I am a reincarnation player.

"Ah? My legs still hurt a little." Mai stood up reluctantly, but still went to the bedroom to change into sportswear. However, she was grabbed by the wrist after taking just two steps.

"No need to change. Uh, you have to get used to fighting in your normal attire. For example, if you encounter danger in real life, others will not wait for you to change clothes before fighting." Yuki said confidently.

There is some truth in that, but why do I feel that the purpose is not pure?

Mai looked at her shirt, skirt and black stockings and hesitated, "I have to wear safety pants."

"Are you afraid that people will stop using their legs after seeing your underwear? Please be serious. The first rule of fighting is not to restrain your hands and feet!"

"Then I will wear safety pants every day from now on." Mai snorted coldly and ran back to the bedroom.

Yuki stood in the living room for a long time, then slowly covered his face.

Well, you lose the rice even if you try to steal the chicken.

A few minutes later, Sakurajima Mai, wearing safety pants, walked out of the bedroom with a smug smile on her face, as if she had won.

"Senior, do you really need to fight with me every day?"

"Who told you to tease me every day and make me lose face?" Mai wrinkled her nose and walked to the center of the living room. "What are you going to learn today?"

Although the special training these days is tiring, I have gained a lot. With excellent physical fitness and good learning ability, I have already mastered the art of fighting.

"Just use the whip kick. Time is limited, so I will only teach you the basic moves. When your physical strength is further improved, you won't need any complicated moves." Yuki frowned, looking a little scary. With his 'extreme' physical strength, even if he only knew the turtle punch, ordinary people would not be able to withstand it.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mai was already accustomed to Yuki's "changing face". She took off her shoes and walked to the center of the living room. She watched Yuki take off his coat carefully while explaining and demonstrating.

Step forward, twist your hips, lift your knees, and kick out.

woo-

The air exploded, as if it was split by an axe blade. Even though he was a full meter away, Mai could feel the impact. What was even more powerful was the momentum of the man when he attacked.

It was like a tiger about to tear its prey into pieces, making her a little dazed, and at this moment the second kick had already arrived. When she reacted, she saw the whip kick stopping next to her neck.

There is no doubt that this kick will break his neck.

"Do you have to be so scary every time you demonstrate?" Mai took a step back and swallowed quietly.

"This is to get you used to it. Real players attack with the intention of killing people. They don't care how fancy or standard their moves are. The key is the energy."

"What's that?"

"You're so fierce. Even if you use the enhancement points to upgrade your fighting skills to the proficient level, you will not be my opponent. Games can instill knowledge, but they can't match the mentality." Yuki slowly retracted his legs and frowned and said:

"Except for a small number of players with special professions, most people have to find this ruthlessness through repeated life and death experiences."

Mai was a little unconvinced at first, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that Yuki was right. Some things could not be displayed on the player panel.

But then again, if she was as vicious as Yuki just now, would she still be Mai Sakurajima?

"Okay, just practice the moves first. I don't expect you to become a fighting master." Yuki suddenly smiled and patted the back of her hand, then corrected her carefully like a personal trainer.

"Kick your legs, relax, don't be so stiff, remember to turn your hips, and use all your athlete-level strength."

"I told you to straighten your instep. Does it hurt? It's okay. Keep practicing. I'll apply ointment to you later."

clap clap.

The sandbags made continuous crisp sounds. Yuki moved a chair and sat next to them, watching the girl repeat the kicking movements. Sweat soaked her shirt and made her hair stick to her face.

Yuki was not surprised that he could perform well in just a few hours. Simple moves like these with no basic skills could be mastered after a few days of practice, but only the reincarnation game could allow a person to instantly acquire athlete-level physical fitness.

The key is to be serious, and the biggest characteristic of these three people is seriousness.

The long legs in black stockings are already very ornamental, and now they are soaked in sweat and stick to the white legs, which is really appetizing...

Hiss, be serious, be serious.

“Okay, let’s stop here today.” Yuki clapped his hands and asked Mai to stop. The latter held her knees and gasped, and her sweat gathered into a puddle on the floor.

"How did I play?"

