Diet Success

The determination that had been burning for an instant shriveled as soon as Elara came face to face with the same door as three days ago. It still looked like a gate as tall as a Hyperion tree, but Elara could deal with the tension in her body better than before.

"Come in."

The heavy voice she hated so much rang out. Her hand moved to turn the door hinge. Walking with a straight-forward gaze and a confident silhouette of eyes. 

There was someone in the office other than Asher. A tall, lanky man with glasses perched on his nose. The dark circles under his eyes proved that he was not a bodyguard.

"Is he Asher's secretary? If so, I should remember his face well. I don't know why, but it seems like the real Elara is limiting her memories to me. Some memories she didn't give me," Elara thought. She stopped, leaving a few meters between her and Asher.

"What is it? Tell me what you need quickly, I'm busy right now." Asher looked at her as if she was a nuisance fly. And that was quite annoying for Elara.

"Was yesterday's punishment not enough?"

"No, it's not. I just wanted to say goodbye because I'm traveling for a week. It's my father's death day in a few days. I haven't visited his funeral in a long time just because of the distance." Elara said it at a fast pace because she was nervous, no, it was more like she was imagining the dark, narrow room.

Asher took off his glasses and massaged the bridge of his nose. His hair was a little messier than usual.

"Although he is Elara's bastard husband, he is still the leader and owner of the AzurAviationon company. He should always be busy like this, why should he take the time to torture Elara? Does he think of Elara as a toy to relieve his fatigue?" Thinking about that made Elara's temper flare up again.

"Alright, but you must be accompanied by some bodyguards. If you intend to escape again, then forget about the world of lectures, I'll even make you unable to see the light of the sun again," threatened Asher.

Elara did not expect to get permission easily, it was not as difficult as she imagined. Even though it ended with a threat.

"Is your allowance not enough? I don't want to show the world that the wife of the owner of AzzurAviationon looks pathetic."

Elara shook her head. "The allowance I received is more than enough. I'll be leaving tomorrow." Elara bowed her head for a moment and turned to exit the room filled with documents.

***

Sweat poured down her face, soaking every pore of skin. Her breathing was still ragged, her chest rising and falling rapidly in time with her still racing heartbeat.

Her eyes still glowed with vigor, but her body felt exhausted, every muscle trembling gently from the strenuous effort she had just made. With each orderly step, she tried to calm down and recover her breath.

"Status window. Weight loss mission."

Weight loss mission:

1. Doing Yoga (6/6)

2. Ran 20 km every morning and night (10/10)

3. Drinking weight loss potions with alchemy recipes every morning and night (9/10)

4. Swimming every evening (6/6)

Penalty for failure: weight gain of 50 pounds.

Completion advantage: weight loss of 32 pounds.

Time limit: 1 day

Elara walked up to the scale. She stared at the numbers in her eyes. Her previous weight of 80 kg had now turned into 48.5 kg. With a height of 160cm, her weight was perfect.

"Finally this grueling time is over." Elara threw her body on the couch. The mineral water bottle in her hand was gone in seconds.

"I almost forgot about it. I have to drink the potion one more time." 

Elara's footsteps shuffled. Passing unceremoniously by the desk in her room that was extremely messy, even messier than Asher's study that she had seen. It was full of glass bottles, sheets of paper, thick books, and two laptops with one of them not yet closed.

A green liquid slid down her throat. Her left eye narrowed as a sour taste attacked her tongue. Thanks to the alchemy concoction she had made, the loose skin on her stomach and other parts of her body immediately tightened, as if Elara had never been a fat woman.

Congratulations on completing the weight loss mission! The benefits of completion will be permanent.

Elara stared at the status window that suddenly appeared and disappeared in a matter of a minute. She turned around and immediately headed for the bathroom. Her body was very sticky which made her uncomfortable.

The sound of gurgling water that echoed in the room finally stopped. Beautiful legs, which were visible from the hem of the kimono towel, stepped out of the bathroom. Her delicate fingers were busy wiping her wet hair with a small towel.

A long sigh escaped as Elara saw the messy scene before her. She placed the small towel in her hand on the head of the chair. She walked over and went back to busying her hands with some activity.

"I have to clean up all this tonight. Tomorrow afternoon I'll be back at Asher's mansion. I can't believe these peaceful days are passing so quickly." Elara organized the sheets of paper and books and placed them in the bag. Collected glass bottles to throw in the trash. Finally, two laptops to put in the laptop bag.

Elara straightened her back. She flopped back down on the couch still with her body wrapped in a towel kimono. She reflected on all the hard work she had done in just one week.

"Status window. User skills."

User skills:

1. Alchemy skill (Level 3)

2. Martial skill (Level 2)

3. Programmer skill (Level 2)

"Too bad I can only choose three skills for life support. Each of them is still at a low level." Elara grabbed the apple in front of her and immediately took the first bite.

"I graduated with a major in management, and my current major is accounting. There is a manipulative skill that should make your brain smooth in thinking up cunning plans, but without it, my head alone is capable of making various cunning plans. I have implemented many cunning plans while living as Arabella."

Elara's body slumped until her head could rest on the head of the couch. "I hope, I can soon be at the top of the level, which is level 50."

Dangerous!

The assassins are trying to storm the villa! The bodyguards were overwhelmed by their numbers and abilities. Choose one of the options:

1. Escape

2. Hide

3. Bravely confront

Penalty for refusal: death

Spontaneously Elara rose to her feet. Deafening gunshots began to be heard, further aggravating Elara's current panic.

"Damn! My martial skill is still at level 2 and all the choices given by the status window will lead me to the doorstep of death."