8 Caught 1 (1/2)

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Name: Sofony Mendez

Official Name: Host 137 (Immoral System)

Age: 17

Pleasure Points: 766

=ATTRIBUTES (Basic Human - 10)=

Strength: 7 (10)

Stamina: 12

Intelligence: 13

Dexterity: 8 (10)

Charm: 8 (10)

Luck: 4 (10)

=SKILLS=

* Studying - C+ (B+)

* Lovemaking - E+ (D)

* Singing - F (E)

* Dancing - F-

* Acting - F+

* Cooking - C+ (B)

* House Management - C+

....

A week passed.

Sofony's stats didn't change much aside from her points growing to 766 from 324. The reason for the doubling of the figure was the numerous low-level side missions issued by the system.

After that eventful Wednesday, the system made that peeping plus recording task a daily one. The following days, she always recorded Felicity getting embraced by different people. The second day, Sofony saw the man was a freckled face one. The third day, Felicity was done by a shorty. As she recorded all of the blush-inducing scenes, she wondered if all the other people involved in the adult industry also felt air-headed like she did.

It was really strange. It made her heart and body feel strange.

The same Wednesday, she found out that the Felicity her friend Wendy was talking about was the same Felicity from the storage room. She remembered how flustered she was when Wendy introduced the person to her together with Felicity's boyfriend Floyd.

That time, she had no choice but study that Floyd well. She knew the person because he was the popular playboy of their school. She couldn't believe that the person might be her target of snatching.

'This Floyd should be the first guy I saw with her. I wonder, is he aware that his girlfriend is so unfaithful behind his back, actually engaging in that with different men at the same place and time, of different days?'

She shook her head to erase the question in her mind. The answer would be scary, that's for sure.

It was already six in the evening. She found a part-time job last week on a coffee shop five hundred steps away from their school's gate and the pay was quite nice.

”Sofie, table seven! Here!”

Her colleague passed her a tray. She wordlessly brought the ordered drinks to the said table and smiled at the person sitting there. ”Your Americano, Sir. Thanks for your waiting. Do you ----- have other orders, Sir...?”

Her voice got smaller and smaller because while speaking, she gradually recognized the person sitting in front of her... His face could not be any more familiar to her. The person did not give her a glance, he just immediately reached out to his cup and brought it near his lips. The sharp edges of his suit cladding his obviously toned body was a contrast to his refined way of drinking his coffee.

'I-I must be dreaming.'

Sofony hurriedly lowered down her face and said in a speed comparable to songs of a rapper. ”Once again thank you for your patronage. Enjoy your coffee.”

She immediately turned around and was about to run away with her head still bowed out. Unfortunately, the man already caught her arm even before she managed to take her first step.

His voice rang from behind, the cold tone made her shiver from fright.

”Sit down.”

The next scene that happened was like sorcery of how the man forced her to take a seat opposite him.

She hugged the brown tray, her hands unsteady, her face very pale. She had been like that since tens of minutes ago. The picture was akin to a pitiful rabbit before a formidable and fearsome lion. The unease of the former and the comfort of the latter created a beautiful contrast.

The man's lips curled up in amusement. He gently placed his cup of coffee on the wooden surface of the table. Then he opened his mouth to ask.

”How have you been?”

Sofony calmed herself down before she answered. ”I-I'm doing okay.” The voice was very small and soft. The system inside kept on clicking its imaginary tongue out of annoyance at its host's timidity.

”I'm glad to hear that, Baby.”