Reverse World-Chapter 137 - – Crying

The following day was his long-awaited Saturday. He had thought a lot about what to do this time since he had the choice between many different options now. He could go to Hop/e and partake in course one to earn more money or try course two for a new experience. He could also try a different way to earn money if he wanted to. There were some more things he could do but in the end, he thought about doing something else since he had worked the week prior and didn't need money for the time being. It would be more for the experience if he did it again. How many men in the previous world could claim to have had sex with 37 women on the same day, after all?

Today, he was rather inclined to go back to hunt in his usual town. It was so easy the two previous times that he hadn't needed to do much, but he was thinking of taking a more active approach this time, by switching directly to plan C. Instead of going with the flow with the first person to approach him, he would seek prey of his choosing instead.

He woke up late, just like he did for most holidays. After having a quick breakfast, he took the train and was able to reach his destination soon enough. He also took his mask with him since he had plans where he would require it after he was done hunting. He didn't go to the park this time and choose to roam around town, mostly using residential alleys and smaller streets, on the lookout for any opportunity. At the same time, this allowed him to know more about the geography of the town. He thought this would be useful considering he planned to come here often.

Just like that, some amount of time passed. Truthfully, he encountered no small amount of potential targets. Or more like, considering his open-mindedness, there weren't many members of the opposite gender who weren't acceptable targets to him. That didn't mean to say he would jump at the first opportunity, though. He had decided to take this a bit more seriously today and was waiting for something out of the lot.

After one hour of him going around the streets and getting a much better understanding of the town layout, he finally came across something, mostly by coincidence. It was still very different from what he was looking for but he couldn't readily ignore it either. Due to the previous day's events, he had become a lot more attentive toward dark back alleys. After all, the fact that they had been having sex in a back alley meant that it was also possible for other people to do so and he definitely wasn't against some very coincidental voyeurism. He had been interested in witnessing sex between normal people in this world for a long time now. Added to that the fact he was actively looking around for potential targets, he was narrowly able to notice the situation.

When passing by the dark back alley in question, he was barely able to hear some small sniffing sounds coming from it. When he focused his hearing on it, he concluded that it was not his imagination. He came closer to the alley and started to see the figure of someone curled up against the wall of one of the buildings, their head on their knees. When he approached further, he was able to see that it was a young girl, wearing a pair of short jeans and a pink T-shirt. He couldn't see much more than this due to the dark alley.

He hesitated for a moment before deciding to check on the girl. Seeing her crying like this, she reminded him of Olivia and he felt wanting to console her if that was possible. He came closer to her without trying to hide the noise of his steps, to leave her the time to realize that someone was coming. His efforts went to waste as the girl didn't seem to notice him at all, continuing to cry her heart out with her head on her knees. Left without any other choice, he could only call out to her.

"Are you alright?"

Suddenly hearing his voice so close to her, she jumped in fright, taking her head out off her knees and her hands falling to the ground behind her.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't want to startle you. I heard someone crying and I came to check if something happened."

She looked at him in shock for a few seconds before relaxing a little when she found out he was a boy. Now much closer to her, he could see the rest of her features. She looked like someone the same age as Olivia or perhaps slightly younger. She had relatively long brown hair that she was letting fall freely behind her back and was wearing round green glasses as well as some white sneakers.

When she got enough of her bearings back, she spoke in a small, tired voice.

"Please leave me alone."

Having the experience of comforting his little sister, he thought that she might want someone to talk to instead. Sometimes, it felt good to just let everything out, even if that didn't help the situation at all. He gave her a reassuring smile.

"Ah, you see, another reason I came to check on you was that you reminded me of my little sister. Just a few days ago, she was very sad like you but got better after we talked about it. I would feel bad to leave you alone crying like this. Perhaps, do you want to talk about it? I am ready to listen to you if you want to."

She frowned at his word and answered.

"No, leave me alone."

He nodded, gave her one last sympathetic smile, and concluded.

"Alright."

He then went back to where he came from and exited the alley.