Scared, I closed the window unconsciously.

"Was that... was that a system?" I'm starting to say excited. Any novels reader knows what a system means to a person's life. It's practically as if the person becomes a superhuman.

"Damn it, why did I close the window? Now I don't know how to open it again." I wondered frustrated.

I'm gonna have to go by the good old method of trying. "System, open up!" I said excitedly... but nothing happened.

Maybe this system is too old and needs me to say something in an ancient language? "Abrate Sistemus" I thought it might mean Abra Sistema in Latin, although the only thing I knew in Latin was "In vino veritas", which meant "The truth is in wine." Why did I know that? Well... let's just say it wasn't for the same reason as the other things I learned.

But as expected, the system didn't open that window again... again... of course! If he's already opened once, it's because I said something that made the window appear... what did I say?

"Game." I said I was waiting for the window to come up, but it wasn't either.

To my frustration, there was only one, but only one, a word that I could think would open that window.

"Status!" I said a little discouraged thinking that nothing would open.

Zhanye Black

Lvl: 01

CHARM: 31/100

AGI: 40/100

STR: 16/100

INT: 64/100

LUCKY: ??

Cooking: 70/100

Points to Distribute: 10

"It's open!" I shouted in celebration as if I had won the lottery, although a system in the right hands would be more valuable than a winning lottery ticket.

Let's see... why is my CHARM so low? Maybe it's because I'm chubby and my face is oily and full of acne? But... does that mean that if I lose weight my CHARM will increase? Although I have some points to distribute... what would happen if I put in CHARM?

As for the cooking ability... did it show up there because I cooked earlier today? And from what I can see, the level of skill is according to what I learned, either in the old world or in that one.

My mind began to analyze the possibilities of things I could do until a sound woke me up.

*? Touch Touch?

"Come on in, the door's already unlocked." I responded calmly. When I saw the two little heads entering the room, I was happy to have taken off those posters and the hentai action figures right away.

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Henry and Sue came in with curious eyes. This was the first time they entered their brother's room, and for children, it looked like paradise. Full of toys, colorful designs on the wall. But the children were still ashamed, after all, they did not even remember their brother.

"Mommy asked us to let you know that lunch is ready." Henry said quietly a little embarrassed, but still looking around at things in the room.

"All right, I'll be right up." I answered surprised. I concentrated so much on researching things and tidying up the room that I didn't see the time go by. Before they left, I bent down to stay at their height and waved my finger to bring them both closer.

I think from the experience they had in the kitchen, that when I called them they received a tasty food, now the two came with little hesitation.

Slowly, I lowered myself and held them in my arms. With each one on one arm, I felt that at any moment I would lose the strength of these muscles, but in order not to look weak in front of both, I tried my best to act as if nothing was happening.

When I raised them both to the height of the shelf full of action figures, I could clearly see the glow in their eyes when I saw so many toys. "Do you know any of this character here?" I asked with a little smile on my face.

"I know Zhanye, that's Ratman over there!" Henry responded animatedly as he pointed to a somewhat obscure doll. When my eyes met that doll I felt at the time that I was seeing a bad copy of Batman. I searched for the memories and found out that he really was like a Batman to this world, but without all that cool stuff that makes Batman so dark and sinister, about his family dying in front of him during a robbery when he was a kid. The story of this Ratman was just a man who decided to become a hero without any convincing reason.

Sue also got a little excited and pointed to a cute doll I had. To communicate, she used her little hands to tell me "I know that one there, Zhanye, she's Puchi Puchi!" using sign language. Seeing it made my heart hurt. During the birth of the twins, Henry was born without any problems, but when it was Sue's turn, a small complication resulted in a failure in her vocal cords, preventing her from being able to speak. Since she was born, no one has ever heard her say a single word until my parents taught her sign language. Henry learned together to talk to his sister, already the old Zhanye, being a dead weight as it was, he did not bother to learn, not even when he discovered her situation recently since the boy did not know he had a silent sister until he was three years old.

When Sue realized that she had used sign language for me, I saw a rather sad and fearful look on her face. I think she was afraid that I wouldn't understand what she had said and fight with her or something.

But during my time at the orphanage, my roommate was also mute. His family had abandoned him at a few months of age after discovering that the child could not speak. To talk to him, he taught me sign language. I may not be a professional speaking, but I think my rusty sign language is still usable to understand what this lovely child was saying.

Not to disappoint them, I said. "Well, then you can take Ratman and Puchi Puchi for yourselves as a gift from me."

Listening to what I said, a surprised and happy look appeared on their faces as they carefully picked up the two dolls so as not to pick them up. They saw that I kept it carefully and felt that they had to treat it carefully too so that I wouldn't get angry... how cute of them.