Don't drink anything Snoop Dogg gives you.

Allen remained silent for a moment, and then Jack Black appeared at the door again.

"I forgot to tell you something important; today is Thursday... hahahaha!" Jack burst into laughter before leaving.

Allen had a thousand-yard stare after hearing what he just did. That meant it wasn't the next morning; he had no idea what the hell he did all Wednesday, but something told him not to check the news yet.

'S-system...'

Allen stammered, calling the system while his chest tightened. It was one of those life moments where you know you've done something utterly stupid and don't want to face the consequences. However, Allen wasn't a coward and should have known what he was getting into before lowering his defenses to get drunk.

[Host, don't worry, you didn't kill anyone or become the next Demon King... probably.]

'Stop playing around and tell me what happened! Step by step!'

Allen knew the system didn't have a body, but he felt as if she was smiling right now, which annoyed him.

'Besides, aren't you supposed to stop me from doing these things?!'

[Host, my job is to protect and support you. I'm not your mother; I won't prevent you from doing foolish things.]

"Ugh..."

Allen closed his mouth, knowing it was true; the system wasn't obligated to clean up after him. Allen was a man, and he should take responsibility for his actions and the consequences.

Allen took a deep breath and returned to the room where Emma and Megan were. He brought some breakfast in his inventory, but he didn't expect them to wake up quickly.

Allen entered the room, and the women were still asleep. He let them rest and sat on a sofa to see what the system had recorded. It was a content creation system, obviously recording everything in 16k with maximum sound quality and multiple dynamic shots. Allen didn't know if he should be angry or glad that the system had recorded everything.

A screen unfolded in front of Allen, and he steeled his heart to see what he had done.

...

It all started on Tuesday night around midnight. Allen had taken enough to stop worrying about appearances but not enough to lose his sanity. Between dancing, singing, and joking, the atmosphere heated up between him and the trio of women: Rebecca, Megan, and Emma.

Allen was led to a room on the second floor, which the mansion owner kindly vacated for him, and entry was prohibited for anyone else.

In front of the room where they left Allen, there was a small fight between Megan and Emma, but everything was resolved when Rebecca pointed a gun at them while burping.

"Listen, b*tches! He probably won't get this drunk again, so this is going to happen! You shut up, and after me, I'll let him touch your bits."

A normal woman should have screamed in fear when pointed with a gun, but not these two. They just looked at Rebecca with cold eyes. She opened her eyes at that and smiled approvingly.

"I like you! I thought you were a couple of sl*ts, but you're a couple of crazy sl*ts!" Rebecca holstered her gun and extended her hand. "None of us would have it easy in normal situations, not with Allen Walker, and in his case, you probably won't see him again if you let this opportunity pass, so let's make a truce."

Megan growled, and Emma sighed, knowing it was true. The three women accepted the truce; however, they had a wrong idea. They made a judgment error. The situation wasn't about three hot women attacking a cute guy.

"What?!"

Rebecca was held by two strong arms from behind and couldn't release herself. She turned annoyed, but upon seeing it was Allen, she calmed down and put on a seductive smile.

"You can't wait, baby, don't worry, I—hm? Damn... you're already conscious..."

Rebecca's attitude changed to disappointment when she saw Allen's serious gaze. She thought Allen had used some weird technique to recover, but she couldn't be more wrong. Allen gasped near her ear, confusing her; shortly after, he gently bit her ear.

"Mhm~ Master?~" Rebecca felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, but she knew Allen didn't act like this with women who weren't his girlfriend.

"Heh..." Allen mocked Rebecca with a deep voice. "You're the first..."

Before she could react, Allen dragged her into the room and closed it behind, leaving Emma and Megan in shock.

Inside, sounds of screams, curses, punches, and a shot hidden by the music below were heard. Then silence, and the women swallowed saliva. Megan slowly approached the door to listen.

Then loud moans and screams came from Rebecca.

"Ahh!! Yes!! More!!! Master!!! Ahhhhhh!!!"

Megan stepped back, blushing, but an invisible impulse mixed with curiosity and excitement made her approach the door again.

"Haa~" Megan gasped warm breath as she put her ear to the door once more.

At that moment, the door opened, and a claw formed by Clown Crown grabbed her to take her inside. Emma was scared after seeing that; inside, the sound of tearing clothes was heard, and shortly after, the screams and moans doubled.

