Episode 4: Homeless Girls, Part 6
“Uh, what?”
“Master?”
This scene feels… wait, why are you calling me Master?
“Um, are you mistaking me for someone else?”
“There’s no mistake! You are the Master I should serve! It was divine guidance that led me to you… Oh, my Lord…”
The blonde girl clasped her hands in front of her chest in agitation, her expression one of prayer. She then brought her legs together and knelt before me with an air of utmost sanctity. Her demeanor was so holy that I wouldn’t have been surprised if a beam of divine light had descended from the heavens to greet her.
I couldn’t accept such a grand display of worship, so I quickly turned aside to avoid her kneeling.
What is this Chuunibyo girl, who speaks of gods and Masters, all about? Am I caught in some kind of honey trap? But if that were the case, the muscular brute I just “cured” by cutting him down should have been… From her reaction, it doesn’t seem like that’s the situation.
“My Lord, where will you take me next?”
Her face held such innocent purity. Where do you want me to take you? No, wait. This is bad. I’m starting to get… No.
The lingering frustration from before, combined with the sight of this pitiable, beautiful blonde girl asking me with such innocent eyes where to go, is making me think of all sorts of doujin scenarios.
No, calm down. First, I need to figure out who this beautiful blonde girl is. No, more importantly, I should treat her injuries first. I don’t need to take her to a hospital; I can treat her myself.
I reached out and gently stroked her cheek. Although she looked confused, she didn’t flinch. I can’t perform healing spells, but I can enhance the body’s self-healing abilities. The principle behind it is to use spiritual power to directly influence the opponent’s nerves, somewhat akin to suggestion or hypnosis, but far more potent. Achieving this requires a rather complex process. It took me several hundred years of mastering my spiritual power to learn it.
Under the influence of my spiritual power, the wounds at the corners of the blonde girl’s eyes and mouth began to heal at a visible rate, forming scabs. Finally, I used my hand to rub them off, revealing new skin underneath, without leaving any scars.
“My wounds… healed! As expected! You truly are my Master! Oh, it’s divine!”
My actions, however, seemed to deepen her misunderstanding. I had intended to ask her name first, but before I could, her body suddenly went limp and collapsed. I reacted quickly, catching her in my arms. The girl had already lost consciousness.
Ah, I forgot. Although I could use my spiritual power to enhance her self-healing, it still consumed her own energy. She looked very weak to begin with, and expending energy to heal her wounds would naturally lead to fainting. This was my oversight. I haven’t treated an ordinary person in so long that I’d forgotten such things. After all, not everyone is an ultimate being like me, capable of drifting through space after a supernova.
With no other choice, I slung the blonde girl over my shoulder, supporting both her legs, and let the unconscious girl lean against my back. Feeling the two mounds against my back, I had to hold her legs tightly to prevent her from falling. Come to think of it, she’s not wearing any underwear right now, is she… Stop thinking, stop thinking.
Have I been getting a bit too perverted lately? Is it because there are suddenly so many young girls around me, making my mind uncontrollably excited? I need to control myself. Only by controlling one’s desires can one be considered human. To let bestial nature break free from its chains and extinguish humanity would ultimately lead to becoming a mere beast. Don’t I know this better than anyone? My Sanity meter didn’t even drop when encountering Outer Gods, but rather, in the endless chaos, it was worn away by time… Time truly is the most powerful invisible killer.
I’m just saving her, so I might as well see it through to the end. She also seems to be homeless.
As I carried the beautiful blonde girl back near my home, I noticed that the thugs and killers I had dealt with earlier had all disappeared. Their associates must have taken them away. Quite efficient. Of course, I wasn’t worried about anything happening at home. With Yi here, there’s no need to worry; it’s the safest place in the world.
Upon returning home, I found that the dirt by the entrance had been cleaned up, and Lianbing was wringing out a rag. It seems the Young Miss is not only not delicate but also very virtuous. It’s truly impressive.
Lianbing noticed my return and sighed when she saw me carrying a blonde girl.
“Picking up stray cats and dogs is one thing, but picking up… someone like this. It’s really your style. Hehehe.”
“What if I told you I just went out to clean up some trash, but happened to be a hero saving a damsel along the way?”
“I believe you, I believe you~” Lan chimed in cheerfully, raising her hands and swaying.
“You shameless woman over there!”
“Don’t say that about her, *Elder Sister*~”
“Don’t call me Elder Sister.”
“Eh? You don’t want me to call you Elder Sister even though you’ve willingly given up your place? Then I’ll be Elder Sister. Come on, *Elder Sister* Lan, *Younger Sister* Bing~”
The Young Miss’s expression turned extremely displeased.
