The System In My Head
Last day on Earth 1 day to live
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It was Ben's last morning on Earth and he had to spend it watching the countdown timer...
'Yes, that's very good, he added a big countdown in big bright numbers on every screen.' He shook his head.
It was a hard day for him. To date, he has done all he can to complete his mission. Now, with a few hours left, there was no point fighting every second to open a new girl in the middle of the day. With the experience he had gained, he knew it wouldn't take him anywhere. In fact, it would only make her tired before her date with Miyuki. Ben knew that fatigue was real, so he did the next best thing.
He decides to use the day to settle his affairs, making peace with the possibility, no...
*guk*
A dog barks, ripping Ben out of his mind. She's not in her dorm room right now, but in a dog shelter... Believing it was the right thing to do, he was here to donate the rest of his money...
He glanced at the dog sitting at the examination table, a brown curly-haired mixed-race dog with lonely eyes. It was a breed of mutt that no one would adopt. 'It's been a long time since I patted the dog ...'
Ben sighed. 'If I do this early, maybe the system won't kill me because of the unpopularity... bringing in a new Doctor Who ...'
Walking into the dog, Ben considered the possibility. 'If one kills you, I can even go to John Wick's world; start a massive killing spree. I might even get an unbreakable plot body ...'
Rubbing the dog's head, he combed his spongy hair. "But you are too cute to use as a moral shield... By the way, I love your perm; games know games ..."
*arf*
Ben spread a helpless smile. "You're the same as me, yeah kid-" He cut his words because he realized something. He bends down and checks the dog for the existence of ***** ...
Nodding, continued. "There are real gender stereotypes in fiction ... When a new dog enters the scene, the character assumes it is male ... Even though the barber dog does not give you the androgynous feature to hint at me... I will' I do not want to be insensitive and mess with your pronouns..."
Then, Ben coughed and continued the monodogue...
"You're the same as me, son? All the whores gave it to Pitbull and the junkyard..."
*arf*
"In the meantime, here we sit alone .. play with our chew toys ..."
*arf*
Ben spread a helpless smile. "I'll offer to make you my fighting pet, but I'm afraid you'll outlive me ..."
*Arf* *Arf*
"Well, you don't have to rub it ..."
*arf*
"That's a pretty impressive vocabulary ..."
"Mr Romero?" An old woman with a gray sweater walked out of the staff office.
"Yes?"
"Is there anything else I can help you with?"
Ben tilted his head. "Did I not need to fill out some tax related forms or something?"
"...Usually yes, but I think you'll be fine, sir."
He blinked. "What do you mean?"
"Well, you've donated 27 dollars and 36 cents, Mr ..."
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"So so..."
Ben gave a good-bye pat to the hairy dog. "I'm sure it's hard being a dog, but don't worry, you'll get humanoid shape once your dog gets old ..."
*arf*
Before leaving, Ben checks his dog friend's name tag. It reads, "Chekhov's dog."
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"What a strange name. Are you Russian? Well, I'm sure he left you for a reason..."
***
Ben went back to his dorm room, sat at his desk. While holding a pen, he was writing something, a document that should not have been made by an 18-year-old: "The Will and the Last Covenant."
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'First of all, I have no friends who can find a time machine in the most comfortable afternoon room in the world ...
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'In addition, technology in the real world is too far behind; pop culture pseudo-science does not yet exist...'
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Soon, he finished his wish. It was not a long document, but it still consisted of some treasured heirlooms of his. Although the items were not very valuable, to the right person, it would be an otaku treasure chest...
In the otaku way, Ben still had pride in his status as an ancestor ... Therefore, he did not want his legacy to be discovered by the next bastard protagonist to inherit this system and stumble upon his bones ...
'I wish I could leave the rest of my soul in the vintage hentai manga taking over the body of the next bastard to break it...'
Instead, all of Ben's belongings will belong to his family. "By the way, I have to call them." He took his phone.
*The ring**the ring*
"Hello?" Mother replied.
"Mom, it's Ben."
"Oh! Benny! Honey, have you eaten well? Do you need anything? Is everything okay?"
Ben felt a warmth in his chest, because he spilled hot coffee on it just now...
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A few moments later. "Sorry, Mom. Everything's fine." Ben doesn't want to make his parents worry, even if it only gives them one more day of peace... She felt bad for what they had to go through when she died.
They chatted for a few minutes before his mother said, "Wait, let me get your father."
Ben heard footsteps and voices, and his father picked up the phone. "Benjamin?"
"Hi father."
"It's good to hear from you, son. How's everything at school?"
"It's good..."
Then his father looked around to make sure his mother wasn't around. "Listen, Son. I forgot to talk to you about this before you left for school, but the Jets season is coming ... You understand ... Anyway, I want to make sure that while you're there, you're doing the right thing. So tell me, are you using ******?"
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'Did he really try to "talk" now?' Ben did not answer.
"I can feel your hesitation on the phone, son... Well, we can't change what's in the past. What is sprayed...
I knew there you'd go to parties, meet girls. Sometimes, you may forget to bring a jimmie hat...It happened to all of us. Well, for that situation, let me tell you about the little system I discovered when I was in college ... I used it very easily for decades until you were born. It's called sabu-sabu—"
"Dad! Please call Lucas!
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"Alright, son. We'll continue this conversation later."
A few moments later...
"Son, I got Lucas here."
"Thank you, dad. Oh and...I just wanted to say...I love you.Tell mom that I said it for her too."
"Of course, Son. We love you too. I'll give that phone to your sister now."
"Hello?" A teenager spoke.
"Lucas, it's Ben..."
"Hi..."
"Hey.I know I never told you this before.so I just wanted to tell you.that I love you..."
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"Father..."
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'He hung up...' Ben stared at his phone for a few seconds.
Then, he walked over to his will, took the questioner, completed it, and signed it. His last act was to write on behalf of his cousin, Antonio. Under him, he crossed out a name—Lucas."
