Helen hated him so much her teeth itched. She really wanted to add five more finger marks to the fatty's right cheek.
She had seen shameless people, but never someone this shameless. This damn fatty was caught in the act by herself and still had the nerve to ask if she didn't like wearing clothes! After taking a slap, with five finger marks on half of his face, he acted as if nothing had happened.
"Pah, scoundrel!" Helen spat.
The heroic image of the fatty had already completely collapsed. Now, as Helen gradually accepted a completely different image of the fatty, she didn't know how she felt inside.
Nothing good ever happened when she met the fatty. Before, on the Blue Rose, she accidentally ended up being hugged by him. Now, he had seen her completely naked again...
Just thinking about the expression on the fatty's face when he asked her in the bathroom made Helen's cheeks instantly flush—she actually stood there dumbly, letting him feast his eyes.
