[Character: Kitagawa Marin]
[Potential: A]
[Loyalty: 95]
[Strength: 12.0]
[Agility: 12.0]
[Endurance: 12.0]
[Skills: Elementary Makeup Art 21%, Role Playing 75%]
[Evolution Charge: 79%]
[Status: Fatigued]
Phew!
Akira took a deep breath, still not putting Kitagawa Marin into a capture ball.
Looking at her even breathing, and the cosplay clothes scattered in the dojo,
Akira checked the time and headed to the bathroom.
Although the process time in between was shortened,
Akira increased the quality of each time.
Moreover, it wasn't that Akira couldn't, but that they couldn't endure.
But thinking about it carefully—
Perception increased by 40%, plus the Hand of Greed assistance—
if it weren't for their already high data panels,
the time might have been even shorter.
From Kasumigaoka Utaha to Kitagawa, it seemed like there wasn't much difference.
But in reality, the two were completely different styles.
And the next—Saeko Busujima—was another kind.
Swish.
The bathroom door opened.
Saeko Busujima, wearing an apron, was already waiting inside.
Her long hair was damp, and the white apron had obvious water stains.
Evidently, she had just heard his footsteps and didn't have time to dry herself before putting on the apron.
The apron was white.
Now, with water on it,
it was suddenly like water seen through a screen window—
hazy.
Two lotus flowers on the water surface vaguely showed some outlines.
"You've worked hard, Akira. Please sit down first—I'll help you clean up."
Her cool voice became incredibly gentle.
Saeko Busujima was a little embarrassed, not daring to look at Akira.
"Perfect. Then I'll trouble Saeko."
Akira walked to the plastic stool and sat down. Saeko Busujima picked up the ladle and turned to scoop hot water.
Water droplets still clung to her slender figure, and the full moon, like a lotus pedestal, was now before Akira's eyes.
Because Akira came in too quickly,
Saeko Busujima hadn't had time to prepare enough hot water in the bucket.
At this moment, she bent down to scoop it directly from the bathtub.
As she bent over,
the white apron almost couldn't contain those lively grapefruits.
A subtle curve was outlined by the edge of the apron.
"Hmm~!"
The sudden occurrence made Saeko Busujima's brows furrow.
"Akira, don't rush."
"I haven't properly cleaned you yet."
"No need—let me properly wash you first."
The water-scooping ladle was now in Akira's hand.
Warm water fell on Saeko Busujima's back.
The water flowed down, extensively wetting the apron.
Akira cupped the lathered foam
and began to help her clean.
"Hmm~!"
Saeko Busujima was a little unsteady, almost falling into the bathtub.
Fortunately, Akira was quick-eyed and quick-handed.
Hmm.
Now, not only was it an apron, but it also had the effect of being wet.
Who could resist?
Akira, at least, couldn't resist.
"Akira, no."
"If that's the case…"
Although she said so, Saeko Busujima showed no intention of stopping him.
Akira still easily got what he wanted.
"Saeko, you are so beautiful."
"Akira."
Tsk.
"You're truly irresistible."
"Akira, I'm so shy—don't say it anymore."
Although Saeko Busujima could do anything for Akira, saying it out loud was a completely different feeling.
"Hehe! What's there to be shy about, Saeko."
Akira leaned down and scooped water from the bathtub.
It poured down from above.
The previously subtle sound instantly became crisp.
Under the interference of these external conditions, Saeko Busujima's blush became even more apparent.
No.
Today, Akira isn't right.
He seems to have become much more domineering.
Yes—he has become domineering.
"Ah!"
[Character: Saeko Busujima]
[Potential: S]
[Loyalty: 100]
[Strength: 43.7]
[Agility: 44.8]
[Stamina: 43.8]
[Skills: Great Accomplishment in Swordsmanship 9%, Lust for Slaughter]
[Evolution Progress: 10%]
[Status: Tired]
The water in the bathtub gently rippled.
Akira was already lying in it.
Beside him was Saeko Busujima, who was resting.
The refraction of the water did not conceal her charm.
At this moment, Akira was still being mischievous.
[Host: Akira]
[Profession: Trainer]
[Strength: 664.4]
[Agility: 646.5]
[Stamina: 615.9]
[Skills: Trainer Basic Skill LV3 (Proficiency 93%)]
...
Looking at his rapidly increasing stats, Akira felt very refreshed.
Although in the future, he would definitely be able to make these captured characters immortal and eternally youthful,
for now, Dr. Genus's biotechnology was far ahead.
Actually, if he thought about it, there were many people with Dr. Genus's abilities, but among those who could be captured as characters, there was only Psykos, who researched Monster cells.
By capturing her, he could obtain higher-level research experience on Monsters.
