The System In My Head

Camila's dirty secret

[Do you want to activate the Magical Proof Squeezer?]

Ben confirmed with his mind.

[Think about your target. In three seconds, the item will lock the person as your choice, and turn into evidence against them]

Glancing at Camila opposite him, Ben made his choice. However, a second later, he realized there was a problem.

'Yam!!!' For some reason, in her mind, came Hillary Clinton!

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Ben's face changed. 'Stop brain! You're trying to get me killed?!?'

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At the last moment, he managed to refocus his mind on Camila. That was because in his subconscious, he realized one more damning piece of evidence would be futile, because no one wanted to read the email...

As he activates the item, Ben sees a blank page of blackmail magic evidence filled with black ink. Not wanting Miyuki by his side to notice, he rejected her for a few seconds, pretending to observe her backside...

However, a moment later, he peered forward, and saw the ink had dried up. That's when he saw what he turned into. 'Sma Transcript?'

It was a document that every high school student gave to the university when they enrolled.

During this time, Camila had watched Ben make a series of strange facial expressions in a row. 'Is he constipated?'

He was getting confused and impatient. "What are you doing idiot? Is that in your hand?"

Ben ignored her, as he read the document. She also understood the significance of it, because the name above— was the name Camila! 'For this to be incriminating evidence, it can only mean one thing.' He stared at a certain part of the document, and discovered the truth he was trying to hide: 'He was ashamed to be in the Chess Club!'

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Smiling confidently, he knew he held his weakness in his hands. "You think you have evidence of us?" Ben flipped the document over to him so he could appreciate the bad news.

Reading the contents on the paper, Camila's face turned pale like a teddy bear!

He smiled, not needing any knowledge of his body language to recognize the document frightened him. He pointed to the transcript. "Do you see the letter D here?"

He blinked. "D?" He doesn't remember getting low grades in class.

Ben smiles. "Gosh my god."

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She leaned against Miyuki's bed. "It's here..."

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Camila did not care about the joke, as her mind raced. "How do you have this?"

Ben grunts. "Do you think you're the only one who came with the preparations?" He came up with a system in his brain !

He knew this situation was dire because he understood what this evidence represented better than anyone! "You can't show that to anyone!"

Ben raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Are you afraid they'll find out..."

"That's true ..." Ben gripped his weakness. "They'll know you're ner—"

"They're gonna get me out of school!"

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Ben's face freezes amid the threat, but he soon regains the appearance of a one-dimensional Scandinavian antagonist. "Just right!"

However, inside he reevaluated the situation. 'Is NYU so prejudiced against chess players?'

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He understood that he must have misunderstood something. 'Let's assume for a moment that's not the case..then why was he expelled?' He read the evidence again, and immediately understood. 'For him to be expelled for transcripts, it must have been ...'

He narrowed his eyes, convinced he Scooby Doo had solved this mystery... 'This transcript exposed his lie!'

Despite the flag setting, he did it right this time ...

Camila wanted to study at a good school in New York, and even though she was very smart, she was even lazier. The transcript is not good. However, he knew that universities often failed to verify many of their applicants' details because it would take too long. So, as long as he didn't go too far, he believed he could escape the lie about many things in his app like his extracurriculars, he said, especially since she attended a high school abroad where the administration spoke different languages.

He was right, until now, because like most sane people, he never expected to meet a skeet seller who used the system.

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Sweat began to accumulate on Camila's pretty face as she realized the evidence was now trivial compared to Ben's. In a panic, he tried to take the folder out of his hands, but he pulled it back, in a rare display of prowess ...

Input potential plot holes ... Ben decides to get insurance so he won't try it again. "You think I didn't make a copy?" He smiled confidently, as he also realized most of the characters who said such sentences might be too lazy and also bluffing like this...

Hearing this, Camila also believed she was telling the truth. After all, what kind of idiot wouldn't make copies?

Guessing what he was thinking, Ben felt guilty... 'I didn't have a chance to make a copy!'

After all, he realized that power was now in his hands, and he would definitely use it. That's because Ben agrees with another system principle: a man needs to punish women for their bad behavior just as he values them for his good.

She believes Camila needs to learn her lessons, for this, and for everything else. He glared at her. "You want to blackmail and coerce Miyuki and I. Now, it's your turn!"

'What will he do?' Camila's eyes widened. He was always the plotter in the background. When had he ever suffered a loss like this?!? In desperation, he grabbed whatever he could. "But I can still prove you two are dating!"

Ben sneered. "Even if you do, it won't mean much. It was simply unwelcome for an RA to date a student, not break the rules. At most, it would make things difficult for Miyuki next semester but it also might not be a big deal. He might still keep his job. As for you?" She laughs. "You'll be kicked out of school soon!"

Hearing this threat, Camila began to pant, because she knew she was right! Understanding he was no longer swaying, he could only grit his teeth and take on the role of a weakling. "W-what do you want?"

Looking at her frightened but pretty face, Ben gave Camila a gaze identical to the one he had thrown earlier at Miyuki, examined her from top to bottom and licked her lips. 'I can see why he's doing this. Feels good to man...'

She earned some appreciation for her sense of gaze ...

In fact, even more so for her sexy Latin body under that outfit. 'Now, what should I do with him?'

Ben imagines himself polling the audience...

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