Emma, having a bad feeling, began to run, but before reaching the stairs, Allen appeared behind her, embracing her like in a horror movie. Allen smelled Emma's hair and put his hand on her delicate neck. He didn't squeeze, but Emma felt like she was running out of air. Allen breathed in her ear at zero distance, making her feel her legs weaken.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" Allen's voice violated her ears and penetrated her soul.

Emma started to breathe heavily; there was some fear, but also dangerously high and dark excitement. Allen smiled as he disappeared, and Emma fell to the ground, feeling free but at the same time abandoned.

She immediately ran away, seeing that he let her go, but when she descended the stairs, her feet stopped. Emma looked up at the second floor, which was empty, not knowing what to think. She knew that with just a few more steps, she would be back at the party where there were hundreds of people.

Emma was scared; she was a woman obsessed but still retained her reason, knowing how dangerous Allen Walker was and the power he had.

There was no reason to be in such a dangerous situation. She knew Allen could kill her with just a breath, but her legs didn't obey her, and her heart kept beating, imagining what Rebecca and Megan were going through. A huge amount of jealousy appeared in her heart.

"THOSE B*TCHES!!"

Emma started to climb quickly; she was like a firefly flying into the fire, ready to burn herself willingly. She chose to go back up; with each step, she rid herself of her individuality. Emma knew that once she went up, she wouldn't belong to herself anymore. Strangely, it was like a sinful temptation.

A dark seduction...

Emma reached the room with a flushed face, panting, and her skin shining pink from sweat and desire. Emma had her dress almost falling off, but she didn't care.

"Are you going in, Emma?" She asked herself one last question. It was her last chance; behind that door wasn't an angel or a hero, Allen was a demon at that moment, one ready to devour her to the bones.

Emma knew that opening that door meant the price of her soul, body, and mind, but she couldn't stop herself anymore. Her eyes fixed as she opened it, and what she saw was a scene of depravity as Allen ravaged two women mercilessly. Far from any expression of pain, they had faces melted in passion and vulgarity, lost women moaning and writhing like the most vulgar prostitutes in the world.

Instead of causing disgust to Emma, it triggered an endless murderous envy. She thanked God she hadn't left, immediately closing the door.

"I don't mind being your property!~"

Emma declared with heart-shaped eyes as her mind got lost in desire. Allen stopped what he was doing between Megan and Rebecca's legs and turned towards Emma with a smile.

Emma's clothes exploded, and Allen appeared in front of her to kiss her and take her to bed.

...

Allen paused the playback of the recording and turned to the girls in bed. Then he got up and checked them with the reverse cursed technique.

He did this to make sure he hadn't hurt them, but surprisingly, each of them was perfectly fine. They slept with a peaceful and even silly smile while murmuring his name.

[Host, my duty is to protect you physically, spiritually, and mentally. I know that if you harmed them, you would be miserable.]

'I see, you helped me not to hurt them.'

[No...]

'Hm?'

The system's tone became friendly and soft for a moment, confusing Allen.

[It wasn't necessary... even in that intoxicated state, there is no way Allen Walker would harm a woman he appreciates. Although I fear those girls there won't be able to live without you...]

"..."

Allen sighed; he was ready to take responsibility for his actions and bear the consequences, even if it would be challenging to explain to Gwen, MJ, and Natasha.

[Host, in my personal opinion, I think the category of a wife doesn't fit that trio. A wife is someone who accompanies you on an equal footing, but those women there see you as their master. Perhaps Rebecca hasn't reached the point of losing her individuality, but Megan and Emma have taken their obsession to the point of no return. If you abandon them, they might go mad or commit suicide.]

"I see... don't worry; I won't abandon them."

Allen also saw the look in the eyes of Emma and Megan; they literally abandoned their freedom at that moment. Besides, after watching the recording, Allen knew they were completely obsessed from before, and this experience must have finished the job.

Allen was already aware that there were fans who took their fanaticism to the extreme, but he didn't expect it to happen to himself.

Two yanderes?... Allen, for the first time, met women like that, and they were famous women. Allen wondered if MJ would have ended up like this if he hadn't accepted her back then.

"Whatever, what's done is done."

As for the treatment, both Megan and Emma would be more like lovers of Allen than girlfriends or wives since there wasn't a deep emotional connection. This could be degrading for many, but Allen knew they would accept being his pet if he asked, something he wouldn't do, so being a lover is more than they expected.

