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"I understand… Kitahara-kun, please turn around first."
Chihaya Anon urged, blushing.
Kitahara Makoto agreed and turned his body.
"Hmph…"
Chihaya Anon took a deep breath, bit her silver teeth lightly, took off her bathrobe, then covered her body with her hands, stood by the bed, turned sideways, and said with a flushed and embarrassed face:
"Is this alright?"
Kitahara Makoto turned around and looked at the pink-haired girl who was facing him sideways, his expression normal:
"It's fine."
Indeed.
In this world, only breasts can warm people's hearts.
A flat, elementary school student-like figure simply couldn't make anyone feel the slightest impulse.
"Let me say it again, the Hand of Stripping will randomly take away external objects from your body." Kitahara Makoto reiterated, "If I accidentally get Anon-san's underwear, don't get angry."
"I'm not that petty." Chihaya Anon turned her pretty face away, urging shyly, "Kitahara-kun, please start quickly, the sooner we do it, the sooner it's over."
"Mm."
Kitahara Makoto nodded slightly, not mentioning the crimson again, and stretched out his right hand, making a grasping motion in the air.
"Stripping!"
The next second.
A piece of pink fabric suddenly appeared in Kitahara Makoto's hand.
"Eh?"
Chihaya Anon suddenly felt a chill, lowered her head to look, and her pretty face quickly turned explosively red.
Although she was a popular girl, she had never had experience dating a boy, let alone the embarrassing public execution in front of her. If it weren't for the curse, she would have run as far away as possible.
"A one-third probability is not high to begin with." Kitahara Makoto's expression was normal as he put down the warm fabric in his hand, "…Again."
The next second.
Another ordinary piece of fabric appeared in Kitahara Makoto's hand.
"Ugh—"
Chihaya Anon frantically covered her chest, and steam was already rising from her head:
"Isn't that a little too coincidental?!"
"There are many coincidences in this world to begin with." Kitahara Makoto said righteously, without any guilt, "Look on the bright side, now it's foolproof."
Chihaya Anon: "…"
"Stripping!"
Kitahara Makoto stretched out his right hand, using the Stripping ability for the third time.
The next second.
A mass of grayish-black mist suddenly appeared in Kitahara Makoto's palm, twisting and wriggling like a living creature, even faintly forming a ferocious ghost face.
"Eh?" Chihaya Anon's eyes widened, both nervous and disgusted, "Is that the curse inside my body?"
"That's it."
Kitahara Makoto clenched his right hand, directly crushing the curse.
Accompanied by a faint, sharp hiss, the curse mist directly dissipated into the air.
"Hoo…"
Seeing this, Chihaya Anon immediately let out a sigh of relief, feeling much lighter: "After destroying the curse, I won't have nightmares tonight, right?"
Kitahara Makoto nodded and said:
"You can have a good night's sleep tonight."
"Thank you, Kitahara-kun…"
Chihaya Anon expressed her gratitude.
Kitahara Makoto waved his hand and turned around: "You put your clothes on first, I'll go outside and get some povidone-iodine and band-aids."
Chihaya Anon: "…"
Why did it feel like Kitahara-kun didn't even bother to look at her more than once?
Was her charm really that small?
Not long after, Kitahara Makoto came in with the povidone-iodine and band-aids, and asked:
"Anon-san, will you handle it yourself, or should I help?"
"I'll do it myself…"
Chihaya Anon originally intended to treat her knee wound herself, but the words stopped at her lips.
She had just decided to conquer Kitahara Makoto and make him cry and repent later. At a time like this, of course, she should let him help, right?
"It, it hurts so much…"
Chihaya Anon sat on the edge of the bed, looking pitifully over:
"My knee still hurts so much, I can only ask Kitahara-kun for help."
"Then leave it to me."
Kitahara Makoto was unaware of the pink-haired girl's little thoughts. He half-squatted by the bed, grasped Chihaya Anon's ankle, and let Anon rest her foot on his knee.
It had to be said, this pink-haired girl's legs were indeed very beautiful, long and straight, with snow-white skin, truly quite attractive.
"Stare—"
Chihaya Anon covered her chest with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other, trying to discern a lustful expression on Kitahara Makoto's face, to prove her charm.
Unfortunately, Kitahara Makoto kept his eyes down, his expression calm, as if the beautiful girl's jade feet in front of him were just ordinary plastic mannequins.
Such a calm expression directly made Chihaya Anon lose her confidence.
"Could it be that in Kitahara-kun's eyes, I really have no charm at all?"
Chihaya Anon began to doubt her life.
"Impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"I'm a super beautiful girl, how could Kitahara-kun not be moved at all? He's clearly just pretending!"
"No, I must make Kitahara-kun expose his true colors!"
Chihaya Anon made up her mind, and soon let out a light hum, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, a wronged expression appearing on her pretty face:
"Ouch~"
Kitahara Makoto looked up at the pink-haired girl, and said expressionlessly:
"Bear with it."
Chihaya Anon: "…"
He just coldly told her to bear with it?
At a time like this, he should clearly be speaking softly and gently, right!
Chihaya Anon secretly gritted her teeth, her face still wearing a pitiful expression. She endured the embarrassment, turned her pretty face away, and whispered:
"Um… Kitahara-kun, maybe if you blow on it, it won't hurt as much."
Kitahara Makoto's eyes showed disdain: "…Are you a three-year-old child?"
Chihaya Anon: "…"
Very good!
You have chosen death!
I must find a way to conquer you, and then abandon you mercilessly, making you cry and repent!
"…Done."
Kitahara Makoto applied the band-aid and stood up:
"Should I go to the bathroom for a shower?"
"Eh?"
Chihaya Anon blinked her eyes, and then suddenly remembered that Kitahara Makoto had been running around for her and Tomori-chan, wearing wet clothes all along, and hadn't even taken a shower.
At this moment, a hint of shame suddenly flashed through Chihaya Anon's heart.
Kitahara-kun worked so hard, and she actually wanted to 'get revenge'? Wasn't that a bit too much?
However, the thought only lingered for a moment before Chihaya Anon pushed it to the back of her mind.
One thing at a time!
She would definitely thank Kitahara-kun properly tomorrow for his help, but she still had to make him kneel and repent!
"Of course you can." Chihaya Anon quickly said, "Kitahara-kun, go take a shower quickly, don't catch a cold. If you feel unwell, remember to tell me, don't faint like Tomori-chan, otherwise I definitely won't be able to carry you."
"Don't worry." Kitahara Makoto said casually, "With my physical fitness, I shouldn't catch a cold."
Chihaya Anon subconsciously said:
"Kitahara-kun's physique is indeed very good…"
"Hmm?"
"No, nothing." Chihaya Anon's pretty face flushed, and she quickly averted her gaze, "Kitahara-kun, go take a shower quickly. There are only two bathrobes in the apartment. Tomori-chan's bathrobe can't be touched. I'll change into my pajamas later and give you the bathrobe I'm wearing."
"Then thank you very much, Anon-san."
Kitahara Makoto nodded his thanks and went to the bathroom to start his shower.
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