She glanced at the sunken sandbag and felt a sense of joy as if she had had a good harvest. Even her numb toes didn't hurt anymore. Now she could have no problem beating up a few ordinary men.

"It's okay. You can practice more when you have time. The enemy won't stand still like a sandbag. Of course, your appearance is very deceptive. If you kick me out of the blue, most people won't be able to withstand it."

Yuki commented casually, stood up, took out the ointment, and moved a stool to the side.

"Come sit over here, I'll apply medicine for you."

"No need, this bruise will heal in two days."

"We have rested for five days. The second instance may start at any time. Resting for two days is too luxurious."

Mai hesitated for a moment, and seeing Yuki's serious expression, she thought about it and nodded.

"Then turn your head away."

Yuki turned his head and heard a rustling sound. Just by listening to the sound, he had a clear picture:

The slender fingers lifted the skirt, took off the safety pants, and sat on the sofa to slowly take off the black pantyhose, just like the black tide receded, revealing the white and slender thighs...

Hiss, be serious, serious.

Yuki kept a poker face, and soon a long leg was placed on his knees. Just as he was about to turn his head, his face was supported by a palm.

"Apply your medicine and don't look around."

The voice was firm, yet trembling a little.

You little brat, are you testing me?

Of course Yuki knew that his senior could apply the medicine herself, but he had behaved well over the past few days, and the relationship between the two sides had become much closer, so he no longer cared about this kind of physical contact.

Holding the perfectly proportioned little feet in his hands, he did not have any superficial desires like eating ice cream, and his mind was always clear.

Putting aside the relationships between teammates in the reincarnation game, the most important thing between people is mutual respect. If it was simply to satisfy his desires, he would have become a harvester of elementary school students long ago.

Except for a very small number of female characters with special identities in the anime, who can escape the calculations of an adult in elementary school?

"Don't worry, I know what to do and what not to do."

Yuki nodded slightly, then unscrewed the ointment next to him and slowly applied it to the base of his white, crystal-clear toes. His expression did not change at all, and he was serious as if he was carving a piece of art.

hiss.

Mai moved her ankle slightly and began to feel a slight pain, followed by a cool feeling. She squinted her eyes comfortably, and her tense muscles relaxed. She then secretly glanced at the man's profile.

He is very serious and meticulous, completely different from his usual playful appearance, making him hard to figure out.

'According to common sense, shouldn't he have a pig-like face?'

Mai raised an eyebrow, very aware of her own charm, a little confused as to what this man was thinking, but after a little thought, she felt a surge of recognition and gratitude.

If Yuki gets beastly, she really doesn't know what to do.

Submit? It doesn't seem to be that serious. Resist? I don't know why I can't bear to do it.

As for why Yuuki was so serious about this, Mai pondered over it and finally came up with a vague answer:

Maybe it's out of respect for me?

As I relaxed, the cool feeling of my fingers rubbing across my feet became clear, and then my cheeks began to heat up, and I couldn't help but regret it quietly.

Am I testing him, or is he testing me? No, if this goes on, he will tease me to death.

The girl gritted her teeth and couldn't help but break the silence: "Where did you get this ointment? Why is it so effective?"

You live in Bengbu, right? I started to make small talk.

Yuki smiled inwardly and answered seriously, "I made it myself. I have to rub it on for fifteen minutes so that the medicine can fully penetrate."

fifteen minutes?

Mai looked up at the wall clock and quietly moved her butt.

"Uh, I forgot you were a medical student."

"To be precise, it was the Forensic Science Department, and I taught myself all the undergraduate content."

"Does the forensic doctor know how to make ointments?"

"I taught myself. After all, there's a need. I also know acupuncture and massage. I'll try them on you next time."

Mai then noticed that the boy had many scars on his back, and remembered what Yuki had told her about shooting himself in the dungeon. She probably realized that he had been very ruthless before he joined the game.

Does he really live in the same world as me?

The question lingered in his mind, his lips moved slightly, but he still didn't ask it.

He is such an unpredictable weirdo, but how should I put it, he gives people a sense of security.

