Chapter 82: Weapons Theft

News traveled quickly through the city, and Masaru learned almost immediately that Himura was free.

This bothered him, but at the same time he understood that the treatment some people received was very different based on money and power, although he also received different treatment depending on what he tried to do.

Masaru stood up and began collecting more materials for Runa. That old woman was the reason he did not become completely discouraged. She always made a request, and that kept him from thinking too much about the guild’s current money problems.

He picked up several crystals and set them aside for his sister. He wanted his own potion production. He knew this was somewhat bad, since his sister was not very good at alchemy, even though she was a Legendary-level alchemist.

...

Haru was training with Hina and Mio. They were in the arena. He tried to hide his hard penis, but he could not. Mio’s leg raises were magnificent. Even though he felt pain, watching her legs spread open up close was something that gave him great pleasure.

Hina, as always, was disappointed. She could not notice any progress in his training. He simply responded based on the moment. He had no plan in case a certain movement was made. He simply improvised and, as always, he got hurt.

His movements, although faster, still seemed random.

Hina used a buff on Mio. He could not dodge any of the attacks, and on the third one, he fainted. Mio became much stronger and faster.

The fast movements were bad because Haru could not observe her pussy being pressed against the bikini armor.

And the worst part was the pain from the blows.

"You’re terrible. Although I know what you want, you have to take this more seriously. In the test, you will be defeated so quickly that the evaluator will not even be able to give you a score."

Haru got up and fell again with a single kick to the face.

But he still had not given up. He only took a short break.

"Your ability changed your body, but at the same time, nothing more than your appearance seems to have changed."

That was almost true.

"I know, but soon I’ll be able to become stronger," he said with such confidence that he almost believed it.

The training continued for a few more minutes.

Hina was able to endure the continuous use of buffs for longer, in addition to increasing their effects.

She obtained an ability to recover mana by consuming monster crystals. This was perfect for everyone to last longer in remote areas, since she could use the ability to reduce their fatigue.

Mio was moving faster, her legs were thicker and more noticeable, and she was much more attractive, although her breasts were still small.

Haru remained the same. He was a little stronger and a little faster, as well as more intelligent, but he remained useless in combat. He was still a little far from where he should be. His movements needed to become faster, and he needed to dodge attacks. That way, he would have a greater chance of entering the Imperial Academy.

Mio continued in the arena with Hina.

...

He went straight to the Red Pleasure Guild. He entered the dungeon and once again killed the monsters he needed the drops from.

Genda was happy to see Haru. The drops he obtained would be very useful in the future, in addition to allowing the guild’s operations to survive for longer.

Haru was fast at killing those monsters. He still had a few thousand bullets in his weapons, so he was not worried about ammunition while shooting.

Genda was curious to know Haru’s class. He entered the dungeon and observed from a distance a man sucking a goblin’s penis. The penis was small, but it was proportional to the monster’s size.

Then he continued walking until he reached the floor where Haru was.

He observed Haru shooting accurately from a distance. Haru’s shots were much better. Practice made him seem like he belonged to the Marksman or Archer class. Although they were different classes, both could use firearms and bows.

Haru was fast, but something caught Genda’s attention. At no point did Haru need to reload his weapon.

’Spiritual weapon?’

Genda did not know what kind of weapon it was, but he was certain that it was worth a lot.

A plan was soon formed. Some stronger adventurers would go to Haru, use force, and he would get the weapon and sell it for a high price.

The plan was perfect.

Genda went to some adventurers he had more contact with, offered them a few gold coins, and explained everything he wanted.

The plan did not involve killing Haru, only causing damage and making him hand over the weapon.

The adventurers went to the floor and began intimidating Haru. He did not want to fight.

"Hand over your weapon," said a muscular shirtless man.

Haru did not think much. He removed the bullets without them seeing and handed the weapon to the adventurer.

The man smiled.

"You were smart."

Another adventurer began complaining. He wanted to beat Haru up. The third wanted to fight, but the leader ordered the three of them to leave immediately.

Genda laughed. He was happy with the weapon, but it seemed to be a lousy and very cheap pistol.

Haru left the dungeon and handed him the drops.

Genda began separating all the materials and asked:

"Did anything happen in the dungeon?"

Haru found the question strange, but answered:

"Yes, a bunch of bandits asked for the pistol I was using. Since it was a weapon I got from the junkyard, I handed it over to the three of them."

Those words were like a powerful blow. Genda had spent thirty gold coins to steal that weapon.

"How much did that weapon cost?"

"Actually, I got it before coming here. I stopped by a store where I had already bought some weapons. The seller offered me the weapon. He was going to throw it away, and I accepted it to use."

Genda tried to hide the anger and shame he felt.

"To be honest, I hated being robbed, but at least they stole something that isn’t worth much. But I hope you take better care of security here. Besides, I think I could have defeated those three. But I’ve never shot a person before, so I don’t know."

Genda continued working. Cold sweat ran down his face, and he became angrier with every new word Haru said.

Haru left the guild while the receptionist and Genda watched him.

The potions were still not ready. He would have to wait two more days for Genda to finish all the bottles.

’How was this possible?’

He complained silently. The receptionist noticed that he was in a bad mood, but did nothing and simply left him there.

...

Haru returned to the weapon store and asked for another scrap pistol, but this time he was willing to pay for the weapon.

"But what happened to the weapon I gave you?"

"I was robbed."

"Wait, what?"

"Exactly that. Three adventurers in the dungeon came to rob me. They really wanted that weapon. I just don’t know why."

The seller thought for a few seconds. The weapon was almost broken, but it would still last for several shots.

No sane person would want to steal that weapon. But Haru did not seem to be joking, so he accepted the story.

"For now, I don’t have any other weapon in the same condition, but as soon as I do, I’ll keep it for you."

Haru wanted a weapon like that since it was great for situations where it was not necessary to use better weapons. That way, he avoided wearing out his better weapon.

Haru returned home and stared at Hina naked. She was sitting on the couch, caressing her pussy while watching a quiz show.

He looked at her for a little longer and went straight to the shower. He took a shower and then threw himself onto the bed. He was tired, not from fighting and not from training, but he was tired from having walked a lot.

He could have called a taxi, but he preferred to walk to spend energy and build endurance.

That was a big mistake on his part.

But he still had enough energy to order a pizza. However, going to get it was something he did not want to do. Hina would not stop masturbating just to receive the food. He knew her very well.

He gathered his courage and ordered the pizza. He waited for the delivery driver outside. He did not want to have to open the door and make the delivery driver see Hina in that condition.

He cared about her.

Haru received the pizza and then separated the slices onto two plates. He handed one to Hina, who took a slice with her free hand and put it in her mouth. She returned the gesture with a smile.

She did not stop her movements. She continued massaging her pussy without letting the pizza get in her way.

Haru simply watched without doing anything.