Squelch!
Squelch!
Squelch!
Inside a dimly lit room with only the computer screen serving as the source of light, Kuroki Tomoko can be seen laying on the bed, wearing nothing but her own skin.
Sweat clung to her skinny body, lustful eyes staring at the photo in her phone and her bed sheets damp in her sweat and bodily fluids.
She has been pleasuring herself for the past few hours and she already came five times.
Simply because of the picture on her phone.
A photo of Kenshin taking a bath that she secretly took a few days ago.
'T-This is much better than the ero-visual novels I've been playing. I can't stop!' She bit her lip and proceeded to complain with bitterment in her heart.
'Just why is he so hard to 'conquer'!?' She was referring to the erotic games that she has been playing for the past year, a bunch of dating simulators that tests one's might to conquer a bunch of men.
In there, she was a goddess, all men will kneel before her and heed her desires but in real life? With her brother? She can't even hold a candle against him and that what makes him so desirable to her.
It's like when she saw her favourite chocolate during shopping but because she lacked height, she's unable to reach for it.
'Ahhh~ Why can't he just be like the guys in the dating simulators!' With one last complain in her heart, she suddenly shivered.
Something deep inside her was breaching through her countless defenses and before she knew it, she unconsciously raised her legs and curled her toes.
"I'm cumming!!!" She unconsciously yelled, her fingers spinning back and forth furiously before slumping onto the bed, losing almost all of her strength.
"Hah~ Hah~ I came again~." She muttered to herself.
She knows that what she's doing is practically forbidden, something that is taboo but for some reason, she couldn't help but get even more excited just by the thoughts of it.
She shivered again and she thought to herself.
'I want to finger myself again…'
***
"He loves me….He loves me not….He loves me…He loves me not…He loves me…." Inside a room, Sawako was plucking the petals of a flower that she got from her mother's garden.
When she was finished, she finished at 'He loves me' which made her squeal.
Honestly, she's not even sure why she was plucking the petals but she had watched it from somewhere, saying it's some sort of low-level fate reading or something.
Laying on the bed, she kept the petalless flower close to her chest.
'I wonder what happened inside there….' She muttered to herself before closing her eyes, drifting into sleep.
Unbeknownst to her, her door was slightly open, leaving a small gap for two eyes to peek inside.
"I think our daughter is in love, honey~" Wiping off the tears from his face, Sawako's father, Kuronuma Kitao, cried on his wife's shoulders, as if a great burden was finally lifted from his shoulders.
"I know, honey. I know…." Kuronuma Youko, Sawako's mother, consoled him, however a few minutes later, she broke the silent atmosphere.
"Honey?"
"Hmm?"
"Why is your hand creeping up down there, hmm?" With an annoyed smile on her face, Youko looked at her husband menacingly despite smiling.
"A-Ahh~ Must've been the wind. It pushed my hand there.…"
***
"Kuroki Kenshin. Kuroki Kenshin. Kuroki Kenshin…." Lounging on the chair, Satoru Gojo sipped on his daily coffee, all while reading the contents of the folder he's holding.
A file collected about a boy named Kuroki Kenshin, whom Fushiguro has kept encountering at odd situations during his stay at Shinjuku.
So far, his life started normal until he won that lottery.
A weird one at that.
First of all, how could a child of 15 years of age managed to win lottery, not to mention, collect his winnings without any guardian's consent.
Then proceeded to be allowed to gamble in casinos which is definitely not allowed.
And finally, lost it all and fell into deep debt.
As if the surprises wasn't enough. Kenshin was also involved in a possible cursed spirit situation but according to the boy himself, he didn't encounter one.
But evidences says otherwise. There was the two thugs who were not only unconscious but also lost their memories in that alley.
There's also that girl in the camera but so far, they don't have any information about her yet.
"Hmm. A mysterious boy. Just what I like…." Satoru muttered to himself while leaning back on the chair he was sitting on.
"Well, how about I let the experts handle this investigation. Nanami should be good enough." With that being said, he dropped the folder to a table and stretched.
"Or…I could do it instead. The man is exhausted enough from the countless investigations. I kind of feel bad for him…." A few seconds later, he burst out laughing.
