Penulis : Fuyuhara Patora
Ilustrator : Usatsuka Eiji
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My heart leaped from my chest as the strange person turned the corner. His stature and physical features were that of a human child, but his eyes were that of a demon. Not one speck of white was shown, only red, the same deep red from the orb. Surely he was the one that the monsters feared. "Well, where's the orb you two?"

"" Master's voice echoed, but just before she could finish the spell, the child's hand tore through the person in front of me. That person slowly turned invisible while coughing up blood.

"Marcia!" Jonah's voice barely resonated. My ears rang as I caught Marcia in my hands. "Bastard!"

"Jonah! Get them out of here!" Master stepped between the child and me. My magic seeped out of me, and all I could think of was how I wished I was better at healing.

"Master! I'll fight with you!" Jonah ran over to Master's side, ready for a fight.

"YOU'LL DIE! He's not someone we can fight."

"" I chanted as I was pulled away. Jonah ran. Pain coursed through me as Marcia took a deep breath. Ah! She's still alive. I clutched my chest as I threw Marcia over my shoulder and ran away from that- that red-eyed beast.

We ran while warding off monsters — nothing on our minds but to survive. Finally, we made it to the safe house, and after sealing the door, Jonah and I fell to the ground, covered in wounds. Death surely awaits us.

"Wake up! Wake up, or you will surely die! Wake up, my child! Awaken your powers and rescue your friends."

"But that kid will find us."

"That man has gone. Now leave and find help. Don't die here. WAKE UP!"

My body heated up. I opened my eyes, Jonah was on the floor beside me, and Marcia was sitting in a corner rocking back and forth. Every move brought searing pain, blinding me. I forced myself to my feet. If that kid is really gone, then I need to get Jonah to a doctor.

I picked my brother up and threw him over my shoulder. He groaned in pain. I headed over to Marcia; she backed away from me for a second, almost like she didn't recognize me. Her wound disappeared after I poured my magic into her, but she didn't seem right. I held my hand out, and she reluctantly reached for it.

I ran down the mountain with Marcia in tow. The sun peeked over the horizon as dawn passed over the forest. That village gets closer and closer. As I rush towards it, I only wish to run in the opposite direction. The weight of Jonah on my shoulders presses me forward. The people most important to me keep me from fleeing. They saved me from that village once, so now I'll use that village to save them.

A young boy who is rejected by his village finds himself being taken into a loving home by two other orphaned children. Their caregiver "Master" raises them to learn how to be a Guardian and protect the world from monsters by using magic.

