her. im kidding im kidding, But of course, I wouldn't act on such impulses.
Instead, I carefully carried her back to my place, gently laying her down on a comfortable surface. Then, I proceeded to remove her old tattered clothing. However, an unpleasant odor emanated from her body she was indeed stinky, which indicated that a change of clothes was necessary after she wakes up using a shower. Unfortunately, I lacked any female clothing's, so I just retrieved a pair of my old shorts and one of my hoodies, placing them next to her.
As she lay there, unclothed, I couldn't help but notice something strange in the center of her chest. It resembled a mutated organ or perhaps a secondary heart. I struggled to find the right words to describe it, but it was undeniably extraordinary. Intrigued, I extended my finger cautiously, lightly touching the pulsating flesh. In that moment, a surge of data flooded my consciousness, providing insight into the function of this anomaly. It appeared to limit her abilities and life span. In an unfortunate twist, she had mere weeks to live. Moreover, the enigmatic flesh within her chest harbored a micro-virus, a discovery made possible by my analytical capabilities. pity welled within me as I muttered, "This is quite troublesome."
Hours passed, and she finally woke up.
Startled by her sudden awakening, she erupted into screams and pleas for help, her voice reverberating through the room. As i anticipated this reaction, I had installed noise-canceling measures, rendering her cries futile. Clutching my blanket tightly, she repeated her desperate cries, "Please go away! Let me out!" I released a tired sigh, speaking casually, "There are clothes beside you, but you should take a bath first. You smell rather unpleasant." Her fearful expression remained, but eventually, her screams subsided, and she fell into an uneasy silence. Meanwhile, I continued to engage with my computer, engrossed in my virtual realm of trolling people.
After a few minutes of apprehensive silence, she finally mustered up a full sentence, her voice sound with confusion. "Wh-where am I?" she asked. I responded truthfully, "You're in my house." Her gaze shifted toward the clothes beside her, and she questioned their ownership. "Whose clothes are these?" she asked. With a nonchalant tone, I replied, "They're mine." She persisted, her tone laden with suspicion, "W-why was I naked? Did you do something to my body?" I let out a tired sigh, preparing to explain. "Yes, I did touch it. Look at the middle of your chest," I stated plainly. Her eyes widened in surprise as she examined the area in question. Stammering, she attempted to voice her confusion, "W-wh-what? What happened to the bio-mutant that was implanted in me?" My response was casual. "I removed it, repaired it, and even gave you a flesh growth capsule. It cost me quite a sum, so you better pay me in the future."
Momentarily taken aback, she fell into a stunned silence. She managed to muster her gratitude, but before she could explain her pitiful backstory of the implantation, I interjected, urging her to proceed to the bathroom. "Go wash yourself already so you can wear the clothes I provided," I commanded. With a grateful nod, she complied, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and gratitude. Just as she approached the shower, with a small and hesitantly voice she said, "D-did you really just look at my body.. and nothing else?" Bluntly, I retorted, "Yes, and I fixed you up. That you should be payme in the near future." Her blush deepened, but she proceeded into the bathroom, where she spent a lengthy hour and a half cleansing herself.
Emerging from the shower, she caught my gaze as she wrapped herself in my hoodie. "You know, this hoodie is surprisingly comfortable," she remarked, hoping to engage in conversation. Ignoring her comment, I resumed my gaming session, dismissing her attempt at conversation. She pouted, expressing her appreciation before announcing her leave. "Well, I guess I'll be going now. Thank you for everything." I told her off casually, insisting, "No need. You can sleep here for tonight. Your house doesn't seem to be in good condition." She hesitated, hesitant to impose. "I can't ask that of someone who saved me," she protested. I shrugged off her concerns, insisting, "It's already dark. Just stay here for the night." Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she stammered, "So... we'll be sleeping... together?" Swiftly, I clarified, adopting a nonchalant tone, "No, I'll be in my gaming chair, and you can have the bed." Though disappointed, she accepted the arrangement, settling onto the bed with a mixture of gratitude and bashfulness.
The night passed with a sense of calm and peace, despite the unusual circumstances. She slept peacefully, unaware of the strange setting she found herself in, while I remained engrossed in my virtual adventures, losing track of time. Eventually after 3 hours or so, exhaustion took hold, and I succumbed to slumber in the on my gaming chair.
With the break of dawn, the melody of chirping of birds roused me from my restless sleep. A momentary panic seized me as I frantically checked the time, fearing I would be late for school. However, as my eyes fluttered open, I found myself in a state of bewildered surprise. Instead of the gaming chair, I was sprawled upon my own bed, my head resting on a pillow. Confusion mingled with curiosity as I realized the girl was nowhere to be found.
The delicious scent of food wafted through the air, arousing my senses and drawing me towards its source. I turned my gaze to the right, only to find her standing in the kitchen, diligently preparing a meal. With a gentle and warm smile adorning her face, she greeted me, her voice filled with affection, "Good morning, sleepyhead."