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Chapter 14: No One Understands Busujima Saeko Better Than Me
"Wipe your sweat first."
Suyan smiled, took out the pack of tissues he used to demonstrate Nen earlier, pulled one out, and handed it to Busujima Saeko.
The girl's hair, wet with sweat, plastered to her face, giving her an indescribable, special allure.
"I feel like my body doesn't have much strength right now. Suyan-kun, could you help me wipe it?"
Busujima Saeko clung to the warmth of being held by Suyan just moments ago. As if her brain had short-circuited, she used her near-fall as an excuse to say something to Suyan she would never usually say.
However, halfway through, the reserve and conservatism in the girl's nature began to return, causing her voice to become smaller and smaller until it was barely audible.
Busujima Saeko lowered her head, afraid to look into Suyan's eyes. A crimson flush, representing her shyness, crawled all over her youthful face.
Suyan saw all of this clearly. How could he not guess Busujima Saeko's thoughts?
Body has no strength?
It was just wiping sweat; how much strength did that take?
Moreover, he had only released Nen at the girl; he hadn't fought her.
How much stamina could that have consumed?
"Sure. Do you need me to hold you?"
Suyan not only accepted Busujima Saeko's proposal but even took a step further, launching an offensive against the girl.
Busujima Saeko didn't answer.
It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but facing Suyan's advance, her brain had started to go fuzzy.
Her heart was screaming constantly: Hurry up and agree! Say something, you useless mouth!
But the words stuck in her throat. The girl's lips parted again and again, yet not a single syllable came out.
Just how conservative was Busujima Saeko?
Let's put it this way: for female characters in anime, the standard school uniform skirt length is usually 15 to 20 centimeters above the knee.
But Busujima Saeko wore her uniform skirt well below the knee.
This was an extremely rare existence across the entire spectrum of anime female characters.
Seeing Busujima Saeko not answering, Suyan recalled the reflexive backward step she would take whenever he tried to get close to her over the past year.
Assuming she wasn't ready yet, he didn't force it. He simply took the tissue in his hand and silently wiped the sweat from the girl's face.
Was there a little disappointment in his heart? Sure, but not much.
For him, he had done far more intimate things with Marikawa Shizuka countless times. This small contact seemed ordinary to him.
But Busujima Saeko was different. She was still a virgin. Being able to ask him to help wipe her sweat was likely already her limit.
Suyan wasn't in a rush.
After all, Busujima Saeko had already contracted with him. Their future destinies were tied together; there would be plenty of opportunities to get closer later.
However, what Suyan didn't know was that Busujima Saeko was currently regretting it to her core.
She only needed to give a simple response, or even just nod gently at Suyan, and she could have enjoyed that warm embrace.
Why did her body have to be so useless at a time like this?
Just as Busujima Saeko wallowed in regret over this, her body acted before her brain did.
Her legs went soft, and she tipped directly toward Suyan.
By the time she reacted, she was already being held in Suyan's arms.
"Do you need to rest first?" Suyan asked.
The girl didn't answer. She just silently leaned into Suyan's embrace, greedily soaking in the warmth radiating from the boy's body.
For some reason, Busujima Saeko suddenly felt an impulse to pour out everything to Suyan.
Busujima Saeko took a deep, long breath and suddenly spoke, "Suyan-kun, did you know? When I was in middle school..."
"I know!"
Suyan spoke directly, interrupting what she was about to say.
What Busujima Saeko wanted to tell him was nothing more than what she had experienced during middle school.
He already knew about that before he transmigrated.
As for her intense desire for battle, he didn't see it as a problem at all.
When the zombie crisis broke out soon, there would be plenty of zombies for the girl to satisfy her bloodlust.
Moreover, after more than a year of contact and understanding, combined with the anime plot he had watched before transmigrating, he understood exactly what kind of person Busujima Saeko was better than anyone.
Busujima Saeko looked puzzled. "You know?"
"I know!" Suyan replied with a firm tone.
"You really know?"
Busujima Saeko stared at Suyan, seemingly trying to look through those black eyes to verify if he was lying.
"The past no one cares about. The desires lurking in your blood. The inferiority and timidity hidden deep in your heart. I know it all."
Seeing Busujima Saeko persisting, Suyan looked into her eyes and replied earnestly, word for word, "There is no one in this world who understands this woman named Busujima Saeko better than I do!"
The boy's words struck straight at the girl's heart.
A mist gradually rose in Busujima Saeko's eyes, and her soul seemed to tremble.
It was as if a sudden electric current struck her body, traveling from the top of her head all the way down, spreading to every corner of her being.
Inside her small leather shoes, her toes, wrapped in black stockings, curled tightly involuntarily.
This was a marvelous feeling she had never experienced before, indescribable in words.
It was at least a hundred times more intense than the feeling she had in middle school when she used her white oak bokken to break that stalker's bones.
Only at this moment did Busujima Saeko realize that there were actually things in this world more comfortable than mindless violence.
"Suyan! Although I am still weak compared to you now, I, Busujima Saeko, swear here that from now on, I will use my life to protect you, forever!"
Busujima Saeko looked into Suyan's eyes and spoke with firm determination.
After speaking, the usually conservative Busujima Saeko bravely made her move on Suyan.
The girl's technique was very green, but the emotion contained within was unprecedentedly intense.
Suyan tried his best to respond to Busujima Saeko's passion.
After a long time, their lips parted.
Busujima Saeko gently wiped the corner of her mouth, then pushed Suyan away like a player who had had her fill. "That's enough. You should continue teaching me Nen."
Busujima Saeko knew very well that fulfilling her vow to protect Suyan required power.
If she indulged too much in the warmth he provided, the girl feared she wouldn't be able to stop herself from sinking into it.
"Okay."
Perhaps because of the kiss just now, Suyan easily guessed the thoughts in Busujima Saeko's heart.
The two smiled at each other, as if an invisible thread connected them.
However, neither Suyan nor Busujima Saeko noticed.
At this moment, the Nen seed within Busujima Saeko, originally formed by the contract, began to grow rapidly without anyone knowing.
No one could have imagined that just upon contacting Nen, Busujima Saeko had unwittingly established her own "Condition and Oath" without anyone's knowledge.
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