"So with any luck, we'll be ready to debut in about a month or so, right? I'm speculating here, correct me if I'm wrong." My pen was tapping against my thigh under the desk where my laptop was perched open. The spreadsheet I was looking at seemed to be running me close to ten million dollars in preventive insurance and extra security housing features.  
"Yes, I have my team working overtime to get this done as efficiently as possible, Mrs. Greene. Nothing for you to worry about." Emily reassured me from the other end of the line. My phone was perched on a phone stand beside my laptop where my engineers face was smiling at me through the screen. My face on the smaller square was almost invisible to me, but that was just because I wasn't looking.  
"That's fine, take your time. Since we're not doing a grand opening or anything it won't really matter when we have an operating date, but I'm looking at a list of candidates and I'm seeing more bodies than open slots right now."  
It pained me to think that the GreenLife Project wouldn't be able to house everyone who needed it, but it also served to remind me that this was the beginning. Sustainable low to no income housing needed to be the future of New York City for the sake of the world. My goal was to tackle homelessness in the United States and global warming one city at a time.  
Perhaps after a while we could go global, and settle with my husband's branches overseas.  
"Well we're working as hard as we can to get these accommodations done. As soon as we finish here, I'm rotating teams and starting with the emergency shelter and checkpoint homeless facility." Emily pulled up a graphic of what the emergency shelter would look like. "In keeping with your request, here's more or less what it's going to be."
It was a basic shelter with one big room, a cafeteria, a big kitchen, and a big shower area. There was an underground reinforced basement with backup generators and an energy panel for Jason's pods to be snuggled in tight for when the moment called. My wish was that the whole thing would be operated wirelessly using a remote control if need be.  
"Is there a panic room somewhere in the plans like I said?"  
"Yes, it's in the basement. The infrastructure of the basement also provides extra space for provisions to be stacked up in there." Emily pulled up another slide onto the screen. "Right here are the emergency exit and the side exit for the basement."  
The side exit for the basement was basically a long underground tunnel that lead to another building where everyone would be able to then go above ground and exit safely, if it ever came to it. The emergency exit was basically a cellar door that lead straight to the outside. The door was disguised as a sewer entrance.  
"Also reinforced, right? I need emergency lights down there."  
"Yes ma'am, all that is in the plans. You have nothing to worry about." Emily pulled up another slide onto the screen. "This isn't exactly what you asked for but in thinking ahead, I wanted to submit this for your consideration."  
I blinked a bit, trying to recognise the square box and lines I was looking at. Nothing was ringing any particular bells anywhere in my mind other than the fact that it kind of looked like a parking garage, but with the way it seemed to be closed off, it couldn't possibly be that.  
"What are we looking at?"
"A parking garage." And I stood corrected. "This would be adjacent to the basement. It would be like any other underground parking garage, but with thick panel security doors."
There was reason in the idea for sure, I mean this way, in case of an emergency, vehicles would be safe as well. And considering the parking area would be closed off and only accessible to and from the basement, it was perfect.  
"I like this, when did you come up with it?" With a few clicks on my laptop cursor, the image expanded and showed off a 3D layout of the plans for the parking garage. There were written details that came to show once I zoomed in, including the presumed thickness of the walls and the width of the parking spaces.  
"Sometime yesterday, this was the result of extensive brainstorming." She typed something into the message box, which was a link to a pdf. "This pdf has further details and a small animation of what the two sections look like connected to each other. I'll email you a copy as well so that you can review it later."  
"Thanks, I'll look over it later tonight." I struggled to stifle a yawn and my eyes wandered toward the bottom right corner of the screen to check the time. It was almost ten pm and I was already knackered.  
Maybe raw cookie dough didn't agree with me. Gluten was starting to make me lethargic.  
A soft knock at my office door drew my attention away from the screen and toward the entrance of the room. Jason was standing at the doorway with a platter balanced precariously on one hand and a bottle of sparkling lemonade in the other. His button up and slacks were replaced by a graphic t-shirt and grey sweats that had me looking sideways. His hair was wet and messy along with his glasses which were slightly skewed on his nose.  
"It's getting late, Emily, we should wrap this up for now and continue tomorrow." Already I was saving the files she sent me and archiving the pdf link so that it would copy into my hard drive. I already had one copy but being in college taught me to back everything up twice.  
"Yes, I agree. I'm emailing you the pdf copy now, you should get it in a few minutes."  
"Alright perfect. Have a good night."  
"Good night, Mrs. Greene!" She chirped cheerfully and exited the video chat, which just left me with a blank screen that had an end call icon in the middle of it. With great diligence I exited that as well and hurried to turn off my laptop.  
"Please tell me you have sandwiches on that platter or something." I had forgotten to eat lunch and by default was hungrier than cow. Not only had my earlier activities in the pantry with Jason depleted my energy, but having breastfed my kids did something to finish up the nutrients in my body.  
"Better," Jason wandered into the room and set the platter down on the coffee table in front of the enormous sofa I'd picked out for my birthday. It was an attempt at making the home office atmosphere more welcoming. And also I didn't fall off if I kneeled on it. "Baked ziti with four types of cheese."
"Oh my God, you sexy man." I pushed away from the desk and made a beeline for the coffee table where he was lifting the lid. Steam came wafting out in a tantalising little cloud that almost brought me to my knees. The smell of it was my kryptonite.  
"I saw that you forgot to eat so I put some in the oven before I hopped in the shower. Come on." He sat down on the sofa and turned on the television on the far wall across from where we would be sitting. "Your favourite lemonade too."  
"You remembered!" My voice came out in an annoying squeal that even took me off guard a little bit. The whole thing was blastingly romantic, even if there weren't any rose petals around. "Oh my goodness, thank you thank you thank you!" I grabbed his face between my hands and planted a dozen kisses on it. "This is the best."  
He just smiled at me and held out a paper bag that he'd somehow managed to hide. "Breadsticks."  
I really shouldn't have done it. I really shouldn't have taken a bite because gluten didn't agree with me, but I couldn't resist. My mouth exploded in a burst of gluten-y flavour as the hot soft buttery bread seemed to melt away on my tongue.  
"Fuck this is so bad for my waistline," I mumbled even as I dipped the untouched end of the breadstick into garlic butter sauce. My weight was a fluctuating high and lowball since giving birth, which did absolutely nothing to boost my confidence whenever a dress that fit last week doesn't fit next week.  
One day I would have love handles and the next day I'd have chicken legs. My metabolism was so bonkers.  
"You're beautiful either way." Jason kissed my temple. "But your ass will be even fatter so I'm okay with that." And he also slapped the side of my butt.  
"Shut up!" I stopped myself from snorting with laughter just in time to push away from him. "My ass isn't the only thing that will grow."
"You're right, so will these." He nodded towards my chest with a cheeky smile that made my face go up in flames. Jason Greene would be the death of me yet. Triplets weren't enough, apparently. "I'm serious though, stop worrying about your weight or what you'll look like. You gave birth to three of my kids in one go, you've done enough."  
"But I read in an article that the biggest reason for failed marriages this year was that husbands didn't feel attracted to their wives after they had kids." And it was ridiculous to expect a woman's body to remain the exact same after going through such a big change, but my therapist said that I needed to vocalise these concerns with Jason, so that's what I was doing.  
"Those same men let themselves go after marriage and hold an impossible standard for their wives." My husband rolled his eyes. "It's hypocritical."
"But you actually work out so that just makes it worse." I bit into my breadstick woefully. It just tasted that much better when I was sad. "No pressure there."
"I'm not holding you to an impossible standard though."  
"But the public is. And sooner or later you might get tired of it and start to agree. I wouldn't blame you." Jason stared at me as I shrugged casually. Suddenly I wasn't feeling so hungry anymore, and the flabby skin that still hadn't tightened around my stomach prickled as if to make me hyperaware of my situation.  
"Amaria, you seem to have it in your head that I'm under some sort of illusion about you." He shifted me so that we were face to face, which I hated because I was becoming very shit at masking my emotions. "I've seen you when you drool, when you're hungry and when you ugly cry. Hell, I've even witnessed you passing gas and we've used the bathroom at the same time." My face lit up like a holiday tree. "And I love you even more for it. We've been through hell and back, I'm very aware that you're not perfect, but your flaws fit with my flaws like puzzle pieces that were made for each other, and that's what's perfect. Not you, and not me individually, but us together."  
Dammit and I had just gotten lash extensions. I had to blink back tears and remind myself that I married the man who made my life hell just like I had made his hell. We were toxic. We were beautiful together. We grew side by side and boosted each other up too.
"You should really try sugar coating things in the future." He grinned and watched me sniffle. "And I do not pass gas in front of you."
"You do it in your sleep, it's adorable."
Oh holy hell, we were going to have to sleep in separate rooms from now on. I would be moving back into my quarters ASAP.  
Then again, we'd seen each other suffer from food poisoning so it didn't really matter.  
"I'm sorry about all of this." Blinking rapidly, I tried to dry my waterfalls before they ruined my lashes. "I shouldn't need so much reassurance, it's pathetic."  
"You're still going through postpartum, don't be so hard on yourself." Okay, how the hell did he know that? "I checked in with your doctor so I could learn how to help. I'll reassure you as many times as you need."  
"My therapist said there are deeper rooted issues making it hard to move past this." I was even a failure at healing. But what I wouldn't fail at was eating the baked ziti my loving husband made me before it got cold. Absolutely not. "Can you please hand me that fork?"
Jason dutifully handed me one of the forks on the far end of the platter and even joined me in digging into the individually prepared pasta.  
"It's a good thing we're doing therapy," he remarked before taking a big bite of the food. It made me smile when he was so at ease like that. "We really need it."  
"And we're growing from it too. I'm proud of us."  
We smiled at each other, but not for too long because food was food and it demanded attention.  
This little moment was nice, but I felt that it was one of life's safe points to give us a break for the hell that would be hurling at us full speed. But there was really nothing we could do except get through it together, right?


~°~°~°~°~°~

An accidental marriage. A drunken mistake, or a premeditated plan for revenge? Amaria doesn’t know what to make of her new situation, and due to unforeseen circumstances, she is trapped.

Forced to accept her fate until the time is right, a typically reserved executive finds herself at a crossroad between following logic, and giving in to her bleeding heart. The man she calls her husband does not make it easy for her either, but however she decides to look at it, she reaches the same conclusion. A conclusion that breaks her heart.

