PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

Desmond didn′t think the girl’s mood was strange, from what he had seen Mei’s life wasn′t easy, Desmond knew that the path to strength was full of difficulties and Mei certainly had to go through many of them to reach their strength and even with this being the case, Mei’s life didn’t seem to be going very well.

At least from what Desmond observed so far, it seemed that despite her position as a central disciple, Mei was being alienated by the sect, Desmond could only guess that this was related to the reason why they even sent assassins after her, but he didn’t have any proof.

Whatever the case, Mei seemed very happy to have someone to share a conversation with, of course, Desmond would never despise the opportunity to interact with such a beautiful and pleasant woman.

Not to mention that he also knew a little about what it was like to feel lonely, one had to know that for the past five years Desmond had spent more time worrying about taking care of Claire than in anything else, this led him to have few if not that no real social relationships and even the few he did have were left behind when Desmond moved out.

On the way to the area where the rooms were located, Desmond remembered something he heard recently so he couldn’t help but consult with Mei.

“They mentioned it before, but are my clothes strange?”

Mei looked at him for a second and answered sincerely: “Not only your clothes, your face too ... how to say, you also look like someone foreign and even your black hair is not completely straight like local people”

“Even the hair?” Desmond said as he ran his hands through his hair, the truth is that Desmond was not a very vain person but he still liked his slightly curly black hair.

.....

Mei on the other hand, although she didn′t say anything, she had to admit that Desmond’s hair, although strange was quite beautiful, in the same way, Desmond’s features were not entirely familiar to her, but they were certainly attractive.

“Oh, here is your room, I don’t usually have guests so the room will be a little neglected I hope you don’t mind” Mei pointed out, realizing that they had arrived.

“Don’t worry, in any case, I’m supposed to be your servant; remember?” Desmond replied playfully, bowing like a butler.

It’s just that Desmond forgot the cultural difference between him and Mei, Mei who didn’t recognize Desmond’s gesture just looked at him with a blank expression.

Too uncomfortable by Mei’s blank expression, Desmond decided to change the subject: “So, would you have some clothes to lend me? I don’t want to stand out.”

Mei without thinking too much said: “Sure I have enough training robes, I can lend you some”

Desmond gave Mei a strange look in response to her offer so the girl couldn’t help but ask, “Is something wrong?”

Seeing the complete lack of understanding on Mei’s face, Desmond couldn’t help but comment as he pointed to his own chest: “Nothing, I guess I’ll just have to adjust the bust part”

Seeing Desmond’s gesture and her own abundant chest, Mei’s face flushed completely with shame, it seemed that the girl was not used to being treated like a woman or being so direct with her; in any case, the girl ran out of the place faster than the wind.

And for the second time today, Desmond thought that the girl was quite Tsundere or at least she was very shy, with that thought Desmond began to clean the room, placing the only backpack he carried with him in a corner of the room.

It had been only two or three minutes while Desmond was cleaning the accumulated dust in the room when Mei appeared again at the door with what looked like a set of robes very similar to the one she was wearing now.

“Here, try them on,” she said with a very slight shyness in her voice.

Desmond found Mei’s current expression quite adorable, but he kept it to himself as the girl seemed to have very little tolerance for such comments.

Without much thought or perhaps because he was used to such an attitude, Desmond simply started undressing with Mei still in the room.

Mei having no idea of ??Desmond’s intentions was distracted by the beautiful black armor under Desmond’s cloak, the armor did not look luxurious in any way, but its construction and design were far from simple; they also gave Desmond a rather intimidating presence.

Of course, Mei’s distraction was short-lived because it didn’t take long for Desmond to start taking off his armor, not knowing how to react, Mei just stood there while Desmond also took off the simple shirt that he was wearing under the armor.

It was not the first time that Mei looked at the torso of a naked man as it was a fairly common sight in the martial training ground to the east of the sect, but for some reason, this felt different to her.

Maybe it was because this was happening in a much more intimate place like her home or because her impression of Desmond was much more positive compared to those people on the training ground, but Mei felt incredibly shy right now.

So much was Mei’s shyness that she stood there watching not knowing what to do while Desmond changed his clothes, but even in her confused state, she was still impressed by Desmond’s body under his clothes.

Looking at the well-defined and perfectly balanced muscles on Desmond’s torso and back, Mei’s heartbeat sped up slightly and her blush filled her pretty little face.

Desmond of course noticed this, but he was too lazy to say anything about it, in her daze Mei couldn’t help but notice something and mutter it subconsciously: “You have no scars.”