My System: An Evolved Computer I Made With My Unique Ability— Chapter 2 The Retro Computer

Last Night,

It was late past dinner ti when Satoshi headed back to his room. He reasoned that he needed to prepare a few things for school which will be starting tomorrow. But then again, Satoshi wasn't the type to prepare anything so his parents already concluded that he wasn't physically preparing himself— he'd done enough of that— but rather, he was ntally readying himself for what seed like the longest school year yet.

Another reason why Satoshi headed back to his room at that ti was that he stopped watching television. Most days, an interview of his parents will be featured in a majority of all channels on television. That's why no matter how badly he wanted to chill on the sofa, there was no way he could do it. Not only will he just feel out of place, but his parents will also feel awkward given his reactions.

Satoshi's room was neither cramped nor spacey. It was an average room with a bed, a bookshelf, and a study table. Hailing from a family of superheroes, Satoshi was aware that he's living a well-off life. He should've been more contented about it... but why does his mind keep urging him to beco more than what he currently is?

Sigh~

After wearing the Headgear and a few thimble-like tal caps for each of his fingers, Satoshi decided to play the recently launched video ga called 'Laser Fingers'. Laser Fingers is a simple ga. On the ceiling, a few targets will light up, projected from the headgear, and you have to hit them with the lasers that ca out of your hand. The only catch is, the laser continuously goes through a straight line unless you specifically told it which direction it should go. With the help of the Headgear which can safely utilize brain activities, it then sends signals to the thimbles, indicating where the laser should head next. The laser will then travel through the air and hit the target on the ceiling— of course, the targets are mobile, and the lasers are constantly extending as well. That's why it needed precise control to finish a level. You can manually order the laser to move left, right, zigzag, and so on and so forth.

The best player of the ga was soone who could easily control four lasers at once in endless mode. But as for Satoshi, he could easily control ten. He never recorded nor showed anyone how he played the ga though.

For the next two hours, he would just fire away at the targets, not missing a single beat as he carefully maneuvered the lasers. But boredom overca him once again and he stopped playing. The thought that tomorrow is the first day of school haunted him, and he presud it would even haunt him in his dreams.

"If only my superpower would just co out already." He kept on telling himself as he moved to his study table and turned on the retro computer that sat there.

Compared to the futuristic headgear that held the ga 'Laser Fingers', the retro computer held a few ancient gas which are considered relics. Gas that have existed for more than a thousand years could be played on that retro computer, which makes it one of the priceless items in the modern era. But after contemplating on whether he should play or not, he decided to just hit the sack.

"It's not like it would give any ideas. For the past four years, I've desperately searched for my superpower but it never appeared. I guess my school experience tomorrow would be just like before... except worse. This is high school, for Pete's sake. Of course, it would be more hellish than ever."

Heaving yet another sigh of surrender, Satoshi slumped on his bed and stared at the ceiling, extending his hands as countless thoughts invaded his head. He was well aware that it wasn't his fault. It was his nonexistent superpower which is at fault. But sohow, he blas himself for being too weak. In a physical sense, he is in tip-top shape... but what of it if he didn't have the superpower? No matter how strong he got, in a physical sense, there was no way it could go head to head with everyone in the school.

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There's only one thing Satoshi needed to graduate from being an outsider— a superpower.

As sleepiness kicked in and his eyelids drooped, Satoshi stared at his retro computer once again and thought of playing another ga. A stupid thought ca into his mind and he laughed it off. "What if my superpower is a System or sothing of the sort, wouldn't that be crazy?" He said to himself.

But before slumber fully overca him, his eyes shot wide open and a blue haze appeared in front of it. Just like his eyes, his hands were also enveloped in the sa blue haze. It was akin to a fla, but it was neither cold nor hot. As Satoshi rolled his hands around, he could tell that the flas were dancing all over his palms.

"Wait... is this... ?!"

Before he knew what was happening, the flas in his hands shot towards his retro computer. For a good second, it was engulfed in flas. Satoshi flinched as the re thought of the retro computer turning into ashes appeared in his mind. But to his relief, nothing happened.

"Wait, nothing happened?!"

"After all these years of fruitless searches... and now that I finally found it... there's nothing! You an to tell that these flas are just for decoration?" Satoshi wanted to slam his head against the wall or better yet, jump off the window. But he knew that wouldn't be a good idea.

[Ting]

[Welco owner]

The letters flashed on the computer screen. Flummoxed, Satoshi stood up from his bed and cautiously approached the computer. "What's going on... "

[Hello, owner! I'm your exclusive System!]

[Please grant a na.]

Satoshi gulped, staring at his retro computer as if it was an alien that descended on the earth. Right now, he couldn't believe that he finally found what his superpower is... but even if he did, he doesn't know how to use it. "Ah, so we're back to square one, huh."

Thus, for the remainder of the night, Satoshi tried to exploit his superpower as much as he could, fully knowing that it would at least be useful by tomorrow. Sohow, he's slightly prepared for the first day of school.