She subconsciously stretched out her fingers and touched the scar on the boy's back. This time, Yuki did not make any strange noises. Instead, he tightened his muscles, and his hands became more gentle as he rubbed the ointment.

In the room, only the ticking sound of the wall clock remained. Countless thoughts flashed through the two people's minds, and the atmosphere gradually heated up like a hot summer.

After a while, the foot on Yuki's thigh twitched slightly, as if it was about to escape control, but this time, Yuki held the ankle firmly.

"You." Mai pursed her lips lightly and did not continue to exert force. Only a smile appeared on the boy's face.

He is not frivolous, but rather as serious and confident as he is in the copy. He is sharp and decisive.

Yuki entered the game state and calculated the success rate based on the atmosphere.

Click.

The door lock clicked, causing the two people who were concentrating to turn around at the same time. They saw Hayasaka Ai standing at the door, pulling a suitcase in her hand, blinking slightly confusedly.

From her perspective, the posture of the two was not only ambiguous, but could be said to have violated the student code of conduct.

The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment. After a few seconds, Hayasaka Ai, who always appeared to be a cold and cool player, was the first to blush and immediately walked out of the door.

"excuse me!"

Chapter 12: The Opportunity Has Come (Part 1)

On a hot summer day, the night breeze blew up the white gauze curtains. A few slices of leftover watermelon were placed on the plate, emitting a faint sweetness.

It’s almost there, the atmosphere is definitely there.

Yuki sat upright on the chair, touching his cheek with his fingers. A few minutes ago, he keenly felt that the atmosphere was right and the success rate of his confession was as high as 80%.

What else is there to say? Just go for it. As for failure? I'm not some young boy. Why should I worry about it?

With two lives combined, he is almost forty years old. The word "indecisive" does not exist in Yuki's dictionary. He is more like a copy guide and likes to hold the initiative in his own hands.

It was a mistake. I should have locked the door, but this stupid maid probably didn't know that.

Yuki turned his head and looked at Hayasaka Ai with a sad look, causing the latter to look up at the ceiling instantly and pretend that she saw nothing.

Although Hayasaka Ai can pretend to be a Shibuya hot girl, she is actually more innocent than Sakurajima Mai, and is often humiliated by Shinomiya Kaguya.

"Haysaka, Yuki was just helping me apply the medicine just now." Sakurajima Mai explained from the side and glared at someone fiercely.

"Yeah, that's right, it's just applying medicine, it's a common thing when practicing martial arts."

Do you think I'm blind? The atmosphere was so ambiguous when applying the medicine, and you deliberately explained it. Doesn't it make it even more impossible for me to pretend nothing happened?

Hayasaka Ai really wanted to teach these two how to avoid embarrassment, so she immediately activated her self-defense mechanism, took a deep breath, took out a headdress from her pocket and put it on her hair.

A magical scene happened. The innocent girl, who had a slightly blushing expression just now, suddenly became expressionless and returned to her poker face.

Professional, calm, and full of reason, as if even if he saw two people doing something shameful, he would pretend nothing happened, bow gently, and close the door.

"Yuuki, please put your clothes on before you explain."

"Okay okay."

Not to mention Sakurajima Mai, even Yuki didn't react in time. He quickly put on his shirt and buttoned it up while marveling at the seamless switch.

The offensive was reversed in an instant, as if I was wrong.

"Uh, Senior, why don't you go take a shower? I'll go change my clothes too. We should get back to business."

Being seen in person, Sakurajima Mai was of course embarrassed and annoyed, but she knew she had to back down and pretend nothing had happened.

"You dare to plot against me secretly. I will settle the score with you when I have the chance."

She also reacted and realized that she had fallen into a "trap". She glared at someone again and quickly went to the bathroom with a change of clothes.

In an instant, the two of them ran away without a trace, and Hayasaka Ai was the only one left in the empty living room. She looked around, put down the teacup, loosened her clasped toes, and covered her face.

Oops, I seem to be the bad guy.

She was not blind and had read many related books. Of course she knew what had happened. This interruption distracted her heavy mind and she had a strange idea.