Chapter 65：Squirtle Hydro Pump (R-18) (2/2)

Ben moved forward to Annabelle, visualizing what was coming next…but then he noticed she was looking to the side at a chair…

'What's she looking at?' he wondered. He became concerned when he saw her face drop…

Following her gaze, he discovered what she was staring at…

It was Ben's drawing…covered in her love juice…

”Nooo! My magnum opus…” she cried out.

Ben had a terrible prediction for what this meant. 'Nooo! My magnum dickus…'

He scrambled for a save. ”It's fine! Looks even better even! This is how they paint in Europe!”

Annabelle kept shaking her head. She didn't listen to him, instead darting over to the chair and picking up the construction paper. She stared at it with great concern as she examined the damage... Then she muttered to herself, ”I can fix this…I have the restoration tools at home. If I go now, I can salvage it!”

Ben didn't know what the right move was. He stood there frozen, still half-aroused and not in a clear state of mind. He tried to come up with ideas but they were all a jumbled mess!

Meanwhile, Annabelle already put on her coat. She held the paper close to her chest like it was her child! As she stepped towards the door, she remembered something and turned around to face Ben. ”Thank you for the artwork. Also, that was very interesting. I enjoyed your water show…”

Despite her concern over Ben's damaged ”masterpiece,” she still blushed and revealed an alluring smile when remembering the experience. ”It felt good too…but I have to go…”

She leaned in towards Ben and gave him a peck on the lips. ”I'd like to see your show again…I feel it may bring me artistic inspiration…and hopefully more…I'm going, bye.” She turned and walked out the door.

Ben was in shock... 'Why does it have to be so damn ironic? …Is this karma for the artwork? I don't understand…'

He stood there speechless for a full minute. ”No, it's my fault. I relied too much on the Squirtle Hydro Drain taking her down...Damn! I should've guessed she was a grass type!”

...

After a while, he realized something. ”Shit! I should follow her! Maybe I can go to her apartment!” He sprinted outside and even rushed down the stairwell to avoid waiting for the elevator…but she was gone. He texted her, but when she replied, she was already getting off the subway…

Ben was back in his room now, sitting on his bed, depressed. ”That damn subway is too fast. Team Rocket motherfuckers…”

He looked down and realized he could take out his frustration on someone weaker. So he yelled at his little brother. ”Why am I the one doing all the work?!? Some brother you are! Where were you? Huh?!?”

Helpless, he sighed. ”I guess it is what it is…” He looked at his floor. 'I better clean this duck pond before Fariq gets back… On the bright side, this date wasn't without a harvest.' Ben couldn't stay upset for long, because when he opened his system screen, he discovered two interesting things.

First, his skill…using it unlocked some new system details…

Second, there were achievements! Reward points! That meant more loot! For Ben, that was a mental orgasm!