Chapter 301: A true worshipper (2/2)
Watching this, it was like Darryl's world was spinning in all directions…
He didn't know how things could get any worse, until a moment later…when he saw the man shift from her neck to kissing her lips, before pulling back and exposing his face. That moment--was when Darryl's world shattered completely!
Because this person, this miscreant who was defiling the love of his life...was also his worst enemy! The man who humiliated him only minutes ago! For f*ck's sake, it was Ben! Ben the bastard!
That is to say, this was the battle of the bastards!
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Darryl wanted to shout but he couldn't speak the words, only managing to release spittle that dripped down onto his jacket.
Like That was going to help.
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Instead, the only thing he did was reach out his hand to Stacy on the opposite side of the room, as he mumbled a few words of simp sorcery… ”Muh…queen!”
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Yet, on this occasion, Ben and Stacy heard him and turned their heads, peering through the dim light to recognize Darryl's firetruck hair. As such, Ben realized who was interrupting them and sneered.”Take it easy, Ser Jorah Mormont of House Friendzone.”
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The girl also chuckled, ignoring the redhead as she turned back to Ben. ”You'll call me about taking my photos, right?”
He nodded. ”Of course.”
Then, she whispered into his ear. ”I'll be waiting. But I have to go. I don't wanna offend my best customer too much. It's good to leave them wanting to see more.” So after giving Ben a kiss goodbye, she walked out, past a frozen Darryl who still hadn't recovered from the second-hand ass squeeze.
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However, as her footsteps began fading into the distance, he ran out of the room and shouted. ”Can't I take you to dinner?!?”
Stacy didn't even bother glancing back. ”Sorry. Gotta go! We'll chat online!”
Meanwhile, stepping out from behind Darryl, Ben shook his head at the behavior of this redhead and other guys like him. He found it pitiful. After all, every girl these guys paid to show them photos and chat with them, was giving it to some guy with game for free. That was the reality of the world. Only now, Ben had developed himself enough that he was on the winning side of it.
Earlier, when he left the Photography Club's room, it was because he noticed Stacy exiting. So after following her, he used a divine line and opened her with success. He also turned on his new title, experiencing the effects for the first time.
[Straight A'ss Student(rare): When speaking with members of your university, social status +1]
Since Stacy was a fellow student, the title worked on her, which when combined with the fact he just won a Photography Competition she was a competing model in, raised his temporary value in her eyes. As a result, Ben did well with her, until this doofus walked in…
Yet, Ben didn't mind too much. In fact, he preferred it this way. After all, there was no shortage of women in his life. However, faces to slap were a seasonal resource…
On that note, Ben looked to the side, noticing Darryl had slipped back into his zombie state, leaning against the wall, sliding onto the ground, because he understood he'd blown his chance.
Seeing him so miserable, Ben started to feel bad for him. As a result, he approached the redhead, bent down to look at him, and decided to help Darryl out. ”How much would you pay for me to take a private video of her? You down to go full cuck?”
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The redhead winced. 'Never go full cuck…never!'
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It was a promise he'd made to himself, but if he had no other choice… 'No!'
He had to fight free of this evil idea! Yet, his body was still out of his control, since his balls had been obliterated into cosmic dust...
Due to that, when he tried to escape from Ben, he only managed to crawl away…
Still, what did it matter? The love of his life had left... What did he need legs for if it wasn't doing errands for her?
Watching, Ben sighed. 'Did I push too hard?' He felt even worse now. He tried to help the guy, but it ended up paralyzing him.
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However, Ben wasn't a person without sympathy, and he could see Darryl was suffering. So, he decided to cheer him up, having come up with the perfect method.