Comic strip: Survival on a deserted island, surrounded by heroines

early morning.

She groggily opened her eyes and then subconsciously glanced in the direction of where she had been last night.

Kasumigaoka Utaha has woken up and is squatting at the entrance of the shelter, washing her face with stream water. Her long black hair is over her shoulders, revealing a section of her fair neck.

The morning light fell on her slightly flushed cheeks, making her look refreshed and showing no signs of staying up late.

Meanwhile, Aoyama sat by the fire, working with a knife on a black bear skin, his movements steady and focused.

The scenes from last night flooded back into Izumi Sagiri's mind like a tidal wave.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she quickly looked away, pretending that she was still sleepy and not fully awake.

"Sage, are you awake?" Aoyama asked without looking up.

"...Mmm." Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's hum, and she buried her face in her coat.

"There's also bear meat soup in the pot; you can heat it up and drink it."

"....yes."

Izumi Sagiri slowly climbed up from the straw mat, keeping her head down the whole time and avoiding looking in the direction of Aoyama.

She picked up the pot of soup from the fire and placed it on a rack to keep it warm. Then she squatted down beside the fire, gently stirring the soup with a spoon, her eyes fixed on the bubbling noodles, as if she could see some kind of pattern in them.

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked back from the cave entrance, squatted down beside her, and curiously touched her forehead: "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Izumi Sagiri explained, "No...no!"

"I'm just... a little hot after waking up!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised an eyebrow, her gaze lingering on Kasumigaoka's flushed ears for half a second. Without saying anything, she got up and sat down next to Aoyama.

As long as it's not a cold, it's fine, since that kind of feeling isn't pleasant.

Izumi Sagiri stared at the soup in the pot, her heart pounding rapidly.

She didn't know if Sister Shiyu had discovered anything, nor did she know if her reaction just now had given her away.

Kasumigaoka Utaha handed Aoyama a bowl of hot soup and asked, "Aoyama-kun, what are your plans for today?"

After finishing his drink, Qingshan stood up and stretched his shoulders: "Let's go take a look at that clearing in the woods from yesterday."

Aoyama shouldered his composite bow and quiver, slung a machete at his waist, and retrieved a woven rattan bow from the cave.

Remembering something, he took two steps, then stopped and looked back at Izumi Sagiri:

“Shawu, you helped with the smoking at the shelter today. I’ll take you out in a couple of days.”

"I'll have to ask you to draw the map then."

"...yes!"

Izumi Sagiri's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, her gaze following Aoyama's figure as it disappeared into the morning light at the cave entrance.

She didn't look away until the bushes had fallen still again.

"I'm so glad I could help..."

After regaining her senses, Izumi Sagiri's gaze kept drifting towards Kasumigaoka Utaha.

At this moment, Kasumigaoka Utaha was leaning against the stone wall, slowly sipping hot soup. Her posture was relaxed and languid, with a faint smile playing on her lips, as if she were thinking about something pleasant.

"No matter how you look at it, it can't possibly be that intense, right?"

Izumi Sagiri, who already had a rich imagination, soon started daydreaming again.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head and glanced at her.

Izumi Sagiri quickly lowered her head and focused on stirring the soup in the pot, her long, silvery-white hair falling down to cover half of her face.

"I feel like there's something strange about Sagiri's eyes... Is it just my imagination?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha said calmly, "Sagiri."

"....what?"

"Did you...not sleep well last night?"

Izumi Sagiri's hand jerked violently, and the spoon almost fell into the pot.

She tried her best to keep her voice steady: "...It's fine."

"Ah That's good."

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down her empty bowl, stood up, stretched, and displayed her alluring mature body to the fullest.

"I'll go check on the dried meat on the smoked meat rack. You can drink slowly."

"...Um."

Watching Kasumigaoka Utaha's retreating figure as she walked towards the cave entrance, Izumi Sagiri clutched her chest and let out a long sigh.

She looked down at the still steaming bear meat soup in the pot, her mind a complete mess, but the heat on her cheeks showed no signs of abating.

"It shouldn't happen again tonight..."

......

in the forest.

Qingshan trudged through the dew-covered grass, searching the area near the forest clearing where the dragonfly had been spotted the day before.

He slowed his pace, his gaze constantly sweeping over the bushes overhead and below.

As he passed a low-lying pond, three or four dragonflies were hovering above the plants.

He didn't rush to make a move. He first observed the dragonfly's flight path and then slowly approached.

His movements were extremely light, his footsteps were silent, and even his breathing was adjusted to the lowest possible level.

About five steps from the pond, he suddenly swung the wooden stick in his hand.

"Snapped--!"

A dragonfly landed with a thud, tumbled a few times in the air, and fell into the grass.

Aoyama walked over, picked it up, and put it into Fujiwara Y. The other two were startled and flew away, but after circling once, they landed back in their original positions.

