2 Chapter 2: She dead. I’m free- or not?!

' Host... What are you doing?'

" Shh. Don't distract me!"

The T.V. drama that host was participating in has been completed. One of the major investors decided to throw a party and invite some big shots in the entertainment circle. As an actress involved, she was invited as well.

Currently, my host is at said party. More specifically, hiding behind the towering bushes in the garden by the lake. She was stalking the male lead, as usual.

The male lead was talking to Cara, when he suddenly reaches out to kiss her.

[Mission Failed! Extracting host in five minutes.]

Finally! Fuck yeah, time to go home.

"No! No, nonononono no!" My host screeches, trembling.

She runs towards them, determined in breaking them apart. " How could you?! You're mine!"

The male lead breaks the kiss just in time to dodge the bulldozer coming his way. With his arms around Cara, he jumps back. My host continued in a straight line, unable to stop with her killer heels on.

She dives right into the lake.

[ Extraction commencing in 3, 2, 1...]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After the mission failed, my host and I are teleported to the Head Quarters.

I leave my host to sob in the reception lounge. Floating to the receptionist system, I greet her.

" What's up, 5300?"

"How are you, sir? How can I help you today?" The white ball of light chirps back.

" All's good." I nod. " Just finished an assignment, so I'm here to do the paperwork. Could you grab me a 'Host Testing' packet and 'Transfer' packet?"

"Of course, just a minute." She shuffled around a bit and then come back with what I asked. " Here you go, have a nice day."

The paper becomes wisps of light that I collect. "Thanks, you too."

I float back to my host who's still crying her heart out. "Host, you'll be having another system testing you in your next two trials. Goodbye."

" Huh? Wait, what-" She mumbles out in between her sobs.

It's getting boring now.

I teleport her into her temporary dimensional housing. A lower rank system will take care of her testing for her next two missions.

New hosts usually get three trials, worlds, to prove their worth. As long as they pass two they can become a host. The system testing them can bond with them if they deem them compatible.

Let's go back home to relax for now. My personal dimension catered to my wants.

I teleport to my living room. My current ball of light body expands into my human one. I groan as I stretch, it feels good to be back in this form.

I plop down on the couch, kick up my feet, and turn up the volume on my T.V.

Ah, before I go into lazy mode let's complete the paperwork.

I bring up my system interface and open the forms I need to finish. I completed one trial mission world with my (whiny & delusion) ex- host, mission failed and host died. Grade 1.5 out of 10. Requesting transfer of trail host. Reasoning and evidence within the video and photos.

Alright, sent. And I'm done. Back to my show.

[Report received and analyzed. Grade approved. Transfer of trail host 20779 granted. New trail host found for system 200. Transferring said host in 10, 9, 8...]

" Huh? No, now wait a minute host manager. If you have an issue with me, just talk to me. Keep personal issues separate from your work life!"

" ... 1. No rest for the wicked, right jackass?"

" You're still mad about that?!" Oh come on, move on with your life. It's been 50 years! Who holds a petty grudge this long?!

It's not my fault that ex-host of mine from back then killed your host! It was fated.

The protagonist's friend vs. the wicked villain's right-hand subordinate!

The communication interface with the host manager closes. In its place, in front of me, a soul appears.

Fuck, what about my break? My missed tv shows, my gourmet food, all my plans?!

I sigh as I look up to face it.

" Hello, host. Open our connected system interface for us to proceed to the next step."

Fine. If I can't have my break in my home, then I'll use this next mission as a vacation world.