Keith then washed his face and emptied the last half bottle into the toilet. He flushed it and walked out of the washroom with a smile on his face.
He had experience all stages of drunkenness in his previous life, so he knew that he'll have to act sober now and slowly begin to drift into acting like he was actually drunk. He headed to the group of tables where the army n were sitting, and joined their chatter.
As a foreign party who had no experience of the military, he played the part of a curious and easily impressed person.
"Oh wow, so you guys train every single day from morning to evening? Oh god, that's unimaginable for , like just look at my bony arms hahahahaha!" he said as he pulled up his sleeves and even though it wasn't too funny, the soldiers still laughed like they were having the ti of their lives.
From a single glance, Keith could tell that they were slightly intoxicated at this mont.
'Well, they ca here before , so it makes sense that the alcohol had started to move along their blood stream.'
He continued chatting with them until his al was brought to him by the waitress. It was a simple roasted chicken with a nice reddish brown gravy. He shared so with the boys and ate the rest himself until he felt like the ti was right.
"Do you guys know how I got this job? I actually worked extrely hard to get good grades in the law and order examination but unfortunately, I only did good enough to beco a street patroller.
A job with a asly pay and in return, I must walk around a few streets for an entire day. Where's the fun in that? Also what do I get in return? 1 brak a day? Hah!" he complained before smirking.
"But then, I found out by mistake that I was an awakened. Boom! Now I earn two whole zen per week!"
"Brother, you're really lucky! Just like Minter here. He's an awakened too, but it isn't of much use in our field unfortunately."
Keith was interested and didn't hide this fact as he turned to look at Minter, "Woah, so you're an awakened too? Why did you join the army when you knew that it isn't going to be useful in your job?"
Minter let out a wry laugh before explaining, "My parents died and I was taken in my the Empire. I never had a choice and nor is my awakened ability actually useful."
Saying that, he showed Keith his palm and from the middle of his palm. a thread grew out.
"See? I can make cotton threads... which is absolutely useless and I have no interest in becoming a tailor." he said as he shook his head.
Keith nodded, losing interest in the ability as well. He looked at everyone around him and saw that no one had any more words to say, which ant that there weren't anymore awakened ones in this group or they were hiding it.
If they were hiding information, then Keith really did not have a way to force them to blurt out the information, so he decided to go with the second best thing. He glanced at the person who seed to have the most athletic body.
He didn't go for the "strongest" person as he could copy a person's entire physique and did not wish to look like a beefed up hulking monster.
Keith then grabbed a few cups and poured wine into all of them, filling them halfway. Then he began to distribute them to everyone around him and made sure that he transferred one of the two white systems into the glass that he planned to give to his target.
'Set condition: Trigger the system screen when he looks at a weapon.'
Once the condition was set, he didn't have to worry about him being suspected and continued to be amicable with the soldiers until all of them were almost wasted.
Keith too, acted like he was and put his head down on the table to sleep. He didn't act this ti and did fall asleep, only to be woken up after a few hours.
With a groggy look, he opened his eyes at looked at the pretty face of the waitress before frowning.
"Ugh, my head hurts..." he complained as he turned to look at the others who seed fine around him.
"Hahahah, looks like your body isn't too great with alcohol. Maybe it'll be better to go back ho to take rest instead. We'll proceed to have so fun with these beauties."
Keith nodded in response and got up from his chair before looking at the waitress, "How much was the chicken?"
"That gentleman paid for you, sir. You don't have to worry about it anymore." she said, smiling at him while getting her nonexistent ass groped.
"Oh okay." Keith said and turned to look at the person whom she pointed at, "Thank you."
"No worries brother, you have fun with your new job. Hopefully, we'll et again in the future." the soldier said with a bright smile on his face and Keith nodded in response while smiling back.
Once he was done with the formalities, he walked of the pub and headed back ho without stopping anywhere. Night ti wasn't exactly safe as he knew that there were too many things going on due to a certain gang's existence.
It only took him a few minutes of brisk walking to get back ho and the mont he did, he rushed to the bathroom and took a nice bath. He then washed his own clothes and covered himself with a towel before heading to the guest room.
It took him less than two minutes to wear comfortable clothes and to put up his washed, wet clones onto a clothesline in the backyard. Once everything was done, he went to bed, expecting a nice gift when he'd wake up the next day.
But.
Playboy System activated.
Trigger: When user looks at a weapon.
System's Goal: Sleep with 10 different won in one year.
[A/N: Original plan was to na it the Gigolo system but I felt like certain people might get offended. But hey, playboy sounds better at least.]
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