Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

Shirasaka was very satisfied with the result. It meant that as long as he kept upgrading and his measurements improved, he still had the potential to become a numerical monster. Wasn't that a promising future?

Putting the kitchen knife back into his backpack, Shirasaka wiped the blood from the wound on the back of his hand that had begun to heal, then hummed the song of the Flower of Hope and walked towards the exit of the park.

What I need to consider next is how to continue looking for monsters to upgrade. I can also talk to Kagami Ichinose about practicing combat skills. Given my current relationship with her, it shouldn't be a problem to ask her to find me a master or something.

While thinking about his next plan, Shirasaka walked towards a yakitori restaurant next to the park. He had not forgotten what he had promised Chiya Asano. After all, he had made a lot of money. If he was stingy and treated her to a discounted bento from a convenience store, it would seem that he was too stingy.

The money that should be spent still has to be spent. Shirasaka has never wanted to treat himself badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. The hard life he had in the past was simply because he had no money.

Now that he has finally become financially well-off and has ways to continue to get richer in the future, Shirasaka will naturally not treat himself badly.

After packing up a bunch of grilled skewers and other staple foods in large and small bags, enough to feed an elephant, Shirasaka walked towards his home.

It's not that he started squandering his money lavishly just because he became rich overnight. He made this decision after witnessing Asano Chiya's horrific appetite.

Even though there are so many of these things, Shirasaka has to wonder whether they can feed the pig in the upstairs disguised as a beautiful girl.

I really don't know how this girl is going to survive in the future. She is greedy and lazy, addicted to games and comics. Apart from her beautiful girl appearance, she is just a complete waste.

After secretly teasing Chiya Asano in his heart, Shirasaka quickly returned to the door of his apartment. At this moment, the perception improvement brought by the three points of intelligence made it easy for him to notice the black figure hidden in the shadows at the entrance of the apartment.

Oh no, what the hell is this? Are they talking about ninjas, monsters, or aliens?

Chapter 38: Strange Girl

Shirasaka was certain that the female figure squatting at the door of the apartment, with most of her body hidden in the darkness, was definitely not someone he had known.

Although Ichinose Kagaki has a criminal record, she is obviously taller and not so thin. As for Asano Chiya, it goes without saying that her identity can be identified at a glance by looking at the thinness of the front armor on her chest.

Apart from that, Shirasaka didn't think he had ever had any contact with any other women. As for Wu Lu Yu Yi, it didn't look like Pi Gu either, and in the end, there was only Jiu Chong Mo Zi left. Shirasaka didn't think that she, who had to rely on a wheelchair to travel, could run here and squat with him on her own.

Excluding these, Shirasaka couldn't remember any other girl he had interacted with no matter how hard he tried.

But judging from the fact that her gaze remained on him the entire time, which he couldn't ignore even though she was hiding in the darkness, Shirasaka definitely wouldn't believe that she wasn't looking for him.

Having made the worst guess, Shirasaka subconsciously put the kitchen knife in his backpack into the first compartment, and at the same time prepared to release the sleeping state.

But when Shirasaka came closer and could clearly see the appearance of the person in the darkness with the help of the moonlight shining from the sky, the other party still did not react, but just kept his eyes fixed on Shirasaka, as if he wanted to engrave him in his mind.

"Hello?"

As they got closer, Shirasaka finally confirmed that the short-haired figure in front of him, wearing a somewhat dirty Kamijuma Academy uniform and with various wounds and bandages all over his hands and feet, was probably a human.

Although Ichinose Kagami also said that monsters do not necessarily have to move in the dark, and they may still come to the human world to find food and do evil, but judging from the skinny figure in front of him with dirty long hair that looks like it has not been washed for a long time covering half of her face and her weak breathing, even if she is a monster, she is the kind that is so weak that can be killed by a punch from an ordinary person.

But considering that she was carrying a similarly tattered schoolbag in her hand, and that she was wearing the same uniform that appeared on Kagami Ichinose, she should be a living person.

"Excuse me, what happened? How can I help you?"

Keeping a safe distance from the other party, Shirasaka, who had experienced a sudden attack before, still had some psychological trauma from the knife attack that happened not long ago.

