Christopher Martinez
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'Does he really have a girlfriend like her?' Keith wondered to herself as she glanced at Kevin's back while he casually scrolled through his smartwatch lying beside her. 'If he can pull it off, why can't I?' She couldn't help but question it. After all, Kevin, in her opinion, was just an ordinary guy with a dash of humor and, well, a total pervert. How had he managed to snag a girlfriend? 'Does being a pervert actually work wonders with getting girls?' Keith pondered. Then, the video Kevin had shown…-
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"Ahhh, finally, a good night's sleep," Kevin exclaimed as he lay inside the tent, wearing a contented smile. He had managed to set up the tent and find a safe spot for it while Keith was still absent. Since she hadn't returned yet, he anticipated a peaceful night's rest. However, his hopes for undisturbed sleep were dashed as rustling sounds emanated from near the tent. Soon, a hand unzipped the tent from the outside, causing Kevin to startle and swiftly grasp his knife. "What are you doing?"…
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"Take out that monkey, and I'll let you cop a feel," Keith said playfully, nodding towards the beefy primate, which looked more like a bodybuilder gorilla. "You think I'm some kind of perv who'd risk it all just to grab a handful of your average-sized chest?" Kevin shot back, eyeing the monkey as it expertly peeled a piece of fruit with its sharp claws and rock-hard hands. Despite its jacked physique, the monkey had long limbs and a slim body, making it surprisingly agile. "I remember someone…
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"I'm here," Kevin announced as he entered the room, food in hand. He kicked off his slippers at the door, placed the food on the table nearby, and continued, "I got you some bacon with blonde vanilla latte. It tastes sweet, don't tell me you don't like sweet now?" Kevin said, chuckling as he kept his gaze down. Keith looked at him with a bit of a surprised expression. Kevin, hearing no response from her, finally looked up, and he was met with an even bigger surprise. She stood there naked, water…
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"It's so darn heavy," Kevin muttered in his half-asleep state, sensing a weight on his chest. He tried to shrug it off, but it seemed like there was something heavy on his legs too. "Ugh," he grunted in annoyance, finally deciding to open his eyes and investigate the source of his discomfort. To his surprise, he found a golden ball resting on his chest. At first, he was baffled, but as his vision cleared, he couldn't help but smile. "And she claimed she isn't interested in me," Kevin mumbled with…
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*Howl* *Roar* *Shhhhshhh* Various types of sounds emanated from the dark depths of the jungle, sending shivers down Kevin's spine as he sprinted toward the human settlement with all the speed he could muster. "Shit, shit, shit! How far is it?" he cursed under his breath. He had been running for more than three hours, and he couldn't help but think that he should have already reached the edge of the jungle. He had been running faster than when he first entered, yet he was still running, scared out…
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"Cough, cough," Kevin coughed heavily as he endured another blow to the side of his stomach. The boar's who speed had slowed down slightly, mostly due to the knife wound on its face and the injured joint in one of its legs, looked at Kevin with more fury. "Careful, don't slash its fur too much, or it'll reduce its worth," Keith advised, observing Kevin getting pummeled by the silver boar. "If you care so much, why don't you kill it yourself?" Kevin retorted, skillfully dodging the bone-crushing…
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Kevin, realizing this was a serious question, took a moment to think before hesitantly responding, "Killing?" Keith chuckled and replied, "Well, yes, killing can be one way to put it. But I mean the fundamental reason for the technique's existence. Why was it created?" She continued, "You know the word, right? What was it... yes, essence, what is the essence of the soldier's blade technique?" "Essence?" Kevin heard the word but could only think of one thing, his own essence, which he willingly shared…
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"Damn it," Kevin cursed as he blocked a charging boar with his knife. He was currently practicing dual wielding, as Keith had advised him, that it was the best way to train with a soldier's blade. Bam! The boar slammed its trunk against Kevin's knife, sending him flying into a tree. "for fuck's sake, what's your deal? Give me a hand!" he snapped at Keith, who was chilling up on a branch. "It's just a boar. You've got this," she said, barely glancing in his direction as she checked her watch. 'Ugh,…
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Stepping off the armored bus, Keith let out a big yawn and stretched. "Let's find somewhere to crash," she suggested. Following suit, Kevin chimed in, "I've already snagged us a spot. Hope you don't mind, it's got just one bed." Keith shrugged, "No worries, we won't even be using it for sleeping. Let's start by stashing our extra stuff there and then scoping out some info." They both checked into the inn. Kevin had booked them a room with a single bed, likely hoping for some snu snu time, but it…
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