"Dling," a message came into Dylan's smartphone. He immediately saw the bank notification and that the reward money had been deposited into his account. He smiled, then put his smartphone away.
After arriving at the elementary school and walking inside, a teacher escorted Dylan into the infirmary. Inside, Fiona was sitting next to a bed and Iris was lying flat on the bed, breathing heavily from a fever, clutching her stomach tightly. Dylan immediately went over to Iris and placed a hand on her head.
"Iris, it's me," Dylan said.
Iris opened her eyes and turned to see Dylan, who was standing next to Fiona, touching her forehead.
"Big Brother Dylan?" Iris asked slowly.
"How do you feel? Where does it hurt?" Dylan asked.
"My tummy hurts, big brother, but it's better now," Iris replied softly.
"Ron gave her a cake, big brother, and then suddenly she got sick," Fiona added.
"Oh, I see," Dylan said.
Dylan stood up, then turned to look at the school nurse, who was dressed like a regular nurse, standing in front of the bed.
"What's wrong with her, ma'am?" Dylan asked.
"She has food poisoning. The cake she ate seems to have been spoiled or expired. I've given her oral rehydration for treatment. I also asked Ron, who gave her the cake, and he apologized because he didn't know the cake was expired," the nurse replied.
"Oh, okay, but Iris is going to be alright, right, ma'am?" Dylan asked.
"She'll be fine, but it's best to take her home to rest. If she's still in pain, she should be taken straight to the hospital," the nurse answered.
"Alright, ma'am," (turning to look at Fiona and then at Iris) "Let's go home," Dylan invited, smiling.
"Yes, big brother," said Fiona and Iris weakly.
Suddenly, "sreeeg," the door slid open. Dylan turned and his eyes widened to see Lena and Amy, panting and sweating, opening the door. Both immediately came in and walked toward Dylan, Fiona, and Iris.
"What... why are you two here?" Dylan asked, confused.
"I was worried, you know," Amy said breathlessly.
"Me too," Lena added, panting.
They immediately checked Iris's condition, while the nurse, whose name was Monica, watched the two girls who had just entered, especially their stomachs. Then, suddenly,
"Are you girls pregnant?" the nurse asked casually.
Dylan, Lena, and Amy turned to look at the nurse, Monica. All three of their faces suddenly went pale and tense.
"H-how did you know, ma'am?" Lena asked.
"Your bellies don't look like typical teenagers. About a month or so, right?" asked Monica, who seemed to be an experienced nurse as well as the school's health teacher.
Lena and Amy didn't answer, but they nodded in reply. Monica just smiled because she saw the uniform they were wearing.
"Graduation is in another month, right? I know you're 12th graders from your ties and uniforms. It's okay to be pregnant now," she said casually.
"Y-yes, ma'am," Amy and Lena replied in unison.
"Excuse me, ma'am, I'll take Iris and Fiona home now," Dylan said.
"Oh, alright. I'll let their homeroom teacher know," Monica replied.
"Thank you, ma'am," Dylan replied.
"For the two of you, don't run around or get too excited. Your pregnancies are still young and vulnerable. Please start taking care of yourselves and get checked by an obstetrician to get medication to strengthen the pregnancy, understood?" Monica said to Amy and Lena.
"Y-yes, ma'am, thank you," both replied with red faces.
After that, Dylan carried Iris, and Amy and Lena helped carry her bag and hold Fiona's hand. Dylan called an online taxi so they could get home quickly without having to walk, even though the distance between the elementary school and the house wasn't too far.
***
A short while later, they arrived home. Dylan immediately took Iris to her room to rest. Iris's condition was already better; she no longer had a stomachache, only a fever remained. Dylan brought Fiona, Amy, and Lena to the living room.
Dylan immediately informed Aaron, Ellie, and Maya using the family group chat to tell them what had happened, with help from Amy and Lena. Ellie and Maya also said they told their teachers that Dylan, Amy, and Lena left because of an emergency family matter. Aaron also replied that he was relieved and would come straight home later.
"Amy, Lena, you two rest with Fiona, too. You're pregnant, so don't get too tired," Dylan said, turning to look at them.
"Yeah, don't worry," Amy replied.
"Yup, relax. You rest too," Lena added.
"I want to go to sleep too, big brother, to keep Iris company," Fiona said, standing up.
"Oh, go ahead then," Dylan replied.
Fiona ran into the room after saying goodbye. Then, "tok...tok," the front door was suddenly knocked on. Dylan turned and stood up, ready to open it.
[Sir, don't rush to open it.]
"What is it?" Dylan asked in his head, walking slowly.
[Two people behind the door have been following us since we were at the elementary school. They seem to be targeting Lena, one of your wives.]
"Hmm... is that so," Dylan muttered.
[Please use your "1000 Face" skill and change into Lena.]
Dylan, who had already left the living room, glanced back for a moment. Then he rubbed his face to use the "1000 Face" skill. Suddenly, he changed into Lena, still wearing her school uniform. "Bwuuung," a screen appeared.
