Chapter 9 - Rage

In the shocked eyes of the people inside the brothel, Jack's leg came off the floor angrily and slammed violently into Beatrice's stomach.

This blow was quite fast, despite the size and low dexterity of the chubby.

Beatrice had never expected this blow. Moreover, she was shocked by Jack's frightening look, and therefore, now, she was lying on the floor of the brothel in a fetal position and vomiting.

Don't underestimate the strength of Jack's legs. Despite the modest strength of seven units, his legs, which constantly moved his carcass, were forced to become overgrown with muscles. Seven units of strength is a general characteristic of the muscles of the whole body.

Jack's hands are weak at the moment, they are, but the legs are not at all concerned.

Plus, now, his body was filled with anger, anger, and adrenaline.

The sounds of strained coughing and vomiting were the only sounds of a quiet brothel. No one had ever seen Beatrice in such a deplorable state. Many gloated over Beatrice's fate. These people were those who are not by hearsay familiar with the rude nature of the dominatrix.

"You want me to clean out your shit and your client's vomit?" - Jack asked quietly and calmly as he squatted down next to Beatrice and stared that frightening look in the eyes.

He was not embarrassed by the vomit erupting from Beatrice's mouth, although by nature he is a squeamish person.

Everything was perfectly audible in the quiet brothel.

- Why me? - Jack asked calmly again, getting to his feet - Do I deserve such treatment, bitch !? - he shouted, and with all his might, with a swing, kicked Beatrice's stomach, and the arms that covered him

- Kha! Bhatia! - the dominatrix coughed with force and again began to pluck the remnants of lunch from her body

- You liked to humiliate me, huh ?! - Jack shouted and kicked Beatrice in the nose with his heel and unnaturally twisting him to the side

- For what!? What have I done wrong?! Do you think you're allowed to treat me like that ?! Thought it wouldn't come back in decimal, rubbish ?! Who are you, huh ?! Who are you, bitch! - Jack showered with questions, accompanying each of them with a strong kick into a random area of ​​Beatrice's body

Many who gloated began to feel like things were spiraling out of control ...

Jack sighed as he hit Beatrice one last time. His face flushed with rage, anger, and this warm-up, during which he had to kick one of the most beautiful women, even in this anime world.

Closing his eyes, Jack regained his breath and then it dawned on him - "Gods, what I create ..." - Jack thought with surprise, fear, and bewilderment, looking at the beaten Beatrice

- Jack ... - Lola's cautious voice sounded - She will not answer, you knocked her out ...

- Yes? - turning in the direction of Lola, Jack asked and saw the shocked faces of the visitors and the whores themselves

Unable to withstand these glances, he turned around, picked up the purchased things, and stomped into his office - Okay. Help her and clean up everything. If anything, I'm at my place.

...

Jack sat clutching his head in a dark room.

He swayed nervously back and forth on the leather couch.

- "It couldn't have been me ..." - absentmindedly and perplexedly he repeated to himself - "I was never hit a woman. I'm not brought up that way. I am not a criminal, not a bandit and not an animal, like all of them ... "

- "Not at all." - unexpectedly got into his stream of thoughts O'Dim - "People are animals, although they are trying to prove the opposite."

- "Gunther ..." - Jack said quietly in his mind, and then shouted furiously - "It's you! It's all your fault! God, how I did not immediately understand! You somehow changed me! Influencing me with this fucking system and fucking modifiers! You deceived me again! Bald bastard, bring the real me back! "

Gunther smiled and connected his fingers at his chest, said soulfully - "I did not influence you in any way, Jack. Everything you did with this whore, you did it yourself. Your every blow came from your heart filled with anger, resentment, and despair. "

- "False!" - Jack shouted mentally, getting up from the sofa and starting nervous and quickly walking around the room - "Lies, lies, lies, lies!"

- "No matter how much I repeat, the present will not change and will not become a lie." - Gunter said smoothly with a satisfied smile - "Jack, have you ever been told that it is very bad to endure and keep everything in yourself?"

- "What?! What are you talking about? " - Jack froze in the center of the room

- "How much bullying and humiliation did you put up in your past life, Jack? Do you remember? Do you remember how they called you names, pointed fingers, expressed contempt? Do you remember how they spat on your head as you walked up the stairs, huh? And the fights! How many times have you been beaten, and you endured, waiting for the offenders to get tired of beating you because you did not say anything. You didn't moan in pain, didn't complain, didn't cry, but simply waited for the next execution in your life to end and you could safely go home. You endure everything all the time, but the reserve of patience does not last forever, even you, Jack. That's why you fell for Beatrice. That is why you took out resentment, anger, and fears accumulated over several years of your life on her ... "

- "Shut up! You don't know anything about me, Gunther! "

- "Oh no, Jack, I dare to declare that in your life, I understand more than you, because even what you have long forgotten, I know. Something that you forgot by accident, but something you deliberately erased from your memory. "

Jack kicked the sofa with all his might - "What can such a monster understand in my fucking life !?"

