"Take it out."
"…." Watanabe Tetsu drew in a deep breath. "That medicine is extremely precious."
"Are you trying to bargain? Money's useless if you're dead. But fine—name any price you want. Just hand over the medicine."
Yūki Miki looked bored, already planning to kill Watanabe Tetsu after getting the medicine and its formula.
She was long accustomed to buying anything with money, and the same predictable transactions had become utterly dull.
"…I don't want money."
"Oh?" Yūki Miki half-opened her eyes. "Then what do you want?"
"Actually… last night, when you kissed me, I started to like you. I want you to be my friend."
Shizuru, the woman in black, flicked her gaze at Watanabe Tetsu for an instant before returning to her blank expression.
Yūki Miki froze for a moment—then suddenly burst into delighted laughter.
After a while, she placed a hand on her flat stomach and exhaled softly. "You're pretty interesting. Fine, I'll allow you to be my boyfriend."
Good!
Whether it was Tamamo Harumi or this Yūki Miki, people without a "player" identity treated romantic declarations casually. Being someone's temporary boyfriend meant nothing to them—they didn't take it seriously at all.
[Yūki Miki — Route Completed!!!]
[Player has gained 200,000 Points]
[Check-In Status: Tamamo Harumi — 17 Days, Yūki Miki — 1 Day]
Two hundred thousand!
For a moment—just a moment—Watanabe Tetsu almost genuinely fell for this "200,000-point girl."
He opened the Mall menu.
The master-level skill "Mixed Martial Arts" was tempting—dangerously tempting—but he held back.
Sure, with that ability he could probably take down these two women and escape this meeting room.
But what about the security forces downstairs?
And given the Yūki family's status, the chances of firearms being involved were extremely high.
Then there was the Yūki family itself—an empire measured in trillions.
These 200,000 points needed to be used with care. Spending 100,000 on martial arts and trying to brute-force his way out was absolutely not the optimal solution.
'Use the Charm 50% Discount Coupon. Exchange for one point of Charm.'
[Charm Discount Coupon Used — 5,000 Points Deducted]
[Please choose a specific type of charm point to enhance]
[Smile: Sincere / Convincing / Friendly / Sweet / Deceptive / Bitter / Enchanting…]
In an instant, a translucent blue panel filled the entire office. Watanabe Tetsu was nearly blinded and quickly minimized it like a computer window.
[Smile (expand) / Voice (expand) / Eyes (expand) / Body (expand) / Aura (expand) / Personality (expand)…]
He removed "Personality" immediately—Watanabe Tetsu was destined for greatness; his personality was already flawless.
There was no time left to hesitate.
'Smile… Enchanting.'
[Player Charm increased to 9]
Yūki Miki stared at him, momentarily surprised.
Watanabe Tetsu tried the enhanced smile: "Alright."
It was an enchanting smile—mysterious, irresistible.
A smile that made people like his lips, then his nose, then his eyes… until they found themselves liking everything about him.
It was absurd, inexplicable—like watching the person you adore show you an irresistible sign of favoritism.
Watanabe Tetsu was satisfied as he watched both Yūki Miki and Shizuru freeze for a moment.
Good.
He would use this charm to stabilize the situation, continue collecting check-in rewards, and grow stronger step by step.
The Yūki family?
He would deal with them in due time.
"…On second thought, maybe I should just kill you."
Yūki Miki's voice suddenly grew icy. Her expression twisted into something terrifying.
"W-what?"
What went wrong?!
Just seconds ago she looked mesmerized!
Cold sweat trickled down Watanabe Tetsu's temples.
Did his plan already fail?
"Ahaha—look at your face. You went completely pale. Adorable."
She waved a hand as if bored. "But don't ever smile at me like that again. If you do, I'll fix your mouth into that shape permanently. You can smile forever."
Then she snapped her fingers. "Hurry up and take out the medicine."
Watanabe Tetsu walked to the edge of the conference table and picked up his schoolbag.
As expected, it had been searched.
But just as he predicted—her long black stockings remained untouched.
Considering how much Yūki Miki hated people touching her body, and the fact that the stockings belonged to her, her subordinates clearly didn't dare handle them.
