Others might not have seen this small action.
But Alisa was sitting next to Shiro, and she saw the entire process unfold.
Yesterday, Saeko Busujima’s relationship with everyone was very cold.
There was a deliberate sense of distance.
Later, there were no intimate displays either.
Now she actually took the initiative to pass a note to Shiro?
Something fishy was going on!
Shiro glanced at the note, picked up a pen, and wrote his reply on Saeko Busujima’s back.
This kind of small trick, only played during school, filled Shiro with nostalgia.
Saeko Busujima felt an itch on her back, but her heart had received Shiro’s response.
She didn’t write another note, looking at the blackboard as usual, studying diligently.
At the same time, a truck stopped at a warehouse not far from the Busujima family dojo.
Under a black tarp, a huge “sculpture,” taller than a single story, lay in the truck’s bed.
“Boss, the goods have been delivered. You see, shouldn’t the final payment be settled!”
“Alright, alright, alright. I don’t have that much cash on me. Follow me to the office next door to get it.”
“Alright, alright, alright.”
The driver wasn’t suspicious, but just as he turned to follow the boss, a “worker” who was unloading goods sprang out from the side.
He smashed the crowbar in his hand onto the back of the driver’s head.
Thud!
The driver fell to the ground, blood gushing out.
“Idiots, even as zombies you’re still a bunch of fools. Drag the body over, dismantle what you can and sell it. Once you’re done dismantling, turn him into one of you. Get out, get out, get out.”
The boss was a yakuza leader.
Just as he had his zombie underlings drag the body away, Saeko Busujima’s uncle emerged from the side.
“Boss, the surrounding area has been taken care of.”
“Hmm!”
“Also, Boss, regarding my niece.”
The boss glanced at the uncle: “What, you still want to protect her?”
“No, no, no, I mean, can I be the first one to have her!”
The uncle licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with lust, his small head controlled by his big head.
Bang!
“Hahahaha.”
The uncle was knocked down by the boss’s punch: “Your niece is a cash cow. If she’s ruined by a guy like you, how can she be sold for a high price?”
“Get lost!”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
My uncle didn’t dare to even fart, scrambling to get up from the ground.
Meanwhile, in the warehouse, the statue had already stood up; it was the Zombie Devil’s true form.
Ring, ring, ring.
The lunch break bell rang, and Shiro, bento in hand, was the first to head to the rooftop.
The temporary mission still had a countdown of over ten hours.
For other characters, Shiro had intentionally lowered their priority.
Whoosh~!
A gust of wind blew by.
The wind carried a faint scent of earth.
Today was a beautiful day; I really wanted to be here with Saeko… Saeko’s affection was already at 85, so she probably wouldn’t refuse.
“Shiro!”
A familiar voice sounded behind Shiro.
Turning his head, Saeko Busujima had already handed a wooden sword to Shiro.
Shiro took the wooden sword, understanding Saeko Busujima’s intention.
He immediately stepped back a few paces, naturally stopping in place.
“I’m coming.”
With a low shout, Saeko Busujima’s body had already transformed into an afterimage.
Her physical condition now far surpassed that of a normal person.
After spending some time getting accustomed to it, she was already able to control her body’s strength.
This morning, she had also spent time training in what Shiro had taught her yesterday.
The now ordinary slash, in Shiro’s eyes, had already split into three.
As expected of S-rank potential, she had already grasped the basics in just one night.
But all of this was merely commonplace in front of the current Shiro.
Yet, this did not stop Shiro from actively feeding moves to Saeko Busujima.
After all, Saeko Busujima’s growth was Shiro’s growth.
And it was five times over.
If it weren’t for the inability to impart knowledge directly, Shiro would have wished he could stuff himself entirely into Saeko Busujima.
However, the Perfect Swordsmanship level was truly difficult to break through.
Saeko was working so hard, but he still hadn’t felt anything.
Thwack!
The wooden sword in Saeko Busujima’s hand was knocked away.
“You’re improving very quickly, Saeko.”
Upon receiving Shiro’s praise, Saeko Busujima smiled: “It’s all because Shiro teaches so well.”
As she bent down to pick up the wooden sword, Saeko Busujima’s long legs were taut and straight, and though her twin peaks were restricted by her school uniform, their size was still alluring.
Good opportunity!
Shiro moved, already behind Saeko Busujima.
“Oh, Shiro, what are you doing~!”
“Don’t move, while it’s hot… No, it’s for your training.”
“But… here.”
Slap.
“If you dare to disobey, you must be trained.”
Saeko Busujima had just gone all out, and now she was slightly sweating.
A strong gust of wind blew, bringing a cool sensation.
However, amidst this coolness, there was one localized hot spot.
“Mmm~!”
There.
Not there.
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“Very good, this reaction is quite nice.”
Shiro, following the basic training knowledge, chose a cultivation path with a specific focus.
“This time I’m going to train your agility and stamina, and of course, strength too. Try to endure.”
“First, your hands cannot touch the ground, and straighten here.”
Saeko Busujima hadn’t gone weak in the knees yet, and her whole body instantly tensed up.
“Yes, just like that.”
The back half of her school uniform’s knee-length skirt lifted.
The absorbent white cotton beneath was indented, leaving faint marks.
Passing by the door three times without entering.
This move never gets old.
Indeed, skirts are convenient; if it were a tracksuit, the effect would be halved.
Pfft.
“Mmm!”
For a moment, Saeko Busujima almost lost the strength to maintain her current 7-shape posture.
Fortunately, Shiro noticed in time and supported her weight.
“Shiro, this move is so hard.”
“That’s why I’m helping you, isn’t it?”
The platinum capture ball’s attack vibration feedback was very strong.
Shiro manipulated the joystick.
Quickly completing today’s training limit.
“Whoosh~!”
“Whoosh~!”
Saeko Busujima leaned weakly against the wire mesh of the rooftop.
This time, Shiro’s training intensity was significantly greater than yesterday.
Even with her current superhuman physique, she still reached her limit under Shiro’s training.
“Comfortable.”
“Shiro, I love you.”
“I love you too. Now, let’s rest first!”
Shiro took out the platinum capture ball, and the next second, Saeko Busujima’s figure transformed into a stream of light, entering the ball to rest.
[Character: Saeko Busujima]
[Potential: S]
[Loyalty: 85]
[Strength: 5.2]
[Agility: 5.3]
[Stamina: 5.3]
[Skill: Swordsmanship Basic Mastery 80%]
[Evolution Progress: 45%]
Hmm, today’s growth is much higher than yesterday.
It seems that more training will accelerate the growth of the target character.
Just as Shiro was moving towards the bento, a target marker suddenly appeared on the radar.
[Character: Kasumigaoka Utaha]
[Potential: A]