All Chapters of Reborn with the Promiscuity System: Good Girl No More: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Was she already succumbing to darkness? Falling into a muddy quagmire which would permanently entrap her underneath in this lifetime?These were the questions Agatha asked herself when she accepted the last mission for level 2 that the system had issued her.When she closed her eyes, the system's voice seemed to echo in her mind.While feeling cold all over, she watched as the last man fell dead on the floor after being stabbed in the heart repeatedly by a short-haired girl. The system then asked her if she wanted to erase the memories or leave impressions that it was alright because they're bad people and were scums of the society.To this question, she only shook her head and stayed silent.Whether to remind her of her crime or her vow, she refused its offer and decided to keep the memories and everything that came along with them. She wouldn't erase anything, to always remind herself of how in order to not die by the system's ruthless and unseen

"Sir, I am not allowed to go in. This is as far as I can escort you."The master waved at the masked man who opened the door to the room and then went in by himself. Behind him, the door closed audibly. But oddly, the middle-aged man did not appear concern as though him being sealed inside the unfamiliar and suspicious room was not in any way worrying. Nonchalance remained on his face, even after he saw the kind of place the person he drove here for was keeping."You look as crazy as always."The bearded man sitting comfortably on the sole chair in the place boringly replied, "Not always. Only after my wife died."The master looked around for anywhere to sit on, but found nothing. The place only had rows of shelves on the side housing large transparent jars filled with all sorts of organs, in which one of the specimens was interestingly a black colored large intestine. There was also a bookshelf full of thick books about anatomy and biology near the other

More than good decisions, people are more prone to commit mistakes throughout their lives. And Eithan did just one of them today.This happened after he advised Irene Middleton and the police about the bomber lurking around the mall.The folly of a youth who has yet to discover that most of the time, age equates knowledge and experience.He stupidly assumed that by throwing away his sim card, no one would be able to lead the message back to him. He didn't know that the network's records could be hacked, and even if the possibility crossed his mind, he assumed that there would be nothing to worry about because all he did was tipped off the police.Also, unlike the other hosts who knew they could use the system to mask delete their records or traces, Eithan knew none of it. His system AI was ultimately like its brethren with a nasty little hobby of letting their hosts discover the system's functions by themselves.Hence, he didn't know that he could

'What an accursed day,' he complained to himself with a face that seemed as dark as the bottom of a pot. The sun outside the station could not drive away the ominous clouds floating above his head.Truthfully, he was not yet outside of the police station. He stopped at the lobby and those rays of light which could not really alleviate his gloomy mood were merely refracted through the glass window. But actually, putting his mood dampened by all the unpleasant experiences he had within that room aside, there was another reason he said his Friday was cursed.'...What the hell is this?'Two people called out his name, and both stared at each other promptly after. However, their staring contest only lasted for two seconds and their attention went back to him.Eithan chose to turn around and faced Baron, ignoring the other. He nodded at the man in acknowledgment. After all, even though the officer did not help him much, Baron did try his best to put good words

Eithan felt his body growing colder as he at least recognized that he was not even in his own neighborhood anymore. His face showed just how much shocked he was for discovering that in just a second, he was no longer inside his house.'So a host could so something like this, huh?' he asked himself when a bit of calmness returned to his body.'Maurice then?' He began guessing as to lessen the panic in his heart.'For that frickin' phone?'Just when his mind was being plagued by so many questions, he suddenly felt the back of his scalp and his spines tingled. Something inside his brain suddenly screamed of danger. He felt cold all over, his senses perceiving something which appeared behind him. For how he sensed that, he didn't know. He also didn't know why he had this feeling. If he had to guess, maybe it was the enhancement which the system told him five days ago.However, no matter what the reason was, he did sense something, no, someone appearing behind him. As if the embodiment of