He pulled out the stockings and slipped his hand inside, pretending to search.
Putting his hand inside something she had just been wearing made him hesitate instinctively.
Yūki Miki rested her cheek on her palm. "So you hid it in there. Looks like you weren't being sincere when you pretended to love my stockings earlier. How should I punish you?"
Silent Shizuru already had a knife in hand. She stepped toward him.
"I like them! I really, really like them!"
Watanabe Tetsu blurted out immediately.
"…Really?"
"I absolutely love stockings! Especially yours!"
Yūki Miki smiled beautifully. "I believe you."
She waved her hand cheerfully. "And that pitiful look suits you better."
Shizuru quietly put away the knife and returned to her place.
Watanabe Tetsu exhaled.
This woman—this girl—was an absolute maniac from head to toe. Staying near her was more dangerous than standing with an apple on his head while someone fired a gun at it.
Watanabe Tetsu slowly pulled his hand out of the stocking.
A pill now rested in his palm.
His first time materializing an item. The previous times he had used items directly, so he'd never actually seen one.
It was a small white tablet—no different from a standard breath mint.
He handed it to Yūki Miki. "This is the last one I have."
She didn't take it.
Instead, she asked, "What exactly does it do?"
"It heals most injuries rapidly. I don't know the specifics. I only learned today that it can detoxify too."
"How fast is 'rapid'?"
Watanabe Tetsu hesitated. "…Instant."
"Instant?" Her eyes narrowed. "Do you understand what you're claiming?"
"You can test it. But this is my last one. It's extremely rare—only one pill per month."
"…And the formula?"
"You're my girlfriend, so giving you medicine isn't a problem. But the formula… I'll only share that after we've been dating for at least a year."
"A year?"
"Yes. I'm confident I can make you genuinely fall in love with me in a year. Then I'll gladly tell you everything."
Yūki Miki narrowed her eyes slightly.
Watanabe Tetsu felt a chill—but he held her gaze without speaking.
Then Dr. Miyano cleared his throat. "Miss Yūki, please give the pill to me. I can test it for you."
Yūki Miki's gaze sharpened.
This man was dissatisfied even after becoming director—and now he dared reach for something like this?
"Shizuru. Test it."
"Yes."
"Wait—this is the last one, I—huh?"
Watanabe Tetsu stopped mid-sentence, stunned as he watched Shizuru walk toward Dr. Miyano instead.
"Miss Yūki? Miss Yūki!! Please—mercy! Miss Yūki!"
Dr. Miyano tried to flee, but the moment he took a step, the knife plunged into his shoulder. Blood spilled instantly across the clean floor.
"Aaaah—!!"
His scream echoed in the large conference room.
Watanabe Tetsu stood frozen in shock.
Yūki Miki finally spoke. "Give him the pill. I want to see how 'instant' it is."
Shizuru picked the blood-covered pill off the floor and shoved it into Miyano's mouth.
Yūki Miki looked at Watanabe Tetsu. "Don't disappoint me."
Watanabe Tetsu swallowed hard as blood pooled beneath the doctor.
After the pill was swallowed, Miyano's gaping wound began closing rapidly—visible to the naked eye.
Shizuru stared, stunned. "Miss!"
Yūki Miki sat up straight, eyes sharp, watching until every wound vanished and the doctor's face regained its color. Only then did she relax and rest her head on her hand again.
"Miss Yūki…"
Dr. Miyano inspected his healed body in disbelief.
"Dispose of him."
"Yes."
Before Watanabe Tetsu could react, Shizuru injected Miyano with poison.
He died instantly.
This time, not even the healing pill could save him.
Watanabe Tetsu stared at the body. "Why?"
"To protect you, of course."
Yūki Miki stood and walked toward him, gently brushing her fingertips along his cheek.
"If anyone else knows you have something like this, it's too dangerous."
Then she leaned back and ordered calmly, "Now tell me the formula."
"I told you—I really do like you. After a year of dating, I promise to give it to you."
Her fingers slid down to his neck, caressing lightly. "So stubborn… It's not fun at all."
Then she stepped back.
"One year is too long. Two months. I want the medicine and the formula in two months."
"…A-alright."