Eli immediately fell down with a satisfying thud. “Ouch!” Eli rubbed his back.
He stood up, one shoulder lowered while the other raised. He jumped and hanged once again.
“Are you doing some perverted training?” A voice shot out, which made Eli fall down.
Eli looked in the direction of the voice. “You scared the shit out of me! You always come out of nowhere! It’s like this is your main spawn point!” Eli’s eyes widened. He stood up, the oil dripping onto the ground.
“You do you, I guess. Whatever thing you’re doing makes you happy. You’re pretty strange; you like it when you get punched. You also are pretty strong despite your form?” Charlotte leaned closer.
Eli’s cheeks blushed. His body suddenly stiffened up.
“Are you blush—“
You used [Peekaboo]!
Charlotte Moore
Strength: D
Endurance: C
Speed: D
Potential: B
Intelligence: B+
[Please, Hit Me More!] Activated! 1x
“Stop doing that!” Charlotte’s cheeks flushed as the slap connected with Eli’s cheek.
“Hit my other cheek… no, wait—“
[Please, Hit Me More!] Activated! 2x
“Are you a masochist or something?! Why do you keep saying those weird things and… why do you like getting hit?!” Charlotte closed her eyes as she yelled.
“Ugh, you’re so infuriating!” Charlotte turned around, her ears in a tinge of red. He started to storm off while grumbling. “Idiot, stupid masochist…”
Ding!
[New Chain Quest!]
Title: A Boy Becomes A Man
Chain Quest: Ask Charlotte Out (0/1)
Stolen novel; please report.
Eli’s jaw hung loose, and his eyes widened. He staggered a few steps back, and his heart thumped. He closed his eyes, his cheeks blushing.
“Hey, Charlotte!” Eli yelled out. Charlotte stopped in her tracks.
“What?” She didn’t turn around but simply stood still.
“Do you want to go out?!” Eli’s blush spread to his ears. This is humiliating! Damn this system! Fuck you!
“What the hell are you saying, asshole?!” She yelled back as her ears turned red.
“No, wait! I meant like going out on a date—no! That’s not—I meant hanging out. You know, like the festival tonight?” Eli stammered out, his heart beating faster.
“And why should I accept?” She turned her head around, and she tilted it.
“Fine, I accept, but that’s because I feel pity,” she sighed and continued walking off.
Ding!
[New Chain Quest Complete!]
Title: A Boy Becomes A Man
Chain Quest: Ask Charlotte Out (1/1)
Time to get my reward—
[New Chain Quest!]
Title: A Boy Becomes A Man #2
Chain Quest: Get Charlotte’s Phone Number (0/1)
You got to be shitting me!
“One more thing! Your phone number! Or how else would I contact you!” Eli yelled out. He wanted the quest to be done already.
[A Few Hours Later]
Eli changed his clothes and headed outside. Eli arrived at the festival and waited there for Charlotte. His eyes widened when he saw Jack in the distance. Jack’s hand was stashed inside his pocket.
Jack stopped in front of Eli, his gaze narrowing.
“What’re you doing—?”
“Jackieee~”
Riley popped out of the corner. A grin etched across his face as he leaned closer to Jack. Suddenly, Jack’s hand shot out to grip Riley’s face. Riley’s face scrunched up as Jack leaned closer.
“I told you that you’ll die if we ever meet again,” Jack’s grip tightened.
In a split second, Riley shifted his weight and delivered a hammering uppercut to Jack’s ribs. Jack’s feet lift off the floor.
“Jackie! No need to be so hostile~”
Jack’s body flew toward a dumpster, crushing it. Jack stands up and dusts himself like it was nothing. Jack sauntered over to Riley with his hand inside his pockets. A crowd formed and started to record.
“Jackie! Let’s not fight! There are people here,” Riley’s grin drops as he looks around.
Jack placed his hand on Riley’s shoulder. “Okay,” he replied.
Riley’s grin etched across his face again. It quickly falters as Riley finds himself upside down in the air. Jack’s hand curled into a tight fist; he slammed the fist on Riley’s face, hammering it into the ground. A crater formed around Riley’s head, sending chunks of debris everywhere.
“Consider that as a warning, Riley. Next time, I will kill you,” Jack’s voice was low and dangerous. He walked off the festival, leaving people’s jaws hanging loose.
Riley sat up and scratched the back of his head.
“Ouch! That stung! Jackie is such a meanie,” Riley stood up and looked at the crater.
Just then, Charlotte arrived, and her eyes widened at the scene.
“What happened, and why are you pouting, Riley?” Charlotte questioned as she crossed her arms.
“Me and Jackie fought,” Riley’s shoulder slumped as he pouted.
“Jackie? Jack? Jack as the guy who united the A-District under a week? Now that I am saying that…” Charlotte faced Eli. “You look like him, Eli. Albeit you’re different, but the similarities are there.”
“Oh yeah! You DO look like him, Eli!” Riley leaned closer while rubbing his chin. His earrings jingled.
“Anyways, let’s have some fun at the festival!” Riley jumps while squealing. He grabbed Eli and Charlotte’s hand.
Eli’s eyes widened as he could barely keep up. “Is it okay? I mean… your face was smashed to the ground,” Eli asked as he stumbled.
“Well, I am the president of the Delinquent Council,” Riley turned his head as he walked through the crowd.
I guess this is better than me and Charlotte alone… Eli sighed as they finally reached a hammer stand.
“Ooh! Let’s play the High Striker!” Riley clasps his hand. “My treat!” He handed money to the game attendant.
Riley grabbed the hammer; he swung downwards. The bell rang once.
“Here you go, little Jackie!” Riley’s lips curled to a smile as Eli grabbed the hammer.
“Little Jackie… ?” Eli tilts his head, his lips slightly parted.
“Yup! Cause you and Jack look alike,” Riley chuckled before slapping Eli’s back. “Go hit it, Eli!”
Eli swung downwards. The meter barely hits the midpoint mark.
“Let me try,” Charlotte grabbed the hammer and swung it.
The meter hits the bell.
“It’s about technique. You need to hit it in the middle. Of course, strength is a factor,” Charlotte gave the hammer to the game attendant.
The attendant gave Riley and Charlotte two cute, cuddly octopus plushies.
[Few Hours Later]
It was an exhausting day, and Eli entered his house. He flipped the light switch.
Thud!
Eli’s head slammed against the wall, his face wrapped by a palm.
“How do you know them—mostly Riley?!”