...

Allen covered both women kindly, also brought out Rebecca and placed her on the bed before sitting again.

Wednesday appeared and sat on his shoulder without saying anything. Allen decided not to ask anything, but Wednesday's eyes looked at him in silence. Allen felt that her gaze was more painful than any words.

Allen decided not to watch pornography and skipped the part of that night for now.

...

The next morning, Allen left the depraved room where he left the three unconscious women covered in... cough.

Allen started a livestream; there was no introduction or greeting. He went down the stairs and took Tony, who was buried in a garbage can for some unknown reason. He grabbed him and another random guy from the floor, then got into the car of a man who was already leaving after throwing Tony and the random guy in the back.

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In the room, Allen covered his face out of embarrassment and resisted the urge to scream when he saw that he was live. Allen looked at the recording and recognized the man from the car was Jack Black.

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"Driver, take me to Moscow!" Allen shouted with unfocused eyes; he didn't know what he had taken, but it affected him a lot.

[Host, a guy named Snoop Dogg approached and gave you a strange bottle, which you gladly accepted. Since it wasn't dangerous for you, so I let you take it. Of course, a normal person would die if they drank half of that thing.]

"..." Allen really wanted to curse but kept watching the screen.

Jack Black didn't know how to respond or what was happening; he just raised an eyebrow, looking at Allen. Far from getting upset or scared, he simply smiled.

"Sir, this is a 1993 Lincoln Town."

"And?" Allen frowned, but there were no rational thoughts in his mind.

Jack teased, "Duh, this thing won't even reach the next state, let alone go to Moscow..."

Allen got annoyed, "And why the heck are you driving a sedan at a luxury party?!"

"Says the guy who rode a bike through the desert!" Jack responded annoyed, but he immediately calmed down.

"..." Allen fell silent for a moment. "You're right, driver, but it's nothing that can't be fixed with upgrades!."

Jack looked interestedly at Allen, who smiled confidently.

...

Shortly after, Allen, Jack, Tony, and the random guy appeared on the screen dressed as mechanics. By the way, Tony and the random guy were still lying unconscious on the floor, so there was no reason to dress up.

Jack adjusted his pants, took a selfie, and looked at Allen. "I know I didn't resist dressing up, but I'll tell you now, I'm not a mechanic."

Allen took another sip from his suspicious bottle and then shrugged. "Me neither, but we won't do anything; it's just for the ambiance."

Allen pulled a small metallic black box from his pocket.

"What's that?" Jack asked, not knowing what was happening.

Allen smiled; he had used thirty fragments to upgrade the system's store, resulting in all kinds of futuristic, fantasy, and science fiction items being available.

Allen had millions of credits, and now he was like damn Doraemon, pulling out anything from his pockets.

"Pan pah Pa Pan!! It's called Allen Walker's Portable Technological Upgrade!"

"Ohh," Jack clapped sarcastically. "And what does it do, update Windows?"

"I have no idea."

"Huh?"

Allen turned, swaying toward Jack. "Listen, driver, I'm not in my faculties to read anything. The name seemed cool, so I bought it!"

Wasting no time, Allen threw the black box against the car, the surface of the car appeared to be coated with a momentary technological layer as if it were being scanned.

Jack looked at this indifferently while Allen threw Tony and the random guy into the car.

"Come on, driver, Moscow is waiting!"

"Well, I always thought I'd die in a similar way!" Jack shrugged and got into the vehicle. He immediately noticed a panel with several large colorful buttons but no instructions. "I bet one of those is self-destruct!"

At this moment, the comments went crazy, actually, they had been since the beginning, but Allen didn't respond to anything.

"Can I ask why Moscow?"

Jack started the engine and drove out of the property. By the way, Allen left Artoria looking after the trio of unconscious women.

With bloodshot eyes, Allen looked into the distance. "A guy named Roger43 said without powers I wouldn't beat a bear. I'm going to prove him wrong!"

"Ok... but we won't get to Moscow by car ahhhhhh!!"

Allen didn't let Jack finish and pressed a button. The car accelerated several times, and wings appeared... Tony woke up, looked at the situation, thought it was a dream, and lay back down. The random guy woke up and started screaming, with Jack.

"Hahahaha!" Allen laughed like a maniac as the sedan took off into space. "Roger43, you son of a bitch, you'll eat your words!!"

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