Chapter 182.


    <strong>Chapter 182. An Awkward Encounter in a Public Washroom. (2/9)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was there ever a student like this in my school my first time through life? I had no way to know since I didn’t pay attention to anyone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt like I would have remembered such an eye-catching person though. Her hair and eyes were definitely something you’d remember if you saw it once.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She cocked her head to the side and asked, “What’s up? Did you need to use the stall? Or… did you perhaps want one too?” She pointed at the man’s groin covered in her salvia.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, sorry. I’ll be going now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? So soon? Why don’t we go for a quickie? It’s not that expensive. I’ll let you finish inside my mouth like him. I’ll even swallow.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No thanks.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, you’re concerned that I just finished him off, right? How about I give you a discounted price of half-off then?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I’m really fine. I’m going now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is it hygiene? I can rinse my mouth out real quick if you want. I’ll even leave the discounted price at half off.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I already have a girlfriend.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? It’s just a blowjob, it’s not like we’re going to fuck or anything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m seriously not interested.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh,e one, just try it once and I’m sure you’ll be hooked~ just look at how satisfied this client looks.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She pointed behind her before she wrapped her arms around my right arm and pushed me out of the stall up against the counter behind me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I’ve got to head to work, I’ll bete if I don’t leave now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It will only take a minute.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not a virgin.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then thirty seconds should be enough.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The stall we’d just been inside suddenly opened up and the man walked out extremely pleased with himself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Man, you should take her up on her offer. My girlfriend can’t evene close toparing. All the women I’ve fooled around with behind my girlfriend’s back don’t hold a candle to this chick’s technique. I thought I was about to pass on to the afterlife just now.” It seemed her client was true scum of the earth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let go of me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to~ hey mister, can you keep an eye on outside to make sure nobody elsees in while I provide this guy some special service? If he’s worried I’m not better than his girl, I’ll need to give him a free one to reassure him that the quality of my services is worlds apart from his girlfriend’s.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha, as expected of a pro. I’m sure your customers get addicted after just a single one and be loyal repeaters. I know I’ll definitely be back in the future for sure.” The scumbag said that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheh, d to hear that. Some customers have even told me they can never get hard again for another woman after they experience one from me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wow, now that’s a bold im.” Her scumbag client couldn’t hold back the look of lust in his eyes as he scanned her body up and down. Judging by the looks of things, it seems this had been their first-ever encounter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mr. Customer, my services skyrocket in price for anything more than my mouth.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How much?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“One million fold.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes opened wide in shock. “How much better does it feelpared to your mouth?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheh, wouldn’t you like to know? The only way to find out is to try it, no?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh, I’d love to, but that sort of price is way more than I could ever afford. I’ll have to pass.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What a shame. Oh well, if you want some out of this world head in the future, feel free to hit me up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I definitely will.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The scum bag headed outside and posted up while I was left behind with the girl with heterochromia eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As soon as he was out of view the situation took an unexpired turn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before I’d even realized it there was a knife stuck out aimed directly between my eyes. She moved so quickly that I hadn’t even reacted to the situation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? You didn’t even react when a knife was headed straight for you? In fact, you’re perfectly calm still. This is quite a surprise. I didn’t expect the man who drew blood from the untouchable king of assassins to really not be phased in the slightest from an attack like this. So you’re that confident you could stop my attack and kill me? You even saw through the fact that I was an assassin from the beginning, hence why you were so persistent in leaving and not getting involved with me despite how much I pushed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sorry, but what? I didn’t react because I was too distracted by that piece of shit cheater that I didn’t even notice said knife in front of me until now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong? You don’t feel like talking anymore?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So, what do you want with me?” I yed it cool. The fact that I wasn’t dead yet was enough to suggest her objective here wasn’t to kill me. Honestly, the fact that we bumped into each other was likely pure coincidence. Just… really bad luck on my part.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do I want? I’d like to know that as well. The academy gave out this weird mission. They only said the future son-inw of the untouchable king of assassins was the target, but they didn’t tell us what the mission was. I don’t know whether you’re supposed to be killed or what. All I know is the reward is extremely high if the clear condition is met. I’m in my third year at the academy, I have two years left to go and I’d like to get that reward at all costs. But just what am I supposed to do now that I’ve finally found you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I transferred into the third year at your school to avoid the untouchable king’s daughter’s eyes, but I couldn’t find you for thest three weeks.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh, so the transfer student wasn’t for my ss, what an unexpected twist. No wonder Rosa didn’t catch on, it was a third-year transfer student. What dog shit luck though. To run into her not at school but like this instead.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just where have you been hiding?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I haven’t been hiding or anything, I’m just busy with other things and don’t bother with going to school.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see, so that’s why.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, it seems you’ve wasted a lot of time at school because of me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Truly, I have. It’s been quite a pain trying to track you down.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you mind getting that knife out of my face?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No way~ I’ve got the upper hand while we’re like this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you really though?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You sure are calm.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Panicking would do me no good after all. Besides, I’ve already died once before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m the person who scratched the untouchable king of assassins, do you really think this level of threat is anything to me?” A natural bluff.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Certainly, I find it hard to believe you’d allow yourself into this sort of position when you are that person’s son-inw. But I won’t retreat.” What a pain in the ass.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I should probably at least probe to figure out more about this assassin’s skill set.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. By the way, is that man a target for a contract you epted or something?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, yes. I’ve got to survive on the money I make on my own while in the academy. We’re not allowed to receive any financial support from our families. I can make money off the contractor and the target with the sort of missions I specialize in.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And that area of specialization is...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Cheaters.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. But it doesn’t look like you killed him though. So I take it the contract is one of revenge?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, it is actually. You’re quite quick on the uptake.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I can only imagine the contractor is that man’s girlfriend, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Correct.” She had an amused smile on her face like she was enjoying the way I was cracking the case.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Judging by your words earlier and how you say you specialize in dealing with cheaters, could it be you’ve done something that would specifically devastate a cheater?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Correct again~ you sure are good at this~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So… did you poison him?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When you said that some customers have told you they can never get hard for another woman again after they receive a blowjob from you… did you make use of poison to turn them impotent?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">An eerie dangerous looking smile crept onto her face as she opened her mouth and said, “Correct~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So that’s the revenge you specialize in for cheaters?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, it’s just one of many. But it is by far my most popr one. Girls who are victims of cheating boyfriends find it to be the most poetic form of revenge.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see... That truly would be an awful fate from the perspective of such men...”