Chapter 65 - Twitchy

— Come in...

Opening the door wider, Revie, a little awkwardly, entered the room with quiet steps and slowly closed the door behind her.

After standing for a while, she went to Jack, looking around the room with a complex expression on her face— Well... nothing has changed here since the last time...

Trying to start a conversation somehow, she tried not to talk about what had happened.

In general, as a straightforward and outspoken person, it was hard for her and it turned out to be an absurdity.

She knew perfectly well how to offend a person or make them angry, but she didn't have to support someone, and if she did, the girl didn't remember anything anymore.

She didn't remember because her only support option in such cases was drinking.

Unfortunately, Revie felt that this method would not help now.

She realized this only by looking at the calm, thoughtful and somewhat indifferent face of the guy she loves.

This calmness was a little scary, because the girl didn't want anything to happen to him.

After such a breakdown, after losing the man you called your little brother... calmness was clearly not a good reaction.

Anyway, Revie expected to be sent far, far away...

She judged by herself.

If Jack had been killed and she hadn't been allowed to take revenge when the killer was so close... Well, she'd be out of sorts, to put it mildly.

— So you didn't bring me here? Jack sighed

- no... — Revi—Valmet licked her dry lips and dragged you here alone... She threw it over her shoulder and holding it by the ass, carried it here.

He grinned—A strong woman.

— There's no arguing. — Revi smiled tightly — You... well... at you... in short, how are you?

Jack looked at her embarrassed tense face and smiled weakly—Badly.

— I see...

— Are you the only one here?

— Eh?

Jack leaned back on the sofa, resting his hands on the bed — Balalaika, Coco, Valmet and Chiquita...

— Well, they're gone. — the girl said carefully, sitting down on the edge of the bed — This sleeper pressed you well, as you can see. I slept until late at night, and they, despite everything, have things to do.

— I understand. — Jack nodded, closing his eyes — I wanted to apologize to everyone...

Revi's face stretched out in an amazing way from surprise and disbelief— What?

Did she really hear "apologize"?

— By my unreasonable actions, I put everyone in danger, although it did not concern you at all...

Her eyes, opened from shock, looked with disbelief at the calm, emotionally tired face of a guy who, after everything that had happened, could talk about apologies to them with a small affectionate smile.

If she could fall in love even more, she would do it...

Only she was a little strained by the wording...

— No need to apologize, we all understand, but what are you saying at all?

— Hmm? Jack tilted his head in perplexity

Revie abruptly got out of bed and came closer to him.

Bending down, the girl looked with her large and at the moment, stern eyes into his eyes — Everything that concerns you concerns us...

— That's definitely my concern. — she added

— I don't think so.

Squinting, Revie sat down on the bed next to him — Okay, there will be time to convince you of this... Jack, don't you dare avenge Hiro.

These words have already made him frown a little menacingly — Why is that?

— Jack... Balalaika and Coco told everything while you were out. This triad is just fucking awesome. — she shook her head — Ten thousand people all over the world. There is only a relatively large branch here, but even so, the money is simply unreal. There are three hundred people and this is the largest gang of Ruanapur.

While Revie was talking, she looked at the guy's face and realized that her words didn't scare at all — You'll just die, even if you manage to kill this bastard. They'll get you. It will be a matter of honor for them...

"I'm not going to avenge Hiro, I'm going to avenge myself. — Jack interrupted her gently, speaking softly — He would never offend anyone. I'll kill for myself. For the pain and anguish that torments my heart at the thought that I will never be able to talk to him again. For the fact that I will never be able to ruffle his unruly hair. For not being able to scold him anymore for forgetting to eat again...

Revi's back was covered with goosebumps from the sight of honey eyes, which shone quite frighteningly and atmospherically in the dark.

— ...I'll blow his brains out for never seeing the silly innocent smile on the face of my non-native, but younger brother again. And believe me, nothing will stop me.

The girl swallowed and smiled tightly — Surprised that you are able to be so angry... so kind and ...

— The Lord is also cruel, but fair. — Jack said gloomily — I'm a simple man, so I'm entitled to a break.

After sitting in silence and looking at the guy, Revie sighed — Okay, you can count on me.

— It is excluded. — the guy said instantly — It's just my business.

Here the girl — Jack has already tensed up. I won't let you die.

"I'm not going to die.

— I'll see to it, so of course you won't die.

Silence...

For a while they "played" in the staring game, until Jack smiled affectionately.

Raising his hand under the girl's anticipatory gaze, he ran it over her cheek, causing a flutter in her stomach — So be it, but I will be in command and don't you dare tell other girls about it.

— But their help...

— No. — Jack said firmly - If you try to involve them, then I will rush alone without any plan and preparation to exchange my life for the life of that bastard.

Revie tensed—Is this a threat?..