As for him? Well, it’s up to him to decide what he’ll do with this new mess he’s stuck in, and whether he'll pursue a happy future with his wife rather than let her go as he had once upon a time. 

[WARNING: the male and female lead in this story have a complicated relationship with oftentimes toxic elements. The second volume of this story will see to their personal growth as they learn what it means to be in healthy relationships.]

Evening
Study room
After closing the door properly, Andy made his way towards his desk before calling Erik.
"An, why did you hang my call man? I want to share something important —" 
"I was with dad at that time and I don't want to raise give him a hunch that I was investigating things." Andy sighed and said
"Okay, I just got the complete history of Francis's from some government officials." Erik smiled and said
"Woah, that's great," Andy said
"I just mailed you the pdf and if you want anything more, let me know it," Erik said
"Okay," Andy said and hanged the call
After calming himself down, Andy opened the Pdf which Erik mailed him.
He wants everything to be simple like past years but at the same time, his mind was warning him that nothing is as simple as he thought. He doesn't want to be connected with Stewart's but at the same time, he wants everything to be connected. He want such a loving parents. Though it was weird for him to think about them but he still wanted to have a loving patents. 
"OKay An, you can handle it." Andy murmured before going through the pdf.
"The members of Francis family was very simple and many of them involved in business field only.  Francis cooperation was started by Thomas Francis from starch. The picture of Thomas Francis was given below." Andy sighed and read the first paragraph of the pdf 
He then caressed the photograph and smiled, "Dad exactly looks like grandpa and I got grandpa's eyes." 
He then scrolled the pdf to read the second paragraph, "Thomas Francis has two sons, Nick Francis and Joe Francis. Michael Francis left the country with his wife Rosy Francis and his twin sons. Now, Joe Francis was the chairman of Francis corporation and his elder son Andy Francis is the CEO of Francis cooperation and here is the picture of Joe Francis and his family."
Andy frowned when he read the information and immediately called Erik.
"What the hell is this, Erik?" Andy shouted
"Shocked right? That information was tampered and I knew it." Erik chuckled and said 
"Then why did you mailed me this?" Andy frowned and asked 
"This is the pdf which government recorded about the Francis. To the world, you are Joe Francis's biological son but only a few family members know the truth that you are adopted." Erik sighed and said
"But why did dad kept adopting thing as a secret?" Andy asked 
"That is what we have to know, I think this is really very complicated than we thought," Erik said 
"My biological dad name is Nick Francis and Why did they haven't attached Nick Francis's picture in the pdf?" Andy asked
According to my source, "Nick Francis was always ignored being in limelight. He completed his studies in the UK and married your Mother Flora Francis in the UK. He never steeped into Francis cooperation and took over the company responsibility."  Erik sighed and said
"Why? Is there any specific reason to do that?" Andy asked 
"Wait? If my Father name is Nick then we have nothing to do with Micheal Stewart right?" Andy sighed and said
The thought of Micheal Stewart was not related to him was bothering Andy a lot. He don't know why but it was killing him inside. 
"That is the reason why those documents were tampered." Erik chuckled and said 
"What do you mean?" Andy asked
"Those documents were like a trap to the people who want to investigate about Francis and Stewarts. If names were different and information was wrong they will surely get divert right? This is want they want." Erik curled his lips and said 
"So, what we have to do?" Andy asked 
"We have to confirm whether you are related to Stewarts or not?" Erik said
"But how?" Andy asked
"What about DNA test?" Erik asked 
"No, we can't do that man, first thing it is not that easy to collect samples from the Michael Stewart in the UK and secondly we can't trust people from medical field because Uncle Jack has many connections there," Andy said and rubbed his forehead
"That's true." Erik frowned and said
"Everything is giving me a headache man." Andy frowned and said 
"An, I know a person who is a spy in the UK, if we give him any name, he will extract everything about that person within two days. If you are okay with it, I will arrange a meeting with him in two days." Erik said
"Is that man is trustworthy?" Andy asked 
"Yes dude, I know him very well." Erik smiled and said
"Okay, arrange a meeting with him," Andy said and hanged the call
Everything was too mysterious and complicated for him to handle in his system. With different questions running in his system, Andy started having headache. Why would Father Francis tamper the documents? Why would Andy's parents leave him when he needed him the most? Why would everything suddenly became so complicated? 
He then sighed and decided to read something which can divert his mind. 
He was about to select a book but stopped when someone knocked the door. 
"An, Are you there?" Amy asked
"Yes babe" Andy took a deep breath and opened the door 
"I was looking for you everywhere and wait? What happen to you, babe? You look so pale?" Amy narrowed her eyes and asked before checking the temperature 
"I'm having mild headache." Andy sighed and said before hugging her 
"Come let's go to the room and take some rest," Amy said 
"No, let me hug you for a while and I will be okay," Andy said and hugged her tighter
"How cheesy Mr Francis." Amy chuckled and said and hugged him back
"An, I want to say something to you," Amy said 
"What happen, babe?" Andy asked 
"First, you sit here calmly," Amy said and made him sit on a couch before adjusting in his lap 
"So, the thing is when I was in Miller mansion, I accidentally bumped into some old albums and I found this there," Amy said while showing him a picture in his phone
"Who are they?" Andy asked while looking at the picture 
"Wait, he is Uncle Jack, the one beside him was uncle Parks right?" Andy smiled and asked
"Yes, this is Uncle Joe and he is —" Amy stopped saying and looked at Andy
"Who is the beside dad?" Andy asked while zooming the picture
..... 


"Sir, we have an appointment with Mr Jones within fifteen minutes," Amy Miller said

"Cancel it, I don't want to be late for my own marriage," Andy Francis said

"Wait? What? Are you getting married? With whom? Why we are not informed?" Amy asked anxiously

"I think I'm the boss," Andy said

"Sorry sir," Amy said and lowered her head

"Okay fine, let's go," Andy said before holding her wrist

"where?"

"How can I marry without a bride?" Andy said while moving out of the office with Amy

.....

Well, Do you ever have a crush on anyone? If YES, then to what extent you went for him?

Amy Miller who was smart, intelligent, hardworking women has a hard crush on arrogant, overbearing, cold and aloof CEO Andy Francis since childhood but has no guts to express to him. 

Will Amy proposes him? What if they both got married? Will Andy loves her?


Ps:- This cover doesn't belongs to me.