He walked around, stopping frequently, searching everywhere, and in less than twenty minutes he had caught seven dragonflies.

"Including the three from yesterday, we're still thirty short."

He continued deeper into the forest, discovering several small ponds and wetlands along the way, and caught the scattered dragonflies one by one.

Around noon, he squatted at the edge of a wide swamp and counted his friend Y's dragonflies.

Exactly forty, no more, no less.

"That's just enough."

Aoyama sat down on the grass by the swamp, took out dragonflies one by one from his friend Y, cleaned them, removed the wings and hard shells, and then put them in his mouth to chew slowly.

"Chicken flavor..."

Dragonfly meat isn't plentiful, but it has a savory flavor similar to dried shrimp. It's slightly crunchy when chewed and doesn't have any bitter or unpleasant taste.

As he ate, he kept an eye on the constantly changing numbers on the virtual panel.

[The thirty-sixth]

[The thirty-seventh]

[The thirty-eighth]

As the thirty-ninth dragonfly swallowed the green hills, he felt an extremely subtle warmth emanating from the depths of his eyeballs.

The feeling was like someone was applying a warm towel to the eye sockets, slowly and continuously penetrating into every corner of the retina and optic nerve.

His perspective began to change.

The view that was originally focused on only one angle in front of me was suddenly opened up by some invisible hand, and the surrounding scenery rushed into my field of vision with a clarity I had never experienced before.

He tried moving his eyes left and right and found that he could see a range of nearly 200 degrees without turning his head. The peripheral vision range of the corners of his eyes was expanded to almost the limit!

You can even notice at the same time the birds still in the treetops in front, the beetles slowly crawling in the grass on the left, and the fleeting shadows of fish swimming by the stream to the right and behind.

"Observing in all directions simultaneously is no different from cheating."

"Dragonfly is indeed a veteran!"

A look of delight appeared on Qingshan's face, and then he put the last dragonfly into his mouth.

[Feeding Log: Dragonflies x40]

Current progress: 40/40 (Completed)

[Ability Unlocked: All-Seeing (Dragonfly)]

【Effect: The field of view is expanded to nearly 200, and the eye movement is more accurate, allowing you to capture multiple movements.】

Dynamic visual resolution has been significantly improved, resulting in a marked enhancement in the ability to track fast-moving objects.

"Hahaha...this is...omniscience!!"

As these words appeared on the panel, Aoyama was gazing at a leaf swaying in the wind in the distance.

He could clearly capture every angle change of the leaf as it fluttered in the air, and even predict the direction and magnitude of its next gust of wind!

"This is the apex predator of the food chain!"

Aoyama stood up, drew his composite bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed at a wild fruit about fifty meters away.

As he drew the bow and released the string, he could see the arrow's fletching leave a tiny trail in the air, the tip piercing precisely through the center of the wild fruit and pinning it to the tree trunk behind it!

"...This field of view is no different from opening the full map."

"If I add Hawkeye to the mix, I can blow someone's head off from thousands of meters away!"

He put away his composite bow with satisfaction and was about to continue walking when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two green frogs sitting on reed leaves, seemingly lost in thought, on the surface of the water at the edge of the swamp.

"I almost forgot about them."

As he bent down and approached, the two frogs were caught in his hand before they even had a chance to jump up.

He prepared the frogs, skewered them on tree branches, built a small fire to roast them, and then ate them one by one.

[Feeding Log: Frog x5]

Current progress: 5/10

[Effect Preview: Jumping (Frog) - Requires continued consumption of similar ingredients to complete activation.]

"Five more are needed."

Aoyama stomped out the fire and continued searching along the edge of the swamp.

He quickly caught three more in the reeds, and when he returned to the shore, he saw two more.

After gathering ten, he prepared them all, roasted them, and ate them.

At the same time, the panel reappeared.

[Feeding Log: Frog x10]

Current progress: 10/10 (Completed)

[Ability Unlocked: Jump (Frog)]

[Effect: Lower limb explosive power is enhanced, vertical jump height is increased, and horizontal jump distance is increased to 4 times.]

The landing cushioning mechanism has been optimized to effectively absorb impact force when falling from a height.

"Tch, it's a shame he doesn't go high jump."

Aoyama tried jumping lightly in place.

The height that would normally require a running start to jump to was now easily reached with a casual leap, allowing him to touch the horizontal branch extending from above his head.

When he landed back on the ground, he was as light as a cat, almost without making a sound.

Aoyama looked at his hands and then moved his legs a little, a satisfied look on his face.

Name: Qingshan

[Unlocked Abilities: Strongman, Environmental Adaptation, Wound Regeneration, All Vision, Jump]

He stood in the sunlight by the swamp, staring at the virtual panel, and muttered to himself, "Strongman, Environmental Adaptation, External Injury Regeneration, All-Seeing, Jumping... five abilities."