The System In My Head

The System In My Head
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It was late at night and Paul was working on his computer in his office in Hearth when someone knocked on his door.


"Darling?" The mature beautiful woman with short blonde hair stuck her head through the crack of the door, smiling at him.


"Lake in." Realizing his voice, Paul did not even glance at him as he continued typing on his keyboard.


Smiling, the woman entered the spacious corner office. After putting a small plastic bag on the table, he walked around it, standing behind Paul's chair as he watched Paul work. Placing his hands on his shoulders, he started massaging them. "It's late, baby. How much longer are you going to work?"


Paul frowned. "To reach the abyss, one must strive to the maximum." He leaned forward and twisted his shoulders so that his hands were released. "I'm busy right now. What's up?" He glanced over his shoulder at her.


The woman's eyes flashed with a trace of melancholy, but it soon returned to normal when she met her gaze. "none...I just want to check on you... You should eat something. I brought you a Ruben sandwich from a food store you like."


She pulled the plastic bag closer to him .. but he stretched out his arm and blocked it. "I started a new diet. I have to reduce my carbohydrate intake."


"...Oh." The woman took off her bag. "I didn't even know my husband was on a diet. Isn't that weird ...' His head could not help but look down. However, when he did, he saw a stack of documents on his desk, on top of which was a certain resume with a photo on it— belonging to Ben. For some reason, the woman got a bad feeling when she saw this photo. 'Do I know him? No. gabe...I don't recognize his face. Then why?' He stared at the photo for a long time, but was unable to put where he saw this young man. "Darling, who's this resume for?"


Paul glanced at his hand which pointed to Ben's photo. "They were part of a new group of interns we hired. Those who were there had been assigned to my department. They'll start work tomorrow. Why?"


The woman did not know the reason, but the thought of walking into her husband's workplace and seeing this man gave her goosebumps. "Honey, this guy's bad luck. I could feel it as soon as I saw his face. You have to get rid of it ..."


Paul's eyes narrowed when he heard that, finding his request somewhat unusual, but he soon relaxed. He remembers his wife sometimes wasting time with star predictions and other nonsense, so he didn't think too much about it. The most important thing was that he didn't like Ben either, so he didn't mind comforting him by granting this request. “Alright, it doesn't matter. I can't fire him without a good reason. It would look bad because he was just starting out and there were contradictions between us during the interview process. Even so, I have a dozen ways to force her out, so don't worry."


Paul laughing. "Occupancy tenths come through my department every year. They are like insects. Destroying one or two would not require any effort. However, I have to get back to work, so thank you for coming and see you again. ."


Hearing this, the woman heaved a sigh of relief, although she did not know why she felt that way. "Thank you, baby. I'll leave you for your job. What time are you coming home?"


"Huh? Oh, I'm not sure. Don't wait."


"O-ok, baby... The company is fortunate to have a dedicated manager. All right.. I'll go!" He walked towards the office exit, turned around and waved at her, but Paul's screen monopolized his eyes. Leaving the office, his smile turned into a pouting expression.


If Ben sees this woman, his eyes will pop out of his head! Along with something coming out of his pants!


Because he knows her! That black widow milf!


A pair of melons that never stop!


...


This was his civilian identity when he was not fighting against the blue sphere.


***


Fariq was unlocking his room, after completing a long study session at the library. When he opened the door, loud classical rock music rang out in his ears. 'Are they still partying?' Ben tells him that he will have people but also that they will be done now. Stepping through the corridor and into the bedroom with them, Fariq did not see the party he expected, with many people around him. Instead, there are different party types—billi party...


There, on the floor, lying in a puddle of unknown liquid, was a beautiful blonde whom he had never seen... 'How many girls does Ben have?'


He struggled to open his eyes with his mouth agape, taking a rough breath. Naked, the only thing covering his huge asset was a white sheet that looked like someone had pulled him from Ben's mattress carelessly. Although the bed sheet covered his private area, some parts became translucent due to exposure to the liquid.


Fariq does not need to be a detective to understand his condition—he is devastated...


Moreover, the perpetrator was still at the scene of the slime scene. Who else but Benn the threat?


Just wearing a towel around her waist, she had not seen or heard Fariq enter because of the music. Staring at Annebelle, he offered his respect to the fallen rival. "You are not weak. I'm too strong ..."


Ben is the winner! He called the wind and called the rain!


The result ... is spermicane!


...


'That's fun ...' Letting Annabelle recover, Ben is grateful for the positive ending of a bad night. It turned out that he had misplaced the keys to his apartment somewhere and asked to stay overnight. Although Ben's bed had no space, since he had nowhere to go, he thought it would be fine if he threw away his pillow and used 2 something soft instead ...


But there was one thing that disappointed him. When she went to the bathroom a minute ago, she opened her system screen and saw she had not received any achievements for this session , which was the first time it happened. It's unfortunate, but Ben has been expecting it, knowing the system prioritizes a new conquest.


At that moment, he saw the movement from the corner of his eyes. "Hey, Fariq!" He followed Fariq's eyes. "Oh, don't worry about him ... He was not the type to try to kill every man who accidentally saw his skin ..."