Here is the next chapter, hope you like it!
Btw, for the ones who enjoy(?) this fiction, the religion I might refer to I do not mean to piss you off on purpose (if I did), I cannot imagine how you feel however, since I am a devout believer of the god of wifi, God Wifficus, may he reign supreme for all eternity! Anyways, on with the story for those who actually read this small paragraph…
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italic = muramasa talking
" x " = speaking
' x ' = thinking
[ x ] = author note!
~~~~~Professor Akane’s house, Akane POV~~~~~
Muu, every time I come home after teaching I feel like I need to take a shower because of their blatant lust-filled eyes! Every time I drop a pen to pick up it’s like they are going to blow their load. I swear, I could probably make three times as much money as a model or even a pornstar instead of a teacher. Nah, I’ll probably get sued by a bunch of wives who never get any action anymore once I make videos. Uwah that sounded narcissistic! Damn, I blame it on those horndogs!
Anyways I go and take my lust-radiation-clothes off and take a shower. Speaking of horndogs, my neighbor who is one of my students has been stalking me. At first I thought he was going to mug me but after a while I realized he just looked but never harmed me.
Well there was this one time where a stranger grabbed my ass so I slapped him and he ran off. I kept walking and could have sworn I heard a ‘No, please have mercy!’ then a bunch of odd punching noises mixed with a ‘Mwahahaha only I get to grab that goddess’ ass, you gutter monkey!’ However I just wrote it off as some random perverts doing some kind of battle concerning some deity. [A/N: you were partially correct]
As my flashback ended I did my daily scrubbing off the ‘ogle-particles’ clinging to my skin and start other women necessities . Then I dried myself off with a towel and sat bare naked on my couch to watch TV. That is, until a blue screen decided to interrupt…
Greetings, disgusting insects whose race I don’t care to remember the name of! However you should know my name as Odin…nah just kidding my name is God and I felt like popping open an ‘Apocalypse in a Box’ that I got from my friend a few years back..................................the look on your faces is just priceless, hohoho many of you have already exited out of the screen and cursed me. Ah there is even a group of people gathering so start a march to a church while carrying Molotov cocktails! Well anyways, your god (me) has forsaken you but wishes you the best of luck for your shitty lives! Bwahahaha a suicide bomber just took off his vest and threw it down yelling “Fucka you Allah!!!” And he accidentally hit the switch and blew himself up hahaha!!! Oh man this is gre—
I never thought God would be a whackjob like this. I even offered money to the bastard at a church a few times! Well, nothing a few pornos couldn’t fix if I tried—
System Message:
//Processing memories….
…processing complete: memories show a sheltered lifestyle in safety, while being the target of many sexual offenders [most of which were ‘mysteriously’ taken care of]
//Searching talents…
…searching complete: talents include knowledge of telescopes and application of them, second one is ability to keep a calm mind under intense scrutiny from hormone fueled men...and some women, third is unintentionally flaunting your sex appeal daily, resulting in an increase of tissue paper sales annually.
//Scanning brain for psychological state…
…scan complete: scan shows you are an egotistical, narcissistic, and cynical human being that tries to keep those emotions at bay. You secretly enjoy these stares from others and bask in the limelight of it all. You are a whore. A smart whore though, with a doctorate in astronomy. Let’s face it, you only became a teacher because it is the most professional strategy to lure students into your sex den.
//Analysis of proper class complete…
…System Shutdown & Restart…Initiating…
Dammit where the hell is my saké, I’m going to make me a fucking truckload of Molotov cocktails!! The burning of Rome is going to look like a fucking campfire compared to what I’m about to unleash!
Then I look in the mirror and dispel all thoughts of arson from my mind. Holy shit I look hot! If people said I was a goddess before, then now I’m like a devil that will fuck you in exchange for your soul. Wha- oh no way, I can’t be a....’Status?’
Name: Akane Iwasaki
Age: 28
Level: 1
Race: Demi-Succubus
Class: Sniper marksman
Titles:
Strength: 15
Stamina: 16
Vitality: 13
Agility: 12
Intelligence: 18
Currency: 1000M
Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.
