[Author: This chapter is long and I was bewildered weather I should separate this chapter or not. At the end I leave as it is. The second part is smut so have fun reading it. If any readers request to separate into two chapters I will do it gladly.]
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The girls were enjoying their time, doing facials and manicures. It was Mrs. Yang's idea until their men arrived.
The shocking part was that V-fifty-six eradicated a few zombies on her own with a kitchen knife. Hence, the gas station was in a total mess, with large items scattered across the store. The beer cans and kitchen oils spilled onto the floor. Both of them had fought a deadly battle.
Both ladies were joking and laughing without agitation on their faces.
"So your name is Veronica? " Mr. Yang asked in a flaggebasted tone while polishing her nail.
"Yeah! But nobody calls me, "said she in a gloomy tone. "Everyone either calls me V-fifty six or a monster. Nobody knew I had a name. " Veronica offered a bitter smile.
"When I was in Red Hunter, my mentor took the first letter of my name and added with a number. V-fifty-six!
Mrs. Yang's heart is distressed to hear this. "For me, you are Veronica." She added, "Life must be tough for you. There are no parents or someone to support you in the apocalypse world. "
Veronica shook her head. She hadn't had time to think about whether her life was miserable or not. Her concentration was on surviving another day. And another day. Life taught her many things, and one was to not trust anyone.
"There was one time I had a whole feast for myself, and later I starved for a week. But this is my life. "
Mrs. Yang laughed wryly. "Girl, you are so optimistic and strong as a bull. "
She gleaned from Mrs. Yang's remarks.
A wine bottle started floating, then was poured into nearly-full glasses.
Veronica is amused to watch levitation magic.
Mrs. Yang softly murmured, "I am no magus, but I know a few tricks." She winked, and a gentle smile escaped from her lips. Mrs. Yang actually went to Magus School but left in midway. She learned a few tricks, like levitation and healing magic.
*Clink!*
The girls took a sip of wine and lived the moment.
"You are awesome!" Veronica commented.
The hearty laugh echoed throughout the gas station.
Suddenly, the footsteps of wild animals echoed, alerting them. They stared at each other with anxiety.
"Someone is approaching here. " She whispered and was terrified. Veronica stood up on her feet, signalling for Mrs. Yang to hide.
Grabbing the kitchen knife, she moved forward.
"Veronica, be careful. "
Veronica took her stance with her deadly blade. Her heart was beating fast, and her eyes looked at the front gate.
Someone entered.
She swiftly targeted the stranger's heart. "Get off you, monster. "
Someone rapidly grabbed the blade with irked eyes. "Is this some type of greeting that I am unaware of?".
This was her second time attacking him; the first time she hit him with her fist, now a blade.
Veronica retreated her feet as her eyes were in disbelief. "Master! Sorry. I was—"
Before she could say further, a packet of flour dumped over Eros head.
"V fifty-six! " Eros gritted his teeth in irritation.
"My wife."
"Darling."
"Master!"
Everyone circled in a group, and of course the girls were distanced from their partners. They couldn't withstand the foul smell of rotten eggs and were coated with mud.
"Honey, what happened to you?" Mrs. Yang's eyes were teary to see his husband, head to toe, overlaid with mud.
Before he could say anything, Eros interrupted.
"Mrs. Yang, your gallant husband fought to death to rescue me from zombies. His aim was so good that he killed a violent beast himself. " Eros shamelessly lied about Mr. Yang's false bravery.
"The man didn't care for himself and saved me. Ending up fractured his arm. "
The girls were awed by it, especially Mrs. Yang, whose cheeks reddened. Her chest puffed up, and she gazed at her husband with tender love.
"Darling, I always thought you were a screedy chicken. I was so wrong to hold such prejudice.."
"Honey, you are lucky to have me as your husband. " Mr. Yang couldn't bear to tell the truth. He went along with the devil.
And suddenly, the couple embraced each other in a big hug, forgetting the awful smell and sticky mud.
Their lips locked with each other, devouring their deep passion. Despite his arm hurting, he didn't nudge a little.
Eros, on the other hand, rolled his eyes while his lips were slightly downward. There should be a rule that nobody is allowed to do PDA. While his eyes were burning with envy, he also felt a warm ambience.
The next moment, smooching disgusted him.
'I should have told the truth. Mrs. Yang, your husband is actually a wimp.' He thought to himself.
Veronica, slightly closed to his side, asked, " Aren't they cute? Despite being old, their affection didn't end a bit. It is rare to see an old couple expressing their love. "
His blood was boiling after listening to all the sh*t. He wiped out all zombies, yet he hadn't gotten a single praise for anyone. Sigh! The world is unfair.
"Hmm!" He glanced at her, as her complexion was soft yet exuding maturity.
She was looking better than earlier. The blue dress really complimented her silver hair.
"Perhaps love does exist. " V-fifty-six mumbled under his breath. When the smell of rotten eggs burst in her nose, she walked further to him.
"You smelled awfully. Master, you should take a bath. Gosh.. Ughh… I can't breathe."
Eros' mood turned sour.
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The crescent moon glistened in the greyish sky. The temperature dropped by a big margin.
Eros was in the bathtub under the open sky, relaxing his muscles. His irritation melted away with the warm hospitality Mr. Yang provided. He closed his eyes as a gentle breeze caressed his cheeks.
