"So gentleman you are! Haha!" Adrian laughed hard as Derrick returned to us, shoulders slumped, after getting rejected.
Derrick groaned. "If you weren’t a bunch of morons, that girl would’ve agreed to co to the mixer!!!!"
"I an... maybe you’re right," I said, shrugging, "but did you really have to compare her to a goat? Of all things?"
He dropped into a chair with a defeated sigh, pride in shambles. "Okay, maybe I went a little overboard..."
I ruffled his hair. "No worries. We’ve still got three days left before the weekend—plenty of ti to salvage this."
"Mmph... amateurs," Brian scoffed with folded arms.
I rolled my eyes. "Dude, you might’ve convinced a girl to co, but didn’t you promise her food? Do you even have the money to pay for it?"
Brian’s eyes widened. "Wait... what? I thought you guys had that part covered!"
I groaned and turned to the others. "Do we even have a place where we’re doing this mixer thing?"
Derrick shrugged. "Figured it’d be at your place, obviously!"
I frowned. "Why!?"
"Well..." he counted on his fingers, "Adrian lives with a massive family, my house is practically a haunted depression zone, and Brian’s place? Not big enough to fit a mixer. That leaves you."
"No way! My place is cramped too! There’s my sister... and ugh—"
Adrian’s eyes lit up. "Shazzy!" he exclaid. "That’s right! I’ll invite Sharon!"
I deadpanned. "...Excuse ?"
He smirked and adjusted his glasses. "If other girls won’t co, I’ll just invite your sister!"
I growled. "Having Sharon there would be a nightmare. And what makes you think she’d even agree to co?"
With a confident grin, he whipped out his so-called "Rizz Bible." "I’ll charm her."
"Not with those cringe lines you won’t."
"Haha! Watch ."
He stood, scanning the cafeteria, hands on hips, then sighed. "Why doesn’t Shazzy ever eat in the cafeteria?"
"Dunno. Ask her when you see her," I said.
He nodded. "I will. But first, let’s plan this mixer. Venue’s settled—"
"No, it’s not!"
"—which just leaves the food. aning, we need money."
Derrick chid in. "Let’s go hunt so monsters. Easy cash."
"Alright... good luck, you guys," Brian muttered.
Adrian grabbed him by the neck. "You’re coming too, tubby! You’ve got a girlfriend now—work harder than us single guys!"
"I don’t think I can co," Kira said softly. "I live far, so..."
"Nah, it’s cool," I said. "You’re off the hook."
"Then it’s settled," Adrian declared. "We hunt after school!"
They kept bickering about mixer plans, but eventually, we all regrouped after school at the guild—Derrick, Adrian, Brian, and .
We entered, ignoring the judgntal glances from seasoned female hunters wondering why a bunch of amateur dudes were even there.
At the reception desk sat Clara. Her eyes t mine briefly before she flinched, cheeks turning pink, and looked away with a scoff.
I chuckled. "Hey there..."
She sighed. "This isn’t a playground for kids, you know."
My brow twitched. Still calling a kid, huh? Unforgivable. Her punishnt is coming sooner than she thinks. Even my rod is ready to pass judgnt.
"We ca for quests!" Adrian said, straightening up.
"Hunter IDs, please."
We all handed over our IDs.
Adrian: D-rank.
Derrick: C-rank.
Brian: E-rank.
: C-rank.
"Alright," Clara said, scanning our cards. "I’ll give you a D-rank job—sli hunting."
Slis? I’d never seen one before.
We accepted the quest, and by the looks of it, the boys were used to taking sli-hunting jobs. I never really had much ti for quests before, so I was just beginning to experience the life of a true adventurer with them.
They led the way to a forest known for being filled with slis. When we arrived, it looked almost like a field or a stadium patch—just endless grass, no big trees. Except, there was a river of flowing water nearby.
"Alright guys! This is it!" Adrian said, clapping his hands together. "The battle for making the money for the mixer!!"
Apparently, he ca dressed like a real adventurer—light armor, black gloves, and a sword strapped to his waist.
Brian... well, he just looked like himself. Gray wide shorts, a plain t-shirt, and holding a weapon that kinda looked like a hamr, except it was made from the bone of so gigantic animal.
Lastly, Derrick held a magic staff that he claid boosted his control over magic and helped him cast spells smoothly.
All this get-up... just for slis.
And ? I was dressed in sweatpants and flip-flops.
"Slis detected—three to the north, close range, and about twelve coming from the east, fifty ters out!" Derrick said, eyes closed, using his detection skill.
It was impressive.
We all rushed to our assigned spots, and that’s when I saw the slis. Blobs of translucent blue jelly, jiggling with each bounce like the boobies of a busty milf, leaving wet trails as they squished and wobbled across the ground.
I went ahead and touched one. Their bodies were jelly-like too.
"Slice their crystals!!" Adrian barked.
They had crystals inside them. But before killing them, I was more interested in their texture. Maybe this was what I needed to make money.
Apparently, last ti when I made Sharon cum uncontrollably in my realm and got a new job ’Sister Lover’ from the system, it also gave the option to unlock any desired skill from my skill slot.
So, I chose the creation skill back then. It’s still at Level One, so it can’t do much yet, and I honestly haven’t had enough ti to study it properly—but if I could practice it on these slis, I might make loads of cash!
People in this world don’t know anything about squishy sex toys like dildos from my previous world. With this jelly texture... if I could manage to create dildos from them, I’m pretty sure lots of sex-hungry won in Eldoria would love to try them out!
"Asherman!" Adrian yelled, jolting out of my thoughts. "What are you doing!? Kill those slis! The dangerous ones are coming!!"
I looked up and saw a horde of other slis—these ones slightly bigger and green in color.
"Well... co along, my test subjects!" I grinned.
And just like that, I began pursuing a goal to create dildos using slis. This hunt wasn’t that fruitless after all!
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