11 Unexpected Encounter

Jun 'Lovebread' moved to the other side of the island counter quickly, leaving Haruki with more doubts than answers,

'Is he also pretending that nothing happened?'

"How lucky, they are already grown," with the skill of a professional, Jun began to separate portions of dough.

He quickly shaped them and placed them on baking sheets. Watching it was very SATISFACTORY.

The strength and skill to open the dough. The lightness to shape. The ability to keep the viewer mesmerized. Jun was a master in the art of baking, it was not just a hobby. His title was well deserved.

Haruki watched him adjust the oven and set the time, mesmerized. He was devilishly handsome, the bastard.

"Good morning, Haruki-san," Daisuke entered the kitchen smiling. This renewed good humor transformed him again into the influencer that Haruki knew.

Daisuke was especially handsome this morning, and he had also adhered to wearing minimal clothing. He wore only a sheer 'millennium pink' shirt with white boxers!

"Jun-san, I'm ready to massage you already," said Daisuke with a different intonation than the previous ones.

'Is he making a cute voice for Jun?' Haruki was astonished at Daisuke's ridiculous behavior.

"I am all yours," Jun shamelessly answered with a loving naughty tone, and left without further ado, followed by the influencer with a radiant smile.

They left the singer alone in the kitchen.

Haruki was annoyed, 'That son of a bitch! Jun is screwing around with everyone?' It was the only logical thought he could think of.

Haruki was furious with himself because he was sure Sasaki Jun had already realized how much he affected him. Breathing heavily to calm himself, he went swimming.

The gentle waves and the crystal clear water were invited him to take a refreshing dip. It only took a few strokes to clear his thoughts.

Perhaps outside this game, these people were not even so beautiful, interesting, and sexy. Perhaps it was a specific effect for otome game characters. Perhaps romantic and erotic feelings were exacerbated due to the genre of the game. At least that made sense and explained the strange reactions Haruki was having!

Thinking that way, he would be a real hero if he prevented some people from doing things they would later regret, right?

Haruki returned to the sand, determined to find out where the lovebirds were hiding while doing the massage. He would go in wherever they were and mess with their plans.

"Hahaha," the singer laughed at the simple but effective idea to spoil Jun's plans.

Distracted by his thoughts, Haruki didn't notice the girl's presence on the beach until he heard,

"O-M-G!"

And he was naked. Looking everywhere, he saw that his towel was a few feet away. The same distance the girl was.

"Oh, you!" with her index finger raised to Haruki, she exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "You pervert!"

"Listen, young miss, if you don't want to see it, just close your eyes or turn your back!" And yes, he was embarrassed to death, only he would never admit it.

The more minute she kept looking, the redder she got.

But he noticed she wasn't covering her eyes or anything. How naughty!

And since she didn't react, he turned his back on her and went to get the towel from the stones.

"OHHHH!" He heard her squeak again, and he wanted to cover his ass, as he felt her gaze burning on his exposed buttocks.

'Who the hell is this girl?!'

He was curious to know who she was. And turning around, with an agile movement learned in his dance techniques, he flourished the towel and wrapped his waist.

She was definitely impressed with his stage trick,

"Are you an AI or what?"

There was no way she was that Miyu-chan. The game was on the beta stage.

"Who are you?" she asked, coming up to him and taking a walk around him.

The girl was short, not reaching the height of his shoulder. She had a heart-shaped face, with bright, beautiful brown eyes and thick eyebrows. Her hair was lush in a fantasy shade of pastel pink. And the clothes she wore were a little… extravagant. For Haruki, her outfit was definitely on the 'kawaii' side, with puffed sleeves and a voluminous layered skirt that looked a little like something out of an anime.

"I asked first, Miss Smartie!" Perhaps he was unusually bickering and on edge, he noticed, but he just couldn't help feeling this way when he was trapped into an otome game!

She stammered, "I-I am ..."

"This is ridiculous! Are you one of the testers?! I bet you're a fat guy with oily hair, full of pimples, and a pervert, actually! HEN-TAI!" he pointed his finger out to her. "I can't believe you're upset because instead of big tits, you have to deal with ...THIS!" he took the towel off with another of his spectacularly agile movements,

"TA DA!"

His act was followed by a diabolical laugh, and the girl ran across the sand, covering her eyes.

He scratched his head, 'Hm, I think I was very offensive. I shouldn't have offended the guy for being fat!'

Haruki thought better of it and, worried about the consequences, went after the tester. He knew bullying was wrong and caused severe damage to people's self-image.

Walking calmly after the avatar, he shouted,

"Hey, man! Wait a minute! My bad! Let's talk!"

The pastel pink-haired girl magically disappeared, and Haruki scratched his head again.

'Better go back to the mansion.' Now he had the perfect excuse to stop the massage!

CONTINUES