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I Didn't Choose the Gangsta System, the Gangsta System Chose Me

Joren "Horen" Vierei has an intimidating appearance. In compensation, he has developed a kind heart: helping people in need, gentle to his surroundings, and always wore a kind smile. Everything was normal until, one random day, a voice entered his head. [Congratulations, you are qualified to receive the Thug System. Do you want to accept? Yes is the only answer.] "Huh? What the-" [Initiating transition. Joren Vierei is now a Level 1 Underling.] Follow Joren as he got abducted by a secret society after determining that he is an [Abnormal], bringing him into a fantasy school full of magicians and mythical creatures. Encounter bizarre situations and figure how Joren will get out of the unwanted life he was forced to have. * This novel includes heavy profanities, dirty jokes, and reduces your chances of going to heaven.

JhiThan_Ser · Fantasy
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103 Chs

Smoking

<Oh, you're finally moving. But I don't think they sell cigarettes in a school setting.>

The fish told Joren before he stood up and walked up to Sir Jack and asked.

"Mister Jack, where can I get a cigarette?"

"..."

The unicorn stared at Joren for a few moments before saying.

"Ah, you want a stick, get it from my back pocket."

"Oh, thank you."

Joren politely said before taking it. He didn't think much about it since this unicorn didn't have the flexibility to get it himself. However, that begs the question, why is it in the back pocket in the first place.

"Oh my."

Jack shivered when Joren slid his hand onto the back pocket (don't imagine it).

"Where is it?"

Joren frowned which Jack replied in ecstasy.

"It's there, reached it deeper."

"Shouldn't there be a box? Actually..."

Joren gave up. If it's a single stick without inside its box, he would rather not smoke it. Furthermore, it's indirectly touching someone's butt.

"You don't want a stick?"