This day Agatha also decided to ditch school and instead go to the shooting range. She had many reasons to do this. First, these days she couldn't help but feel like schooling was already not one of her priorities. This was not influenced by being a rich man's daughter or a magnate's secret lover. With the many threats in her and loved ones' lives she honestly sometimes could not set her mind at ease even if she was at a place meant for learning. Also, even if she goes today, it wouldn't be as fruitful as learning some means of self-defense. Anyway, the only event today there was the announcement of rankings.Secondly, of course, she was angry at the latest mission issued by the system. Or actually, she had been stressed by the missions issued by it. Last time, it wanted her to commit adultery, this time, to stab someone included in her list of people to protect. Really, when given the chance and way to do it, she'd make sure to remove the annoying thing in her head! Third, she wants
Three hours quickly passed after the incident. Agatha had already wasted so many practice ammo. But the stares she received from the others made her conscious, thus halfway her afternoon practice, she snuck out and went back wearing a black dress, a bottle of iced coffee and biscuits were in her hand.By the way, when she was still outside, she began asking the ever-so-sarcastic system about some things that could probably help in her current mission and while passing by a newsstand displayed outside of a bookstore, she learned about the sudden removal of every news and materials related to Maurice on the internet and other media. Reckoning this was probably what occupied her enemy for the last two days, her heart became heavier and many gloomy sighs escaped from her lips. Actually, the news did not shock her so long since she knew this kind of things was just normal for any host. It was just she still felt extremely annoyed and pressured.In her heart, she complained about why the op
Heavens had seemingly wanted to tell her that wish was impossible. It was because when she started brainstorming on how to pass the current mission, she only managed to come up with two ways.First was to probably use her acting skills and accidentally stab Paul at somewhere not fatal. Maybe she could lead him to the kitchen and then fake an accident there. Anyway, she realized the mission only said to stab, not stab to death. There was only one problem. She really disliked the idea of hurting Paul. Hence if there were other choices, naturally she would be more willing to try those first. Anyway, she still has around 7 hours before midnight. Once these fail, that's when she'll ask for Paul 's cooperation.Therefore, she picked the second way. The only thing she didn't foresee was that this option would lead her back to the person she didn't ever want to meet again and that it would make her do something she never considered for today. It was during time like this when one could really
Meanwhile, the bald muscle head next to Kyla who looked like some inmate that escaped from his prison grinned,"Hey, you're his girl! Don't tell me you didn't know that he's having a fierce rivalry with Marc? Why are you surprised?"Agatha looked away uncomfortably since she noticed the person indecently checking her out. If weren't for the number of people looking their way, she would have started hypnotizing this guy to kiss another brawny man on the lips."Hey, Goli! You brute! Stop disrespecting this new addition to our group. Hello, by the way, pretty miss! I didn't think you'd be the one to walk into my room!"Agatha saw the place's owner walking towards her direction. A smile adorned his face. However, she only held unhappiness from Marc's warm greetings. "Sorry if I just suddenly went in. I was curious because I heard some loud voices here," she said flatly."No problem! You're more than welcome here, Miss Silver!" She automatically narrowed her eyes after hearing the upper
"Son." A voice echoed in his sleep. It was a female voice, sweet and caring, but very distant. As distant as a memory slowly being lost in time."My prince! Come here, your sister wants to hear about the King of the Jungle! You join us here so that I won't have to tell this story twice. Haha." The voice sounded out near his ears and because the tone was very joyful, he was sure a smile was adorning that voice owner's face when she said this. All of a sudden, he saw a younger version of him, a naive and lovely eleven-year-old boy. The boy happily went to the smiling woman's side and after hugging her, he sat next to his cute eight-year-old sister. The next moment was spent by them in peals of laughter and smiles. From time to time, the mother was making faces and gesturing in the air in order to match the scenes from the picture book. The two kids were giggling at their beautiful and kind mother's disastrous acting. Sometimes the boy was making rude remarks, questioning why her line
But exactly what did the incensed guy do?It was already too late when they discovered that he was someone with many loose screws in his head. Too late because instead of having a polite conversation with his parents, the man threw the Molotov in their direction. Even now, he couldn't forget the fire that immediately broke out after. It was a fire that started from him. Yes! The Molotov ended up landing and exploding right in front of him, probably a step away from him. He and his sister were immediately engulfed by the fire. Since both of them were just kids who never experienced pain greater than a prick from a needle, they were too immature and were more inclined to mind the sudden pain that assaulted them than to think of what could help douse the fire. They only screamed and hoped for their parents to save them.But then, his panicking parents who tried to come over and rescue them were stabbed to death by the madman! As he, the boy, cried for help and rolled on the lawn hopin
It was already late afternoon. So many fun things distracted him since this morning so he only remembered his stalking target just thirty minutes ago. The teleporter kid laughed to his system AI. "I don't mind the deducted points. Hehe, I know while the others are crying over the points subtracted unreasonably by their companions, you are always fair and always doing your best to give me free information. Don't worry about these little points."After taking another bite, he continued,"So this girl is really not that other host? Meaning our lovely stalking target impersonated 1096?""Ooh, you make sense. And I'm guessing 1096 has not yet considered this 101 impersonating her!"Sandro nodded. It continued."Well, looks can be deceiving. Awww, this is what saddens me about this world. Even before, we, hosts had access to items like face-changer, there are already so many mysteries and puzzles revolving human faces existing! With the same face, a person can do many things. and majority
Thirty minutes after the explosion, the girl alerted by the system arrived at the apartment and saw the disaster it had become. The place was like a scorching pit of hell. Or at least, the fire, heat, and screams made the scene appear like one! It was very chaotic and noisy. and people panicking, shouting, and crying could be seen everywhere. When she turned her head to the right, she even saw a burly man with burnt hair and hideous-looking upper arm crying for help while escorting a coughing old woman out of the fire. "Hey, folks! More manpower needed here!""Aaaaaaahhh! My house! My appliances! Everything I saved up for decades! Why are they all burning!!!""Damn! My unit is already turned into ashes!"Said one of the men hammering the cement floor with their fists."Someone's trap on the third floor!""Help! I'm begging you, please help me! M-my mother's still inside!""O-officers! Please!!! M-y youngest child is t-trapped there too!"Uggghh, everyone!!! I'm begging you to stop cr