My Evil System

Why was the list of items kept getting crazier and crazier?

But that Handsome Perfume only cost 10,000 Evil Points. As of now, I have 2,500 Evil Points . . .

I shook my head and concentrated on the conversation we were having.

"How many gil have you guys got?" Luke asked.


"I only have 98 left," said Jane.

"122." Sighed Soarsie.

"Uh . . . 74," I muttered.

Everyone looked at me.

I know, right. Where did my previous gil go? Probably in that 2oz glass that I didn't even consume.

"I have 312 left," Luke said, and we gazed at him with a gaping mouth.

Well, it was expected since he was killing the most beast, maybe even before we set up a party.

"If we combined our gil, we could probably order a meal here," Luke added.

I vehemently shook my head. "This place is a scam. The foods here aren't that good, and it's very expensive."

Jane gave me a pointed look. "Then what do you suggest we do? Hunt for rabbits again?"

I nodded. "It's a practical idea." And I didn't have any complaints about the lack of taste as long as I was sated.

Jane frowned and held a smirk. "And what about Soarsie? You should really treat your girlfriend way better than that. Aren't you a man?"

I blinked. Right. Soarsie!

I looked at her, and she immediately raised her hands. "I-I'm fine with either way."

Though she said that, I saw in her eyes that she wanted food made here. The rabbit meat probably was either burnt to crisp or too bland to the taste for our lack of cooking proficiency.

That famillar sadness and self-pity hit me, and I hate myself for it. Why can't I provide for her even in this world?

"It's fine, Cross." Luke saved the day and threw a wink my way. "I think we could indulge ourselves for just this night. We deserve it after everything that happened.
"And we could always grind gil again by tomorrow."

I remained quiet. That was right. Money could be earned again. I just got used to how hard it was to earn that I became scared of using it.

I even walked kilometers from my apartment to my job every single day to save on commute fair, so I could finally start a family with Soarsie one day.

Soarsie squeezed my hand. "Don't worry. I'll cover for you for now. But make sure to treat me in the future, okay?"

She winked.

Ah . . . My heart felt big.

She's such an angel.
Requirements?
In short, his chances to trigger an event was less than ten percent.
I was being nice.

I sighed. That's close to impossible.
That . . . sounded so tempting . . .

But to actually destroy a village for that . . .

*sigh . . .

Why was everything so complicated? I wish that skill would just be handed to me like the other isekai'd I watched and read.

"You okay?" Soarsie asked and faced me. She looked beautiful as she lay sideways on the bed while I sat on the floor. Her pink hair raffled on the sheets, and her soft blue eyes melted even the hardest of hearts.

"Sorry. Did I wake you?" She probably heard my constant sighs.

She shook her head. "I can't sleep. I'm worried about my family . . ."

"There's a chance that they might not be here." I tried to console her, but I was not made for consoling since the worry in her face didn't lessen.

"I hope so."

". . ."

". . ."

"Cross?"

"Hmm?"

Soarsie reached for my hand and interlaced our fingers. ". . . I'm glad that we have each other at least."

I smiled. "Me too."

This world might be brutal to live in, like in our real world, but I was glad that I still have you.

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