After carefully confirming that he had no impression of the girl in front of him, Shirasaka continued to speak, trying to get any clues from her communication.

Judging from the appearance of the uniform, he should be a student from the same school as himself, but the people he had interacted with in school could be counted on one hand. He was 100% sure that the person in front of him was definitely not among these people.

Secondly, judging from the clothes and wounds on her body, these should be the signs of being beaten and abused. Shirasaka would not participate in such a thing. Under normal circumstances, he would avoid beating women.

If it's none of those, could it be that it's some legendary school ghost or evil spirit that's targeting me because of a curse?

Looking at her like this, she fits the setting of female ghosts in Japanese horror movies, except that she has breathing and shadows, which makes it a little lacking.

"..."

Facing Shirasaka who was full of doubts, the girl hiding in the darkness still looked at him silently, but raised her head slightly, as if she wanted to see Shirasaka's face more clearly.

And it was because of her action that Shirasaka was able to see her face clearly hidden under her messy long hair through the moonlight.

On the side not covered by the long hair, one could vaguely make out the outline of a girl of about the same age as herself, but the wounds and swelling from the beating made it impossible to see her specific appearance clearly.

As for the other half of the face hidden under the long hair, Shirasaka didn't know how to describe it.

The abnormal red scars that were obviously caused by burns covered half of her face. The skin of a girl of this age was completely replaced by hideous burn scars. The blood vessels and the flesh that had healed after the burns formed lines like earthworms and piled up on top. Just one look at it was enough to give the child nightmares all night.

For a moment, Shirasaka almost took out a kitchen knife and chopped it up. After all, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like an evil ghost coming to take his life. Standing there in the middle of the night, wasn't it definitely trying to scare people?

But his reason still allowed him to judge that the girl in front of him was a human being and not a ghost. After all, when he was closer, he could see clearly the pale color on the normal half of the girl's face, which was caused by hunger. And as everyone knows, ghosts don't get hungry.

Shirasaka had seen what real hungry ghosts looked like before.

The girl seemed to have noticed Shirasaka's surprise at her appearance, and she subconsciously stepped back a few steps, shrinking herself into the corner. Then, like a timid mouse, she continued to look at Shirasaka with a complicated look.

"No, if you have something to say, why don't you just speak up? Are you playing the silent game of cold violence? Just looking at me won't solve the problem, right?"

When Shirasaka saw her action, he became even more certain that she was a human being and was coming for him. However, he couldn't figure out how he had offended her to make her care about him so much.

With the idea of laying everything out in the open, Shirasaka once again asked her why she was here.

It's a pity that in return, all he got was the girl's completely unmoved look and the movement of curling up her body.

"No, sister, can you please say something? Just consider it your treat."

Faced with this harmless eye attack, Shirasaka was completely speechless. He now thought that even if this girl was really a monster or an evil spirit, at least he could find a reason to beat her up. But if she just looked at him like that, he couldn't pull out a knife for this reason, right?

Shirasaka believes that he has not evolved to the point where he doesn't eat beef.

Helplessly, he took out a few complimentary rice balls from the pile of skewers in his hand and placed them in front of the girl. Shirasaka could only hope that she would be attracted by this thing like the hungry ghosts that Ichinose Kagami mentioned.

What surprised Shirasaka was that just when he thought his action would not work, the girl who had been looking at him with a very subtle look that was faintly hostile and confused was obviously stunned when she saw the rice ball he handed to her.

Then, as if he had finally understood what Shirasaka said, he took the rice balls after hesitating for a moment, then stood up and ran out of the apartment.

Looking at the girl who, even while holding the rice ball and stuffing it into her mouth in a clumsy manner, did not forget to look back at him, as if telling him with her eyes that she would definitely come back, Shirasaka could only cover his forehead with his hands, feeling that his head was already full of question marks, more mysterious than the secret method.

So he's here to beg for food from me. What's the difference between him and the pig upstairs?

What is going on? No one explained it to him?

