Chapter 329 Counter-kill Shun Muto
The guest rooms at the Sato family’s place were quite luxurious, basically equivalent to high-end hotels. Daily necessities such as toiletries were all available, and disposable items were provided.
After a simple wash in the washroom, the young girl managed to wash away yesterday’s dirt. Looking at the cold little face in the mirror, Kazumi felt even more troubled.
It seemed that after making that wrong decision earlier, everything had become incredibly bad. Not only were her abilities unusable, but she had also encountered all sorts of unlucky things in reality. She had gotten so drunk that she blacked out from just a bit of alcoholic beverage, and had said some dangerous nonsense while drunk.
Fortunately, Shinichi was a gentleman with low emotional intelligence. Otherwise, she might have even been in danger.
However, she probably hadn’t revealed too much. Moreover, Sato Shinichi, that dense guy, wouldn’t be able to tell if what she said was true or false.
Out of a certain kind of absolute trust in her boyfriend, Kazumi temporarily put the matter out of her mind, planning to probe what she might have said that she shouldn’t have when they interacted later.
As for why the key on her body had disappeared, she found the reason with a speechless expression as she held her forehead.
It was simply because she didn’t want the pocket of her skirt to bulge un attractively from the key that she subconsciously put the key into the space of the [Black Coffin].
The reason she cared so much about how it looked was because she was about to meet her boyfriend, so she was particularly attentive to the details of her appearance.
Well, she was indeed a girl in a passionate romance, thinking of so many things.
[More than a few hammers! Who wants to show him the best side of themselves!!]
She roared silently in her mind, but the subtle detail that her body had done without her even noticing made the young girl’s current expression one of extreme constipation. It could only be said that a girl’s romantic obsession was terrifyingly powerful. These subtle actions were so unconscious that she didn’t even feel them, as if doing so was an extremely natural and normal thing.
Putting down the towel used to wipe her face, the girl seemed to recall her somewhat embarrassing expression when they met before. A trace of unnatural shyness appeared on her cold face, and then she spat fiercely at her unworthy self in the mirror before turning and walking out of the guest room door.
……
It had to be said that resting at Sato Shinichi’s place for a day was also a pretty good choice. Putting aside the less than ideal pink option of potentially losing her precious first time, just the accommodation conditions that rivaled high-end hotels and the extremely rich and delicious breakfast were much better than the girl’s creaky little bed and boring vegetable rice balls.
[Of course, it would be even more perfect if this annoying guy wasn’t here!]
The girl slowly put down the miso soup in her hand. The meat and vegetable stew blended together, but it was exceptionally soft. The thick texture was not too greasy. This clear soup specially prepared by a chef was incomparable to the instant version of miso soup bought from Kazumi’s family store.
Her mood, which had been joyful because of the perfect breakfast, was immediately disturbed by the noisy music the next moment. Turning her head, she saw an uncle in plain clothes holding a small bowl, but his gaze was entirely focused on his phone screen.
It seemed that because Grandpa Sato, the patriarch, was not around, Shun Muto had become much more unrestrained than before. One of his feet was half-squatting on the chair he was sitting on, and in the small bowl in his hand was a fish cake that he had taken two bites from. On the phone in front of him, from the girl’s angle, she could see a scantily clad young woman whose body was constantly twisting to the music.
Without any awareness of disturbing others with the external playback, Shun Muto picked up the fish cake in the bowl, ate his meal, and watched the short video on his phone with great interest.
“……”
The # symbols on the girl’s head inexplicably increased by several more. A perverted and lecherous uncle was already a very annoying existence, and what made her even angrier was that she had been killed several times by this lecherous and perverted uncle last night without any resistance!!
It was truly hard to imagine that the figure who was like a god of war last night was the same person as this greasy uncle drooling while eating and watching videos now.
“Hmm?”
As if sensing the girl’s gaze, Shun Muto looked up somewhat innocently, glanced at Kazumi and then at his phone, swallowed the fish in his mouth, and extended his hand to show the phone screen to Kazumi.
“Little Kazumi, do you want to watch too?”
“No….. no need.” “Uncle Shun!”
Seeing Shun Muto’s actions, Sato Shinichi also quickly spoke up to help out.
He had been tricked for so many years to be able to tolerate this unreliable elder. Although Kazumi’s personality was also gentle, this kind of lecherous uncle’s tone was really not something ordinary people could easily bear.
“Ah ha ha ha, I’m used to it, I’m used to it.”
“Shinichi, you guys eat your food, just pretend I don’t exist.”
Laughing twice, Shun Muto’s thick skin was probably even higher than his swordsmanship attainments. He continued to watch his short videos with his head down, and gestured for them not to mind his presence.
“Kazumi….. Uncle Shun is like this….. he’s a bit casual at home……”
Sato Shinichi scratched his head with some embarrassment, his head full of trouble at this moment. He didn’t want his evaluation in front of the girl to be lowered because of such an unlikable uncle.
Thinking about it this way, a middle-aged greasy uncle with torn clothes, who disliked shaving, liked to make dirty jokes with girls, and disturbed others by playing videos audibly……
He was simply a devil-level likeability eliminator!!!
“No, no, this is just the freedom of a strong practitioner.”
After composing her expression, the girl handed the cod rice ball at hand to the young man, responding with a faint smile.
“Uncle Shun has always worked very hard, so he should relax at home.”
Like the gentlest Yamato Nadeshiko, Kazumi’s words did not blame him at all. Instead, she gently explained for him.
“Little Kazumi, you understand me!”
As if receiving long-awaited recognition, Shun Muto looked up, tears of emotion shimmering in his eyes.
“But Shinichi, you absolutely cannot be like this.”
“Stab—”
A sharp knife pierced Shun Muto’s chest.
“Greasy, lecherous uncles are not very popular with girls.”
“Stab, stab—”
The second one.
“Reliable and serious gentlemen are the most handsome.”
“Stab, stab, stab—”
The third one.
Shun Muto, deceased.