Mou Gu's contact confirmed that the people in the Shen Society were still around, and so Li Yang agreed to meet up with them. The pink-haired man took the front seat. It seemed like particular people now often got the chance to stay in the shotgun. But the man gave him directions to their place—and it was an obscure spot in the city, they crossed a couple of narrow streets and alleyways before they arrived. A reddish-brown building stood in front of them with other similar structures.
"This is the place?" Li Yang glanced at the man unbuckling his seat-belt. There was a need to hide in the background perhaps, but the place was too simple on the outside. It actually looked like a run-down apartment to him. Was this the only building that they could afford?
"Don't judge the outside, it's fully decked out inside." Mou Gu gave him a grin before he stepped out of his car. They were quick to pull out a key from their pocket as they stepped to the building and twirled the key around, waiting for him to catch up. 
And that only made Li Yang wonder about its security, using keys instead of something else—but the man turned out to be right once they let him in. Its interior design was different, and the outside had been nothing but a front. The place actually resembled something that one would see in a spy's headquarters or a command center with its sleek and futuristic touch. It was incongruent to his idea of a place where cultivators met. This could have been the entrance to some underground lab or possibly a global surveillance area.
A hacker would have loved to be here.
Mou Gu had the nerve to give him a grin before the man moved towards the stairs—stairs though? No elevators? Li Yang kept himself shut until they reached the designated floor and then entered into some kind of reception room. Now this one resembled something more office-like to him, complete with couches, a reception desk, several bookshelves, and then two imposing double doors similar to his own office. 
The room held three other people besides them. One of the men lounged on the couch, practically draped across it as if they were at home. But beside them was a sharp-looking sword haphazardly perched on the couch's armrest. Another man was too busy in front of a computer and desk and finally—
"...Who have you brought here?" A young woman looked up from her book and gave them a look. She had been nearly invisible, despite sitting right across from the man with the sword. Her gaze immediately narrowed at him.
And right before he could say anything else, Mou Gu spoke up. "This is Li Yang, and he's—"
Recognition flooded from the woman's face as she put her book down. "The CEO of Olympian Corp, a pleasure to meet you." She stood up to meet him and offered a hand, "I'm Shen An Na." The young woman looked around to be in her late teens to early twenties. With long brown hair and honey brown eyes, she scrutinized him with a careful look and nodded.  
Li Yang raised his brows but shook her hand, "Of the Tech Group?" What was someone like them doing in a place like this… wait a second? "You are also the head of this Shen Society?" He had thought that Shen was referring to its meaning of 'god' but that wasn't the case it seems.
"I run it with my older brother." The woman eyed the pink-haired beside him with some slight reproach before her gaze returned to him. "Would you like to have a seat first?"
"No thank you, I'm fine." Li Yang tried to grope for the man's name and located it in his memory, "You and Shen Jie Li run this… cultivator society?" Compared to his initial perception of qi surrounding Mou Gu, the other three in the room didn't exactly showcase the same. If anything, this place was completely normal except for the futuristic design on the other floors.
But that also made sense now that he knew who he was dealing with.
Still, he was looking for someone to help him with his own situation, and he hoped that they could, or he might have wasted his time coming here.
A soft sigh escaped her lips, "I'm afraid that there may be some misinformation. We hire cultivators and martial artists, but we have our own agendas other than being a cultivator society. Shen Society is the diplomatic embassy between spiritual creatures and humans. Our base is here in Shanghai, and other areas have their own rulings." The woman pursed her lips together, glancing away from him. "And you have involved yourself, Zhao get me a form."
"Why can't you ask the guy at the table—he's got the papers with him."
Shen An Na's face twitched for a minute until she motioned to one of the available tables and seats near the books. Mou Gu handed him a paper with a pen, "Here you go."
Did this guy just trick him or something? He really was hoping for assistance, but this is what he got instead? Li Yang, however, inadvertently looked down at the document, and it truly appeared to be indeed some kind of form, a registration form to be exact.
Shen Embassy
Fill out the registration form if you wish to visit or stay in the city for a certain duration. 
Name:
Age:
Race:
POB:
Occupation:
Items (Pills, Cultivation Manuals, Treasures, etc.):
Enemies:
Allies: 
Please read the following rules and regulations on power regulations codes and alternative identity creation (Spirits Who Wish To Adopt Human Identity). It is to ensure that the relationship between humans and spirits remains amicable, please abide by them—failure to do so will be dealt with accordingly.
"We have the rules and regulations on PDF form if you wish." Shen An Na informed him with a serious look. "It's imperative that you read them, and we need you to register yourself, or else you'll be considered a trespasser once you leave. It's a fortunate thing that Mou Gu found you, we have strict policies on this."

"My boss needs to get a harem? I'll look at his schedule." Secretary Ying Yue He will figure it out... hopefully.
"So you only need me to be your bodyguard?" Taiga the Tigress Spirit raised a brow. "Are you sure?"
"Get them girls or your company will collapse!" the foul-mouthed Panda shouted.

A story where a robot-like CEO is given a System that requires him to get a Harem to become stronger. The Heavens watch him for their entertainment. Will he actually get a harem and fall into the allures of getting women or will he remove the chains that bind him and free himself from this horrible situation?

And why the heck are common CEO tropes like 'secretary falling in love with her boss' and 'I secretly have your hidden child' thrown into the mix?

Life is pretty terrible for this man who had to make himself into a stone.

... Perhaps, it's actually better he becomes a cultivator to avoid this life.

This might be too convoluted for your own good!

TAGS: Urban Cultivation. Urban Fantasy. Slow paced. Slice of Life. Non-Power Fantasy. One Night Stands. Realism.

Due to feedback in reviews, major editing has been done! It's still slow-paced, but hopefully it's better. As for the smut, it's on locked chapters, use fast-pass!

—-—-—-
Warning: This is NOT a blank-state protagonist where you can fill your shoes in. You'll either love or hate him. But either way that's fine—you came for the girls, right?

This is set in a universe that the Author has used for their previous two books. There will be gods, demons, vampires and other worlds in the future. One of the people he'll meet is a Fox Goddess from another world. Setting up the world might seem irrelevant when you want to know what the woman's chest size is and when the protagonist will pound his meat into her, but yes, either you'll suck it up and wait, or you'll find another book or xxx videos :) 

Or just check Chapter 63 + 64 and fast-pass if you will

The System was made by the gods for their entertainment and whims, and if you dislike it when Missions are generated for the protagonist... this is also not your cup of tea.

