Shiraki Meiko was stunned.
She looked at her information panel, then at Akira and Takagi Saya.
“I, I joined your Dormitory?” There was a hint of disbelief in her tone.
The corners of Takagi Saya’s mouth curled into a smile.
“Yes, Ms.
Shiraki Meiko, welcome to West District Building 3.”
“Now, you are also a member of our Dormitory.”
On Shiraki Meiko’s usually serious and earnest face, a rare trace of a relaxed expression appeared.
“Thank you,” she said in a low voice.
For her, having wandered alone in this world for four days, hearing that someone could accept her made her breathe a sigh of relief.
“You’re welcome,” Akira’s tone was calm.
“Now, we are teammates.”
“Since we are teammates, we must act together.” Takagi Saya pointed to the supplies in the supermarket.
“We have to move all of these back.”
Shiraki Meiko’s eyes instantly brightened, and she threw herself into moving the supplies.
The supplies in the supermarket could not be carried away all at once.
Even though Akira’s strength had now turned into that of a little superman, there would still be a time when he reached the weight limit.
With the addition of Shiraki Meiko, the efficiency of collecting supplies was greatly improved.
Under the blessing of the [Warrior] talent, her backpack weight limit actually exceeded Akira’s by a little bit.
Takagi Saya continued her “quality inspection” work to ensure that every piece of supply was used to its fullest potential.
In the process of collecting supplies, Shiraki Meiko gradually let go of her initial restraint and occasionally exchanged a few words with Takagi Saya about the types and shelf life of the supplies.
One hour later, almost all valuable supplies in the supermarket were cleared out.
Akira’s backpack was filled with various foods, drinking water, medicines, clothing, and even some tools.
[Obtained: Compressed Biscuits x20, Canned Beef x20, Mineral Water x30, Hemostatic Bandages x10, Medical Alcohol x5, Flashlights x2, Spare Batteries x4]
These supplies were enough to support the three of them for a long time.
“Let’s go, it’s getting late,” Akira said.
The three of them prepared to leave the supermarket.
Shiraki Meiko walked in the middle, Akira walked in the front, and Takagi Saya was at the back.
Just as they were leaving, Takagi Saya glanced at Shiraki Meiko’s skirt again, seeing the damp fabric under the miniskirt forming lines against her flesh.
Takagi Saya slapped her head and quickly pulled Shiraki Meiko aside into the locker room.
“Meiko, can I call you that?”
“Of course.”
Shiraki Meiko looked at the blushing expression on Takagi Saya’s face, somewhat puzzled.
“Why did you drag me here?”
Takagi Saya pointed with her finger to the fabric at the base of Shiraki Meiko’s thighs.
“Your…
unmentionables…
seem completely wet.”
“Is that so?” Hearing this, Shiraki Meiko raised her thigh high, propping her foot against the wall beside Takagi Saya, and lowered her head to look at her private parts.
“Meiko!!” Takagi Saya hadn’t expected Shiraki Meiko’s actions to be so uninhibited.
Looking closely now, she was still wearing the panties with the least amount of fabric.
Only a narrow strip of cloth blocked the most crucial folds, squeezed tightly into the flesh between her buttocks, with no other cover.
What is the difference between this and going commando!!!
Takagi Saya roared internally, and then immediately took out a pair of underwear and handed it to Shiraki Meiko.
“Wear this one.
I found it in the supermarket.”
“Thank you.” After accepting the underwear, Shiraki Meiko unhesitatingly took off that soaked purple narrow strip of cloth right in front of her, put it in her clothes pocket, and then put on the one Takagi Saya handed her.
“Are you two done yet?” Akira stood outside the locker room, watching the color of the sky gradually darken.
“Right away!!” After changing her clothes, Takagi Saya finally walked out with Shiraki Meiko.
On the way back to the Dormitory, Takagi Saya silently moved close to Akira.
“Is she a bit abnormal?”
Her gaze stared at the pocket on Shiraki Meiko’s chest, where a pair of soaked sexy panties was still placed at the moment.
Within the soaked clothes, this piece of fabric was particularly obvious, swaying back and forth unreservedly in front of Akira, an opposite-sex person.
“…” Akira was silent for a while, suddenly not knowing how to explain it to Takagi Saya.
Although she was also a fan-service character, the work Shiraki Meiko came from was a comedy, so it was not strange to have such a personality.
What’s more, Shiraki Meiko’s personality had only revealed the tip of the iceberg so far.
In his impression, this woman was not just simple-minded and eccentric.
Of course, his thoughts were soon verified.
After returning to the Dormitory, Akira stood in the bathroom, washing away the blood and dirt on his body.
There was still some water left from the last survival point exchange.
Now it seemed that exchanging one survival point for 50L of water had a rather high exchange ratio.
Just as Akira was thinking of ways to save water more efficiently, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Shiraki Meiko, holding a bath towel that could barely cover her three private points, walked into the bathroom.
“What are you doing here?” Akira looked at Shiraki Meiko with some astonishment.
Now should be his shower time.
“Wash together to save water.” Saying this, Shiraki Meiko pushed up her glasses and approached.
Shiraki Meiko successfully solved Akira’s current problem with a single sentence, though it also plunged him into another problem.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”