I Reject Quests

'Why? Why did he have to get strong?' Svety asked the exact same question to herself repeatedly. 'Should I ask for help from Father? I shouldn't… He might ground me.' She remembered the look on her father's face when she begged him to send her bodyguards to Rewen. 'Do I have an unhealthy obsession with Rewen? Probably. Will this fact stop me? Hell no.' Although the words she thought were crazy, her face was solemn.

She wasn't a delusional idiot who couldn't differentiate between rights and wrongs. She very well knew that she had a problem with her brain but rather than denying this, she accepted it. According to her, everybody has their own sense of justice. To her, it isn't wrong to control their partner as long as he/she loves the other person.

'I have to become proactive but the question is how? Strength? For the time being, not possible. Although I don't know the limits of his strength, he isn't less powerful than a Ranked Mage. It would take at least half a month for me to become a Ranked Mage and by that time, he would have already become stronger than he is now.

"What else? My connections? I have to visit Aunt in that case. Clearly, my family won't let me do what I want…'

"You still didn't go back?" As she was brainstorming ideas, she failed to notice the arrival of Rewen.

Svety lifted her head but remained silent. 'What is he even doing here? Why did he come here of all places?'

Both of them stared at each other in silence until Rewen finally moved a step forward. Svety's eyes flinched by the sudden movement, taking a step back subconsciously. With every step he took, her heartbeat increased. She kept moving backward until she came to a halt by car. 'What is he going to do? No! He loves me… I made sure of this a million times. He can't abuse me. Even if he did change, his feelings for me are too deep-rooted.' This doubt didn't take seconds to turn into a panic when she saw the unfeeling eyes of the crimson-haired young man.

Rewen's footsteps came to a stop when he came close enough and raised his right hand. Seeing the hand raised, Svety involuntarily closed her eyes. A second later, she felt a sharp pain on her cheek. 'He didn't slap.' She felt the area where she felt pain with her hand and saw some blood on it. 'Huh? What's this blood?' Then she recalled the scene of Rewen shattering the car's window.

Straightening her posture, she took a proper look at the young man's face.

Rewen wryly smiled. "Sorry." What Rewen hates about himself the most is that sometimes, he gets too caught up in the moment and fails to keep a cool head. 'How melodramatic.'

Rewen's single word rang like thunderclaps to her brain but showed no signs of complacency. Sighing, she asked. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm catching criminals." Rewen honestly replied.

"That's news," Svety replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Mhm. What about you? What are you doing here? If you have followed me enough, please return."

"What about you?"

"I have some more criminals to catch."

"Then I'll stay here. You can catch criminals while I'll keep them in check."

Rewen closed his eyes, appearing to be deep thoughts. "Fine, but you have to listen to every single word I say."

Svety readily nodded, a smile appearing on her face. "Alright, what will you do now?"

"Go sit in the car, I'll drive."

"Why do you suddenly want to drive?" Svety aked, sitting on the front seat. As far as she was concerned, Rewen was the kind of guy who rarely drives preferring walking over driving.

"I haven't felt this baby for a long time." Rewen followed Svety sitting in the driver's seat and started driving.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

A few minutes later, a weird question was brought up by Svety.

"What is your ideal female body type? You know, are you a b*obs-man or an ass-man?"

"Don't care. As long as it's a female and has three holes." He answered crudely.

"Spoken like a true loser virgin."

"Except that I'm not."

"You've changed, Rewen."

"For the better."

For the entire journey, she kept asking him questions ranging from basic questions like 'favorite color' to obscure questions like whether he has a scat fetish or not. He figured out soon that she was checking how much he has changed. He didn't mind and answered the questions truthfully.

[A/N: And no, neither he nor the 'previous' Rewen had a scat fetish.]

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"What is your favorite boxer brand?"

"Uh, we've arrived."

Svety who was too engrossed in asking questions one after another looked at her surroundings and suddenly found the place very familiar. "Isn't this the wild Restricted Area? Why are we here?"

"It's about time I make full use of you." Parking the car in the parking lot, he loosened his seat belts and got off the car.

The area wasn't crowded. Despite the fact that the cloud was gloomy, the place was nothing short of lukewarm sunlight. Rewen enjoyed the feeling. It reminded him of his village. A large gate was placed with the words – 'AREA 51' hanging above the gate. Behind the gate were tall trees with only a single road. There were no signs of urban settlement. 'All green. Hopefully, my kindergarten level deduction technique would work.'

He dragged the confused Svety near the gate.

"Show me your IDs." As they approached, a guard asked them politely.

Rewen tapped on Svety's shoulder. "Show him your ID." Svety, at this moment, understood everything. This was a restricted area. If any random Joe could enter, this wouldn't be called so. 'He played me?' Anger rushed to her head. "F-"

"Show. Him. Your. ID." Rewen repeated, his tone containing an unknown force.

Svety took out her ID and showed the guard her ID remaining muted all the way.

The guard realized that there was something going on but didn't want to pry. "What is your relationship with him?"

Svety didn't answer making the guard look awkward. The guard turned to Rewen hoping for an answer.

Rewen smiled. "She's my girlfriend, for better or for worse."

Svety showed no reaction or emotion. After the gate opened, she followed Rewen.

"Have you come here before?"

"I did."

"Which is the tribe with the largest members and where is it?"

"Give me the map." Before entering the area, the guard gave Rewen a map. There is no wi-fi in the area making him unable to use 'Location'. He could only rely on the scribbled drawi-, urgh, map.

"Jon Tribe in the East."

"Where is the East? I mean, how do I go east? Do I directly go through the forests or are there roads?"

"Of course, there are roads. Are you an idiot?"

Rewen scratched his head with a troubled expression. In his village, there was only a single road connected to the nearest town. As for going to the other towns near his village, villagers can only go through the dense forests.

"How much would it take to reach?"

"At the current pace, four hours."

"FOURF*CKINGHOURS!?" It's currently noon. He can't afford to lose this much time. He was already in a dire state and the busy schedule he had made for himself would fall apart.

Hearing her reply, Svety sneered. "What else? Did you think this was your grandma's garden where you can play around? This is a restricted area. Area 51 is particularly large."

Rewen sighed after calming down, then glanced at her. "This would be the last time I would say this. Go back. If you are still persistent, let me warn you that there's no turning back. What do you want to do?"

"I won't go back."

"Very well. Jump on my back." He bent his knees a bit.

Svety's eyebrows furrowed, understanding what he was trying to do. Musing for a few seconds, she decided to do what he said.

"Hold my back tight and keep your face behind my back."

"Uh, oka-" – Famous Last Words.