Under the ten-fold bonus of the Master Ball,
he would definitely gain exceptionally powerful scientific research capabilities, and perhaps then, he would be able to unravel the mystery of the Monsters' appearance—
thereby changing the entire world.
Akira got up, and Saeko Busujima next to him slightly opened her eyes.
Her lazy posture,
the beautiful curves beneath the water surface—already made one's imagination run wild.
"Akira, are you leaving?"
"Mm. There's still some time tonight—I'll go train Megumi-chan first, then head home."
Saeko Busujima checked the time; it was already half-past eight.
However, Akira's current movement speed had reached 3000 meters per second.
Commuting no longer took much time.
"Mm, Akira, you can go back with peace of mind. I'll take good care of Senpai and Marin."
Akira ruffled her long hair.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Saeko."
As the number of captured targets increased, Akira had to consider efficiency.
At this point, it would be great if there was a captured target who could manipulate time.
That way, he would no longer have to worry about spending too much time on training.
Once training began, he would make time expand.
This way, each captured target could receive more refined training improvements.
He wouldn't have to be in such a hurry either.
However, in the three top-tier power worlds currently known,
it seemed that only the S-Class Hero, Blast, who was ranked first, possessed abilities related to spacetime travel.
But Blast was a male, and not on the illustrated guide.
It's tough.
It's really tough.
However, Akira was not troubled by this matter.
With the system as a safety net, and only a little over a week having passed so far,
he still had more than ten years to slowly search.
No rush.
Completely no rush.
Thinking about all sorts of random things, Akira had already arrived near Kato Megumi's house.
Seeing the light on in Kato Megumi's room,
he took out his phone.
"Megumi-chan, what are you doing in your room?"
Kato Megumi, who was lying on her bed looking at her phone, received Akira's message and immediately sat up.
After waiting all day, this guy finally sent her a message proactively.
Kato Megumi was wearing a very normal casual pajama.
She exuded the aura of an extremely simple girl next door.
"How did you know I was in my room?"
Kato Megumi remembered that Akira knew her home.
And he also knew the orientation of her room.
Could it be—
Whoosh~!
The moonlight was not very bright.
But the streetlights were warm, and under the streetlight directly opposite her window,
Kato Megumi saw the person she had been thinking about all day.
She was very happy, unable to stop smiling.
"What are you doing coming to see me now?"
After waving, Kato Megumi lowered her head and dialed Akira's number.
"Of course, I came to see Megumi-chan."
Akira, who had just been a hundred meters away, instantly appeared in Kato Megumi's room.
His magnetic voice almost simultaneously echoed from Kato Megumi's phone and in her ear.
"Oh my—this is my house. How could you just come in without saying anything?"
Kato Megumi hung up the phone and responded to Akira's actions with a hint of petulance.
Although she also wanted Akira to come up,
Akira coming up by himself made her a little shy.
And this guy—he was a bit too eager right from the start.
"Isn't it because I missed Megumi-chan and couldn't wait to see her?"
"Besides, I know Megumi-chan would never be mad at me."
"I am mad. I am very mad right now."
Kato Megumi walked to the bed and sat down, but her smile was harder to suppress than an AK.
Just like in the clubroom—
she just needed a little time to buffer.
And Akira didn't just spend time chatting with her; he came directly here.
She was still very happy inside.
Perception Weakening quietly operated.
Kato Megumi had done her best to ensure that she and Akira would not be disturbed by her family.
Seeing this, Akira sat down next to Kato Megumi.
"Megumi-chan, I saw it."
"Your smile."
Kato Megumi deliberately put on a stern face, but after she had a physical connection with Akira, it was difficult for her to return to that indifferent state.
At this moment, she tried hard to hold it in, but she looked a bit like she was barely suppressing a laugh.
Akira saw her expression, which was so obviously feigned, and couldn't help but laugh either.
He suddenly pulled her into his arms.
"Mmm."
Kato Megumi felt a moment of dizziness, and her breathing became a little difficult.
Her chest rose and fell continuously.
And on her curves, which didn't look particularly explosive on the surface, Akira was still dancing tirelessly.
"Akira, this is my room—it's my house."
Kato Megumi looked into Akira's eyes, her voice soft and sweet, just like her body at this moment.
"So we need to be quiet and not be discovered by Megumi-chan's family."
Akira had actually already activated Perception Manipulation.
At this moment, no living beings within a thousand-meter radius could perceive Akira's presence.
And he also noticed that Kato Megumi's Perception Weakening had already been deployed.
At this moment, his actions became even bolder.
Up and down.
Left and right.
BABA.
Hahaha—with this kind of operation, Akira can now complete it directly with a joystick.
"Mmm."
"Akira, you guy…"
Although her words carried a hint of coquettishness, Kato Megumi's hand moved downward.