Hah… I’d better not get involved in the dispute between Bing and Lan, or I’ll end up getting burned. I really don’t want to be forced to make a choice.
So, I carried the blonde girl into the house and first laid her down on the sofa. I then sat on a cushion on the floor, with Lan opposite me. Yi, as always, was still gazing at the television with a blank expression. She looked like a high monk in meditation. If she went to a temple, the abbot would surely spot her and say, “You have a connection with Buddha,” and drag her off to become a nun.
Young Miss Lianbing brewed another pot of black tea and brought over the yokan I had bought a few days ago. The four of us gathered around the low table, and it felt like we could play mahjong right here. Maybe I should buy a kotatsu.
“By the way, Juncheng, I’ve already found out.”
“That efficient?”
“Hehe, my skills are top-notch now~ In every way~” She said this while making a circular shape with her hands and moving it up and down. It was so suggestive, I liked it.
“And they hired them from Black Street. It wasn’t even a trace; we found it with one search.”
“Black Street?” The familiar place made me frown, but it shouldn’t be *that* Black Street, as the underworld no longer exists.
“Ah, it’s not *that* Black Street. It’s the most famous bounty hunting website on the dark web now. Employers post mission details and rewards, and then killers…”
“It’s like the mission request system in a game. So, this time, they also hired a killer through this website to deal with me?”
“Yep. While regular members can’t see other people’s requests or who the client is, I can see everything. It’s booming right now.”
“Here, have a look. The mission is to bring the Ji family’s Young Miss. Any method is fine, and any obstructing person can be dealt with as you see fit. The reward for solving one person is 300,000.”
I extended my cup, and Lan poured me a cup of black tea. I took a sip and said, “So, we’re only worth 300,000…”
“Well, considering the mission difficulty is only B-class, they probably thought it wouldn’t be too difficult if it was just you, Juncheng, taking Little Bingbing alone.”
“They even categorize mission difficulty?” It’s really becoming more and more like a game.
“Yes, the reward varies according to the mission difficulty, and there are even killer ranks. If your rank isn’t high enough, you can’t take on highly difficult requests.”
“They have all this even though they’re assassins…”
“Assassins are different from secret agents; they don’t need to hide their names. The more famous an assassin is, the more and more expensive requests they can take. Of course, they all use code names.”
That makes sense. Reputation is the most important thing in this line of work, or in anything, really. If you don’t have any achievements, no one will hire you. Nowadays, even being a hero depends on how much you’ve contributed to society.
“For example, the group that stormed our house just now were E-class assassins called the ‘Rage Heads.’ They’re just a group of rookie assassins with no advantages other than being human.”
“I see. Indeed, they were truly rookies. Can you find out who the employer is?”
“Hmm, the name isn’t fully displayed, but I can find out. The employer seems to be ‘Long’… To know the name, we need to investigate further, but it’s likely one of the young masters from the Long family. Do you have any impression, Little Bingbing?”
“Hehehehe, I have no interest in trash.”
“Oh, and by the way, Juncheng, you’re on the list too.”
“Pfft!” I sprayed tea directly onto Lan’s face. Lan seemed quite pleased.
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What? I’m on the list? I don’t remember being a killer.
“Here, take a look. The acceptance rate for this mission is 0%, but because of their excessive strength, they’re on the list. This is ‘Shadowless Blade,’ the S-class assassin ranked tenth on the leaderboard.”
What the heck, so Chuunibyo, but quite cool.
“Wait, how do you know this is me… it could be someone else?”
“Hehehe, I know everything about you, Juncheng~”
That’s rather convincing.
“So, what’s the name of the assassin ranked first?”
“The number one ranked is called ‘Abyssal Emperor.'”
“These are some explosively Chuunibyo killer names…” Ah, Nana did say that ability users are all Chuunibyo who haven’t graduated yet… I guess these ranked assassins must have abilities too.
“Hmm? Ling? It’s not even midnight yet, have they already exchanged?”
“There’s something I need to do. Wait, the woman you brought back, isn’t she Sheng?”
“Huh, Sheng? She’s Sheng?”
“Eh! It really is! I didn’t recognize her because she’s not wearing her nun’s habit.”
“Heh, I thought you would have noticed earlier.” Lian seems to have known all along. If she did, why not tell us… I have no memory of this F Witch. Those weren’t events I experienced. However, she is indeed one of my F Witches. It’s just that a certain future has been altered. So, I have become someone who has never met her. Right here, right now, this is our first encounter. I never expected that the blonde girl I casually saved would be my F Witch… This is truly fate. Speaking of which, the house has become quite crowded… I really should get a bigger house.
