Chapter 8: SSS (3)

Chapter 8: SSS (3)

Chapter 8: SSS (3)

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"It must be Miss Charlotte this time!"

Ready to build more relationship with the beautiful companion of the boss, Hunter coughed a few times and ran to the door with a handsome smile and white teeth flashing like pearls. Of course, as he was just eighteen years old teen, he looked rather cuter than handsome.

Upon opening the door, his smile froze.

It wasn't Charlotte... but the third friend of the boss... whose black hair was shorter and tied into a ponytail, her red eyes seemingly containing an ocean of blood. As an older woman, she looked straight into Hunter's eyes, momentarily grasping him with their sheer and experienced battle lust.

'She's... a taciturn companion, right... or maybe I don't have any worth yet in her heart!'

"Hello... thank you for coming to pick me up... I'm ready to leave," Hunter did his best to sound normal and not pressured to show that he was someone worth consorting with.

But the lady just nodded and turned around, perching herself in front of Hunter's house, seemingly lost in thought.

As she stood in silence, Hunter allowed to take into his memory an alluring vista of her side profile, as the silent lady only wore a tight black bodysuit emphasizing her pert figure.

'So beautiful... it feels like the village has been graced by three goddesses! And out of all people, only I have a chance of pursuing those gorgeous goddesses! Don't waste your luck, Hunter! Work hard, maintain a conversation, and opportunities will come to your side!'

Not feeling bad for locking his eyes on three women at the same time, for Hunter understood the fantasy world's culture, Hunter chuckled and unknowingly spent a few more seconds relishing the picturesque view in front of his house before going back to pick up his backpack.

He then locked the door and hid the keys under the mat.

At this point, Hunter didn't even bother going to the village head to fulfill his responsibilities. He could easily leave the house behind and lock the precious memories of this village inside his heart.

Nothing else really mattered.

Hunter took a last glance at the village before turning to the lady, "We didn't have time to exchange amenities, didn't we? I'd love to learn your name, Miss. I'm Hunter, and I'll surely be a member of your guild!"

"Layla..." The lady replied before setting off to the boss' location.

Hunter's lips curved into a wide smile as he didn't expect to learn her name, "Nice to meet you, Miss Layla!"

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Layla brought Hunter to a temporary camp where the boss and Charlotte had a merry conversation ongoing.

Sitting close to each other like good friends on a log with a bonfire crackling before them, Charlotte was laughing aloud while the boss had a seemingly unerasable smile on her face. Both of them were drinking from steel cups in which alcohol was either calmly or wildly swaying.

It was easy to tell who held which cup in her little hands.

'So... so wonderful... women are so wonderful! I feel like just watching them talking and laughing from afar... get the hang of yourself, Hunter! If I stay still and do nothing, I'll miss a lot of opportunities! I must be a part of their life as much as I can, right?!' Hunter told himself off for thinking like a shy boy and clenched his hands.

As Layla took a seat on the same log, Hunter left the shadows of the forest, appearing before the sacred bonfire. He smiled at everyone gathered and greeted the boss first before locking his eyes on Charlotte.

She was in such a good mood that she carried on the conversation, "Hey, Junior Hunter. Does our boss look like an accountant?"

A beautiful sonata of laughter followed after this question.

Feeling allowed to take in more than enough pictures of the boss, Hunter looked at her from head to toe, then inwardly spoke to himself, 'It's a tricky question, isn't it? Miss Charlotte alludes to the words the boss said to deal with the commoners... I meant to ask her if she was so cool with them because of me. But I guess... there was more to it. The best answer would be saying yes... but that sounds boring.'

Therefore, Hunter decided to candidly reply to the question, "I only saw old babas as accountants in the village. They all had one thing in common, and that was their office suits. If the boss and you wore those clothes, anyone would think you are the queens!"

Did it even make sense? Hunter didn't know. But he was sure that these two in office suits wouldn't look like accountants.

In the first place, clothes were just clothes, right?

In this world, a woman in ballroom dress could wield so much power to destroy a kingdom or two... anyway.

"Oh, you are putting me on the same seat as the boss?" Charlotte leaned closer with her drunk cheeks and smiled, grasping all of Hunter's attention. "That's so sweet of you, Junior Hunter! As a reward, I'll tell you that our boss is indeed an accountant of our guild! She likes reading and filling out official documents. Can you imagine the sight of her in those office clothes, surrounded by piles of documents to the point of drowning with them?"

"Yes, I can..." Hunter replied, enchanted, "I can see the boss with glasses and a smile as she does that work!"

"Haha! Bingo! You got it right!" Charlotte laughed aloud and arched her head back before smearing her red lips on the steel cup to drink more of her drink.

Hunter inwardly shouted, 'She needs to drink more often! And with me, that is!'

At this point, the boss weighed in some of her thoughts, "It's not our boss... and our guild. He isn't your junior... yet."

"Yet... so you believe in me as well, the boss!" Hunter exclaimed with intrusive happiness.

The black-haired goddess could only sigh before this excited young man, "I do."

She didn't even rebuke him for calling her the boss.

'Wow... is it me or alcohol is that different? It's truly a poison, isn't it?'

Alcohol was indeed the poison!

Eat lots while you drink it, lads.

"Enough of fun... put out the flames of ethanol and explain the basics to Hunter, Charlotte," The boss spoke in an official voice, with no hint of being drunk on her face.

As Charlotte replied, Hunter was distraught to see that she was also the same...

Women of high level were so different!

'Amazing... but also disappointing!'

It was time for a lesson!

"I suspect you have at least SS Ranked skill, Hunter... or maybe even SSS..."

All three pairs of beautiful eyes had fallen on him... making Hunter feel like the man in charge.

'It's a fake feeling, but I will make it a reality!'

"Sounds awesome! How can I exactly tell my rank?"