In response, Jack only smiled gently — How can this be a threat when I put my skin under attack?

— For me, this is the toughest threat. — the girl clenched her jaw — You don't seem to have any idea how dear you are to me.

— We've known each other for a week...

— Amazing, isn't it? I myself would never have believed that such a thing could happen to a dirty runaway like me. However, I'm here, so everything can be as it turns out.

After looking at Revie for a while, Jack fell on the sofa with a slight smile — Okay. I see you're tired, come here.

The girl rolled her eyes.

Licking her lips smartly, she perked up and her hands reached out to take off the top...

— No, no, that's not what I'm talking about. Jack grinned weakly and beckoned her with his finger — Just lie down. I see how tired you are, so I'll break my promise and we won't have anything today. And I won't be able to focus on you right now, you know.

Frozen with her hands on the topic, Roaring like a child who was not given candy, grimaced, and then grinned — Damn, I thought since you pulled yourself together so quickly, everything would be in force.

Lifting the corner of his lips slightly, in a warm smile, Jack replied — I really don't mind, I just don't want to spend our time in this mood... the first night.

— I agree. Revie grinned and fell on him, and then perched next to him, her ass against the soft back of the sofa

It was cramped, but that pleased her, because she had to snuggle up to him.

— Well, well...

- what?

— You've gained a lot of muscle since last time... and it feels like you've become even slimmer compared to what it was during the day... and he became more beautiful. Again.

After blinking a couple of times, Jack looked at his hands and realized that he really had lost a little more.

Whether it was due to an increase in stats through reaching the limit or due to a stressful situation, he didn't know, but it was definitely pleasing.

— It seems to you... well, the muscles from training. You're going to fall asleep now, and I'm going to study. There's nothing to do at night anyway.

— I see. Revie replied and tightened her grip on his body with her left hand, as if afraid that he would leave — Tomorrow we will continue shooting practice with you.

— Let's finish it soon. The deal was for a week.

— Yes, but if you want to go to the triad, you need to hone your skills even more. If I am not satisfied with your training, then we will continue.

Jack grinned — Whatever you say, but first there is a training session with Valmet. I've had it since this morning. You have to admit, such a woman can train well and teach a lot, just like Chiquita...

Squeezing the guy almost to the point of pain, Revi squinted — I and only I teach you how to shoot.

— good. — he grinned good - naturedly

Pursing her lips, the girl added — If they insist, then you will definitely agree, I have already studied you. Tell them to solve this issue with me.

"Haha, are you my mommy?"

— Take it higher, I'm your coach.

— Okay, okay.

— Well done. An obedient disciple is a grace for the teacher. Revie smiled contentedly

— Whatever you say.

They were silent for a while, until Revie's eyes slid to the briefcase on the table.

— This money is yours... and the Chinese also did not receive girls, as well as a shelter with territories. Balalaika said it was important to you and beat the Chinks to the maximum. So-so consolation, of course, but at least something...

- yes. So-so consolation... — Jack said quietly, looking at the suitcase —... I would never trade his life for their lives, but what can I do... I am happy for them, but not quite sincerely.

— That's understandable. Revie chuckled

— But money is good. — his eyes glittered — With the help of them, they dug their own grave.

...

After about fifteen minutes, Revie sniffed softly, plunged into the realm of dreams.

Moving as carefully as possible, Jack freed himself from her embrace and got up from the sofa.

In a dream, Revi touched the bed, trying to find a big warm and soft "dakimakura", in the form of Jack, but the search was in vain, and she calmed down, continuing to sleep.

Going to the suitcase, Jack took a few thousand, closed the suitcase and put it under the sofa where the girl was sleeping.

Having dressed decently, he noted that the old things had already become too big and new ones needed to be purchased.

Putting a wad of banknotes in his pocket, he sat down at the table and took out a pistol.

Having equipped two magazines, Jack set about what he had never done before, namely, cleaning the gun.

Disassembling it, he carefully memorized its device, and therefore it was not difficult for him to put everything back together when the cleaning was over.

Without ammunition, he sent an imaginary cartridge into the chamber, pulled the trigger and heard the sound of the drummer.

- "Everything seems to be right..."

After inserting the magazine, he again sent the cartridge and put the pistol on the safety before stuffing it into a deep pocket of his pants, where he sent two loaded magazines.

After that, the guy got up and headed out of the room.

Revie was sleeping here right now, so it's better to practice anywhere on the pier.

There's usually no one there at night.

After walking down Ishtar to the exit, he ran into a couple of girls who didn't have a face on them.

During this short time, Hiro managed to get close to everyone, even Beatrice, treated him tolerably, and that was saying something.

...

Jack got to the dock quickly and without any incident.

A little further away, he found himself on the beach.

Not a soul anywhere you look.