Thank you

Name: Ambrosius Malphas
Gender: Male
Age: ~2000 (Looks 27)
Height: 5'11
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Crimson Red
Build: Medium
Body Type: Athlete
Stats (Without Enhancements)
Strength: EX
Endurance: EX
Agility: EX
Magical Resistance: 
Age of Gods Magic: B+
Modern Magic: Complete immunity  
Origin: Runes
Elemental Affinity: Divine Letters
Sorcery Trait: Rune God
Metavore: Retain physically fit body no matter how much or what you eat as long as it's enough to keep from becoming malnourished
Cosmic Warehouse:
Belt O' Tools: Batman graciously seems to have loaned you a belt containing the tools that he'll be using for this adventure. This includes stuff like remotely applied explosives gel capable of bringing down walls (though never seems to kill when blown up near someone's feet), to a cryptographic sequencer able to track signals, hack terminals, and listen to live radio broadcasts. ...How did he know you'd be needing this stuff?
Animal Suit: A high tech set of body armor themed after an animal of your choice (DCAMU Damian Wayne Robin suit). The head piece contains advanced electronics equipment that scans the environment for information and clues relevant to the situation. It can pick up anything from gaseous alcohol molecules that'll lead you to a crooked guard, to traces of tobacco on the ground to lead you to a hostage. You may also import a set of armor you already own to gain these qualities.
Bat Wing: Hmm, seems like you've picked up one of Batman's spare vehicles. The Batwing is a supersonic aircraft faster than many jet fighters, possess advanced stealth systems that make it invisible to radar, and can be operated remotely, or operate autonomously.
Bat Cave: A series of platforms and bridges situated within a small cave. Contains a computer with immense analytical abilities, a landing platform for any aerial vehicles you have, and some workshops for working on gadgets and gizmos. After the jump this can either be attached to the warehouse, or will appear somewhere nearby.
Assistant VI: Top of the line assistant model Virtual Intelligence. Can be stored in an omni-tool and keep track of large amounts of data.
Weapon Locker: Cache of mid to high grade weapons of all types. Enough to outfit a battlelion.
Armor Locker: Cache of mid to high grade armor of all types. Enough to outfit a battlelion.
Conflict Minerals: Massive stash of various rare elements.
Fine Clothes: A very fine and ornate set of clothing. The equivalent of the finest you'd expect to get in your starting region.
Land Deed: A deed to an area of land close by in your chosen region. It will be accepted by all authorities as rightfully yours. This updates each jump but is generally not a particularly large plot of land elsewhere.
Dragonglass Cache:  A black cloak with a few obsidian dagger, arrowheads, and spearheads.
Poison: A woman's weapon to be sure, but it can't be beaten for efficiency or for matters of subterfuge.You have a replenishing chest of poisons from around the known world.  From vials of the Tears of Lys to Sweetsleep to crystals of the Stranger. There is bound to be one that suits your purpose.
Valyrian Steel Spear: An excellent weapon of your choice made from Valyrian steel. Light and exceptionally sharp. Serves as a symbol of status. Gives an impression of great strength and brings dread to your enemies. (It looks like Gungnir from Thor 2011 movie)
Companions:
Custos - Black panther (can import for free)
Azula (must always import. In exchange can import for free)
Scathach (must always import. In exchange can import for free)
Morgan Le Fay (must always import. In exchange can import for free)
Mordred Pendragon (must always import. In exchange can import for free)

DC Universe 
https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1408477495304.pdf
1000 cp to spend 
Age: 27
Drop in: You start off in the middle of your starting city. No one knows you or what you can do. 
Powers:
Regeneration (-200 cp): You heal very quickly and are difficult to truly kill. Even limbs and certain organs can be regenerated. Most wounds will heal in seconds with more grievous injuries taking a few minutes. Organs and limbs take up to a couple of hours to regrow.
 Psionic (-400 cp): You are able to read surface thoughts and emotions of creatures. You are also able to perform mild telekinesis of up to 300 lbs. Even mentally nudging someone to do something. Trained creatures or those who have a strong will can resist your powers. With long years of meditation and training you can improve your powers
Mental Resistance (-200 cp): Maybe you have a strong sense of self, maybe you have magical protections, or maybe you're really good at picturing a brick wall. Whatever it is, you have proven to be capable of defending against the strongest of mental assaults and intrusions.
Items:
Small Fortune (-150 cp): You have $10,000,000 in the bank. You also gain a decent sized home and even a butler to maintain it. You have the contacts to get a nice paying job. You can choose to have the secret identity benefits as well.
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Name: Azula
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown (Looks 27)
Height: 5'10
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Gold
Stats (Without Enhancements)
Strength: B
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Magical Resistance: 
Age of Gods Magic: A
Modern Magic: Complete immunity
Origin: ?
Elemental Affinity: Average One

DC Universe 
https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1408477495304.pdf
1000 cp to spend 
Age: 27
Drop in: You start off in the middle of your starting city. No one knows you or what you can do. 
Powers:
Regeneration (-200 cp): You heal very quickly and are difficult to truly kill. Even limbs and certain organs can be regenerated. Most wounds will heal in seconds with more grievous injuries taking a few minutes. Organs and limbs take up to a couple of hours to regrow.
Mental Resistance (-200 cp): Maybe you have a strong sense of self, maybe you have magical protections, or maybe you're really good at picturing a brick wall. Whatever it is, you have proven to be capable of defending against the strongest of mental assaults and intrusions.
Items:
Javelin (-400 cp): : A ship capable of traveling underwater and into deep space. Has enough room to seat 6 comfortably. Lightly armored, armed with advanced laser weapons, and equipped with a wormhole generator.
Lair (-100 cp): You possess a secret lair. It has a computer similar to the BatComputer, a vehicle pad, and multiple secret entrances to use to your liking. 
Small Fortune (-100 cp from Azula, -50 cp from Ambrosius) : You have $10,000,000 in the bank. You also gain a decent sized home and even a butler to maintain it. You have the contacts to get a nice paying job. You can choose to have the secret identity benefits as well.
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Name: Scathhach
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown (Looks 27)
Height: 5'9
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Crimson Red
Stats (Without Enhancements)
Strength: A
Endurance: EX
Agility: EX
Magical Resistance: 
Age of Gods Magic: A
Modern Magic: Complete immunity
Origin: ?
Elemental Affinity: Average One

