"Calvin! Did you steal your sister's tuition money again to play those stupid video gas?!"
A fierce voice brought Calvin's mind back to the world?
Huh?
Where am I?
Calvin raised his head and found that he was sitting in a gaming chair.
In front of him was a twenty-seven inches gaming monitor.
The peripherals were aweso and everything had RGB lights, even the chair!
If one looked at him from a distance, he would seem like a Christmas tree with all the lights surrounding him.
But that wasn't the reason why Calvin was so astonished at this mont.
It was because displayed within the screen were the words...
[You've bought the Skin: Elentalist Laks.]
[$20,000 has been debited from your account ending 643.]
[Thank you for your purchase!]
It was at this mont that Calvin realized where he was and what was his current situation.
This...
This is when I stole my sister's tuition money to buy that incredibly rare Elentalist Laks skin!
If I recall correctly, my mother discovered what I was doing and at that ti...
She personally made a visit to the Internet Cafe and...
Wait, my mother?!
Calvin's pupils constricted and he swiftly turned his head to look behind him.
But what greeted him was the sight of a flying flipflops.
The flipflop was thrown with such strength and finesse that even with Calvin's experience in battles.
He found it hard to evade.
But of course, it was probably because he didn't dare to dodge an attack that ca from his mother.
Pak!
A crisp sound rang out and Calvin's head directly bent backwards from the impact.
"There you are, Calvin! Co here! Don't you dare to run, I've already inford the Old Manager and he's blocking the entrance as we speak!"
"Hahaha, Calvin... You're such a madlad... To think that you'd be so dedicated to League of Myths that you'd steal your sister's tuition money just to buy so skins. But for what? So bragging rights?" A veteran patron of the Internet Cafe where Calvin was in chid in and sneered.
But Calvin couldn't care less towards his mocking.
Instead, he stared right at his mother with tears dripping down his cheeks.
"M-Mother..." Calvin finally rembered every detail regarding this incident.
This was that ti when I was kicked out of the family!
Calvin rembered that back then, he ran towards the ergency exit to escape. But he ultimately failed to run away for the Old Manager wasn't actually blocking the entrance. He was actually blocking the ergency exit! His mother only said those words to deceive him, so he'd fall right at her lap!
Calvin shook his head and revealed a bitter smile.
He stared right at his hands and found them devoid of wrinkles.
He was young again!
"You..."
Calvin's mother was visibly shaken.
"Why are you not running?"
She asked in confusion.
"Mada Yvette, did that brat already run away? I should've known that he's clever enough not to fall to our plans!"
The Old Manager of the Internet Cafe entered through the ergency exit.
He imdiately saw Calvin staring at his mother with tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Brat, so you're finally giving up?"
"How dare you co back here when you're still in suspension? Do you really want to give you a ban?"
Calvin made a sidelong glance at the Old Manager and his chest throbbed with emotions.
The Old Manager, despite the fact that he was such a tight-ass when it cos to the rules, he wasn't actually a bad man.
In fact, Calvin could still rember that ti when the Old Manager took an attack for him.
If not for the Old Manager protecting him in ti when those bastards finally invaded...
Calvin would've died.
"O-Old Manager..."
"Who are you calling Old Manager, huh?"
"Do you really think that we're that so familiar with each other and we're that close? Don't you dare show those crocodile tears of yours in front of !" The Old Manager huffed and puffed as he pointed at Calvin.
But despite his complaints, he was quite moved by Calvin's crying.
But he was still unresigned.
He knew how much of a bastard Calvin was.
Back then, he deceived his mother by crying as loud as he could and repeatedly shouting the words, "I'm sorry, I won't play video gas again.".
His actions earned him the forgiveness of his mother, yet he relapsed in just a few days.
He even scamd his mother by saying that he needed so money for school projects and it turned out that he didn't actually have any on-going school projects at all!
He used that money to buy the latest Project Skin line of the video ga League of Myths!
This was why as much as the Old Manager wanted to believe in Calvin.
He knew that he must not let his guard down against this video ga addict.
Gnashing his teeth, he turned to look at Mada Yvette and said, "Don't be deceived, Mada! A man can only be deceived for three tis at most before he could be judged as foolish! Steel your heart and punish him! Rember that in the end, this is also for his sake!"
The Old Manager's voice rang extrely loud to the extent that the players within the Internet Cafe couldn't help but remove their headphones and watch the show unfolding in front of them.
"Oh shit! Isn't that the baller who brought a twenty-thousand dollars Elentalist Laks skin earlier?"
"Yeah, that's him, but dang! We praised him for having so much money that he could buy such a skin, yet the money that he used to buy that skin actually ca from his sister's tuition money!"
"What the fuck? Really? What a bastard!"
The spectators whispered towards each other. They weren't courteous at all with their whispers. They deliberately made their voice sound louder so that Calvin could hear what they were saying. They wanted to humiliate the pretentious thief.
But little did they knew that Mada Yvette was more hurt than Calvin.
Even though she disliked Calvin's attitude and outlook in life.
Calvin was still her son.
Seeing him being humiliated like this, she gnashed her teeth and dragged Calvin out of the Internet Cafe.
"Old Manager! Improve the quality of your security guards! To think that they would let a suspended person enter your Internet Cafe!" Mada Yvette even scolded the Old Manager while she was dragging Calvin away back to their ho.
Calvin didn't say anything along the way. His mother also wasn't in the mood to talk, so the two of them kept their silence until they returned ho.
But as soon as Calvin entered the living room of their modest house, a fist greeted him and with a pak!
He fell onto the ground.
"You bastard! You've done it again! You've gone too far!"
The punch ca from his father.
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