The dawn was approaching. Many things had happened in a day. The girl who might have died was going to his home. Furthermore, she might be immune to his curse. Pondering, he couldn't content himself.
She was probably the first to know the spell of immortality. Her necromancy spell was something he should be afraid of.
"Master! Master! I am coming." V-fifty-six announced her arrival cheerfully.
Eros glanced at her leg, which was clean-shaven and looked glossy. His eyes beamed with zest.
"You don't have to shout!" He suggested.
She reminded him of someone who is always loud. V-fifty-six ignored his words and came closer.
His eyes couldn't take off her. She was wearing a blue dress that revealed her sawn neck. A lewd thought wandered: How would she react if he touched her bosom?
His body started warming while his throat dried as he gazed at the curvaceous woman.
"Are you feeling better?" Her chirpy voice gave him an eargasm.
Eros averted her gaze and replied in an indifference tone. "I am feeling okay. "
The serene ambience and the fragrance of booze intoxicated Eros's mind. His heart was pounding, and he was unable to maintain a poker face.
"Is Mr. Yang really a brave man? " She asked in doubt.
"He is. "
The girl's intuition was sharp, as she could detect his lies. Both men would never disclose what happened on the field, though.
" I saw two corpses of zombies. "
Veronica pressed her lips together in unease and gave him an awkward smile.
"...two zombies entered. Mrs. Yang was petri-petrified by it, so I butchered them with a kitchen knife. " Her voice trembled a little as she explained. Afraid his master would despise it.
"You have done a good job. "
Hearing it, she felt lighter. Her eyes went to the master's golden eyes, then the scar on his cheeks.
Her fingertips traced his cheeks and pointed at the scar. "Does it hurt? "
The warmth of her finger aroused him, especially his downward. His mind went blank, and he forgot to breathe.
Slowly, he opened his mouth. "No."
Her hand caressed his hair and traced his lips. The eyes were gazing at him with affection.
Should he do something or let her explore his body? His brain is already short circuit.
He threw morals out the window. A man should do what he desires. Before that, he wanted to know how far she could go without hurting herself. In addition, he was wearing his gloves and tracksuit.
Veronica slid her palm over his neck.
"Why are you covering so much? "
"So I can protect myself from a witch like you." He teased her while watching Veronica pout. "On a serious note, it protected me from unknown danger. It is bullet- and stab-proof. "
Veronica nodded.
Then he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the bathtub.
*Splash! *
She froze for a moment and threw an ugly glance at him. " You— "
Both of them were facing each other as if they were kissing. "You can't pull me like that." She sounded a little upset.
Eros brought his lips to her ears and whispered. "I don't want you to get sick because of the cold. So stay here. "
Her blue dress was soaked, unveiling of her private parts and her silver hair. His eyes went into her soft breast.
"Can I? " Eros asked in a husky tone.
Veronica slightly nodded. Getting the green signal, he traced her neck and slowly went to her chest.
" Something new. " She mumbled.
He started fondling her right bosom; that was the softest thing he had touched. After every squeeze, he wanted to do it again. His yearning for her touch is beyond words.
Hearing the Veronica moan, his heartbeat started racing like a wolf chasing its prey. He retreated his hand and took the girl in his embrace.
The girl had already died once, so he couldn't let something happen again because of his thirst. As the two bodies stuck together like glue, on the other hand, his little brother stood up.
"Master, something like a pen is nudging me."
Eros cheeks were as red as a beet and unable to express anything. With a deep breath, he commented.
"It is normal— "
A blob suddenly headbutted Eros cheek violently. Then proceed to sit down on Veronica's shoulder.
Before Eros grasped, Veronica screamed in fright. "Ahhh! What is this thing? Get off my shoulder. What the f–duuuucking thing is here?
Eros grabbed the blob and glared at him with menacing eyes. He urged to dissolve this fella in hydroperoxide so would never dare to smack him. Unfortunately, the blob had gems in its body and couldn't harm him for now.
"Euuu." The spherical blob spoke.
"V, he is my familiar. I recently made it so he doesn't have common sense. "
While he was explaining, Veronica got out of the bathtub. The hideous blob ruined her mood.
"So ugly! "
"Indeed. "
Meanwhile, the blob's body shrank after hearing the remarks. His body glimmered in the darkness, expressing its woe.
Veronica commented, "Why is it shimmering? "
Eros elucidated everything about how he defeated all the zombies and created this blob by using his own blood. The gems that were stored in its body were zombie internal organs that were edible. It was for her.
"So you want me to eat these gems that are digested by a freaky slug? Are you out of mind? " Veronica fumed. Eating this is so disgusting and unhygienic.
"It's edible. These gems can help you replenish the energy that you have lost. You must have it "
"You are crazy. " With that, she walked away.
Perhaps the god is really avenging him for his evil deeds.
A sound of a new notification popped up in his wrist watch. He looked at me and frowned.
[ Master, we are midway through the Rainstar checkpoint. I have faith you haven't done anything to the poor girl. I have to remind you again: This is your last chance to become a father. So don't pounce on her!
Arrive safely!
Your faithful butler is wasting his Saturday in search of you.]
His lips twitched in displeasure. The man always increased his blood pressure.
He took a deep sigh and wanted some peaceful time before indulging himself in a hectic life.