Men Are All Big Pig Trotters / Disaster Day for the Valkyries

Himeko lunged forward and finally snatched back her letter. Overwhelmed by humiliation, she bit her cherry lips until they bled, her hateful gaze wishing she could stab the man to pieces.

"I've told you countless times not to do these pointless things, but nobody listens..."

"Speaking of which, what's the difference between you and those infatuated girls?"

Kevin calmly stuffed the last few letters into the trash bag, then tied it up, his tone still as indifferent as ever.

"Enough! Don't take advantage of your popularity to deny other people's feelings!"

"Do you know that almost everyone who comes here has lost everything? They are in constant danger of dying on the battlefield! Yet they still give you their most cherished hopes!"

"What right do you have to trample on their dignity! Don't you even have the compassion to treat this affection with kindness?!"

Himeko questioned him furiously, like an enraged lioness.

"No..."

Kevin thought for a moment and answered seriously, as stubborn as a rock that wouldn't budge.

"Laugh!"

Himeko, enraged, laughed bitterly, tore the letter containing her feelings to shreds, and pointed at the bastard's nose, cursing him angrily.

"I must have been blind to have fallen for a piece of scum like you!"

"The trash can is over there, please throw it in the right spot. It's making a mess all over the house, it's hard to clean up, thank you..."

Kevin meant well by offering a reminder, but his words were like rubbing salt into Himeko's wounded pride.

"No need! I'll handle the water in my brain myself!"

Himeko was furious. She stuffed the scraps of paper in her hand into a plastic cup, filled it with water, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hmm? Satisfied now?"

Despite feeling nauseous, the fiery red-haired female swordswoman forced herself to swallow the substance, stared at Kevin for several minutes, and then turned and walked toward the door with a cold expression.

As they approached the exit, Himeko paused slightly, her tone icy.

"The Second Canghai City War, the East District —that's where you saved me. I once dreamed of becoming someone like you, to let this damned world see the will of humanity and the beauty they create!"

"But I was wrong, you're a heartless bastard who doesn't deserve to be loved!"

Kevin took off the towel and placed it on his face where he had been punched, then calmly responded to himself in the mirror.

"First, the success rate of genetic engineering fusion is far higher in women than in men. The dominance of females over males in the Fire Moth' phenomenon is the norm; I'm just an exception..."

"This isn't love. Your world of potential partners is too narrow, while I happen to be the best choice among them. Go out and look around; maybe you'll find someone more suitable..."

"Secondly, I'm very busy. I can't even take care of one person, let alone play house with you..."

Whether you love me or not is your choice; whether you accept me or not is my answer. I have no interest in accommodating everyone; that's called hypocrisy...

"Third, to be honest, the battlefield is brutal. Getting distracted by such trivial things will only lower your chances of survival."

"You'd be better off spending your time training; don't let emotions cloud your judgment."

"Also, next time you come in, remember to report and knock, soldier..."

Himeko's chest heaved slightly, her teeth clenched, and her eyes held a mocking glint.

"Humans survive together because of emotions and things they can rely on; that is hope! And you have destroyed them!"

"So, a cold-blooded person like you would never understand!"

Immediately, the red-haired female swordsman slammed the door and left, her hurried figure quickly disappearing into the corridor.

"I just... don't want to remember these names and then collect your corpses..."

Kevin murmured to himself in front of the mirror, then a bitter smile appeared on his cold face.

Himeko... still remembered one thing... live well, woman...

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Chapter 587, Section 616: Men Are All Big Pig Trotters.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone into the room through the half-drawn curtains. Murata Himeko was on the sofa, woke up leisurely, feeling only a slight dizziness from a hangover.

Normally, her body would feel like it was filled with lead every time the Artificial Stigma activated, but now it felt relaxed and lighter than cotton. A tingling, comfortable sensation spread from her spine to her limbs, making the Red-haired Mature Woman want to howl like a wolf.

"Awake? Have a glass of watermelon juice; it can help with hangovers and relieve your sobering up."

A handsome young man with short, black hair, wearing glasses that accentuated his refined demeanor and an apron, walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray. He placed a nutritious breakfast in front of Murata Himeko, giving off a warm and comforting feeling.

"Hiss... we did it last night..."

Murata Himeko, recalling that the handsome black-haired man in front of her had stayed here all night, couldn't help but gasp. Her facial muscles stiffened slightly, and as she spoke, she subconsciously pulled back the covers and began to grope herself.

"Teacher Himeko is drunk, I'll just take you home..."

"You weren't acting quite right last night, and I was worried about you, so I stayed until now..."

Kevin smiled and explained, pushing the watermelon juice towards the Red-haired Mature Woman.

"Nothing else... happened?"

Murata Himeko noticed that her clothes seemed to have been changed, and she immediately felt uneasy.

"The situation was a bit dangerous yesterday, so I asked Principal Fu Hua to help me change my clothes..."

"As for the rest, I'm sorry I used the kitchen without your permission, and I also cleaned the room a bit while I was at it..."

Kevin seemed to have the power to see through people's hearts. As soon as the machine spoke, his answer clearly addressed every doubt and worry of this Red-haired Mature Woman.

Murata Himeko, taking a sip from her glass, looked around and realized that her doghouse, which could previously be described as "dirty and messy," was now completely transformed.

The clothes that had been piled up haphazardly have been neatly arranged next to the washing machine, and no further action was taken to avoid suspicion.

