My Evil System

The women's bras were vaguely visible under their thin undergarments. It was like looking at breasts in all shapes and sizes. Sheryl's were small and cute. Emi's were modest and proud. While Megu's were huge and firm. Not saggy at all.

"Hey," Sheryl called out to me.

"Y-yeah?" I said, looking at her face, and looked away before my eyes could travel to her body.

"Do you have a dryer around here?" she asked.

"No," I choked from answering too fast and cleared my throat. "You can dry your clothes by the fire if you want."
Shut up! I'm not a hooligan!
Don't put funny things inside my head.
I couldn't help it anymore because you put the idea in my head!
I sighed to the side. System, if you have a physical body, I'll throw you out in the wilderness and leave you there. Maybe you'd learn what it's like to be kind to others.
True happiness and satisfaction comes from the smiles of others. I said to the system in my mind.

"These medicines are incredible." Emi inspected the jars and ointments in the basket. "Did you make this?"

Of course, she'd be suspicious. Medicines here were expensive. Everything was expensive. How could I afford to buy it, right?

So that left the option of making it or . . . stealing it.

Sheryl batted her eyelids at Emi. "Can't we just thank Cross for the medicine and not ask him anything unnecessary?"

Emi scoffed. "Are you sure that you want that mind set in a world where players kill players?"

"Y-you . . ."

"It's fine," I said before a fight could break out between them. "I have a token that made them."

"Really?" Megu clapped her hands together. "It must be an Apothecary. You know, those people who make medicines with herbs and such."

Emi asked, "Where is he?"

"He is in his lab outside," I said. "Though he doesn't like to be disturbed."

Sheryl and Megu believed me, and Emi changed the topic. "How many tokens do you have to build this place?"

I looked over the ceiling, pretending to think. What number was safe anyway?

"I think around . . . ten or more," I answered vaguely.

"That many?"

Was it too many?

"The players the monster killed during its rampage were too many to count, and a lot of tokens were left scattered on the ground when they disappeared. There are even other players who got more than I did."

Emi seemed to be interested in the Tokens as she asked further. "Are there any tokens left in here?"


". . . I don't know." I shrugged. "Maybe?"

Emi only nodded, and she placed her fingers over her chin, thinking. Her expression told me that if there was no Blood Rain going on, she would be out of the house and searching for those Tokens.