Gunther smiled charmingly. "Oh, I understand a lot, Jack. For example, I understand why you endured all this time, and today you exploded. You didn't have parents. He was brought up by his grandparents. These old people laid the foundation for education in you. Almost only because of them you endure everything and endure ... "

- "Shut up! Don't you dare touch them! "

"While you were being bullied, you smiled at home and showed them what they wanted to see. You showed them a happy grandson who, despite his illness, gets everything from life. You were afraid to upset them, Jack. I was afraid of sending too much shocking news to the otherworld because you saw that they were far from getting younger every year. They were plagued by disease, poverty, and a lack of medicine. You endured for them, Jack. I endured it, even though it's not in your nature. Over time, you become so boring that you have already ceased to distinguish yourself from your real self ... And as I said, patience always comes to an end and you broke. Remember that fateful day in the boys' closet, Jack? "

- Shut up, shut up, shut up! That situation was fundamentally different from this! - Jack shouted at the top of his lungs, kicking the poor sofa. Fortunately for him, the room was perfectly soundproofed.

"It was a fateful day for you, Jack. The trinity of arrogant assholes who have no government and do not know what a rebuff is, again decided to annoy you. But it just so happened that they were not lucky, because that day you had an amazingly bad day and you were already on the verge of patience. The moment they laughingly decided to urinate on you, your limit of patience was violated. Anger, resentment, anger burst from your heart, and you fought them back. It was a really interesting fight, Jack. Three for one. You were cornered but fought as if you did not feel pain from the superior in number and strength of the enemy. Your furious blows were stronger because you did not limit yourself at all. In the end, you were beaten, but your opponents looked much worse. What happened next, Jack? Do you remember? Then came the proceedings. You were not recognized as the aggressor, no, you were recognized as a victim who had been bullied for years, but it just so happened that during this procedure your guardians were notified. Grandfather's heart could not stand such truly terrible news. Following your grandfather, your grandmother left this world from shock. So in one day, you lost all your loved ones. "

At this moment, Jack was already on his knees and rested his forehead against the wall. Tears ran down his cheeks, and an animal uterine roar escaped from his throat. "I killed them! I killed them! "

"Oh no, it's just an unfortunate coincidence." - Gunter threw up his hands - "However, who knows how fate would have turned out if you had decided not to endure this bullying. Perhaps the little shocking news would not have influenced your old people in any way, because most likely their hearts simply could not stand the fact that the life of their grandson turned into hell right under their noses. "

Jack didn't answer O'Dim. Now self-flagellation devoured him from within.

Ten minutes later, Jack quietly got up from his knees, hobbled to the couch and collapsed onto it, fell asleep.

...

With a groan, Jack woke up and sat down on the sofa. So he sat there in prostration for several minutes, until Gunther's voice sounded in him.

"Good morning, Jack. Although I don't know what this morning is for you, after yesterday. "

- And I already dared to hope that yesterday's events are just another nightmare. - Jack muttered gloomily in a hoarse voice.

"Perhaps I know what will cheer you up."

Jack shook his head and simply decided to ignore Gunther. What can he say that will lift his spirits?

- "Just look into the system."

Jack froze for a second - "Just don't tell me ..." - guessing about the surprise, he said

- "Yeah."

Jack shook his head - Status

System of Evil

Characteristic:

Strength - [7]

140 ↑

Agility - [9]

180 ↑

Vitality - [5]

100 ↑

Perception - [13]

↑ 260

Reason - [12]

↑ 240

Will - [9]

180 ↑

Libido - [1]

20 ↑

Evil Points - [100]

Tasks:

(There are currently no assignments)

Modifiers:

Resolute Mind - [Lvl - MAX]

Devil's Body - [Lvl - MAX]

Polyglot - [Lv - 1] [500 ↑]

- "One hundred points ... Are you saying that yesterday, beating some whore, I earned eighty points?" - Jack asked shyly, distracted from his gloomy mood

"You didn't just beat this whore. You beat her up and humiliated her in front of the whole brothel and its many guests. You humiliated and beat an extremely proud and narcissistic person, turning him into an object for gossip and ridicule. You turned Beatrice's once beautiful and luxurious life into hell. Besides, you have succumbed to primordial desires. You went on about anger, rage, and anger. That's why you got those eighty points. "

- "I see ... Then why so few? This list is not eighty points. " - Jack said with displeasure.

"Because Beatrice's karma is low. Do you want more points? To find a real nun in this hole, beat her also and I will give you the Glasses of Evil. "

- "I don't need such Evil Points… Wait, I almost missed it… My Will increased…"

- "I'm surprised by this too, but yes, during that beating you pumped Will. Perhaps you can even put it on stream somehow and you will "farm" Volya like that ... "

- "Well, I do not. I don't know how to continue to live after yesterday ... "