Chapter 19: JUST WAIT

Holy shit, a critical success? I must have rolled exactly double sixes to hit that target perfectly. Hell yeah, finally something was going right for once. I quickly grabbed my phone and pulled up her name in my contacts. What the hell was I supposed to text her, though? I hadn’t watched a single second of the actual show.

Thinking fast, I opened a browser tab and quickly searched for major plot points regarding the character deaths in the series. Apparently, there was a pretty devastating, sad scene involving a companion character. It was a lizard, actually. The main protagonist’s companion beast.

’Hey, saw your light was still on when I was walking back from work,’ I typed out and sent.

I exhaled, waiting, before firing off the follow-up:

’This lizard character is pretty cool, I swear. My favorite guy so far.’

Only seconds later, the screen lit up with a response.

’Really? Wow, you’re on the second season already?’

Ugh, that lizard didn’t even show up until the second season? Before she realized I hadn’t actually watched the anime at all, I was going to have to find a detailed recap video online to memorize the important characters and plot twists. But definitely not tonight. I was way too exhausted.

’Yep. Have you finished the whole series, by the way?’ I replied.

’Two weeks ago. Trust me, just binge-watch it. You won’t regret it at all.’

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OPPORTUNITY DETECTED

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[ SUGGESTED ACTION ]

Sarah is in a good mood. Joke

about the pizza she owes to you.

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COST: 20 Lust

EST. GAIN: ???

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’No, what I truly won’t regret is the way I’m going to eat the biggest slice of the pizza you owe me,’ I sent back, locking in the suggestion.

’You still haven’t forgotten about that, huh? Cunning.’

’Always.’

’Tomorrow it is, then. Goodnight, Chance.’

I replied to her message with a simple thumbs-up emoji and locked the screen.

I opened up my hidden gallery folder to look at the two targets I had lined up. First, I examined the photos of Sarah from the night before, how perfect her breasts looked in the dim light, and then I shifted over to the shot of Jennifer from the coffee shop, focusing on the way her tight shorts had ridden up. Both of them were moving right into my orbit.

Best of all, that little opportunity text exchange had just earned me another quick twenty-five Sinpoints. Satisfied, I brought up the primary system window to check my current balance. It was sitting at a solid 340 plus the bonuses, bringing me right up to 390 SP. Nice. Slowly but surely, I was getting within striking distance of the shop items.

"Well... guess I’ll sleep. Then hang out with Sarah tomorrow," I muttered to myself, dropping the phone onto the nightstand and collapsing into the mattress. "Shit... I’m completely pooped..."

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I woke up to my alarm blaring at ten o’clock, carefully timed for just after Hubert usually cleared out for work. After pushing through that brutal night shift, my eyelids felt like they were lined with lead, but I forced myself up. Today was supposed to be pizza day, and I needed to be entirely on my game.

Before hitting the sack last night, I’d actually spent some time reading through a massive recap wiki for that anime... for the second time. I memorized the core characters, the biggest plot twists, and the lore. If she brought it up again, I wasn’t going to be left completely in the dark.

"Alright," I muttered, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed and shaking my head to clear the fog. "Let’s get moving, Chance."

With yesterday’s text-chain reward, my Sinpoints were sitting at a solid 440. I still needed to level up, which meant hunting for a massive injection of experience points. Since making moves on Sarah and the other targets was my primary source of EXP, I decided to head upstairs early to catch her before our scheduled lunch.

I walked into the bathroom and flicked on the light, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Holy shit. I was looking genuinely good. A few more points injected into Charisma, and I’d practically look like a model. Well, maybe that was a bit of a stretch, but it wasn’t impossible anymore. Still, I had to balance my stat distribution moving forward; I couldn’t just blindly dump everything into Charisma. I had to be smart about keeping my other attributes up.

I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth, watching the sharp angles of my jawline in the glass.

"Coming for you, bitch," I whispered with a dark smile. "Just wait."