"Well, he's built for these kinds of things anyway. I'll let him do the job."
***
"Kuroki Kenshin…." Taking a puff from his cigar, Sakamoto stared outside the window, the events of his last encounter with the boy repeating in his mind.
'How could he get the attention of those people?' As part of the Order, of course he knows some things that normal people shouldn't know about such as the existence of evil spirits and the Sorcerers that are tasked with eliminating them.
The Jujutsu Society, of course holds more power than the Order, even the Government itself would sometimes have to bow their head when meeting their mysterious so-called strongest sorcerer, Satoru Gojo.
And now, the simple boy drowned in debt is suddenly connected to the said society. Not to mention how the hell did a boy no less than an adult managed to rack up enough debt up to millions of yen.
Things simply doesn't add up.
It's like there's a single missing piece that if revealed, could've solve an entire case.
Good thing investigating is part of his training or else he might've been blind about this.
But for now, he needs some rest. His current boss has already given him the card to have a short vacation in Shinjuku and he would not waste it.
***
"I wonder when will I meet him again.…" Alya muttered to herself, scrolling on her phone while laying down on the bed.
This is one of her rare precious time of being alone. Unlike before, she always used to use all of her entire time in doing something productive such as studying, doing homework, and even writing novels that she never published.
So being in her phone like this is extremely rare, with the chance of it happening is if she caught a cold.
And now, her mind is filled with the magician that she encountered. His serious demeanor, mysterious aura and model-like appearance.
He looks like someone that came out of a fantasy novels. Those people who belonged in a fantasy world and then suddenly found themselves in the modern world like Japan.
'Now that I think about it. His situation is so similar to those protagonists. Could it be!?' Alta jumped off of her bed and she gasped in surprise.
'Is he the protagonist of some novel? I-If he is then….I would be the….'
'Heroine? Right?'
***
As his presence already affects several people across Japan, the main character of their thoughts can be seen finishing his morning workout.
[Strength +1]
[Magic +3]
[Agility +1]
[Durability +1]
[Constitution +1]
[Mind +1]
Wiping off the sweat from his body, Kenshin furrowed his eyebrows.
Although his morning workouts are still bearing fruit, it starts to lessen and he had to increase the intensity of his workout just to squeeze a tiny plus one from one of his stats.
'This can't go on. I need real battle. Finding Cursed Spirits are good but who knows who I might encounter during my cursed spirit hunt.' In the end, Kenshin came to one decision.
'I guess hunting those Yakuzas I'm indebted with is inevitable.' With a sigh, Kenshin checked his current status.
[Name: Alistair Abara, Kuroki Kenshin
Age: 12,690, 15
Class: Hero
Titles: Evil Slayer
Strength: 16
Magic: 20
Agility: 16
Durability: 16
Constitution: 16
Mind: 17]
"Looking good. From what I know, 30 should be the peak of the human body and beyond that is going supernatural. Once I reached the 30 threshold, I should be able to use some of my skills and abilities." He muttered to himself while wiping off his sweat.
Going to the bathroom, Kenshin took off his damp pants and placed it on top of the washing machine before entering the bathroom.
While inside, he failed to notice a small hand grabbing his piece of clothing before vanishing to nowhere.
***
After getting back to his room and putting some clothes to himself, Kenshin proceeded to leave the house.
"I'm going out!" He yelled before closing the door.
His goal for today?
Look for the assasin guy. A simple tracking spell should be good enough.
Although he's not confident in beating up the guy but if he used a moment of surprise with his magic while hiding his identity, he should be able to extract the information from him.
Raising his hand, Kenshin muttered the spell while focusing on the assasin's face in his mind.
[Trail]
Golden footsteps appeared on the ground, following a path to somewhere.
This tracking spell is not only effective as you only need to imagine the person you want to track but also because it consumes less.
Of course there are limits to it such as the person should be real, you must've touched the person and encountered them face to face.
If you use the tracking spell on someone you just saw on a video or a memory from someone then the spell won't work.
Afterward, Kenshin followed the footsteps, determined to end the hanging knife over his head.
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[Next Chapter: Ch. 15 - The Yakuzas]