DC Universe 
https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1408477495304.pdf
1000 cp to spend 
Age: 27
Drop in: You start off in the middle of your starting city. No one knows you or what you can do. 
Powers:
Mental Resistance (-200 cp): Maybe you have a strong sense of self, maybe you have magical protections, or maybe you're really good at picturing a brick wall. Whatever it is, you have proven to be capable of defending against the strongest of mental assaults and intrusions.
Deep Breath (-200 cp): You can breathe in water, the pressures of the ocean no longer bother you, an exceptional swimmer, and able to communicate underwater clearly. 
Items:
Arsenal (-50 cp): You possess a secret lair. It has a computer similar to the BatComputer, a vehicle pad, and multiple secret entrances to use to your liking. 
Lair (-100 cp): You possess a secret lair. It has a computer similar to the BatComputer, a vehicle pad, and multiple secret entrances to use to your liking. 
Small Fortune (-150 cp) : You have $10,000,000 in the bank. You also gain a decent sized home and even a butler to maintain it. You have the contacts to get a nice paying job. You can choose to have the secret identity benefits as well.
Motherbox (-300 cp): A small highly advanced living computer from New Genesis. Capable of scanning and copying sources of information such as books, computers, and even the internet allowing for later viewing of the information. If the user is severely injured it can offer short term medical care to prevent death. It is extremely loyal to you.
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Name: Morgan Le Fay
Gender: Female
Age: ~1500 (Looks 27)
Height: 5'9
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Green
Stats (Without Enhancements)
Strength: B
Endurance: B
Agility: A
Magical Resistance: 
Age of Gods Magic: A
Modern Magic: Complete immunity
Origin: ?
Elemental Affinity: Average One

DC Universe 
https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1408477495304.pdf
1000 cp to spend 
Age: 27
Drop in: You start off in the middle of your starting city. No one knows you or what you can do. 
Powers:
Regeneration (-200 cp): You heal very quickly and are difficult to truly kill. Even limbs and certain organs can be regenerated. Most wounds will heal in seconds with more grievous injuries taking a few minutes. Organs and limbs take up to a couple of hours to regrow.
Psionic (-400 cp): You are able to read surface thoughts and emotions of creatures. You are also able to perform mild telekinesis of up to 300 lbs. Even mentally nudging someone to do something. Trained creatures or those who have a strong will can resist your powers. With long years of meditation and training you can improve your powers. 
Mental Resistance (-200 cp): Maybe you have a strong sense of self, maybe you have magical protections, or maybe you're really good at picturing a brick wall. Whatever it is, you have proven to be capable of defending against the strongest of mental assaults and intrusions.
Items:
Small Fortune (-150 cp) : You have $10,000,000 in the bank. You also gain a decent sized home and even a butler to maintain it. You have the contacts to get a nice paying job. You can choose to have the secret identity benefits as well.
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Name: Mordred Pendragon
Gender: Female
Age: Biologically 7 (Looks 14) 
Height: 5'0
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Green
Stats (Without Enhancements)
Strength: A
Endurance: A
Agility: A
Magical Resistance: B
Origin: ?
Elemental Affinity: ?

DC Universe 
https://i.4pcdn.org/tg/1408477495304.pdf
1000 cp to spend 
Age: 12
Drop in: You start off in the middle of your starting city. No one knows you or what you can do. 
Powers:
Regeneration (-200 cp): You heal very quickly and are difficult to truly kill. Even limbs and certain organs can be regenerated. Most wounds will heal in seconds with more grievous injuries taking a few minutes. Organs and limbs take up to a couple of hours to regrow.
Deep Breath (-200 cp): You can breathe in water, the pressures of the ocean no longer bother you, an exceptional swimmer, and able to communicate underwater clearly.
Mental Resistance (-200 cp): Maybe you have a strong sense of self, maybe you have magical protections, or maybe you're really good at picturing a brick wall. Whatever it is, you have proven to be capable of defending against the strongest of mental assaults and intrusions.
Skills:
Master Detective (-100 cp): You can't always be at a place at the right time to stop a crime. You are exceptionally skilled at finding clues, and piecing them together. 
Master Planner (-150 cp): You have a way of putting some of the best plans together. You can look at problems and quickly put together a plan to deal with it in the best manner possible. That doesn't mean you have the resources to pull it off though. 
Items:
Small Fortune (-150 cp): You have $10,000,000 in the bank. You also gain a decent sized home and even a butler to maintain it. You have the contacts to get a nice paying job. You can choose to have the secret identity benefits as well

Dying and meeting a ROB was interesting. However like Dumbledore said, "After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure." And for me that was literally the truth. CYOA, SI, Jumpchain 

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Confidence is the source of courage, Jason did not let the mood of the office effect him and thought to himself that he can't sit on his ass until the situation gets out of hand or hope for someone to fix his problem. ( that someone is none other than his Ice Princess )

"Speaking of which, once the DD system came out, My Ice Princess did predict that there are crisis which are bound to happen. Her calmness and judgment never stop to astonish me. some times even I can not help wonder what the hell did she see in me. "

Jason couldn't help but pout. Although he didn't like the overbearing and powerful side of the Ice Princess, he had to admit that his girlfriend was really awesome.

He has been a proud man since he was a child. He gave his best in everything. Even in such an emergency situation that may lead to a drastic change in the world, He can see more clearly and think farther than others, Ice Princess is a exception.

In his opinion, this kind of very calm mind is the strongest golden finger that God can give.

"No matter what changes will happen in this world, A calm mind is the best way to cope with it."
Jason settled down and decided to plan how to how advance in future.

"First, I have to determine Attribute to focus on!"

After completing his daily task Jason received the task completion reward of 0.4 free attributes and 2 contribution coins. now Jason was thinking where to assign the 0.4 attribute points or to just accumulate them. so, he opened the DD system interface and began to glance at various attributes, then he notice something odd which he did not notice earlier, that there was + sign before his attribute points and after it was a - sign.

Player ID : XXXXXXX86018
Name : Jason Aaron   LV : 0 
Tittle : -/-
Occupation : 1. (+)   2. (+)
Sub Occupation : 1. (+)  2. (+)
Contribution Coins : 2
Attribute Points : 0.4
Mana : 500 
Chi : 500
Constitution : + 5 -    
Intellect : + 5 -     
Agility : + 5 -             
Strength : + 5 -
Perception : + 5 -
Skills (3)
Item (1)
Tasks (2)
Dungeon(0)

Then he checked the PDF for the uses of these sign, but there was only mention of + sign in the PDF and no mention of - sign in it. according to PDF + sign can be used to add free attributes then any one with common sense can guess that - sign can be used to deduct attributes. then Jason put this theory to test by trying to control the - sign in front of the Intellect by using the + sign operation method described in the PDF.