[Countdown : 00:59:22]
"Klek," Dylan, in the form of Lena, opened the door. Behind the door were two rough-looking men, wearing black jackets with rolled-up sleeves showing tattoos on their arms. As soon as they saw Lena open the door, both men smiled viciously. Suddenly, "yank," they grabbed Dylan's arm and pulled him out, leading him to a black luxury sedan parked in front of the gate.
They opened the door and pushed Dylan inside. Dylan saw a fat man, maybe around 40 years old, wearing many gem rings, with a wide face and a lecherous expression. He immediately smiled when he saw Dylan, disguised as Lena, and undressed Lena with his gaze, staring at the most important parts of Lena's body.
"Now you can't run away anymore. You have to marry me because you are the collateral for your parents' debt, understood?" the man asked.
Dylan, who didn't know who the man was, immediately used his "Pickpocket" skill and took his wallet. Then he opened it casually in front of the man, making the man confused and check his wallet. The man's name is Jacob,
"Oh ... so Dad and Mom owe you, huh? Wow, why didn't they tell me? If it's with you, I'm more than willing to marry you," Dylan, disguised as Lena, said, moving closer and pressing his body against Jacob and returning the wallet.
"Wow, you actually understand. Since you're willing to be my wife, your mom and dad's debt is paid off. But you have to prove that you want to be my wife, you know," Jacob said, putting his arm around Dylan, who was disguised as Lena.
"Then please take care of the paperwork first, babe. If you don't have it, I don't want to marry you," Lena, who was actually Dylan, said, giving Jacob a kiss on the cheek. "Damn, this is so disgusting. What kind of cologne is he's wearing ? It smells awful," Dylan muttered in his head.
"Ah, you... I brought the papers. But we'll sign them at the hotel, okay?" Jacob replied.
"Deal, babe," Lena, who was actually Dylan, said, continuing to lean on him.
The car drove towards the hotel. Dylan, disguised as Lena, tried to push Jacob's hands away from touching his body, saying, "I'm shy, let's wait until after we arrive at the hotel."
[You seem to be enjoying it, sir.]
"Shut up! This is because of the 'Smooth Talker' skill... damn it," Dylan said in his head.
Since Jacob seemed impatient at the sight of the "sexy" Lena, he immediately asked his driver to go to his uncle's hotel, which was not far from the school—the hotel where Dylan had woken up and the one where Lena and the others had taken Dylan. Once in the room:
"Come on, darling," Jacob said, impatient, and something was clearly bulging from his pants.
"Hold on, not yet! The papers first, babe. After that, I'll give you everything, and then we'll register our marriage. Come on, darling, I can't wait either," Lena flirted, opening her button.
"Ah, alright, just a moment,"
Jacob pulled a Manila folder from inside his jacket. He immediately put it on the table, opened it, and signed the debt repayment letter, which turned out to be for $52,400, including interest. After that, he gave the folder to Lena, who opened her school shirt to reveal her chest, which made Jacob even more eager, and she put the folder inside. "Grep," Jacob immediately lunged at Lena. Of course, Lena tried to push him away.
"Not yet, babe. I just got home from school. Let me shower first, okay? But I don't want to shower together; I'm shy," Lena pretended.
"Ugh... you can shower later. It's the same thing," Jacob said, hugging Lena's waist.
"Ah, no way! I won't feel confident if I don't shower first," Lena replied seductively.
Finally, Lena stood on her toes and kissed Jacob right on the lips, making Jacob even more entranced. After that, Lena pushed Jacob onto the bed.
"Okay, I'm going to shower first, just a moment. Wait here, don't go anywhere," Lena said, unbuttoning her shirt again.
"Alright, but hurry up," Jacob replied.
Lena, who was actually Dylan, walked into the bathroom and went inside without closing the door completely because he knew Jacob would definitely follow him. Dylan's guess was right. Jacob followed, but when he opened the bathroom door, Jacob's eyes widened because Lena wasn't inside. He immediately opened the room door and looked at the two guards standing outside.
"Hey! Where did that girl go?" Jacob asked.
"Huh... wasn't she in the room with you, boss?" one guard asked, confused.
"She's not in the bathroom! She escaped! Search for her fast!" Jacob screamed.
"Y-yes, boss," the guard replied.
Meanwhile, inside the bathroom, Dylan, who had returned to his original form and vanished, with the debt repayment papers tucked inside his uniform, was sitting casually next to the bathtub, wiping his mouth with a disgusted expression.
"Luckily, that idiot was too horny for Lena, so he was easy to trick. But still... ugh... disgusting... that was my first kiss... ah... with another guy... ugh... makes me sick," Dylan said in his head.
[Your first kiss was with your four wives at the hotel. Besides, it's natural for him to be lustful, as any man would be lustful for your wife, except you.]
"Shut up! I'm not gay," Dylan replied in his head.