[Mark Lane's POV]
Born in a well-off family, I can get everything I want easily. I have rely needed say what I want, and my parents will give what I want.
Of course, they never give it for nothing. I still have to be a "good boy," but it is not hard to fulfill their expectation, so my life has always been easy.
I have never struggled once—academically and socially. I can always make friends easily—I am eloquent enough to make good friends, but most of my friends have always ended up being cocksuckers for so reason.
I have never minded that fact since all of them have always been under my control. They are sucking up to —I know—but I can always make them stay loyal to .
With that being said, life was boring to , at least, until I t a bastard nad Layland. That little bitch really provoked sothing in —the desire to make him suffer.
As a man, I pride myself in my looks—I am hot enough to attract chicks twice my age—soone's wife that everyone will love to fuck. On the contrary, that bitch Layland has a girly look that attracts the sympathy of the girls.
I don't like that, obviously. I an, as a man, for him to look like that is disgusting ... I know I am just jealous of him. I can't tell won to not like girly dudes though, so I hate the little bitch instead.
Oh, actually that isn't why I started hating him.
It was the first day of school. The year had just started, and pretty much no one knew about the others. , being an outgoing dude, was going here and there to make friends. That was the first ti I t him.
"Oh, hey, you are cute I am not going to lie."
"..."
"Oh, I am Mark by the way—nice to et you."
"Kleinhaus."
"Is that your na?"
"No, that's my family na."
"Well, what about knowing each other better? You know, maybe we can be sothing special in the future."
The mont the "girl" I saw in front of look at emptily, I knew sothing was definitely wrong. I ignored it though, because other than "her" clothes, "she" looked cute as hell.
I am going to screw her—this was what I thought back then. My face imdiately turned sour, however, when the "girl" replied .
"Layland Kleinhaus—that's my na. I am a dude, so if you are into dudes, I am sorry, I am not gay."
"W-What... Are you serious?"
That was the most awkward mont I have ever had in my life—more than that ti when my mother walked in on fucking my cousin Sandra. I still cringe whenever I recall that, and that is why I bullied Layland.
I had expected him to tell everyone about flirting with him on the first day of school, but he didn't. That made think that he might be a girl, so my stupid desire to fuck him returned.
I wasn't stupid enough to just drug him and see it for myself though; I asked soone to check it for —Brianna. The innocent girl turned hoe was really eager to fuck with back then, so I gave her the challenge to be his boyfriend.
While she was trying to form a relationship with him, I started bullying him. Throughout the ti I beca more sure that Layland was a dude, so there was a ti when I was going to stop Brianna from accomplishing the challenge.
I was too late—by that ti the hoe already fucked with him. I wasn't mad—I was just disappointed that I couldn't pop her cherry ... Now that I think about it, I am not even sure if she was a virgin before fucking with Layland.
"You are always deep in thoughts. What are you exactly thinking about?"
"..."
I slightly widen my eyes in surprise when I hear the voice. It takes three seconds to register that I am currently pounding on the Queen of the Kingdom, the King's wife.
The story about why this begins is quite long, so I don't want to bother myself by going into details about it. It was basically, we drank, she talked about her being sexually frustrated, then we beca horny—you know the rest.
"I was thinking about my progress."
"Even at this mont? Ah~ that was good."
"I am good at multitasking—I have told you, haven't I?"
"Yes, but—hmm~ I need you to focus on ."
I quirk my eyebrow at the demanding slut of a Queen and shrug. I have been sensing her trying to form a special relationship with recently, and I absolutely hate it.
I only want to keep everything simple and fun. I don't need aningful relationships, because to , won are now just a source of amusent.
What do I get from won? Sexual satisfaction? No, it is distraction. I don't like sex as much as I liked it back then. To now, sex is just sothing I will do whenever I don't have anything to do.
There is nothing I can entertain myself with in this world, so whenever I am stressed out, having sex (won) is the only source of amusent I can get. I have stopped doing it to enjoy it ever since coming to this world.
Being in a aningful relationship is sothing that I can't definitely do and I won't do. I may be a stud, but I am not irresponsible; I won't marry just to leave my wife and children.
"Ahh~ I am coming!"
"Sheesh, keep it down girl—you are always so loud about it," I remark.
"It's because... You are too good at it," the Queen says through each of her gasps.
"Yeah, I know—that won't inflate my ego."
The Queen laughs, and I take out my mber without even unloading myself. I don't mind it—I don't even feel the need to.
It has always been the case for the past month—that was the ti when I stopped enjoying sex as much as I did. The reason why I still have sex until now is already ntioned—distraction and soone's body warmth.
In retrospect, screwing hot girls around the world was my life goal—that was what excited the most. Now though, I will prefer power, or rather, System Points.
The sense of achievent I get whenever I get stronger is addicting. The excitent I get whenever I get stronger completely beats the excitent I get after reaching climax—it is simply incomparable.
Whenever I kill a Wild Beast or a Monster, all I think in my mind is System Points. Each Quest I accomplish and each condition I manage to et is System Points—they are power.
Thw mont when I trade System Points with Stats or Skills is exhilarating. The feeling I get when the foreign yet comfortable warmth (power) enters my body is sothing I don't want to stop getting.
Of course, to always gain power requires to risk my life on the line, but it is completely worth it. It can be pressuring so ti when I can't accomplish a Quest—there are tis when I want to stop—and here is when I take a rest.
I spend that ti to fool around, before grinding again. The others might fuck each other because they feel pressured by our dangerous lifestyle, but I am different—I only fuck whenever I need to refresh my mind.
"Where are you going? You are still rock hard—we can go for another round."
"Nope. We've been going at it six tis in a row." I stretch before wearing my pants. "I need to grind for so System Points so I can get stronger. I can't let our land fall into the Demon King's hands, can't I?"
"You really are a wonderful young man, aren't you?"
"Thanks, and you are the most gorgeous mother I have t and slept with."
I give the Queen my fake smile as I put all of my clothes on. Lying in the bed, her sweat covered body glistens upon reflecting the light shining down on her—it makes her look even more irresistible.
Is it enough to invite back to join her in the bed? No. I am more excited about trying new things with my power. I am going to et my master, my one and only true friend that I have made in my entire life, Alivert Storm, to ask for his opinion.
He has always helped organize my Skills and all—I have co this far thanks to him.
Saying my goodbye to the Queen, whose na I don't even bother to rember, I turn my back on her and exit the room. There is no one standing in front of the door, but I know there is soone in the hall.
Turning my gaze to the left, I am greeted by the Princess' disdainful eyes. I rely smirk at her, and ignore her as I walk away to the field.
The Princess is probably the most decent woman I have t in two different worlds. She looks like a really easy woman, but she really upholds her principle as a Holy Maiden.
She always refusea vehently whenever I woo her, and that makes even more eager to screw her ... Oh, I guess I still want to screw hot girls—hot and good girls.
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