Chapter 61: Ibara Shiozaki
Kira walked into the room and took two steps back, closing the door behind him. Although he knew she wouldn't care about such things, it was better to be cautious.
He took out the box cutter he had conveniently picked up from the table earlier, knelt in front of the box, and sliced it open along the seam.
"I hope this one is to my satisfaction..."
Kira took a deep breath, opened the box, and revealed a cylindrical, humanoid object wrapped in layers of foam board and tape.
With great patience, Kira sliced through the outer packaging, layer by layer. About three minutes later, all the wrapping was removed, leaving only a piece of gauze cloth on top. Now, the object's true form was revealed. It was a woman, one meter sixty centimeters tall.
Short black hair, exquisite makeup, a perfectly proportioned body, and a seductive pose on the ground. Her every smile and frown exuded a sense of sexiness, stirring the lust in a man's heart.
Kira was no exception. The moment he saw this human form, his eyes lit up. He seemed to be unable to bear it, taking short, rapid breaths, looking like a drug addict in the throes of withdrawal.
Half a minute later, Kira, his face flushed like a pure-hearted child, carefully took her hand. Seeing no resistance, he flashed an innocent smile.
The next moment—
The hand broke off.
The hand that Kira was holding suddenly broke off from the woman's arm, revealing a smooth, circular joint at the wrist. The woman didn't seem to feel any pain and continued to smile at the young man in front of her.
Kira frantically caught the hand, placed it on his own face, and closed his eyes in ecstasy, rubbing it against his skin.
But the feeling of weariness came as quickly as the joy. Not long after, Kira opened his eyes, casually put the hand in his inner pocket, and looked at the woman's other, intact hand. Now, in his eyes, this hand held an extraordinary attraction.
Kira walked out of the room. The box, which had been repackaged, was now back in the room, missing only two parts.
The woman in the box still had the same enchanting face and seductive figure, but the thing that could bring others extreme pleasure now held no attraction for Kira.
"Have you checked it?" the owner of the house asked, still watering her flowers, though she had switched to a different pot. Hearing the sound from the room, she didn't turn her head. "Is everything alright with it?"
Although the girl's voice was calm, a closer listen revealed a sense of urgency and nervousness. Seeing that he didn't answer, she asked again, "Is everything alright with it?"
"Ah," Kira said, pulling his hand out of his inner pocket and looking up with a smile. "It's perfect. I'm very satisfied, Miss Ibara Shiozaki."
"Then... the money..." Ibara lowered her head, a little happy to hear Kira's words, and said in a small voice that was hard to hear, "The money... can you give it to me now?"
"The money..." Kira subconsciously touched the hand in his inner pocket and said with a bit of a headache, "I just got back from the hospital. I don't have enough money on me right now."
"Are you trying to skip out on the bill..." The girl's hair floated up without any wind, swaying as if it had a mind of its own and pointing at Kira. Her voice returned to its calm, even cold, tone. "Then... I can make a move on you now, right?"
"That's not it! I'm not trying to skip out on the bill!" Seeing her enter a hostile state, Kira said in a panic, "I just got your message and came over suddenly! I just don't have enough money on me!"
Seeing that the girl was still looking at him warily, Kira gritted his teeth and said, "You're a student in the U.A. Hero Course, Class B, right? I'll bring it to you in class tomorrow!"
The girl's hair fell, and she said with confusion, "How do you know that? Are you..."
"I'm a student in the U.A. Hero Course, Class A! Our classroom is right next to yours!" Although Kira had long known that the girl in front of him was very clueless and basically didn't receive any outside information, he hadn't expected her to not even know this.
"You have a day off today, right?" To verify his identity, Kira continued, "You must know about the attack on U.A., right? I was one of the Class A members who was attacked! All Might is our mutual teacher!"
"All Might..." The girl's hair returned to its original position. She repeated All Might's name, then brought the topic back around. "Will you give me the money?"
"Please, have some faith in our friendship of so many years!" Kira had known Ibara Shiozaki for two or three years. Although they weren't close, he still knew a little about her and knew that she was in the Hero Course, Class B. Although they had never spoken, they had run into each other in the cafeteria and on the field several times.
Kira was at a loss. He took out his U.A. student ID and handed it to her.
Ibara wrapped a strand of her hair around the student ID, took it from Kira's hand, and read softly, "Hero Course, Class A, Yoshikage Kira."
Kira said helplessly, "This is very similar to yours, right? If you still don't believe me, I'll just have to take my things and go."
Hearing that Kira was going to take his things and go, Ibara frantically wrapped her hair around his arm. "Absolutely not! If you leave, who will give me money to take care of these flowers?!"
She was very dependent on the money. Hearing this, Kira relaxed, leaned against the wall, and said with a leisurely smile, "So... do you trust me?"
"So, can I give you the money tomorrow?"
Ibara shook her head without hesitation. After seeing Kira's face, she nodded aggrievedly.
"I'll leave the things here for now. When I send you a text, can you mail them to me?"
Seeing the girl become more and more meek, Kira felt a sense of satisfaction, like wearing new underwear on New Year's morning. He started to walk away with a gait like an Egyptian.
Suddenly, his clothes were tugged by something. He turned his head and saw that she had grabbed the corner of his shirt. Kira was a little surprised, as he had rarely seen Ibara touch anything other than flowers and her watering can with her hands. But this time, she had actually reached out for that not-so-large sum of money...
"I trust you," she said pitifully. "You'll give me the money, right?"
At that moment, Kira felt that her small hand was several times more beautiful than the one in his pocket. He even had the urge to forcefully grab it...
The person in front of me isn't a model that can be manipulated at will, but a living, breathing girl...
"Heh, heh..." Kira shook his head to dispel this unrealistic thought and laughed dryly. "Ah, of course."
This girl is so clingy! Kira thought to himself. I'll just go to her class first thing tomorrow morning and give her the money. It'll save me the headache...