CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 32 - NIGHT SERIOUS TALKS

Night has arrived.

Right after I came home from my works with Doctor Portia, I was greeted by Melissa, who had been waiting for my arrival for a long time.

"Welcome back, Master Hans."

"It seems like your plan has gone smoothly, judging by your current condition, which is neat and has received a touch of perfume from someone I know..."

With her cold tone and sharp gaze, I could see Melissa’s seriousness, who seemed to know something had happened to me just from the smell of the perfume that Doctor Portia had given me before I returned home.

Sniff...

Sniff...

Like a dog trying to smell its master’s body odor, Melissa tried to do something to my tired body.

"Judging from the lingering odor, it seems Master Hans has been through some places. With such a strong smell of drugs, that disgusting woman must have forced Master Hans to do something."

"I hope that disgusting woman doesn’t cross the line of a woman who is not important to Master Hans."

I instantly felt the fine hairs on the nape of my neck stand up, her gentle threat was so easily perceived by someone like me who was sensitive to the situation.

Without questioning the meaning of her words, I could understand that Melissa and Doctor Portia couldn’t reconcile. It was like oil and water poured into the same container.

"When I got home, I got a light interrogation like this," I muttered as I entered the tent and saw my stepfamily sleeping on the bed in their underwear.

"Master Hans, something happened between Master Hans and that disgusting female doctor, right?" Melissa asked as if she were confirming what had happened to me.

"Yes, for some reason, at this moment... I am working as an assistant and accompanying Doctor Portia all the time. I hope that doesn’t bother you."

"Master Hans, I don’t know how to respond to this."

"The situation I’m in is unique, Melissa."

"I can understand that, after Master Hans came home and looked exhausted like this."

I sat down at a small table and picked up the plastic box my stepfamily had carefully stored. There was no sign that it had been opened, which gave me some relief.

I took out Hoshino from the pocket of the clothes I was wearing and started to reload the empty magazine.

On a rather cold night, I filled the empty magazine with some bullets, attracting Melissa’s attention, who was curious about this.

"Master Hans, this might sound a bit presumptuous. What are you doing?" Melissa asked, leaning in close and trying not to make a loud noise next to my sleeping stepfamily.

"Just reloading the weapon I’ve been using," I replied as I put a few bullets into the magazine.

Cttaakk...

Cttaakk...

Melissa was silent after seeing me inserting bullets into the magazine, and her eyes turned into confusion after not understanding what I was doing.

"This... is a weapon?" Melissa asked with an innocent look in her eyes, as if she couldn’t believe what I was saying.

"Yes, this is the weapon I used to survive the monster invasion. Haven’t you seen me use it?" I replied, showing Hoshino the magazineless chamber.

"I did see it, I just wasn’t sure."

"What’s making you so unsure, Mell?" I asked Melissa as I loaded a few rounds into the magazine.

Cttaakk...

Cttaakk...

"As far as I remember, Master Hans’s weapon wasn’t this small. It was a bit longer. Could it have been damaged after Master Hans went hunting for bandits to find the antidote for a poison that was eating away Master Hans’s magic core?" Melissa asked, making me smile when I heard it.

"Ah, it’s broken and it’s no longer useful for use," I replied while taking the suppressor that was stored in my clothes pocket.

Klloopp...

I put the ineffective suppressor on the small table and planned to repair it.

This will be my great opportunity to see how far my Gunsmithing skills have progressed. With the help of the Goddess of War from another world, I’ve successfully created the Hoshino, which has become my primary weapon for now.

Pistols are the best for close-quarters combat, but I need another weapon that can meet my needs at all times. This time, I’ll choose a weapon that’s lightweight, powerful, has high attack power, and can carry a larger number of bullets than a pistol.

I didn’t have much hope for that and felt grateful if my Gunsmith skills were able to repair Hoshino.

Deg...

Deg...

Deg...

Just as I was hoping that Hoshino could be fixed, my heart suddenly beat fast as if I understood what I should do at this moment.

My hand immediately reached for the suppressor that was no longer effective and channeled my previously dying magic core.

After drinking the holy antidote potion made by Yua Mikami, I could feel the magic waves coming from my magic core and merging into the suppressor.

Ceessshhh...

Peeessshh...

A hissing sound can be heard from inside the suppressor, like a crack healing itself.

"Damn..."

"Gunsmith’s skills are truly terrifying at times like this, huh?" I muttered under my breath as I controlled my magical energy. I repaired the suppressor.