With all the items neatly arranged, the residence appeared extremely clean and tidy, and the sense of space inside the house seemed to have increased considerably.

The potted plants on the balcony and the newly added fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator have transformed this ordinary house into a warm and cozy place, much like home.

Not only is he handsome, but he's also the homebody type! He's definitely a hot commodity! A strange thought instantly popped into Murata Himeko's mind.

No! No! The Red-haired Mature Woman patted her head, which was filled with a hint of smugness, and her face tightened.

"Is this all you did all night?"

"Probably, it's just tidying up the house, nothing serious. Do I need to mention the other trivial things?"

Kevin glanced guiltily at Himeko Murata Himeko bosom, and using his usual linguistic skills, gave a vague answer to cover up his crime of being passively groped the night before.

"Idiot..."

Murata Himeko murmured to herself, a deep sense of inferiority welling up within her regarding her own charm.

Late at night, someone brought me home, and I was practically ready to strip naked and let him do whatever he wanted with me, but this guy didn't even have a thought for it! He's worse than an animal!

The somewhat discouraged Red-haired Mature Woman tumbled off the sofa, but Kevin quickly pushed her back down.

"In broad daylight... wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

Murata Himeko, who appears to be easygoing and has a knack for talking, blushed instantly when faced with the sudden push. Her heart pounded, and she even stammered.

Kevin, knowing the woman was thinking the wrong thing, subconsciously ignored her ambiguous words.

"I already asked Principal Fu Hua for three days off for you last night. You need to rest well during this time, and someone will cover your classes..."

"Your bones have just been set, and with your hangover and other symptoms, it's best not to move around too much..."

Murata Himeko couldn't help but cover her face, the intense burning sensation making her feel utterly ashamed.

"I'll bring lunch over. The number is on the table. Remember to tell me what you'd like to eat."

"If you can't wait, there are frozen vegetarian dishes in the freezer; you can easily make them..."

"Remember to take those medicines, and don't get the wound on your foot wet..."

Kevin's nagging, as meticulous as a mother's, made the Red-haired Mature Woman feel incredibly embarrassed, and she hurriedly waved her hands.

"Alright, alright! You're busy now! Get out of here!"

The man chuckled softly, then calmly locked the door and left.

In the quiet and tidy room, Murata Himeko curled up with her legs drawn up, covered her face with her hands, and only after a long while did she stop muttering angrily.

"Next time I go out drinking with this guy, I'll have to be careful..."

"It's one thing to be taken advantage of, but to be taken advantage of without even thinking about it is just too humiliating!"

The Red-haired Mature Woman downed the remaining half-glass of watermelon juice in one gulp. The sweet and refreshing taste blossomed on her tongue, even easing the dizziness in her head.

They even filtered out the fruit pulp and residue? That's really thoughtful...

Murata Himeko clicked her tongue, rested her chin on her hand, and stared at the clean, empty glass, lost in thought.

Thinking about it carefully, this guy is really meticulous. He bandaged my wound, tidied my room, made breakfast, prepared hangover juice, and even remembered to go shopping and ask for leave.

Something seems off. Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious! No matter how well you try to hide it, I'll find out eventually!

Murata Himeko gave a slight snort, her gaze extremely penetrating, as if she could see right through the person's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Hmph, you must be trying to seduce me! Hahaha! No one can resist Himeko Himeko's charm! Murata Himeko grinned smugly, hugged her pillow, and rolled around on the sofa.

Respect! Respect! As a lady, you must be reserved! You absolutely cannot appear so easy to get!

Once the novelty wears off, Men Are All Big Pig Trotters! They'll lose their composure...

What's with the pretense?! In two or three years, I'll be 30! This godforsaken place, St. Freya Academy, there aren't even many male crickets here!

If you finally find someone you like, you'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't seize the opportunity!

I don't want to end up being sexually harassed by Principal Fu Hua, or ending up having a lesbian relationship with that forty-something old woman, Theresa!

It's decided! I'll get married within a year! You're the best, Himeko!

The Red-haired Mature Woman, like a baboon in heat, was wrapped in a blanket, sometimes pounding her chest and stamping her feet, sometimes making faces.

Cheers! To myself!

After her outburst, Murata Himeko pulled a half-empty bottle of sake from under the sofa, bit off the cork, and took a big, hearty gulp.

As she drank the beverages, the Red-haired Mature Woman leaned back lazily on the sofa, chuckling to herself.

Anyway, there's only one year left. I can't die still unwanted; that would be too embarrassing.

By the way, I had a strange dream last night, it felt so real.

Kevin? Humanity's First Fusion Warrior? The statue outside the door, right? What's so special about him?

Even in my dreams, it's me who dumped you! What's with the attitude? I'll definitely find a better man than you in real life!

Murata Himeko tapped her head, gazing into the void with hazy, drunken eyes, and then coldly raised her middle finger in front of her.

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Chapter 588, Section 617: The Valkyrie's Disaster Day

St. Freya Academy, Far East Branch.

As the school bell rang, Kevin, carrying the list, stepped onto the training field for the practical training class. Looking at the group of familiar faces, he gave a strange smile and announced that he would be teaching for the next three days.

"What? Even a tough-skinned gorilla like Himeko got injured? Is she alright?"

Although Kiana and Murata Himeko were somewhat incompatible, they had spent several years together, bickering and teasing each other. Surprised, she naturally showed some concern for the aunt.