"Come in."
Even before the person behind the door knocked a second time, I let her in. Her scent was unmistakable.
"What are you doing away from the reception at this hour?"
I asked, after a quick glance at her. My tone was still disapproving, yet I unbuttoned my shirt in a silent invitation as I went back to signing the papers.
"... We have a problem, Dr. Natasha... Miguel, the janitor, quit... And he also destroyed the men's bathroom on the second floor..."
I looked at her, frowning in confusion.
... Who was she talking about?
"Oh, you're unbelievable, doctor... You asked me to keep an eye on him, and now you forget? Anyway, I'm talking about that boy you approved hiring, even though he was a minor at the time."
Did I?
Nothing came to mind until I briefly rubbed my eyes, finally remembering a few seconds later who she was talking about.
"Ah... It's the one I asked to do the worst cleaning jobs in here, isn't it? I didn't even remember him; I only did it because someone asked... So, what's the problem with that? He's just a poor guy who'll be back cleaning up your shit in a few days, you disgusting pervert... As for the bathroom, leave it as it is. He'll clean it himself when he crawls back."
What an idiot. Making a big deal out of something like that, if it depends on that guy's sister, he'll spend the rest of his life cleaning up other people's messes. It's only a matter of time before he comes back.
So, why stress about it? You'll end up with wrinkles that way. I don't want to throw them away over something so stupid...
Finishing that thought, I went back to the papers, figuring that settled it. So, why was she still looking at me like that?
"What? You don't trust what I say? Girl, you've been stressing me out since you came in here. First with this nonsense and now this?"
"No—no, ma'am... It's not..."
"Hmm... I see, you're horny, aren't you, little bitch? Your boyfriend didn't take care of you again? Poor thing..."
She wasn't even hiding it anymore. Swallowing hard.
"Yes... I'm horny, ma'am..."
"Lock the door and be a good little bitch. Bark for mommy."
It didn't take a second for her to lock the door and get on all fours. Just like a dog.
I couldn't help but smile. I really don't want to throw her away...
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
"Oh, that's it, good girl. Come take care of Mommy's stressed pussy."
"Woof!"
She was so sexy... I took a deep breath as she slowly approached... Wiggling her hips and sniffing the air. Such a good bitch...
My panties would be soaked if I wore any now.
Come on, girl! Don't make Mommy wait!
"Woof! Woof... Hmmm!"
Don't sniff there... It's nice...
I closed my eyes, feeling shivers as she sniffed between my legs under the table. The warm air tickled.
But it didn't compare to her tongue.
"Hmm... Yes... Right there."
That tongue was incredible.
No dick I'd ever had came close...
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"Wait... Sir... Can—can you give me your number?"
What?
... That's new.
I looked at her strangely. Was she blind?
"W—what? Is there something wrong with my face?"
Why are you offended?
You're the one who started this weird stuff. A girl like you asking for my number out of the blue?
... What a waste of time.
"There's nothing wrong. Now get lost."
I'm not falling for that. Probably someone was recording everything. Becoming some kind of internet meme was the last thing I wanted right now.
"Hey! What's your problem? I just asked for your number."
How persistent.
"What's the problem? You really expect me to believe that? I'm filthy and smell like shit. It doesn't make sense for you to ask for my number with me like this."
I sighed as I removed her hand from my arm.
"If you're done, get lost."
"You—you... The street is public, for your information! And now that you mention it... You really do stink. Eca."
See? I knew it.
Enough of giving this girl any attention. I turned around without thinking twice, walking away, but again she grabbed my arm.
"Wait. Wait a minute... Despite being handsome and attractive, you're quite hasty, aren't you? I didn't mean to offend you... You know, my house is nearby... Just saying. Maybe you'd like to take a shower..."
I looked at her as if she were the biggest idiot I'd ever seen.
"Seriously? What's the scam? Are you after my organs? Or accusing me of something like rape and then blackmailing me? Sorry, but I don't have a penny."
"... Are you crazy? Do I look like someone who would do something like that?"
My gaze swept over her from head to toe, stopping at her young face, but far from innocent.
"Yeah. You look exactly like someone who'd do that—and deny it too. Now let go. I've got things to do."
"Urgh. What a stubborn guy... Look... Now do I look like someone who needs to do this?"
Pulling out her wallet, she took out a small metal tag with her photo and handed it to me.
