"Tap," Dylan dropped from the top of the tree, landing behind a bush. The hologram screen with the time countdown disappeared. He then saw three muscular, bald men wearing black vests with a skull emblem on the back and black bracelets. Three Harley motorcycles were parked nearby. In between them lay a girl, who looked like an office worker, passed out.
Dylan disappeared, then "krosak," he walked out of the bushes. The three men turned to look behind them.
"Huh... did you guys hear something?" asked one of the men who had already started unzipping his pants.
"Nah, there's nothing there," replied the man next to him, who was also starting to unzip his pants.
"Come on, hurry up! I can't wait for my turn," added the third man, who already had his pants down.
Dylan stood behind the three of them. As the first man was about to make his move, Dylan immediately rubbed his face, using his "1000 Face" skill.
[Countdown 00:59:00]
"Tap," Dylan materialized, putting his arm around one of the men. The startled man slowly turned his head. "Baaaaaa," it turned out the person hugging him was a zombie who looked like he'd just been hit by a truck and whose arm was barely attached. The man's face instantly went deathly pale; his mouth hung open and trembled.
"DE... DEMON!" he screamed after forcing out the words.
The man next to him and the man who was busy undressing the girl turned around. "gusrak," they immediately fell backward onto the ground, scrambling backward and screaming.
"Gh-ghost!"
One man, who had been busy stripping the girl, screamed while pulling out a gun. But "tap," with his "Flash Step" skill, Dylan was suddenly standing in front of the man. "kretek," he caught the man's arm and twisted it until the gun dropped to the ground and the man's arm broke.
"Aaaaaaah... p-please... run!"
One man immediately got on his motorcycle and sped off, abandoning his two friends. Dylan turned to look at the man he had hugged earlier. The man had already fainted, his wet underwear still dripping, his eyes rolled back, foam coming from his mouth, and he was standing with his pants halfway down.
"Wow... you call yourself a thug, but you faint like that," Dylan muttered in his head.
Then Dylan squatted down and looked at the man who was on the ground clutching his arm. "D-don't... p-please," the man also fainted, with foam around his mouth and holding his broken arm.
After that, Dylan took the girl's bag, grabbed a pen, and tore a sheet of paper from her agenda. He wrote a message, then picked up the girl and immediately shot away using his "Flash Step" skill to take her to the police station. While running, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and "kyaaaaaaaaa," she saw herself being carried by a zombie and immediately fainted again.
"Hmmm... she fainted again. Oh well," Dylan said.
[How is she not going to faint? She opened her eyes and saw a zombie carrying her.]
"That's true. Come on, CATS... hurry up, this is auto mode, right?" Dylan said.
[Okay, sir.]
They arrived at the police station. Dylan stepped inside, and all the police officers shouted, aiming their pistols at Dylan. Slowly, Dylan lowered the girl to the floor, then vanished and exited, leaving all the police confused and trembling.
A middle-aged officer who looked like a senior member of the force approached. He looked at the girl and then noticed a note tucked into her blazer. He took it and read it, his eyes immediately widening. He turned to look at the other officers.
"Hey! Hurry to the park nearby! Arrest the two gang members who tried to rape this girl, and someone, bring this girl inside," the officer shouted.
"Yes, sir!" the other officers yelled back.
After the police officers left, the middle-aged officer looked at the paper one more time. There was a small cat head symbol below the writing.
"Phantom Cat... an urban legend from decades ago when I was a kid, now it's back again," he said in his head, smiling.
***
"Cklung," Dylan entered the convenience store, and the bell rang. "Welcome," a male cashier greeted the arriving customer.
[Quest completed.]
[Reward $5,000,- received.]
[Reward 150 skill xp received.]
[Reward New Skill Pick lock level 1 received.]
[Reward New Skill Smoke bomb level 1 received.]
[Reward New passive skill Manipulation (max) received.]
[invisibility level 2 > invisibility level 3]
[1000 face level 1 > 1000 face level 2]
[flash step level 2 > flash step level 3]
"Hmm... nice. Let me check my new skills," Dylan said in his head. "Status," he said again.
"Bwuuuung," a hologram screen opened in front of his face.
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Name : Dylan James.
Skill point : 10 skill xp.
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Con skill :
Active skill :
- 1000 face level 2 (0/60)
Passive skill :
- Smooth talker (max)
- Quick thinking (max)
- NEW Manipulation (max)
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Thief skill :
Active skill :
- Pickpocket level 2 (0/60)
- Flash step level 3 (0/90)
- Invisibility level 3 (0/90)
- NEW Pick lock level 1 (0/30)
- NEW Smoke bomb level 1 (0/30)
Passive skill :
- Martial arts mastery (max).
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"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.
[Don't forget to buy condoms, sir. Status later.]
"Shut up! Anyway, why are you fixated on condoms? My purpose is to buy drinks," Dylan yelled in his head.
[A pregnant wife's request must be fulfilled, sir.]
"Grrr... terrible. And why would Lena ask for something like that? What does she even need it for?" Dylan said.
[Of course, she needs it, sir. To avoid disturbing the pregnancy. Besides, it was their first time with you that night at the hotel.]
Dylan was silent, his mouth open for a moment, but then he closed it again. He immediately grabbed a basket and walked to the cooler to get drinks.
"W-what do you mean... that night... at the hotel... it was their first time? Like me?" Dylan asked.
[That is correct, sir.]
"Huh... seriously? They'd never dated before?" Dylan asked.
[I am certain they had not, sir. They were all silent and looked scared at the time, but since I was in your body, I was able to guide them.]
"Grrr... and the result is that I didn't feel anything at all, and then suddenly I got the news they were pregnant... let's not talk about it," Dylan said, annoyed.
[Okay, sir, but don't forget to buy it.]
"Aaaarg... yeah, you're noisy," Dylan replied, annoyed.
Finally, Dylan grabbed a few cans of soda, then took a box of condoms and placed it on the counter. The cashier immediately scanned everything while looking at Dylan, whose face was red with embarrassment since it was his first time buying condoms.
After paying and leaving, Dylan quickly went home. A little while later, after arriving, he entered the house. Aaron had gone into Fiona and Iris's room to sleep with them. Ellie, Amy, and Maya were in the living room. Dylan put his bag on the table.
"Where's Lena?" Dylan asked.
"In the bathroom," Maya replied, opening her can of soda.
Dylan walked to the bathroom and knocked. "klek," Lena opened the door and peeked out.
"Did you buy it?" Lena asked.
"Yeah... in my pocket," Dylan replied.
"Nice," (opening the door wide and grabbing both of Dylan's hands) "Come here, hehe." "waaaaaa," Dylan, surprised at being pulled in by Lena, screamed. "Klap," the door was tightly shut. Meanwhile, in the living room:
"Alright, start," Maya said.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Okay, I'm after Lena," Ellie said.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Yes, I'm after Ellie," Maya replied.
"Hic... I'm last," Amy replied.
***
The next morning, Dylan walked toward his school, dragging his feet, with dark circles under his eyes and cheeks that looked hollow. He glanced back to see Lena, Ellie, Maya, and Amy looking radiant and fresh.
"Looks like my life isn't going to last long... it's definitely from working hard, whether it's making money or fulfilling 'intimate' needs... I'm screwed," Dylan muttered in his head.
[Just relax, sir. A happy wife is a happy life.]
"That's if you only have one wife. With four, who the hell is happy? You jerk," Dylan replied.