At this moment, the plump middle-aged man standing at the porch door was about to burst into tears. Pain, unwillingness, anger—countless emotions surged and burned in his chest.
The whole man was on the verge of madness. His eyes were bloodshot, his face ferocious like a demon.
He was on the brink of collapse.
'These two—these two dogs! Dog and bitch!'
'And Chi-chan—on the surface she looks pure and serious, but in front of other men, she's begging and wagging her tail like that? This shameless woman!'
"Bastard!!! I'll kill you——!!!!!!"
Mu Xiaoxiao watched him calmly. He pulled Chisato aside, then stepped forward without dodging or avoiding—and kicked him square in the stomach.
Boom—!
"Cough, cough! Cough, cough—vomit, vomit..."
The red-faced fat pig lay on the ground, retching continuously. The flames in his eyes hadn't disappeared. Mu Xiaoxiao straightened his collar and smoothed his clothes and trousers—like an elegant gentleman.
It was hard to imagine this "gentleman" had just made a girl squat down to serve him, creating such an obscene picture.
He approached the ugly bastard, looking down on him condescendingly. The same gentle expression on his face. His movements unhurried—he kicked violently again.
Boom!!!
Like a classy thug in a suit.
His 18-point [Physique] attribute brought him not only greatly improved energy, but an all-around enhanced physique. From this perspective, attributes were much better than [Meditation] .
Fortunately.
This was also why Mu Xiaoxiao remained calm even when he had no attribute advantage and couldn't use [Absolute Control] .
With a strong physique, the muscle lines of his body were vaguely visible. Chisato could attest to this. Mu-kun's body had made her a little excited just moments ago.
The scene of him violently beating this man spoke for itself.
After kicking him several times, Mu Xiaoxiao stepped on him. "Don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for coveting my things. Consider this a reminder—there are many people in this world you can't provoke."
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't intend to let him off easily. Not just psychological blows—physical ones too!
"You—what are you going to do?!" The man curled up at the door in horror, face full of fear. A bad premonition struck. "What do you want to do?! I warn you—"
Crack—
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH——!!!"
His body curled into a shrimp. His eyeballs bulged, nearly falling out. A heart-piercing, miserable scream—more terrifying than a pig being slaughtered.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't waste words. This kick landed precisely on his crotch.
"GA—————————————!!!!!!"
Pain! Incomparable pain made him want to pass out immediately. The man's nose ran, tears streamed—he wailed. Thinking of his ruined lifeline, countless despair crashed into his mind.
Finally, under the double blow, he lost consciousness.
This brutal scene made Chisato turn away, not daring to look. It wasn't until Mu Xiaoxiao threw him out and watched the boy return that she clutched her chest with a strange expression.
'It should be over.'
"What's wrong? Can't bear it?" Mu Xiaoxiao tilted his head and smiled.
Chisato shook her head. "I hate that man..."
She meant it. She was full of disgust for that uncle with his lecherous face and idiocy. How could she not bear it? She was just worried. "Mu-kun, will this cause trouble for you? If my parents find out..."
"Don't worry. That guy won't dare speak up. Even after suffering that blow, he wouldn't admit he tried something with you, would he?"
Right.
'If he dared to accuse, I'd tell my mother what happened today too.'
'Speaking of which... Mu-kun treated me as badly as my uncle did. But why don't I feel that same disgust toward him now?' Chisato looked softly at the boy. She bit her lip and reached toward his pants.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing she meant to continue, Mu Xiaoxiao spoke.
"You—" 'What's he pretending for? Doesn't he know what I'm doing?' Chisato grew annoyed. "You just now... you didn't finish. So—I—I'll help you..."
'This—this is the first time I've taken the initiative.' Chisato whispered shyly.
"Precious bullets shouldn't be wasted there." Mu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes, looking at the girl before him with a half-smile. "Chi-chan, you used to be so resistant. Now you're so active. You're getting better and better."
"What—I'm not!" She blushed and glared at Mu Xiaoxiao coquettishly. "You're the pervert—making me do that in front of other people..."
That thing he'd asked her to do—Chisato felt very ashamed, somewhat resentful.
"You were humiliating me."
"It was to provoke him. Besides, I didn't let him see your exposed skin. I'm careful about that." Mu Xiaoxiao shrugged. "Of course, my woman can't be taken advantage of by others. But that's fine."
'No—why am I explaining so much to a tool?'
Mu Xiaoxiao twitched his cheeks and quickly changed the subject. With a smirk, he said, "I'm not small, am I? I like going to the bathroom with others and thrusting inside them."
"..."
'Pervert!'
The girl's burning face shot him a resentful glare. But her heart felt warm. She murmured softly, "I thought you were going to do it with me in front of him... I was so scared back then."
She'd been a little scared. Panicked.
"Do you really think I'm that kind of pervert?" Mu Xiaoxiao kneaded her elastic buttocks angrily. "Okay. Don't worry about that guy. If you're fine here, I'll—"
"Wait." Chisato parted her pink lips and grabbed the corner of Mu Xiaoxiao's clothes. Seeing the boy seemed about to leave, she grew inexplicably anxious and stopped him. "Well... you—don't leave yet. You can stay and sit for a while."
"You want me to stay?"
"Anyway, no one's home. Mom's away on business." She explained falteringly, but didn't let go of his clothes. Both inside and outside her words implied she hoped he'd stay.
"It's fine to stay. But I might not leave tonight. Aren't you afraid?" Mu Xiaoxiao licked his lips, pretending he was planning a big session tonight.
Chisato's legs tightened. "If you leave, I'll be alone at home. I'm a little scared..."
After she finished speaking, her body grew hot. The meaning of this sentence was that she wasn't afraid of him, but afraid of being alone. Seeing the girl who'd been forced by him back then show such a shy expression—
Mu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows twitched. He wanted to ask if she liked him, but the words felt out of character. He kept his mouth shut. "Okay. Since you've said that, of course I won't refuse."
"Also—you're in charge of dinner."
The cute, beautiful girl nodded quickly. "Yeah! I have ingredients at home. I can cook."
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At night, though only two people occupied the empty house, the atmosphere wasn't cold. Chisato busied herself in the kitchen wearing an apron, occasionally glancing back at the boy in the living room.
Today was different from the past. Chisato, who used to feel fearful staying with him, now felt completely different. Besides security, there was also a touch of warmth.
Reaching out to touch her hot face, Chisato looked at the clear soup simmering in the pot and murmured, "Did I... fall in love with him?"
She seemed to realize her mood had drastically changed now.
And her thoughts—toward him.