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Name: Luiza Gomes.
Age: 20 years old.
Birthdate: June 27, 2043.
Awakening Date: February 5, 2052.
Rank Awakened D [low level].
Affiliation: Purple Gold Guild [low-level guild]
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"And now? You know you can't fake something like that. Only the Alliance has that metal. Satisfied now? Money isn't something I lack to the point of selling organs or blackmailing someone."
Why are you so proud?
... Rank D ranks are a dime a dozen, girl...
But she was right.
That only made things even more suspicious.
For a moment, I thought it was something related to my family's enemies, but I dismissed the idea.
I was worthless for something like that.
A fact more than proven. My "family" never lifted a finger to help me since I was expelled or when they kidnapped me for exactly that reason. At least they released me when they saw I had no value whatsoever.
... So there's only one reason left for this girl to be doing this
"Spit it out... You're looking to peg me, aren't you?"
It's not that I was ugly enough not to believe someone was hitting on me out of nowhere, but a hottie like that? An 8.5/10?
It would be more believable if she were a 7/10, like Ayla, so there was only one option left. Some bizarre fetish.
"What the hell—ah!... What the hell was that?!"
"At least you don't have a dick."
I quickly checked, ignoring what she was saying. Luckily, it didn't have any volume to the touch.
"A strap-on?"
"What the hell are you doing? How can you go around touching people like that? In public, no less? And stop with that strap-on crap!"
Again I looked at her strangely while she started dragging me to another place, when people started looking at us.
"Huh? What is it now?"
"It's nothing. But isn't it ironic? You've been putting your hands on me this whole time, yet I'm not allowed to give you a quick check? Besides, I don't remember agreeing to go anywhere with you."
"What a drama queen... What do you want? Money, I can pay, okay? Just help me get revenge on my boyfriend, alright? I was pissed, messing around on my phone because he cheated on me, and I ended up bumping into you... I thought you'd be a nice guy to go out and meet, but you're just a brute with a pretty face... So I changed my mind... I need you to fuck me like an animal to show that little shit something. That's all. Can you do it?"
... Yeah. Now the situation was more understandable, so I nodded. Honestly, I didn't want to go after random girls like that, but one presenting herself on a silver platter to me?
I'm not turning down something this easy. So let's do this right.
"What are you doing now?"
"Since when does a brute get pulled by the arm?"
I shrugged as I put my arm around her neck, gripping her chest. It was soft to the touch, and she didn't refuse, so I continued.
She probably didn't mind—night was falling, and rush hour hadn't started yet, so there weren't many people on the streets.
"Are you sure about this? I won't go easy on you."
"... Don't go easy on me. I need a man now, not a boy. I'll make that bastard regret it."
"Wow. What a bad girl... I didn't think you'd have that kind of personality."
"But you thought I sold organs... So, how much do you charge? Sure, I'll only pay if I find the result satisfactory."
"I don't want money."
"Then?"
"... I'll tell you later."
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It ended up being a really quick walk. We needed ten minutes to get to a modest apartment, but several times better than my place...
Am I really doing this?
It's one thing to corrupt someone I resent or have some other kind of feeling towards, but a random girl?
Didn't he leave any recorded message with advice for this, old man?
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[Programmed message from Markus Ivanovic: Nobody would care if it were the other way around. Do whatever you want, brat]
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Yeah. He did.
How convenient.
Just look at how convenient this situation is. I was thinking about getting stronger, and a random girl shows up out of nowhere?
I was thinking about how I could get into rifts, get stronger, and also get money, and everything just keeps falling into my lap like this?
What do you say, old man? I tried.
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[Programmed message from Markus Ivanovic: Don't get hung up on the idea of convenient coincidences. Coincidences happen. That's how the world works, not something programmed by someone, as you probably think. And the situation you're in to think like that would be totally different without my inheritance. The 'Charm' attribute makes life a hell of a lot easier... Too bad it took me so long to get this thing. So, be very grateful to this old man for making it so easy for you to get it... That is, if you fucked some succubus like I made you do. If not, be suspicious; you're not exactly a heartthrob like your grandfather here. And one more thing, "charm" has a limit of 30 points, so don't get lazy or arrogant.]
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"What are you doing standing there? Did you give up?"
"... No"
Damn, old man. Couldn't it be an audio?
It's more than two lines; I don't read it.