Clyde's blood began to boil . The air around him s.h.i.+mmered once . With all of the c.r.a.p of the games happening, he didn't have time for this s.h.i.+t .

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"You did not . " His voice was deadly calm . Her smile only widened but she said nothing . "Ugh, that is—why didn't my trap detection go off?"

Chika continued to smile at him, p.i.s.sing off the young man even further . Oh, this b.i.t.c.h was going to get it, his thoughts raged . He shoved his hand under the kitchen sink's hot water, grabbed his clear dish soap . . . . Clear dish soap… Chika roared with laughter .

After was.h.i.+ng his hands, he hurried to the doork.n.o.b, took one whiff, and verified the smell of dish detergent . A prank . A f.u.c.king terrible prank, but just a prank . Oh, thank G.o.d it was just a prank, Clyde thought . He chuckled with relief . A few seconds later with a wet cloth and the doork.n.o.b was fine . "And here I thought you were trying to pick a fight . " He turned around and she was right there .

"Certainly, crossed my mind, but even I know that's going too far . And there's no telling who or what touched that doork.n.o.b . "

Clyde felt her control slip before she kissed him . Normally, he'd be more than happy to oblige, but this time, for petty revenge, the young man would deny her .

"Not right now," he said, pus.h.i.+ng past her . "We've got only a couple of hours to prepare and I need to do some crafting . "

The persistent girl followed him into the bedroom .

"We've got plenty of time," Chika said . The girl looked hungry . She was like a cat, ready to pounce on her prey . Clyde simply shrugged .

"Plenty of—"

"Let's ask what he thinks," Chika said, petting the young man's rising horn .

"His opinion doesn't matter," Clyde said . They gazed at each other for a moment, but instead of resigning in defeat, the silver-haired girl attacked Clyde with an a.s.sault of strawberry kisses .

Denying her turned out to be a lot harder…ahem…more difficult than he thought . Her gaze had a combination of love and l.u.s.t, both things he was unsure if he truly earned . Then again, earning friends.h.i.+p with a yandere could be one hundred percent faster or deadlier . Or both .

"Just one round," she said . "I can barely contain myself . "

Clyde still felt the edge of vengeance pulsing through him . No, he'd refuse her this time just for the f.u.c.k of it .

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"What are you doing?" Clyde said to the undressing girl, amused .

Chika gave him a stern look then continued to undress . The level of persistence—if he didn't take her, she'd probably find a way to irritate the young man in the most obnoxious ways . He weighed his options . Revenge . Plus, he needed to prepare and act like the group leader for once . A hand curled around his erect horn .

"Love making now, demon lord stuff later . "

"Love making later, demon lord stuff now," Clyde said . He said that but didn't resist her straddle . The instincts that made him a man overrode his logical mind . But… what if he could craft and have s.e.x at the same time? It showed up in his mind's eye anyway . Then upon compet.i.tion, entered his inventory . Plus, the extra stats offered from having s.e.x could be used anyway . Bright side talk . A man's revenge could come in other forms anyway . He'd get her back .

Chika's phone rang the moment she began the ride . She tried to ignore it, but the persistent anime ringtone didn't waver . The girl was so wet, Clyde worried that he'd unleash the load before getting her off in time . She answered while riding slowly .

Clyde thought for a moment… While the duo talked about Chika's yandere problem back then with the tainted cookies, he needed to be rea.s.sured where she stood . He had a vast sense of humor, but with Chika, unpredictability was the least of the problems .

"I told you, I want nothing to do with his stupid company," Chika said to the caller . "Why? And? I don't care . He tried to marry me off . What? If he tries again…" She paused to cover her mouth, hiding a song of ecstasy . A vicious grin emerged on Clyde's face as he thrusted up harder . And she had no choice but to continue the call . Despite having the choice to simply crawl off, Chika continued the ride .

"Could you tell…him… . What? No, I'm…I'm not doing anything . "

Clyde intensified the ride but instead of the glare he was aiming for, Chika gave him a look that urged him to keep going . "I…what meeting? That…can't it wait? Who? I…" she covered her mouth again, climaxing . A lot . Her tightening and quivering made Clyde lurched into motion, turning the girl over just in time as his load covered her chest . His pants looked as if he had an accident . Annoyed, he pulled them off but before he could move to gather everything for laundry, Chika grabbed his horn .

"Nope," Clyde said .

"But I'm not done yet," she whispered, hand over her phone .

"Take care of your business . We can mess around later . "

With reluctance, she nodded then took the call with the woman on the line seriously .

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After starting the load of laundry and showering, Clyde used the remaining time to craft . He'd pa.s.s on meditating since it had to go uninterrupted .

"Can I suggest something?" Chika said, sitting beside him . He took in the faint fragrance of the shower gel .

"Enlighten me oh great honor student," he said . A prompt surprised him .

[Do you wish to allow your companion to shape your items? Your crafting level allows this . ]

Clyde selected yes then handed her raw materials . She started, dawning on her items like a machine .

[Congratulations, your crafting level has increased to 4 . You can now make somewhat complicated items . ]

"Okay, it's finished," Chika said five minutes later . She made some kind of ring . "Now inject magic into it . "

Clyde played along, injecting a tiny bit of MP into the object .

[Chika has created you, Ring of Emergency Magic . Item cla.s.s: very rare . 20% increase in MP while equipped . )

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The ring faintly glowed, its flicker reminding him of Christmas lights for some reason .

"Think of it as a gift of love," Chika said smugly . "And forgive me for the prank . "

"This is…Are you sure you don't need this for yourself?" Clyde said . "I don't have anymore materials to make it again . "

"Keep it," she said . "Please . "

Clyde put the ring on and right there, felt the increase his power pool .

"This is awesome," Clyde said .

Chika smiled .

"I'm glad you like it . " She stood . "I'm going to head home to grab a few things and exchange words with my mother . See you at eight?"

"Of course," Clyde said . When she left, he focused on crafting a few more things . He'd have to get rid of his basic armor set eventually . He searched his inventory until coming across something interesting .

[Inventory:

$ 8540

-Map of Lot City, Satovia .

-Map of Libado Gra.s.slands, Satovia .

-Smartphone .

-Key .

-Reminder for practice- note .

- Natzo hand bomb . (Does Fire and Metal damage on enemies caught within the blast . 40% chance to cause burns, 20% chance to deafen . 30% chance to stun . )

- Zelt's printer . Level 1/25 .

- Zeth's book of mist . ]

Zeth's book of mist . His prize for defeating the leader of the Hidden Lotus . Everyone worked as a team to take down the b.a.s.t.a.r.d, but he never asked about their rewards . Well, considering how everyone is seemingly protective of him now, they were probably good .

Clyde used the book .

[You have learned Summon Mist! While the cooldown on this is very long, you may cover a large area in Mist . You and your allies will be able to see 40% better than your enemies . Warning, this is useless against enemies that do not rely on vision . ]

A knock on Clyde's door caught his attention . He hurried to answer, expecting Harumi or one of the guys . Clare was a definite surprise .

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