1 System

One day, when I was walking home from my highschool, I saw feathers bloodied white feathers fall from the sky.

I tried to grab it, but the feather just phased from my hands and disappeared into thin air. Seeing it happen, I thought I was hallucinating. As I was able to grab the feathers, I tried to ignore it and continued walking home.

Soon, I approached my house. Rather, my parents and my uncle's duplex house.

I went in and threw my bag into my room before coming to the kitchen to scavenge for some left over food from the previous night.

My parents weren't home, and so were my uncle and his wife. Our family had jointly bought a farm two hours away from home, so they were probably visiting it today.

"Cousin, are you home? Heat up some food for me too, I'm hungry." A girl's voice came from upstairs where my uncle's family lives.

"Alright! But you do the dishes afterwards." I replied to her and busied myself with heating up the food that was stored in the refrigerator.

"Stingy!" She said begrudgingly.

Who is the girl, you might ask. In simple description, her name is Olivia. Like me, she has black hair and brown eyes, but unlike me, she is just a middle school student.

"Done? Let's eat then." Oliva excitedly ran into the kitchen and sat on the table.

I stared at her, trying to see something. If not for her blouse that's almost revealing her breasts, I would have probably just continued doing things normally.

"What?" Olivia bared her teeth at me like a cat.

"You should wear something underneath." I told her bluntly. I'm not going to lie. If she does show her breasts, I'm going to stare and not shy away. I would like to admire those cute bunnies if possible.

"Hmph. Mind your own business." Oliva snarled.

I shrugged and sat down on the table with her before changing the topic: "Your sister's not home yet?"

"She still has after school activities."

"Okay." I nodded and continued eating the heated food.

….

10 P.M.

After eating, I had left the dishes for Olivia and locked myself in my room so that I could finish my essay.

"I was able to complete it."

A five page paper was sitting neatly on my computer screen. During the past few days, I have reduced my novel-reading time just so that I can stop procrastinating and finish my essay.

"Not the best, but I shouldn't have trouble getting a good grade for it." I thought as I read over the essay one more time.

I powered off the PC and went to clean myself in preparation for bed. Although I would like to read a few chapters of the novel I'm following, I would rather sleep. I wouldn't want to be sleepy during class after all.

When I laid down on my bed after cleaning up, my eyelids slowly closed. It felt like my eyelids weighed a hundred pounds each.

[Dream world simulating. Best of luck to complete the erotica mission!]

I swear I could hear something when my consciousness was drifting off…