Chapter 39: The lower head is always after drinking

After this somewhat confusing episode, Shirasaka could only climb up to the third floor with a question mark on his head and knock on the door of Asano Chiya's house.

"Open the door, the takeaway is here."

Before Shirasaka could finish his words, the door was quickly opened and a nimble figure like a kitten rushed out, heading straight for the skewers and food in his hands.

After grabbing the restless little head of this guy with one hand and stopping her from snatching the food from her hand, Shirasaka narrowed her eyes, wishing she could kick the pig in front of her who was pretending to be a beautiful girl.

This is the reincarnation of a starving ghost, right? I was attacked by a hungry ghost before, and that thing moved at about the same speed.

"Please be kind, Mr. Shirasaka. The child is almost fainting from hunger. How about we eat first and then play games?"

Asano Chiye, whose little face was crumpled into a ball by Shirasaka's hands, didn't show any sign of anger. Instead, she just sniffed. When she smelled the aroma of barbecue, her eyes almost emitted green light, and her tone couldn't help but carry a bit of flattery.

"I just don't understand. Before you knew me, what did you rely on to survive? To be more precise, how did you live to this age?"

Shirasaka rolled his eyes at her, and then, as if trying to stop a kitten from trying to snatch food, he pressed against her little face and came to the only small table in her house. Only then did he put down the food in his hand and released the palm that was pressing on her face.

I have to say, it feels as elastic and smooth as jelly. If she offered a paid facial massage service, Shirasaka might really try it.

Twisting his fingers with a feeling of lingering desire, Shirasaka glanced at Chiya Asano, who had no dining etiquette at all and was squatting next to him, grunting and chewing on the skewers, and quickly gave up the idea.

Once I teach her something like this, who knows if she will really take it seriously.

"Where's the drink you promised? You're not trying to trick me, are you? If you dare bring me a glass of plain water, you'll never get anything to eat from me again."

Sitting opposite Chiya Asano, only when in front of this guy, Shirasaka felt a sense of ease as if he was with his own cats and dogs. There was no need for any extra disguise, he could just express what he wanted to say directly.

"Hey, who do you take me for?"

Asano Chiya paused in chewing the skewers, then retorted to Shirasaka with a lack of confidence, and the speed of her chewing slowed down noticeably.

Shirasaka was 100% sure that this girl was planning to ignore the matter if she didn't ask her.

But now that Shirasaka had pointed it out, Asano Chiya had no choice but to get up from the table and walk reluctantly to the small refrigerator she had placed in the corner of the room.

"This is good stuff. I can't bear to drink it myself. I just want to treat you. Otherwise, I wouldn't give it out."

As she spoke, Chiya Asano took out a bottle half her height from inside and walked in front of Shirasaka as if presenting a treasure.

"Don't tell me this is wine. Are you an adult?"

Shirasaka didn't even need to look closely. Just by glancing at the bottle, she knew what the so-called good stuff was. Now, this pig was not only a glutton but also an alcoholic. It was probably completely hopeless.

"What are you saying? I've lived for 18 epochs, okay? How can I be considered a minor?"

Asano Chiye put her hands on her waist in defiance, which highlighted her majestic breasts, and she also looked angrily at the young man in front of her who questioned her.

"Yes, yes, you're the only one who's lived long enough, old man. So is there a possibility that I'm not an adult yet?"

Shirasaka glanced at this girl who lied without even thinking. He seriously doubted whether she knew how many years an era was. How could she be drunk before even drinking?

As for his age, Shirasaka was not joking. At least, only seventeen years had passed since he traveled to this world. At most, he would have to endure another two months before he could be officially considered an adult.

Shirasaka had only seen the rule that minors were not allowed to drink alcohol abroad, but since he himself was not a fan of it, he naturally didn't care about such things.

"Oh, that's a shame. Look, it's not that I don't want to share with you, it's that you can't enjoy this blessing."

Asano Chiye blinked her eyes with a gloating look, but didn't care about it. She happily poured herself a full glass and began to feast on the fragrant drink.

And Shirasaka naturally smelled the sweet and milky aroma of wine emanating from her wine glass. At least from the aroma, she was not lying. The wine she hid away as a treasure did not seem like the cheap stuff that was always on sale in convenience stores.