Taking the emphasis lying down, Jack began to do push-ups on the sand, which made the task a little more difficult, and he was only glad.

The exercise was easier than usual after strengthening, and he decided to examine the reward that the system gave for the task.

— "Status." — he mentally gave the command

The System of Evil

Specifications

Strength - [12]

240↑

Agility - [10]

200↑

Survivability - [10]

200↑

Perception - [15]

300↑

Mind - [13]

260↑

Will - [17]

340↑

Libido - [21]

420↑

Evil Glasses - [86]

Tasks

"Cowboy"

Goal: To complete the Revi training and impress with its results

Reward: Agility increases by two values

"Sweet Revenge"

Goal: Kill Qian Dongei

Reward: Increase of the "Survivability" trait by three units

"Dragon Fighter"

Objective: The destruction of the Dongfang Long Triad on the territory of Ruanapur

Reward: Modifier [Concentration - Level 1]

Modifiers

Unshakable Mind - [Ur - MAX]

The Devil's Body - [Ur - MAX]

Polyglot - [Ur - 1] [500↑]

Body Control - [Ur - 2] [5000↑]

Velvet Leather - [Ur - MAX]

Belial's Eyes - [Ur - 1] [5000↑]

It was only necessary to focus on the modifier, as the system window immediately appeared.

[Concentration - Level 1]

It is much easier for the user to concentrate. The stronger the concentration, the more attentiveness and the harder the brain works.

Additionally: With the increased work of the brain, come higher costs of energy and mental endurance. But concentration also affects the quality of sleep, which increases the speed of rest.

After reading the description, Jack grimaced a little — "It's certainly cool, but such a reward, yes, for the destruction of an entire triad ..."

—Don't underestimate this modifier," Gunther interrupted, shaking his finger, "I wouldn't give you something useless for such a difficult task."

- "Yes?" — Jack said a little incredulously

- "Of course! For the opportunity to focus, many would give very, very much. Artists, writers, architects and inventors are all those who need inspiration and the opportunity to focus only on one thing in order to fully devote themselves to the cause. It is easier to learn and train with this modifier. It's easier to create and just think. This modifier will even help you reach the limits, if you can concentrate that hard, of course."

"Pushing the ground," Jack chuckled weakly, "If everything is as you say, then this is a good modifier."

- "More than just good. Of course, the modifier will not give you unique skills and powers right here and now, as the "Eyes of Belial" do, but this "passive" modifier will affect absolutely everything. By the way, you should thank me for such a thing."

"I haven't received the modifier yet and haven't felt its power."

"But you're going to get it, aren't you?"

- "Let's see..."

...

A large moon illuminated the beach.

It was about three in the morning when Jack picked up his clothes and got dressed.

During the training, he stripped down to his underpants so as not to sweat his clothes, and then washed in the sea and dried up, sitting on a small cobblestone.

- "Yeah, Leah is still clearly asleep, so I'll have to eat at some diner..." he said, patting his stomach

Quickly returning to the city, Jack went to the main street, where it was most safe.

People who couldn't sleep were walking here and there, but mostly the streets were empty.

Bandits are the same people, so they like to "put pressure on the masses."

Jack, turning his head, tried to find a place where he could fill his stomach.

Naturally, everything was closed until he saw a small cart around the next turn.

A gray-haired old man, about seventy years old, calmly fried something in it.

Approaching, Jack asked — What do you sell?

The old man perked up and raised his head, smiled when he saw a neat young man of pleasant appearance — a seafood platter in a flat cake. You can choose a ready-made one, or you can assemble it yourself. I'll do it quickly.

Nodding, Jack looked at the sign next to him and said — Two servings with squid and mussels.

The old man nodded—One dollar, twenty cents.

— good. — Jack said calmly and pulled out of his pocket the twisted green banknotes

Such a large wad of money made the old man widen his eyes a little, but the elderly man was not the only one who managed to appreciate this "greenery".

Two twitchy men sitting six meters away on the curb also appreciated the thick money puck.

One of them started whispering something in the other's ear to attract attention and pointed his finger at Jack.

Jack himself, in turn, deceptively looked at the money, focusing his peripheral vision on two twitchy peasants.

A few seconds of reflection and the guy's eyes flashed.

He looked up at the old man and pulled out one banknote, said quite loudly with a kind wide smile — I only have hundreds, will there be change?

This kind smile was not at all combined with large honey eyes, which mysteriously but frighteningly shone in the twilight.

- "Eyes! My eyes are burning! The great Lord protect me..." the old man mentally shouted

— Grandpa? Will there be a change from a hundred? Jack repeated, shaking the bill with old Benjamin on it

— Y-yes. D-I think I'll scrape it together.

— Great, I just don't have any change. — Jack smiled, putting the wad of money in his pocket

At the same time, the old man began to fulfill the order at an accelerated pace...