"Hahaha, Megumi-chan, you're not bad."
"It's all because of Akira."
Kato Megumi's face was flushed.
This was her first time.
She was a bit reserved, not knowing what to do.
But with Akira, the veteran Trainer, leading the way, Kato Megumi quickly became proficient.
However, during this time, she was unable to concentrate.
"Akira! You…"
The buttons of her pajamas were already undone.
The elastic waistband of her pants had slipped to her knees.
At that three-way intersection, a red warning light flashed, indicating that the intersection was currently closed to traffic.
Abnormal high temperatures gathered in the center of the three-way intersection.
There, a temporary traffic light was placed.
The white clouds in the sky slowly turned dark, and the wind howled.
In a flash, the rain began to fall.
The three-way intersection was low-lying, and the rainwater quickly gathered, overflowing the curb.
"Mmm."
Kato Megumi frowned.
Does this guy really have to be like this?
It was the same in the clubroom.
The pure white was stained with colors that didn't belong to it.
Akira also smiled. "Megumi-chan, you are so beautiful."
Kato Megumi's face instantly turned red down to her neck.
"Akira, what are you saying… Mmm."
Before she could finish her sentence, the localized high temperature shifted.
Pfft.
"Mmm, Akira."
Akira used his nearly Level 4 Trainer Basic Skill.
In an instant, the training bar soared rapidly.
[Character: Kato Megumi]
[Potential: A]
[Loyalty: 95]
[Strength: 7.8]
[Agility: 7.8]
[Stamina: 8.0]
[Skill: Perception Weakening LV1 (Proficiency 10%)]
[Evolution Charge: 65%]
[Status: Exhausted]
"Akira."
Kato Megumi, lying on the bed, hugged her pillow, a smile on her lips, uttering heartwarming sleep talk.
Even in her dreams, she was with him?
How cute.
He smoothed Kato Megumi's hair.
The system prompt also sounded in his ear.
"Congratulations, host, your Trainer Basic Skill has reached Level LV4 and unlocked the skill, 'Jittering Spear Art.'"
[Jittering Spear Art: The Trainer can control specific muscles to more efficiently train characters during training.
Seeing this explanation,
Akira was somewhat speechless.
But he could roughly understand when this so-called "Jitter Spear Art" would be activated.
Tsk.
A perverted system—it's making even him perverted.
He really hoped next time he'd instantly understand advanced calculus.
Kato Megumi was already sound asleep.
There wasn't much time left.
Akira didn't wake her up to go back to sleep.
Instead, he quietly looked at the buildings outside the window.
He used Instant Strike to leave the room.
In Akira's room,
Yuki Suou was curled up in a ball,
breathing in the scent Akira had left behind.
It's already this late—why isn't Brother back yet?
Could it be that the old man kept Brother?
It's possible—after all, the old man called today.
He solemnly told her and Mother that from now on, Brother would be the head of the Suou Family.
He had now retired to the second line, but was currently helping Brother handle some affairs.
So, Brother passed the test?
Yuki Suou was very confused, but since the other person was her beloved Brother, she didn't delve into the details of this matter.
Now, Brother had become the head of the Suou Family.
Next, it would be their marriage.
Brother loved her so much, he would definitely bring it up.
Moreover, she was no longer what she used to be; even if she didn't interfere with the Suou Family's affairs, she could still ensure Brother's safety.
Hoo!
Just thinking about Akira revitalizing the Suou Family under her protection,
a proud expression appeared on Yuki Suou's face.
Click.
The door made a slight sound.
Yuki Suou instantly moved from the bed to under the bed.
Because there was no sound from the main door,
she knew very well that Brother hadn't returned.
If the person who came wasn't Brother, then there was only one other person.
Yumi Suou looked into the room by the dim moonlight.
She found that Yuki Suou was not on the bed.
Although she really wanted to go to Yuki Suou's room again to confirm if she was completely asleep,
seeing Akira's changed clothes lying by the bed,
her feet uncontrollably moved into the room.
Click. The door gently closed.
Yumi Suou tiptoed to the laundry basket, picked up Akira's clothes, and brought them to her nose.
"Mm, it's Akira's scent."
As she murmured softly, her mind was already replaying the absurd things she and Akira had done in this room.
Yumi Suou glanced at the quartz clock on the bedside table and lay down on Akira's bed.
"Mmm~ Akira."
"There."
Yuki Suou, under the bed, widened her eyes.
This!
It's understandable.
After all, Mother was at this age.
And Brother was so amazing.
She just didn't know when Mother would leave.
Tsk.
Hearing this, even she… If she had known, she wouldn't have hidden.
Just as she was thinking about these random things, the sound of the main door opening drifted into both their ears from afar…