6 A Weird Interest 1 (2/2)

'...I don't care about that. I won't do that again!'

<System: Oh? Second, there will be punishments if you reject a mission or not complete a mission. For example, if I task you to wake up with a man next time, you may refuse like last time but you won't get away with it without losing perhaps thousands or hundreds of points, or at worst, a body part. Hehe.>

Fear gripped her heart as she read the last part.

<System: Scared? Hehe, I would be randomly assigning missions to you, but don't worry. I won't ask you to always sleep with someone.>

'That's hardly reassuring.'

<System: Tch. Stop kidding me. I remember how slutty you are when you get fucked by Young Master Gio. You didn't even prohibit him from cumming inside you.>

Anger welled up from within but when she reflected that she really didn't stop the guy from exploding within her, her face lost color and she's now as pale as a white paper. Panicked consumed her body system as she fidgeted on her seat.

<System: Hahahaha. You only realized?>

'...I beg you, don't scare me anymore.'

However, inside her mind, the immoral system was still heartily laughing.

....

”Who's the one who arrived with Miss Wendy?” asked a tall and lean student who was above average in terms of looks.

The young man was acting like a boss of a small gang of boys. One boy next to him mouthed, ”She's the nerd who's always next to Goddess Wendy. Her name is Sofony Mendez, from the same class.”

He lifted up his left arm adorned with an expensive watch and smoothed out his gelled hair. Name was Floyd Cruz, one of the popular students of the school. His family was very rich and influential and that's being reflected by his unusually refined bearing. It's just unfortunate that his eyes always had tinged of red. He's a known playboy even though he's never the most handsome guy in the school.

Floyd's eyes were pinned to the quiet girl sitting a few tables away from theirs. When directly paired up with Wendy, it's a puzzle how she remained unknown when in fact she's actually a looker. A while ago, Wendy's brilliance didn't manage to eclipse Sofony's.

”She's always wearing eyeglasses before. For some reason, she doesn't have them with her today.”

”That girl used to be like air, not very noticeable probably because she's not eye-catching enough with her glasses on.”

”No no. I think the reason is because today, she's not as gloomy.”

Floyd stared at his good friends. ”You sure know the girl a lot, huh. What else?”

The freckled face guy next to him laughed. He was the first to cater to his boss' thirst of knowledge.

”Nothing much. She's a nerd so she's smart, always ranking 9th or 10th every semester for the whole grade. That's it.”

The most handsome of their bunch suddenly spoke, ”Boss, are you planning to hit on her? How about Miss Felicity?”

”Oh? What about her, Chris boy?” Floyd returned the question to his most hated underling. The guy was not really a welcomed folk within their gang.

”She's your girlfriend, right?” The expression of the young man called Chris was not that good. He didn't like it when Floyd, their nominal boss, acted like all girls should be played around.

Seven, the freckled guy, answered for his boss. ”What of it?! Our boss is mighty. It's totally okay to have one official girlfriend and many other flings! As underlings, we must strive to be like him!”

As everyone else in the group laughed, Chris raised a brow and threw a stare at the quiet and pure looking girl who continued to sit on her chosen spot.

'Did she hear us? She looks so pale, probably scared by our nasty group.'

Then Chris thought of his wealthy childhood friend Felicity and bitterly wondered. 'What kind of group is this? Felicity, how are you tolerating this bastard as his girlfriend?'