21 You think I am stupid?

Stage two (✓)

Main Objective: Head to the onbetsu bride.

Primary mission:

1. Do not let main cast get killed. (✓)

2. Do not wander more than 1 KM from any main cast. (✓)

Secondary mission:

1. Get to the bridge before the moon arise. (✓)

2. Avoid meeting any people along the way. (X)

Secret mission:

1. Master one weapon skill. (X)

2. Get one party member affection rose to another level during the stage. (x)

3. Get 50 streak kill. (✓)

4. Use one potion. (X)

Calculating result: ... ... ... C ... ... ... B ... ... ... C ... ... ...

Final result: you got a C!

Reward: 2000 gold coin, 20 SP, 1x blue berry.

Treasure box: C -> detox water, B-> ???, A-> ???, S -> ???. SS -> ???

*This stage is not repeatable.

Detox water: cure you from light poison.

Spectacle glasses (2000 G): an eye glasses that allow you to inspect an item upon seeing.

Type: Headgear

Special effect: Scan Lv.1

Grade: Common

Scan: An ability to identify item. The current level is 1, therefore the player can only inspect a common type of item.

Fujimura sighed as he overview the previous stage result at the option in the menu, he couldn't believe he got such a low scores. He had a traumatic experience regarding a low score test, it was back when he still an elementary school children, and he received a 70 score for an art test. Despite the other scores was perfect, his parent still furious at this. His father lashed his hands with a leather belt while his mother watched in the sideline. His two sibling just mind their own business.

Therefore, seeing the big red 'C' mark on the result unconsciously traveled his mind to the distant past and triggered the horrifying memory.

Moreover seeing the stage cannot be replayed certainly cast a gloomy sense inside his heart, this mean such a score will be stored forever inside his record.

Although no one else will know about this, he still uncomfortable with it.

Also regarding the glass, initially he just wanted to buy a normal mundane one, but after seeing the property of this spectacle glass, he couldn't help but got hooked by it and buy the item.

Of course many people might think he was exaggerated but whenever period of times someone's in, an ability to inspect the item from their surrounding will always be helpful.

For example: you received a drink from someone, imagine if you had this power at the time, you would know if the drink was dangerous or not. It certainly not useful against stranger but what if that person is your friend and he or she had bad intention? Or they might want to prank you?

Fujimura closed the Menu and continued cooking, the combination of meat and vegetable in the stainless pot ahead of him gave out a fragrant scent and incited the hunger inside his guts. He grabbed the silver ladle, stirring the meals inside the pot before he scooped a few with the ladle, he blew on it and took a sip to relinquish his curiosity.

Quick a flavor of chicken broth and mixed powder clutched his tongue, making him hum in satisfaction.

Despite the overflowing financial his parent possessed, but they are really to stingy about it. Instead of hiring a professional cook, or at least any competent cook. They decided to put their children in the cooking class instead, with a high payroll trainer. Only at this class that Fujimura didn't complaint or brooding since the practice was interesting enough.

But he didn't have the desire to purse it as a potential career, he just thought it as a good hobby. And the fact that he could beat his sibling in this endeavor somehow made him proud.

Fujimura opened the kitchen cupboard and found several lunch box, he thought that Shizuka's friend seemed like to make a lunch by herself, maybe the reason she could afford this kind of homestead because she is a penny-wise person.

He put the box on top the table and went to the stove again.

"Smells good, seeing you busy in the kitchen sure bring back memories..."

A familiar female voice greeted his ears, his eyes had no change in expression and his face persisted the cool appearance.

"You guys certainly took times in the bath, don't waste water too much..." Fujimura said without looking at her.

"It's fine to relax sometimes. Maybe we would never taste such a hot water again in the future..." Saeko went to the refrigerator and bent low her body to observe the stuff inside.

"Precisely because of that reason, we should-" he faced her and got his heart almost jumped from his chest, or perhaps it already did.

Within the vicinity of his eyesight, a white glistening skin enticed his bearing. A perfect small butt with curvy hips clad in skimpy underwear freely exposed for his eyes to feast. The pair of mounds looking so plump pointed at the ceiling, jiggled a bit as the master swayed it gently.

@,@?!

Fujimura's head turned dizzy as the stream of his blood collected on his head, both the top and the bottom. He stumbled into his back and smacked against the stove behind, his finger got a friendly acquaintance with the flame.

"Fuck!" he groaned and instantly raised his finger to his face, it got redden because of the passionate element.

Saeko was startled at his sudden scream, she slammed close the frig and found Fujimura's finger that had the hint of burn. Her eyes widened in shock since the change of event jumped out of nowhere.

"Fujimura, what happen? Are you fine?" she flushed toward his position and grabbed his finger in worry.

