A man with bra

"Stop you, damn asshole" A voice screamed, gasping for air.

"Why would I do that?" A raspy voice replied.

A young man raced with sweats dripping from his forehead. He wore only a boxer and a pink sexy bra was hanging over his neck. On his bare chest were many hickeys. The bra dangles back and forth as he runs for his life.

'Why did he have to return when I'm about to wrap everything up.' He cursed under his breath.

"Stop and I won't kill you." The same voice came from his back.

"You must think I'm a fool to stop for you." La Coasta snorted, forcing himself to keep running.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just need to confirm if that was my wife's bra."

"How would you know?" he rolled his eyes. 'Can this man be more perverted than me? No- impossible.' He halted for a brief second. His eyes glowed. 'You dare compete with me for the king of pervert— humph!'

"Simple. I just need to smell the scents."

"Are you telling you know the smell of your wife?" La Coasta turned his head and saw the well-built middle-aged man almost catching up to him.

"Of course. Who doesn't know the smell of their wife." The middle-aged man snorted. 'Don't worry when I lay my hand on you. You will regret the day you're born.'

Amid the dilapidated street, a young man and a middle-aged man were chasing each other relentlessly.

The middle-aged man was finding it difficult to keep up with the young man. But the glint in his eyes and the hatred for this young man made him refuse to give up the chase.

'Why won't you leave me be. It's not like I haven't eaten your wife yet.' La Coasta was getting tired of the cat and mouse race.

After taking another turn on the muddy road, his eyes caught sight of a woman in her early thirties in a short old mini skirt and a loose top. In a split of seconds, his eyes scan her from down to top.

"B-Cup and mild cushion." La Coasta muttered and a wild smile appeared on his face. His eyes glowing, licking his lips subconsciously.

*Ding

[Potential Target detected.]

[Quest Available.]

— 1. Get a normal kiss. (1 point)

— 2. Deep kisses. (2 points.)

— 3. Lewd kiss. (3 Points)

—4. Lewd kiss and press her melon. (5 points)

— 5. Get a blowjob or suck her melon. (10 points)

— 6. Complete all packages and make her cry your name. (20 points)

*Ding

[Host, I will advise you to go for the complete package.]

La Coasta stared at the sudden notification before his eyes and pursed his lips.

'I know this system is perverted. But how can it try to outbid me? Of course, I'm going for the full package.'

He grinned foolishly, running toward the woman who had almost entered the wooden house.

"Help!" La Coasta shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hmm!

The woman turned and looked in the voice's direction. She widened her eyes, seeing an almost naked young man dashing toward her.

She furrowed and looked at the back of the young man but saw no one.

"Why is he crying for help?" She muttered.

La Coasta arrived in front of the woman and gasped for air. He pointed to his back, trembling.

"P-please save me… save me from that bad man. I-I just need to stay at your place for a few moments to let the man go, please..."

Tears appear at the corner of La Coasta, looking at the woman with his best puppy eyes.

Seeing La Coasta on the brim of tears. The woman looked at La Coasta and stared at the muddy road waiting to see the chaser.

Tears fell from La Coasta's eyes, sniffing with reddened eyes. "If we wait any moment, the man will appear and I won't be able to escape anymore." He urged the woman with his pitiful face.

'Gush! Why is it so difficult to help an extremely handsome guy in distress.' He shouted in his mind.

"I think I have seen your face around here…" The woman paused for a moment, staring at La Coasta's face.

'Shit. How could she remember me? Is she one of my customers?'

*Ding

[Host, you should remember you were chased through this street 3 days ago when you completed a customer order.]

'Oh, that's it.' The realization dawned on La Coasta. Yet, he didn't let it show on his face.

Sniffed.

Tears falling like an open dam. "If you're not going to help…." Sniffed. "Don't add to my problem…" gasping for air. "I don't know you— can you help before it is too late."

"Fine" The woman tried to remember where she saw his face but she couldn't.

What!

The tears dripping from La Coasta's eyes dried immediately. He jumped up and hug the woman tightly and lift her in a circle, feeling her two mountain peaks.

'Dang it! She doesn't have a bra— wait bra.' His brain jotted and he remembered he had a bra hanging on his neck.

'Fck! Me!'

The woman gasped rolling her eyes in her socket. She couldn't believe what just happened. After regaining from her initial shock, she said in a stern voice. "Will you drop me?"

"Ah, sorry." La Coasta dropped the woman and rubbed the back of his head. "I'm just excited. Can we enter now?" He said in a low voice, looking backward.

She stared at La Coasta for a moment but when she remembered that she wasn't in her bra and the young man could feel it when she carried her.

A slight blush appeared on her face. 'Why didn't I put on my bra.' She cried in mind. 'This is shameful.'

"So you remember you're still being chased and you go on a charade on carrying me." She snorted and entered the house.

Quickly, La Coasta follows after her. He knew they had already wasted a lot of time conversing outside.

"Did I ask you to follow me?" Her stern voice came from inside.

"P-Please—"

"Fine."

La Coasta entered the house with a wild smile on his face. 'Old man you try to catch, I, Woman Deity. In your dream.'

'Now, let's begin the quest.'