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[Option 1: Strip away, who's afraid of whom? Quickly remove all your clothes and say: "Co on, I'm already undressed." - Completion Reward: A Bigshot slap from March 7th.]
[Option 2: Stelle is still hiding in the trash... Don't strip, never ever, and state: "March, I absolutely will not take off my clothes, you can forget about it." - Completion Reward: March 7th storms out, slamming the door.]
[Option 3: Can strip, but only partially: "Fine, I'll strip... but let's be clear, just the upper body." - Completion Reward: Obtain a random item, ranging from small as a matchstick to large as a star destroyer. Note: Such items may...]
"Dang it..." Bochang muttered under his breath. "You're making strip, and after I do, you're going to give a Bigshot slap, right?" He glanced at Option 1's reward, feeling sowhat speechless.
This set of options was similar to the previous one, leaving him with no real choice. Option 2 might have been feasible, but...
It would likely hurt March 7th's feelings.
Sothing like that...
Thus, Bochang had no choice but to select the third option.
"Fine, I'll take it off... But let's be clear, only the upper half."
As soon as Bochang finished speaking,
March 7th chided him, "Of course, only the upper half... Did you really think I'd ask you to strip completely?"
Feeling slightly embarrassed, Bochang removed his white T-shirt, revealing firm shoulders and a robust chest. His body, strengthened multiple tis through enhancents, now resembled a flawless sculpture.
The sight made the pink-haired girl's heart flutter uncontrollably.
"March, if you're just taking photos, why does it have to be without clothes?"
Undressing in front of March 7th still made Bochang feel shy.
"This is called art, do you understand art?" March 7th, her cheeks slightly flushed, adjusted the cara with reddened face, ready to capture the mont's beauty. "Quickly strike a pose; we need to get this photo."
Bochang gently stroked his chin, pondering what pose to assu while March 7th continuously snapped pictures.
March 7th continuously pressed the shutter button.
As the sound of rapid photography echoed within the room, the system's notification chid in:
[Rewards being distributed - Congratulations! You have received a Fishing Rod. This is just an ordinary fishing rod; feel free to use it for leisure when you're bored. Note: Items like this will...]
"Hmm... Your muscles really look quite impressive, even better than when we first t..." After taking dozens of photos, March 7th suddenly leaned in close and gently poked Bochang's abs with her finger. "Don't mind if I touch them, right?"
Without waiting for Bochang's consent, the pink-haired girl swiftly placed her small hands on his abdon. Compared to the warmth of Bochang's muscles, March 7th's hands felt noticeably cooler, almost icy.
A peculiar sensation spread from where she touched him.
Then, March 7th snuggled up next to Bochang.
"Say cheese!"
The two began taking intimate selfies together.
As their skin brushed against each other, their body temperatures slowly rose, creating an air of growing intimacy.
Recalling Stelle hidden in Miyu's trash bin, Bochang quickly regained his composure and ignored March 7th's actions.
"March, it's already very late. Don't you plan to go back and rest?" Bochang yawned, "Lack of sleep can affect your energy tomorrow."
With that, Bochang took out his phone to check the ti.
It was nearly 1 AM.
Bochang had unexpectedly spent so much ti accompanying March 7th for photoshoots.
He must have been quite exhausted.
The pink-haired girl smiled, "No worries... People from our train can easily manage without sleep for several days. Bochang, eventually, you'll master this skill too."
"But... I rember you once ntioned that beautiful girls need to sleep on ti, or they'll get dark circles under their eyes the next day." Bochang paused, surprised by his own recollection.
March 7th stroked her chin, puzzled. "Did I really say that? Must be your mory playing tricks on you."
Just as she finished speaking...
The system's notification sounded again.
[Rewards being distributed - Congratulations! You have received a one-ti use item: Elentary Student Card. When sustaining fatal damage, it can negate one attack and grant invulnerability for one second. Note: This item has been stored in the system space and can be directly accessed for use.]
Bochang had now completed both optional tasks.
One was a fishing rod, the other an Elentary Student Card.
Honestly...
The Elentary Student Card seems quite useful.
Unfortunately, it's a one-ti use item, disappearing after a single application.
Unlike the Holy Shield, which is reusable indefinitely.
"Never mind... That's not important. What matters is... I need to rest now, March."
Bochang signaled his intention to dismiss the guest.
March 7th responded, "Hmm... alright, then let's sleep."
With that...
March 7th, still wearing her white bathrobe, unexpectedly walked straight towards Bochang's bed, catching him off guard.
"Don't you plan to return to your own room?"
Bochang gently touched his forehead, and there was a hint of weariness and resignation in his voice.
March 7th plopped down on the bed, showing no intention of moving aside. She declared, "I'm staying here tonight, so what about it, Bochang? Do you have any objections?"
The room's lighting illuminated the pink-haired girl, making her already fair and smooth skin glisten even more.
This ti, the Dating Options prompt did not appear.
Does Bochang have objections?
Of course he does.
If March 7th doesn't leave, how will Stelle arrive?
Bochang scratched his head and said, "Wouldn't it be inappropriate if soone sees us alone together in my room late at night? What do you think?"
Currently...
Bochang was shirtless, and March 7th only wore a white bathrobe.
A significant amount of their skin was exposed, leaving little room for misinterpretation.
"Who else would co looking for you? Even if soone does, we've done nothing wrong to fear scrutiny." March 7th confidently patted Bochang's bed as she spoke.
It seed like fate was playing a cruel joke on her.
Just as the pink-haired girl finished her sentence...
Light footsteps echoed outside Bochang's room imdiately.
Both of them heard it clearly.
Due to March 7th's actions earlier,
the door was only slightly ajar, allowing anyone outside to potentially enter at any mont.
A tense atmosphere suddenly erged.
March 7th sprang to her feet, thinking, "Who is it? Could it be... Stelle? What should I do... now what?"
The pink-haired girl felt sowhat panicked, far from the composed deanor she displayed monts ago. She entered a state of bewildernt, unsure how to react.
"Another visitor?" Bochang turned his head towards the half-open door.
He wondered who it could be this ti.
Bochang couldn't help but internally grumble, "We're almost enough for a mahjong table."
As the footsteps halted outside and the door creaked slowly open...
An idea struck March 7th; she swiftly dove under the bed, hiding herself away.
When Bochang glanced back, he caught only a glimpse of the pink-haired girl's curvy rear disappearing beneath the bed.
"Why did you hide?! Doesn't that make things even more suspicious now?"
Bochang felt slightly disheartened.
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