Now her whole attire that wrapped in white apron became visible for his eyes, he could see a small portion of the deep crevice on her chest and the sexy outline of her side. Her hair that usually she let loose now tied in ponytail, in result of her long neck completely being exposed.

Fujimura who usually calm now looked agitated, not that he was shy about it, it just he was caught unprepared to see her attire like this. He had seen her in bikini before and he's not turned like an idiot.

But now... he was spellbound.

"Fujimura, hey?" the sexy purple haired woman noticed his lack of reaction and turned confuse, but only for a while before she realized what zonked the blue haired man.

A blush appeared on her cheek before she badly smirked. She stretched out one finger and traced his jaw, leaned closer in the process.

"Fujimura, do I look good?" she spoke in alluring tone.

The young man nodded his head after a short time of silence.

The smile on her lips turned wider, she pasted her front to his body, the slender hand raised and encircled his neck. Her face went to his right cheek and her hot breath caressed his ear.

"Do you know... how long I have missed you?"

His sense tingled by her provocation, the warm on her body infected his temperature. Causing his heart to beat faster and certain part became hard.

"It only have been a week," he lowly said.

"But it feels like forever to me..." she opened her cream colored lips and playfully bit his ear.

"You are overreacting," he closed his eyes, trying to suppress the raging flame inside.

"Then you don't understand women," her right hand went to his back, crawled slowly to downward.

"Once the petals is blossomed, it never close again until it dies."

"I bet a lot of broke up couple and divorced people strongly disagree," his forced a sneer, but hard to cover his attraction toward the purple haired youngster.

"Yet many reunite once more, together till the grey adorned their hairs," her lips slid to his cheek, playfully caressing it, leaving a trace of wet on it.

"Saeko... we can't, there is a lot of people here, we don't want to cause any awkward situation in group," he almost lost to his desire but quickly nipped his own lips to release him from her entrapment of lust.

Saeko didn't respond toward him, she kept launching many provocation to his will, she kissed his neck, sucking and nibbling on it all together. Her hand fell on his bottom, feeling the firmness that rarely many of people on his age possessed.

"You... know," amidst of his steeled willpower regressed over the time, she spoke in a hush.

"When I was separate from the group along with Komuro-kun, after we stumbled upon that bike, we stopped at the gas station..." her natural fragrance mixed with the unique smell of a soap invaded his nose.

"Komuro don't have a money to fill the bike's gas, so he robbed the cashier, of course no one guarding it."

He startled at the younger boy initiative to do such a such an action, he thought Takashi wouldn't have the guts to commit any crime even in the situation like this.

Maybe he should reevaluate the boy.

"While I was waiting outside, a person, perhaps older several years than us, silently watching us from afar, and the moment my guard was off, he sprang out from his cover and seized me immediately.

He held me close to his embrace, grabbing my breast over my waist, he repeatedly groping me until I let out a painful moan.

Komuro unable to do anything, in the helplessness of the situation, he willingly followed the man's order to fill the bike's fuel.

I can feel his large hand, played with my asset, the stink of blood and sweat attack my nose, I feel my legs turned weak as he savored my skin with his tongue.

Then..."

Fujimura felt something rose inside him, not just the lust he felt for her, but a tremendous amount of anger and jealousy, his mind pictured the scene she was describing. He almost could see an ugly looking man feast on her pretty flower body, filling his desire to the top and unleash all of his emotion on her.

"What happen next?" his tone was cold, even Saeko shivered at this but this made her ministration became crazier instead. She practically caused a lot of bite mark on his neck and cheek.

Anyone who saw this would think the blue haired boy had been bitten, with a love bite.

"Then..." she went to his ear again, her eyes narrowed...

"He pressed me up to the fuel tank... slid down his zipper... he tore down my skirt... and..." a wet feeling touched his ear.

Before she managed to continue, a hand grasped her waist and another raised her leg, her body was slammed on the top of the dining table, and Fujimura pressed on her immediately.

Saeko was surprised at this but the woman giggled soon.

Even when a pair of crimson eyes dangerously glared at her, she not chase away that smile.

Fujimura's face hovered above her, he brought down his face and seized her lips.

The kiss was hard and intense, he sucked on every smooth fiber she had and gluttonously plunder her liquid. Saeko didn't cower at his behavior, she hugged his hips with her long legs and her fingers messed up his hair.

Their tongue soon tangled and they hummed in satisfaction of others saliva.

After a while, Fujimura left her mouth and raised his face several inches away. They chest heaved at the same time while Saeko had her eyes went blurry at the charm. The red under her eyes proved how long she had been dreamed of this moment.

"Saeko..." Fujimura at this moment sneered, showing a clear disdain on his face.

"Hm?" Saeko blinked her eyes then curled her own lips.

"Do you think I am stupid?"