Playing with other Supernaturals

Chapter 170 Hotel

Medusa is blankly standing in front of a mirror which she hates so much while warm water is showering down on her, ‘What’s happening?’

The situation is too nonsensical for her to process everything that just happened. Medusa is currently taking a shower in a nearby hotel because Kisuke said that she stinks and dragged her here, ‘Really… What’s happening?’

Going back a few minutes earlier, “Friend?” Medusa asked out loud.

“Yep~. Friend~. Could it be that you don’t understand?” Kisuke thought that it is a problem of language as Japanese isn’t her native language. He then started enumerating the word ‘friend’ in many different languages.

As Kisuke recites the word ‘friend’, Medusa gradually remembers what it means, ‘Wait… Friend means… !?’ Something clicked in her mind and she shouted at Kisuke, “Are you insane!? Why would you treat me like a friend!?” Medusa was dumbfounded after understanding what he means, ‘Why would he even me a friend? Could it be that he the same type of person? Nonono… That’s impossible! He wouldn’t have a good relationship with kids if that’s the case. Although he is indeed eccentric like his wife, he doesn’t strike me as a bad person. I can feel some resentment attached to him, but not the type the criminals would have.’

Medusa’s mind went overdrive thinking of possibilities or reasons why he would even think that way.

Kisuke wanted to laugh at her indescribable expression but stopped himself as he would only confuse her more, “Don’t overthink it~. The moment you stayed in that house, I already considered you a friend. What you just did isn’t enough to consider you otherwise.”

Hearing those words, Medusa felt incredibly happy, but due to her cautious nature, she couldn’t help but ask, “But…why?”

“You should have known what type of person I am from those few days you’re with us. I know you have that much ability or else you couldn’t have survived this long. Do you think that I’m the type of person that would categorize a power or ability as good or evil?” Kisuke removed his hand from her shoulder, took out a pair of glasses from his inventory and started fiddling with it.

Medusa also knew that but she also knew that in another perspective, what she just did is just some random killing and drinking their blood for Mana. Although she can tell her reasons to him, she doesn’t have any evidence.

Guessing what she’s thinking after taking a glance at her Kisuke resumed speaking, “Those are criminals, right?”

Medusa’s body shook and asks, “How…?”

“I have my ways~. Although the credit should go to Yoruichi.”

Medusa felt that a stone was lifted from her heavy heart and was able to breathe a bit easier. But even then, there’s still a large boulder weighing down on her and that is she almost transformed earlier and Kisuke should have seen it clearly. She gained some confidence so this time, she wanted to ask him what he thought about it, “Then when-.”

But before she could say it, Kisuke suddenly interrupted her, “Ah, geez! Too many questions! Are you really that worried? And besides, even though I did say that you shouldn’t be punctual to your enemies, it isn’t a good idea to arrive too late. You need to calm down and a good shower and food should be effective.”

After saying that, Kisuke tossed the pair of glasses he’s fiddling back to his inventory and suddenly scoped Medusa to a princess carry.

“Eh!? W-what are you doing!? Ehh!?” Medusa panicked at his actions. She wanted to struggle for her freedom, but another strange feeling welled up from her stopping her from moving. She felt like not moving from this position, ‘What’s going on!?’

Before Medusa could say anything further, Kisuke used Flash Step to arrive at a nearby good hotel. Arriving at the counter, Kisuke flashed a smile to the girl behind it, “Give me the best room.”

There are two service representatives over the counter and both of them are girls. When Kisuke suddenly appeared with a blindfolded black haired beauty in his hands and asked for the best room, they were both dumbfounded but their service smile immediately returned, “I would need your identification cards, sir.”

Although they looked like a couple, the girl is blindfolded and being carried. The two of them couldn’t help but doubt their relationship and one of them readied her hand to call the police in case they needed to.

Kisuke knew what they are thinking behind those fake smiles and said, “Ana… Our passports are in my chest pocket, please get it as my hands are full.”

Kisuke instantly transferred the ‘Just-in-case-we-needed-it-passport’ from his inventory to the chest pocket of his vest.

Medusa is feeling embarrassed from all the stares they are getting from everyone passing by, but she still felt like not moving so she just followed her instructions and grabbed the passports from his pocket. In curiosity, she took a small peek inside the passport and saw the photos of both of them with fake names and addresses. Medusa gave him an incredulous look but obediently gave the passports to the clerk.

Based on how Medusa acted, they now knew that there isn’t anything obviously illegal going on. They thought that they are just a couple with a weird fetish. It took the clerk a minute to record everything down before giving their passports back to them with the key to their room, “Please enjoy your stay~.”

“Thank you~.” Kisuke expressed his gratitude and urge Medusa to grab their things. Without looking back, they went straight in the elevator and pressing the top floor.

Before the door closes, however, Medusa, with her super senses, heard the people from the front desk talking about them, “Hey, what do you think about that couple just now?”

“Both of them has a weird fetish! Do you think it’s normal to show up in front of the hotel while blindfolded? The girl is strangely used to it. Remember the way she moves without hesitation despite having her eyes covered? I must say that they have done this countless times already!” Replied the other one.

The door closes with Medusa’s face beat red.

They arrive at their room and set down Medusa who felt strangely disappointed. Kisuke pointed at a certain door and said, “That’s the bathroom. Take a shower to calm yourself while I order food for us. We’ll go to the temple after two hours.”

“What!? Why are-” Medusa got interrupted again.

“Questions are for later. Go take a shower first. You stink.” Kisuke took the pair of glasses again to fiddle with it.

Medusa was shocked yet again, but in a different manner, ‘I stink… I stink… I stink…’ Those words kept repeating on her mind as she unknowingly walked to the shower and took off her clothes.

And now, we’re back to the present, “Really… What’s going on?”