"Woah~! Okun-sama! Since when did you become such a great swimmer?!" Tatsumi exclaimed, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
"It's a secret."
"Pervert, why did you catch so many fishes?" Akame asked, pouting.
"I already said it, you didn't specify the number of fishes we were supposed to catch. And can you stop calling me a pervert already?" I said with a sigh, but to my complete shock, Akame stuck her tongue out at me mockingly.
"No. You are a pervert."
"Please, stop it."
"No."
"Alright then, I'll show you what it means to be a real pervert," I said, a creepy grin forming on my face. The next moment, I lunged toward Akame at burst speed, bringing my face right up to her crotch and pressing my nose against her panties.
"O~lala~ smells like roses," I said with a wicked grin.
"Kyaaaaaaa~!" Akame screamed, completely caught off guard by my speed and unable to react in time. She jumped backward instinctively, but misjudged the distance and landed on a section of the cliff that broke apart beneath her feet.
Before she could start free-falling, I dashed forward and grabbed her hand, yanking her back toward me. I lost my balance and fell flat on my back while she landed on top of me, her breasts pressing firmly against my chest.
"Soft~," I muttered with a perverted grin.
Akame jerked up violently, and just as I was about to get up myself, a powerful kick slammed into my face, sending me flying several meters away.
Fuck… sucks to be a pervert.
****
When I returned to where Akame and Tatsumi were standing, Akame was bright red as she hurriedly put her clothes back on. Her entire body was flushed, making it painfully obvious how embarrassed she was.
I guess I went too far. But it was partly her fault. There's a clear difference between a pervert and a degenerate. Even though I sometimes consider myself a pervert, I'm closer to being a degenerate. A pervert is someone with abnormal or generally despised sexual preferences. A perfect example would be my past life—sniffing panties, peeking at neighbors, and cumming in people's food. All of that was abnormal.
I shook my head, remembering the stupid act of cumming in people's lunch boxes whenever they offended me. Either way, being a degenerate and a pervert might seem similar, but they're different. Being just a pervert sucks most of the time since most perverts lack the balls of a true degenerate. Another example is Lubbock, he clearly has crushes on Najenda, Leone, and others, but he's a spineless idiot in the end.
Glancing back at Akame, she was already fully dressed, still red and embarrassed, and slowly walking toward me.
Does she want to hit me again? I'm not Lubbock. I'll knock you out without your sword.
Just as I prepared to counterattack, she suddenly stopped and bowed deeply, her head nearly touching the ground.
"I'm sorry, Okun! I'm sorry for calling you a pervert! Please… continue being your normal self," Akame apologized. Her face was still red, but her stoic expression was slowly returning.
I was genuinely surprised. I'd never seen this side of Akame before, not even in the series. She was always aloof and rarely showed emotion.
"Heh, it's fine, Akame. Now that you understand the difference between a pervert and a womanizer, I'd appreciate it if you stopped calling me pervert and just used my name," I said, patting her head.
Akame stiffened in shock but said nothing, only letting out a tired sigh.
She then pointed at the fishes flopping helplessly on the ground.
"How are we going to pack all these fishes? One basket isn't enough," Akame said.
"Hmmm, that's true," I muttered, thinking, until an idea suddenly popped into my head. I turned to Tatsumi with a wide grin.
"Gaaah!" Tatsumi yelped as if sensing danger. "Why are you staring at me, Okun-sama?!"
"Well… I was thinking we could use your shirt. I'll sacrifice mine too, so it's fair, right?" I said with a sheepish grin.
****
We carried the fishes back to the castle. When we arrived, Najenda and Leone were chatting in the kitchen.
"Hey! I've been waiting for you guys!" Leone said as we entered and dumped the fishes onto the floor.
"Why did you catch so many fishes?" Najenda asked, shocked.
"It's p—Okun!" Akame quickly corrected herself, pointing at me.
"It's her fault. As the supervisor, she didn't tell me how many fishes to catch," I said instantly, shifting the blame. Akame froze in surprise.
Najenda sighed and looked at Tatsumi. "How many fishes did he catch?" she asked.
"Two small fishes," Akame replied.
Najenda didn't laugh, contrary to what I expected. That calm reaction alone showed the quality of a good leader.
"You did well, Tatsumi. Since you caught the smaller ones, why don't you start cooking? Leone told me your food is amazing," Najenda said with a grin.
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