{Skills} {beginner, int, adv, mas} {5 lvl per stage}
Precision (passive, beg. Lvl 1) [to shoot wherever on the body she wants (or sees) even when enemy is moving fast]
Heightened Sex (passive, adv. lvl 1) [her racial skill, makes it better hehe]
Camouflage (active beg. lvl 1) (created from title: Hidden Whore) [when she stays still to snipe she blends into surroundings (like a chameleon, or snake from metal gear solid, lol]
{Titles} {common, uncommon, rare, unique, legendary, god}
Hidden Whore: For never showing your disgusting side to others you have gained this title and it comes with skill ‘Camouflage’. This title is ‘Rare’ rank
Claimed by a Psycho: For being followed by a human for years, that acts as a fucked up version of a ‘Guardian Angel’ he has proclaimed you as his woman. When you are in a ‘party’ with him both of your stats will increase by 10%. Name of psycho: Shiro Fujiwara
{Race: Demi-Succubus}
This race is not the full version of a succubus. You still have a normal human form although the aura you give off causes even both genders to view you as the sexiest being they have laid their filthy eyes on. To become a Demi-Succubus requires at least one previous stalker, and an egotistical mindset, along with voluptuous breasts and a stunning body. Total population of Demi-Succubae now alive: 24,369.
{Class: Sniper marksman}
A Unique rank class that can be upgraded in the future. The fighting style bases itself on using a sniper rifle. Example: rifle ammo size must be above 6.8mm. Of course the larger the size the more damage inflicted. Preferred size ammo is .50cal. When you shoot you should be far enough from the combat zone to pick off the enemies without drawing too much aggro. Furthermore the gun should be mounted for most effective accuracy. This class was given due to vast experience handling scopes during your life. Increased strength for carrying heavy rifle, increased stamina to carry heavy rifle longer, and increased intelligence for previous knowledge about the main aspects of the class.
After reading all of the details of my class it’s getting really annoying hearing I’m a whore all the time! Before I can get pissed further, a loud crash, groan and shuffling can be heard near my front door. I run out of my den and to the front door and see a gruesome bloody person who knocked down my door. That door was made from mahogany wood! How the hell did he break that!?
Unfortunately, thinking about my sturdy (not anymore), expensive door, gives him the chance he needs to close the gap between the both of us and shove me down trying to bite me. Ugh, his breath smells so bad it could be used as a weapon of mass destruction. Apparently my new strength is enough to hold him off for now, but the situation is rapidly deteriorating. Literally.
Until I turn my head and see a man run up to the entrance of the door with an…over-sized revolver and katana?! Wait, he looks familiar?
“Are you my student Shiro Fujiwara?!”
Ah he has come here to save me! Why do I feel like his name has something to do with the system? He's the Psycho!
~~~~~~Shiro Fujiwara POV~~~~~
I made it over to professor Akane’s house huhuhu. Time to say hello~. I’m at the entrance now and see a zombie on top of her trying to rip her throat out. Damn is it just me or did she just break the threshold for sexiest woman on the planet? And she is bare ass naked!
Aha! This is my chance!
“Yes, it’s me Dr. Akane, and it looks like you could use some help?”
“Y-yes of course just please kill this ugly thing!”
Plan begin!
“Oya that sounds like a good idea however I can’t just go around saving people for free you know?”
She’s still struggling with the ever-so hungry intruder while giving me an expression like ‘Really? I’m dying here!’
“Fine! What do you want? Just hurry the hell up!”
“Hmmm….how about you be my wife from now on? Oh and call me Husband or Hubby.”
“You’re kidding right?! Why would I marry you?!” She is shouting in defiance however,
*Growl!* the zombie is getting closer to her neck and she is almost out of time…
“Tick tock, keep your eyes on the clock~”
“Ahhh dammit, ok ok H-h-husband just get this fucker off of me!!”
System Notice: Shiro Fujiwara and Akane Iwasaki are now married. While married both husband and wife will know the general direction of where each other are. Congratulations puny insects. Good luck attempting a honeymoon kekeke.
“Don’t worry wife, I got this hehehe. Oi, Masa-chan, say aaaaaaa~.”
Unsheathing Muramasa, I decapitate the zombie and kick its head across the hallway at the same time. Unfortunately the blood splashes all over her. Is it weird that I think it helps her sex appeal? I never really give a shit what's weird and what isn't anyways. Then,oddly, I hear in grumpy mumble,
Itadakimasu, smug bastard.
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Next chapter will have fight scenes don’t worry~ Time to show to the might of a demi-cyborg and a sniper fufu~