But no matter how fragrant the wine is, it is still wine. Shirasaka didn't want to have any bad relationship with the living pig in front of him after drinking. After shaking his head decisively, he stood up and poured himself a glass of ice water.

But when he stood up to get a glass of water and Shirasaka returned to his seat, Asano Chiya, who had just been enjoying the meal, had her cheeks stained with an alluring pink, and her eyes became blurred as she lay on the table.

Her already plump breasts were pressed into the shape of meat buns because of her lying posture. As long as Shirasaka sat down, she could easily see through the loose pajamas she was wearing and see the secret hidden in them.

"So you're so drunk after just one glass, then why are you drinking so enthusiastically?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, but Shirasaka did not indulge in the view of this guy's chest. Instead, he covered his face helplessly and leaned next to her, snatched the bottle of wine from her hand and put it aside.

Shirasaka once again began to question how Asano Chiya had grown to this point, and could only gently reach out and tap the smooth forehead of the half-drunk girl.

This is because she met a gentleman like him who still has some conscience. Otherwise, if it was any other hot-blooded young man, it would be strange if he didn't take advantage of her.

"I'm not drunk. I just made my own milk wine. How could anyone get drunk?"

With an abnormal blush on her face, the rest of Chiya Asano's body was almost soft as mud, but her mouth was still hard.

Unconsciously, she leaned next to Shirasaka, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, and her little head rested on his shoulder. The mixed scent of milk and wine surrounded his nose, challenging the limits of the boy's rationality.

"We're going to play a game later. Whoever loses has to treat everyone to a meal for the next week."

"Then I'll give you the broken controller and I'll use the good one, hehe."

A soft and gentle voice rang in Shirasaka's ears, but the content of what was said suddenly made him sober up.

He kicked the girl, who was still loudly telling her conspiracy, back onto her bed. Shirasaka rolled her eyes and the ambiguous atmosphere from before was gone.

He almost fell for this thing just now. It turned out that his willpower was not strong enough...

Chapter 40: Who is the best fighter in Kamihama?

Another peaceful day passed, and Shirasaka still came to school in confusion.

It’s not that he’s having a headache because of what happened to Chiya Asano last night. Shirasaka has already formed a fixed impression of her. To sum it up, just don’t treat her as a human being.

But the girl he met on the way home still shrouded Shirasaka's consciousness like a cloud of doubt, making him feel curious about her all the time.

People are always interested in the unknown, and Shirasaka is certainly no exception.

Fortunately, she did not leave no clues at all. At least Shirasaka could infer from the clothes she was wearing that she should be a student from the same school as him.

Based on this point, it would not be difficult to track down the case.

Given her very distinctive appearance, it shouldn't be particularly difficult to determine her identity.

So, after finishing the morning classes, Shirasaka decisively stood up and walked towards the grove behind the school. Yesterday, he had already exchanged Line contact information with Kagami Ichinose. Now, if he wanted to see her again, he didn't need to be a conspicuous person in the tea ceremony club.

Shirasaka, munching on a rice ball bought from the school convenience store, didn't wait long on the bench in the woods before he saw the figure of the "three-no" girl with her waist-length hair and her purple ponytail loose.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ichinose-san. Did you get what I wanted?"

Shirasaka moved to the side of the bench to make some space for Kagami Ichinose and looked at her expectantly. In the morning, he had asked her to help find the girl who was covered in wounds and had obvious burns on her face. Considering Kagami Ichinose's reputation in the school, it seemed that there should be a result.

Ichinose Kagami didn't bother to be polite with Shirasaka. He sat down next to Shirasaka and nodded before handing over a stack of files filled with relevant information.

Shirasaka looked at the densely packed file that even revealed the person's interpersonal relationships, blood type, and physical health status, and sighed silently in his heart, "As expected of a member of the Anti-Demon Ninja, he takes such things so seriously?"

"Is there something wrong with this person?"

Ichinose Kagami, who had become mute again after handing the information to Shirasaka, looked at his frown which was caused by flipping through the documents, and asked him about something that had nothing to do with her.