- sign sank a bit, then Intellect changed from 5.0 to 4.9, and then his mana also dropped to 490, and the free attribute point changed from 0.4 to 0.5.  

what's this situation?

In the introduction of the five major attributes section of the PDF, he read that "Free attribute points cannot be restored once used".

But at the moment, he can use the - sign to lower the five attributes and increase the unallocated free attribute points.

Clicking the + sign behind the Intellect, the free attribute point becomes 0.4 again, the Intellect changes from 4.9 to 5.0, and the spirit power also returns to 500.

Jason began to try and reduce the Intellect until it dropped to 0.1, and then - sign disappeared. this seems to be extreme and cannot be further reduced.

Jason suddenly felt lack of energy and wanted to sleep.

Then add the extra 5.3 free attribute points to the Strength, There was a sudden surge of power in his body, and he had sudden urge wanting to try and lift the computer desk with one hand.

Jason carried out his tests for a long time, and Jason was almost sure that as long as he maintained his Five attributes to the minimum state of 0.1, then he can adjust remaining attributes according to his will.

"That is to say, I can lower some attributes at will, and Increase required attribute at will. It is usually useless, but at the critical moment, it can be my hidden. no no it has many other huge use that i can not currently think of ..."

Jason faintly felt that this ability was more than what meets the eyes, but he couldn't think off it now.

He could not help but look at the PDF forwarded in the group chat. then his shone, according to the PDF The higher an attribute is, the faster you can learn and improve related professional skills.

The higher the attribute, the harder it is to improve the attribute through exercise and different base skills, and the corresponding exercise intensity and time needs to be increased.

He finally understood why he felt that this cheat was more than what meets the eye.

"According to the PDF DD system is like a game system then, I should assign the free attribute points according to my profession and increase his main attribute. but the problem is that all my stats are balanced with +5 points which make it harder for me to choose which attribute to focus on but thanks to my new cheat this does not matter at all."

" Then the first step in my plan now is obviously to choose my Occupation " thought Jason, even though Ice princess specifically told him not to choose a occupation until she gets back home, Jason did not care about it and began to search for a suitable occupation for himself thinking " hope she can understand me, if not that is also okay I have two occupation I will Leave one for her to choose"

Even though this +,- cheat make's the main attribute theory totally Nile, it does help Jason in a long run. As this ability makes Jason Jack of all trade's attribute wise but occupational skill wise there are only handful skill he can learn and devote to. So, Jason decide to set a goal for himself and decided to find a suitable occupation for himself.

After hesitating for a while, Jason opened DD system Interface and opened career search page, and then entered the occupation that he was most interested in—Support, and chose to confirm.

Ding: there is no such occupation as support, You choose create it. Once created, you will become the founder of the profession.

"Founder?"

Jason pouted, and quickly meditated in his heart to confirm.

'Please describe the characteristics of the profession. Once this feature is determined the occupation will be blessed by the Heaven and earth, only those with the highest contribution to the profession can change or modify it later for a fee. '

Jason figured characteristics of the profession out, then simply inputted that 'to give buff to allies and give debuff to enemies'.

'Congratulations on your successful creation of a new career ' Support'. As a founder of the Support career, you gain + 30% skill proficiency in skills related to this profession. '

Jason was overjoyed, becoming the founder he has such a perk? he seemed to have already read this in the morning.

The system prompts again: 'If no skills are created within a month, the Occupation will be cancelled. If there is no successor to this profession, the Occupation will be cancelled. '

"..."

Jason was speechless. come to thing of it my Ice princess and the PDF warned about this earlier. 

That being said, he still has to expect someone to create skill for this occupation within a month?

In addition, the Profession should have successor or the profession will disappear?

"Okay! It's better to do it yourself!"

Jason decided to create support skills himself, without any hesitation.

He really likes Support profession. When playing games, even though the game and his teammates abused him thousands of times. He still chose to play an support without hesitation.

Since you like it, Then go for it.
　　
As for whether you have the ability to create skills and whether you have the ability to promote this profession, he doesn't have to worry much about it thanks to his new +,- Cheat.

"Heal! with the effect similar to adding HP in the game."

Jason immediately decided on the first Support skill to be created, Heal.

"Again, how to create this skill."

"the skill can be created In two steps, the first step is to add attributes to perception, and find a way to understand how injury recovery in the body."

"The second step is to add attributes to perception and Intellect. Keep testing and studying slowly using trial and error method!"

Jason's face is brightened, and the general direction of creating the first Support skill was determined.

The plan has been worked out, and the next step is implementation.

For the first time in his life Jason's heart was filled unlimited ambition.

He had a feeling of rediscovering his dreams and pursuits, like he as something to struggle for in this cruel world.

Turning on the game system, he quickly encountered his first difficulty.

Asides from Perception, Intellect and Constitution attributes are also important in his process, as Intellect is required for mana and Constitution is required for fast healing. if both are only 0.1, then he will be mentally exhausted and drowsy from the former, while the latter will make him physically weak and recovery will be slow.

"Ok!"

He had to change his plan, changing both the Intellect and Constitution attributes to +3, the Strength and Agility to 0.5, and adding the rest of the attributes to perception making it + 18.4.

Shortly thereafter, he encountered a second difficulty.

How to understand how the injury recovered?

"It seems that I should cut a scar on my body first, or make a bruise on my body ... It's better to buy some medicine for healing. Then recovery speed will be faster, and it would be easier to feel how the injury recovers."

Jason looked around, his colleagues were still looking sadly discussing the possible changes in this world in the future.

The strange boss and relatives none of them have showed up till now.

Jason stood up, left his cubical, went out and took the elevator to first floor.

The elevator was overcrowded.

Going down to the first floor, there were a lot of security guards when he came in the morning, but none of them could be seen now. some people still slowly left the building, but no one came in. This kind of situation was not seen in the past, this made Jason's heart slightly hesitant.

It always feels that this world is really a little different.

The building has an underground parking lot and an open-air parking lot outside. Jason's Macro car is generally with electric vehicle and bicycle parking areas behind the open-air parking lot.

Riding his car, Jason went straight to the nearest pharmacy.

Passing an exit of the building's underground parking lot, Jason suddenly found that the parking railing had been broken and there was no one in the security Booth.