Slowly, I could see a white light enveloping the suppressor, and its shape suddenly looked like a new suppressor.

"Master Hans, you are truly amazing at using your abilities. I am even amazed by your magical abilities," Melissa said, sounding like she was praising me.

"It’s a pretty ordinary ability, Mell."

"That’s a great ability, I don’t even know what Master Hans is doing."

"And you praise me because you don’t know what I’m doing?"

"Yes! That’s great because I know Master Hans is doing something great!"

I don’t know where her confidence came from to praise me with such loyalty and obedience.

Just as I was distracted from Melissa’s strange behavior and attitude, my magic wave control was suddenly pulled into the suppressor, and a flash of white light filled my vision.

Srriinnggg!!

Fllaassh!!

With the white light covering my vision, I closed my eyes and Melissa looked a little panicked by this and pulled my body into her arms.

Buuggghh...

Booiinngg...

I fell while feeling the pressure of Melissa’s big breasts, which were covered by her maid’s attack.

Melissa’s soft breath made her large breasts rise and fall on my chest, with my position currently under Melissa’s body after being hugged until I fell.

After the white light subsided, my body felt tired and surrendered to the pressure of Melissa’s large breasts, which were on top of my body.

"Mell, I think it’s time for you to get off of me," I said softly while stroking Melissa’s hair at the back.

"M-Master Hans... Aaahh! S-Sorry... I did this because my body’s reflex moved on its own to protect Master Hans," Melissa replied with her behavior that looked panicked, and immediately stood up from my body.

Booiinngg...

Booiinngg...

As Melissa stood up straight, I could see her big, tempting breasts bouncing up and down as if wanting to be touched.

"M-Master Hans, what exactly are you doing with so many weapons?" Melissa asked, glancing at the small table I was using for routine maintenance on Hoshino and her gun accessories.

"Huh?" I didn’t understand what Melissa was saying and glanced at the small table.

"Aaahh..." I could only remain silent and exhale heavily after understanding what was happening.

"No wonder I feel exhausted after using my magic core to produce copies of my weapon," I muttered in a low voice.

Without the help provided by the interface system, like a player controlling the main character in this world, it seems that I have leveled up several levels after slaughtering wild bandits and thugs around the refugee camp.

Thanks to their deaths bringing EXP and my poisoned status debuff being cured, I seemed to have gained a few levels to the point of unlocking an ability that could duplicate weapons created through the Gunsmith ability.

Without an interface system that shows my own progress, I’m like a masochistic hardcore player trying to complete this eroge game without any help from the interface system.

I’m not that crazy about completing an eroge game on the highest difficulty, even after possessing one of the NPC characters in the eroge world.

My main goal right now is to survive and do whatever it takes to complete this eroge world with the best possible ending.

I don’t want this eroge world to end with a bad ending and live at terrifying world.

I have to do this... because I have become part of this eroge world after possessing one of the NPC characters who will definitely have a hard time living in the future as a fallen noble.

I stood quietly and took a deep breath.

While exhaling a long breath, I glanced at Melissa who was curious about the four weapons shaped like Hoshino on the small table.

"Mell, would you like to use one of these weapons I’m using?"

"I will teach you how to use a gun on one condition..."

"Obey every one of my commands and never ignore any command I give, including when I order you to kill me."

I suddenly said these words in a serious tone while glancing at my copy of the weapon.

"Master Hans!" Melissa shouted, surprised by my previous statement.

"What did Master Hans says!"

"How could I possibly do that as someone who is loyal and wants to serve Master Hans at all times!" Melissa screamed, suddenly looking at me with a worried expression.

I just smiled after seeing someone I knew as one of the NPCs in the eroge world feeling worried about me.

"I say that because... what I’m going to teach you is something only I know. In other words, you’ll be holding the secret of my abilities, and it’s the same as you having to bear my life. If the secret of my abilities is revealed, it’s the same as you killing me with my own hands," I said with a gentle smile towards Melissa, who still looked worried.

"Do you want to hold my life in your own hands?" I continued, taking out one of my copies of the gun and loading it with a magazine full of bullets.

Clack...

A loaded gun was in front of Melissa.

"If you can bear the burden of my secret and my life, then take this pistol..."

"I will teach you, and you will realize that what I will teach you could threaten my life."

I spoke as if my life could be lost at any moment, but I was just having fun teasing Melissa into holding the gun.