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Chapter 0041: Lolicon Complex?
🕑 Added 2024-09-20 07:56:00 +0000 UTCChapter 0041: Lolicon Complex?
What came into his view was a young girl with black short hair, around eleven or twelve years old. She had a small face like the size of a palm, with slender eyebrows and very delicate features. Her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, giving her a somewhat assertive impression.
At this moment, the girl’s body was wrapped in a white bath towel, and her fair skin was still dotted with tiny, glistening water droplets, suggesting she had just come out of the river.
Such a sight would surely be irresistible to someone with lolicon complex.
I merely glanced at her before focusing on the girl’s eyes. Grayish-white eyeballs, grayish-white pupils. In the entire ninja world, this was a unique trait—Byakugan.
Is this girl from the Hyuga clan?!
I instinctively shifted my gaze toward her forehead. Although it was partially covered by her fine bangs, I could vaguely see a few dark green lines—that was the "Caged Bird" seal.
How pitiful… It must be awful to be controlled by others. She must be really unhappy.
I felt deep sympathy. But then again, I thought to myself, I was also in a state of being controlled! In some ways, my situation was even worse than hers!
In an instant, the sympathy I felt turned into a deep sadness, leaving me speechless and looking up at the sky in silence.
The girl in front of me clearly had no idea about the emotions running through my mind. Seeing that I wasn’t responding, she let out a cold laugh. "What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue after I exposed you? You filthy sewer creature."
"Exposed what?" I scratched my head, confused. "And by the way, I’m not some sewer creature. My name is Yūhi Hiroto."
"Yūhi Hiroto?" The girl furrowed her brows, her gaze showing some surprise. "You’re that Yūhi Hiroto?"
"Uh, you’ve heard of me?" I asked, completely puzzled. Why did it feel like more and more people were starting to know who I was lately?
"Hmph." She let out a laugh that I couldn’t quite figure out, then immediately spoke in a cold tone. "When she mentioned you, I thought you were truly impressive... but it turns out you’re just like every other male creature—a disgusting insect."
"So... who is 'she' exactly?" I scratched my head again, frustrated.
This girl seemed to have some serious issues with men. Better not dwell on her name-calling and make this situation worse.
She looked at me with utter disgust and said, "Before answering that question... could you, disgusting insect, kindly remove your filthy claws from my clothes?"
Uh...
It was only then that I realized I was still holding onto her underwear. Embarrassed, I quickly apologized. "S-sorry! This is a misunderstanding!" I carefully placed the underwear back where it belonged.
"You don’t even have the guts to admit what you’ve done. You’ve just made me even more disappointed in you," she scoffed, maliciously adding, "You’ve downgraded from a sewer insect to a maggot in a ditch."
This girl... her tongue really was sharp.
I was at my wit's end. Even my usually good-natured self couldn't help but feel a flicker of anger. However, since it was my fault in the first place, I didn’t say much and just wanted to leave this troublesome situation quickly. “Um, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”
“What, are you trying to escape out of guilt?” The girl snorted coldly. “A maggot really is just a maggot; the moment danger approaches, it wants to flee. How pathetic and pitiable.”
“Miss, isn’t that a bit too much?” I said calmly, adopting a negotiating tone. “It was indeed my mistake to do something I shouldn’t have unintentionally. But you’ve scolded me enough; shouldn’t we call it a day?”
“Oh? Are you embarrassed after I exposed your true nature?” She seemed completely unfazed, continuing coolly, “You may superficially admit your mistakes, but deep down, you’re thinking about even more disgusting things, right? Like wanting to pull back my bath towel and admire the view underneath? Or dragging me into the bushes in this desolate area to do things you usually wouldn’t dare to think about?”
“Admit it, you pathetic insect. Take your ridiculous and impotent desires and get as far away from me as possible.”
This girl was utterly unbearable!
A vein throbbed on my forehead. How self-righteous could she be to think I had any interest in her flat-chested figure? And the constant references to me as an insect—did I provoke her in any way?
As if sensing my inner turmoil, a ridiculous prompt suddenly popped up, making me feel as though I had been struck by lightning, causing my anger to dissipate instantly.
[New options generated!]
[Host, choose one of the following options:]
[-> Option one: The insect never serves! Use your fingers to stir her tongue and head, helping her appreciate the beauty of insects! Change this arrogant girl's mind!]
[-> Option two: Revenge of the maggot! Push this terrible girl into a dung pit and let her experience the joy of maggots in filth!]
[-> Option three: Insects have dignity too! Tear off her bath towel and use your pathetic insect body to make her feel the terror of being dominated by a depraved creature!]
[Note: No penalty. Take revenge. You must!]
