Chapter 11 (1/2)
“Argh!”
The fleeing Brian fell helplessly on his rump as his neck was grabbed from behind. Clutching his butt, he looked up. His captor was a beautiful boy with pitch-black hair; the boy he saw inside the Behemoth’s building, who was now staring at him apathetically.
“W-What are you doing?!”
With a hammer in hand, Lana came up from behind and stood before Brian with a shadow clouding her face.
“W-What did I do to deserve this treatment?!”
“Guess crazy bastards really do speak before they think.”
“C-Crazy bastard? You! How is a violent woman like you going to get married, huh?!”
“Even if I get married, it won’t be to you, so butt out. What the hell’s up with you?”
“What?!”
“I’m asking why you keep peeking on us, you bastard!”
Lana slammed her hammer onto the ground. A crack fractured the ground following a booming sound. Brian edged backwards on his butt, then let out a snort.
“Peeking? Me? At you? Someone like you?”
“Someone like you?! Look how this son of a bitch talks. I should just—”
Lana made a feint with a light swing of her hammer, causing Brian to groan and cower before she smashed the ground with the hammer again and let out a sigh of disbelief at his unsightly appearance.
“Hey, Pervert. Listen well. These breasts are not here for you to leer at, okay? And those windows aren’t there for you to peek into either. But why do you keep coming here and ogling us like that? It’s revolting.”
She twirled the handle of the hammer, her tone bleak. The head of the hammer affixed to the ground oozed out the Aura she was exerting. Brian gulped. Somehow, people had started to surround the two in a circle and talk loudly among themselves. His eyes darted here and there before he straightened his back.
“When did I?”
“Wheeenn? When did youuuu?”
Brian scowled at her sarcastic question.
“Y-You’re doing this to me to extort money from me, aren’t you?”
“What?”
Lana’s face crumpled desperately. ‘Money? I caught him red-handed when he was peeping, but why is he suddenly bringing up money?’ She ran her hand through her hair, at a complete loss for words.
“What’s up with this bastard.”
“Aren’t you doing this right now to extort money from me since you haven’t been getting any business these days?!”
“Excuse me, what?! I’ve been going easy on you all along— Why would I do that even if our store isn’t doing so well?!”
When she lifted up her hammer, short shrieks ensued from all sides. She bit her lip as she stopped waving her hammer midair. ‘Endure it. You have to endure it.’ And right at that moment—
“Was it really because of money?”
“Of course, how can they eat and survive without receiving any commission?”
She started to hear whispers revolving around money.
“…?!”
‘What’s everyone doing?!’ She glanced behind. Someone right behind her whispered to the surrounding crowd.
“Doesn’t that mean she also lied about getting assaulted by Brian previously to extort money?”
Her mouth was agape in disbelief. Eian was simply lounging off to the side with an air of indifference, and the others were all residents of this area. Brian regained his vigour and smirked.
“Despicable bitch. You would even falsely accuse someone of being a pervert for coins?”
“You asshole! Why would I falsely accuse you of being a pervert just to make money?!”
“Do you have proof?”
“What?”
“I’m asking whether you have proof or not. Proof that I peeped at you!”