He decides take a half day from and to return to his apartment after lunch at noon, regardless of whether or not the owner of company returns.

Even though the fine for half a day absence is not less and the salary was only enough for him to maintain his daily expenses, Jason was saving some money by tightening his habits and expenditure.

On the road, there was still a lot of traffic, and it feels like the traffic was a little more than in the morning.

Jason didn't think much, he came to the nearest pharmacy, but found that the store was closed.

Looking for another one.

On both sides of the street, most of the shops along the street were closed but still some were open as usual. Most of those that were closed was the small independent stores.

After looking for a few streets, Jason finally found a drug store that was still open.

Jason gritted his teeth and bought lots cheap medicines, lotion, spray related to hemorrhage, swelling and pain-relieving related drugs.

Two hundred dollars were spent just like that.

On His way back, he seem to remember something. He stopped the electric car again and entered a small supermarket full of people.

he took a big bag and filled it with bread, biscuits and instant noodles, and spent another 100 dollar

　　

For what reason Players are born?

To chase their Dream?

Or To be Free?

What are Players?

Players are incredible and strong people of the world. 

They have strength enough to collapse large Mountains and Rivers.

There're tons of incredible Players in the world.

This vast world is filled with Players worthy of conquering it.

You will become a Player someday, too.

The greyish-blue Mercedez Benz stopped in front of the gates of Ringford High School. Students in white shirts with black plaited skirts and black pants lifted their eyes in awe to see the luxury car stop in front of the gate. Moreover, their tongues were wagging furiously.
"I wish a handsome hunk to descend from that luxury chariot!" a girl with a bob cut bang, clutched her hands on her chest, "I wish!"
"Shut up!" the guy beside her hissed and smacked her head, "An angel will descend, you see!"
"I guess it's the new girl the principal was talking about."
"Yeah... maybe."
The loud commotion of the students died down when the rear door of the car opened. Everyone held their breaths as a foot stepped down and the whole body appeared from behind the door. A girl with curly pixie with forehead bangs stepped out, wearing a similar school uniform. She was wearing a pair of white loafers to match the uniform requirements. She didn't glance at the gate and instead turned towards the car. The front door of either side opened and a man and a woman stepped out. The woman appeared to be in her late forties while the man was in his fifties.
"Are you ready?" The woman asked her as she placed her hands on her shoulders with a smile.
"Yes Ma," the girl smiled at her.
"I know you will do great," The man came and stood by her side and patted her head. 
"I will, Pa."
The girl was taller than her mother and slightly shorter than her father.
"All the best. I will send those, you know..." the woman raised her voice a bit as the girl started walking towards the gate.
"Thanks. And yes, don't worry," the girl replied hurriedly as she brushed the bangs from her forehead. But the bangs landed back on her forehead, covering it. She raised her left hand and glanced at the smartwatch on her wrist. She double-tapped it and glanced at the time.
She coolly walked ahead through the granite path as the students ogled her up and down. She kept brushing away the bangs on her forehead. She looked around with her dark eyes which were intensified by the use of kohl under her eyes.
"She must be the new girl, right?" the girl from earlier gave her a once over.
"Yeah, it seems so. I heard that she has been a top scorer at her previous school," another girl whispered carefully. The boy behind them narrowed his eyes with displeasure when he heard the girls speaking.
But this girl paid no attention to the gossips around her as she walked straight to the principal's office. She stopped in front of the door and calmly spoke, "Ma'am? May I come in?"
The principal, a middle-aged woman, wearing a pair of glasses, looked up. Her eyes widened with realization and she smiled.  
"Fiona Coulton?" she asked.
"Yes," the girl answered.
"Come in, please," the principal stood up from her chair and walked towards this girl called Fiona.
Fiona entered through the door and the principal paused in front of her.  
"Please sit down and wait for a while," the principal pointed at a couple of chairs placed in the plain-looking wall, "I will send for your class teacher as soon as the morning assembly ends."
Fiona nodded and sat down on one of the chairs. She let her black backpack slide down her back and placed it on her thighs. She was left alone in the principal's office. Out of habit, she brushed away the bangs from her forehead.    
With her calm eyes, she looked around at the office. At a corner, she could see the numerous shields and trophies placed on the top of the cardboard. One of the walls was decorated with photo frames.
Suddenly, the smartwatch on her wrist blinked with a red light. Fiona sighed and double-tapped it.
A message popped up on the screen, 'Momma_enchanted sent you a message.' She clicked on it. There was a message with a PDF attached. 
'Honey, Mission 25 will commence tonight. Boss wants you to install the tracker this time. The PDF below has a list of the persons we will be targeting tonight.'
With a sigh, Fiona downloaded the PDF file and scanned the list. She had to track down five of the fifteen people named in the list. She sighed again.
She was happy to be a seventeen-year-old secret agent. She was doing fine. What was she doing in this school, being an undercover agent? She stared at the screen of the smartwatch as the screen darkened. 
"Fiona Coulton?" an unfamiliar voice called her and she looked up. A young male teacher wearing a forget-me-not blue shirt paired with a pair of black jeans. He smiled mischievously.
Fiona narrowed her eyes, "Yes?"
"Well..." the teacher threaded his fingers through his hair, "I am Sinclair Matthew and I will be your class teacher. You will be officially introduced to the students now. Please, follow me." Fiona nodded solemnly and stood up to follow the teacher. She left the room after she took a final glance at the room.
She followed the teacher to the second floor while the teacher kept pointing at the various rooms and corners excitedly, describing the various histories related to them. Fiona sighed with boredom and kept brushing the bangs with frustration. Finally, the teacher stopped after what that felt like an eternity.
"Here is your class," he stepped in and gestured Fiona to enter. Then, he clapped his hands to get the attention of the various students sitting at their respective desks. 
"Attention, class," the teacher said with a polite grin to which the girls grunted bewitchingly, "This is Fiona Coulton. And she will be joining our class today."
The boys whistled while the girls sighed with disappointment, threatened by the appearance of a new rival. But, Fiona was unfazed as she put on a poker face and glanced around nonchalantly. 
"And yes, you will be happy to hear that she is the one that the principal has been talking about lately," the teacher continued with his cheeky grin.
A collective 'oh' resounded as the whole class turned behind to glance at a dark-eyed boy sitting at the last desk of the middle row. The desk beside him was empty. He was the boy from earlier who was displeased to know that Fiona was 'that' girl. His gaze met with Fiona's and a sneer crossed his face. Fiona calmly blinked and glanced ahead of him.

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