Chapter 352.

Chapter 352.

Chapter 352. Forming a Strategic Alliance. (4/10)

“How the hell is yer girlfriend asleep right now through all of this?”Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com not asleep. That loud rumble woke me up earlier. I just thought I might as well enjoy my last moments alive relaxing rather than panicking.”

I turned to Yuna and her eyes were open.

“Hurry up, let’s swap clothes.”

“Sure.”

Yuna stood up and unabashedly started stripping in a calm fashion.

“Shouldn’t yuh be a bit more hesitant?” The short blond-haired girl asked.

“I could die if I hesitate.”

“Right... uh... do yuh mind lookin away?” She asked me.

“Sure.” I closed my eyes and turned away in the opposite direction as she similarly stripped. When they were done the two of them were in each other’s clothes. The girl rubbed her own face and smeared it on Yuna’s forehead, cheeks, arms, and legs.

When they were done she snuck Yuna into the garage area by hiding her behind baldy’s back. Baldy had a bunch of other guys form a wall to keep her hidden and out of sight.

I sat down on the chair when the short-haired blond girl suddenly straddled my lap facing me.

“What are you doing?”

“If we do sometin like this, they won’t see yer face. Yuh don’t want em to see yer face here, do yuh?”

“Well... it’s true that it would be ideal if they don’t see my face here.”

“Then don’t complain. I’m makin a huge sacrifice for yuh here.”

My vision suddenly went dark as I felt something soft squeezing against my cheeks. She’d pulled the skimpy top over my head and didn’t even have a bra underneath it.

“What the hell! You don’t need to go this far!”

“Shut up, dumbass. They’re comin. Just keep yer mouth shut, don’t say a word, and keep movin yer hands to make yerself look like a lecher who’s too lost in his lust to even notice his surroundings.”

She grabbed my hands and placed them on her chest before she started to grind her groin up against me.

How the hell did I end up in this sort of ungodly position!

The door suddenly opened up.

“Woah, you provide this sort of service to customers at the entrance to your shop?”

I placed my right-hand index finger in front of my eye and took out one of my colored contacts.

“Huh? You got black eyes, not blue?” Shia had a quizzical expression on her face.

“Correct, they’re black.”

“Colored contacts? Black eyes? Black hair...” Lea mumbled to herself before she continued, “it feels like I’m on the verge of remembering, but I’m not quite there yet.”

“Haaaaaah. About eight weeks ago, at the motorcycle training course, you gave me this there. Is that enough to jog your memory?” I held up the handwritten business card between my index and middle finger.

“The motorcycle training course... ah! It’s you! The punk who took my face mask and sucked at riding!”

“You could at least remember me as the kind person who paid for your food.”

“Oh, right, that happened too, didn’t it? But... why’d you suddenly show up here now? Did your motorcycle break down or need repairs?”

“Do you mind if we talk alone?”

“Alone?” She frowned, it was obvious she was on guard against me.

“If you’re concerned Swastika sent me to try something and you want to keep your gun pointed at me at all times while we talk and not get close to you, I’m fine with that. You can handcuff or bind my arms and legs if that’ll make you feel safe. If you need to have me searched for weapons you’re free to do so. I don’t have anything to hide. I need your cooperation.”

“Cooperation? For what?”

“I’d rather not say it out loud in the open.”

“Why?”

“Didn't yuh say yuh were here because of that girlfriend you came here with?

“He... came here with his girlfriend? You mean... the girl they were looking for?”

“Yup. I swapped out with her so she could blend in with everyone.”

“Are you crazy! We could all be dead if she was caught disguised as one of us! Where is she!”

“She was in disguise before she even came here. We smeared her face with splotches of grease so she’d blend in better. There’s no way she woulda bin recognized.”

“I’m right here,” Yuna entered from the garage and made her presence known.

“Huh? You do... look completely different from the picture they showed me. Did you go as far as cutting and dying your hair?”

Yuna shook her head, pulled her wig up, and clarified, “No, it’s a wig.”

“It’s a miracle they didn’t find you here. Look, I’m sorry to say this, but the two of you should leave and get out of the city. I despise Swastika so I won’t out you, but I can’t afford a war breaking out with Swastika because of the two of you.”

“Before you have us leave, can I at the very least talk to you alone first?”