Chapter 64 Balls, Drugs, or Whatever

Meanwhile some dude in an alleyway:

“OHUHHHHhhhh… fUCKK…!!”

I walked a couple of steps back… stumbling…!!

“Yeah, yeah— that— that hit hard as fu—” then immediately started coughing my lungs out…!!

“Was that coke?” said a dude in a ragged suit—facial hair uncut for a week or two, yet still a handsome devil by anyone’s standards.

“Nnnn…nnnn…o… prob’ meth,” closed my eyes and rapidly, intensely shook my head from right to left multiple times.

[MENTAL CLARITY ACTIVATED]

[MENTAL CLARITY ACTIVATED]

[MENTAL CLARITY ACTIVATED]

“Okay, it’s my turn now,” he claimed as he went up to a wheel—put his hand on it and then with all his force spun it.

“And…”

“ANDDDDDD…!!”

The wheel spun, going through the options of losing-or-winning—nothing else written on it, just winning or losing.

“LOSE!! Yippie!!” I yelled as an intense smile embraced me wholly!!

“Shit!! Don’t go too hard, please…” he let out softly, the last word almost a whisper or a plea for mercy.

He prepared himself mentally and stood in front of me—his hands quickly wrapping around his balls in a protective manner, then took a massive breath and closed his eyes.

The alleyway was dirty—we were in a rather unpleasant region of the city, a district that didn’t quite have drugs, but had high-level regulars that would sometimes treat the poor ones with substances of pleasure.

I stepped backwards, drawing my leg behind me and bending my knee as I prepared to kick—only to accidentally slam my foot into a pile of rubbish that happened to be lying there…!!

Just for a moment, I glanced at it and then had my focus fully warp onto my victim…

Giddily, I grinned and like a princess jumped next to him using one leg—the other one held behind me in the position of a kick…!!

Then, with a good bit of strength… kicked him in the crotch…!!

“AAAAAHHHHHH…!! FU— FUCKER!!” he screamed in pain as he dropped down onto the ground… tears flowing out of his eyes.

Immediately, he stood up and walked up to a table that happened to be there… in an alleyway… a table… not suspicious at all.

His finger went onto his nose as he snorted something on it…

“Shi… the fuck did I just…”

“BAHAHAHAHAHA…”

“…THE FUCK DID I JUST… IS MDMA IT?!”

“MDMA?! Are you a fucking idiot?!”

“The shit did I just take?! I feel… yuck… and…”

He started vigorously coughing… and spitting… and tearing up even harder…

“HAHAHAHA… There’s— there’s no way…!!”

This time I was the one that dropped down on the ground… hands on my balls laughing to death…

“C’mon—the shit did I— SHIT DID I TAKE?!”

Upon saying that, his face warped into an expression of utter revulsion…

His nose scrunched up, his eyes squeezed up, and his lips twisted into a grotesque sight…

As if he’d just snorted the most repulsive substance known to mankind…

“It’s… it’s… HAHAHA…”

Fuck…!! I just peed myself a little…!!

“Ibuprofen… you just snorted… HAHAHA… IBUPROFEN…”

Subsequently, in a comically exaggerated manner his hands went onto his face—mouth wide straight from some sort of cartoon…

“YO!! I’M GOING TO FUCKIN’ DIE…!!”

“HAHAHAHAHA…!! Fuck… this is too funny…!!”

“Fuck you mean funny!? When— when I agreed to a drug roulette I didn’t fuckin’ mean you crushing up ibuprofen— shit, you can’t even get high from that, can you!?”

After calming down a little… just a little…

“No idea, honestly… anyway…”

[HEAL ACTIVATED]

He started glowing green…

“You’ll be okay…”

He replied instantaneously.

“I better be!!”

I proceeded to stand up… uncrossing my legs as I rose to my feet and prepared myself for the next spin.

“And…!!”

“AND… AND… AND…!!”

“Tsk…!!” he instantly let out—it landed on a win!!

Immediately, I hopped to the table—yet again jolly like a princess about to kiss her prince.

He didn’t get to scrutinize the substance appearances because he was in a hurry for pain relief, so I’ll let myself do justice…

“Hmm…”

“This one!!”

“It’s no fun—you clearly recognize the powders, man!!”

I glanced at him after that, but all my face expressed was a mischievous grin without a singular worry on this planet!!

[MENTAL CLARITY ACTIVATED]

Leaned my face closer to the table… one nostril closed… and…!!

“Fuck, yeah!! Mmmh…!!”

“Somethin’ good again?”

“Yeah— YEAH!! PRAISE THE MEN IN GOLD FOR THIS…!!”

He tilted his head in confusion as my expression, on the other hand, twisted… surrendering to the intense euphoria.

My gaze drifted upwards, my eyelids growing heavy as I sank into a state of blissful oblivion and pleasure…

My knees gave in and I nearly dropped down on the ground—my hand on the table holding all of my weight…

“I’m jealous…”

“Should be…” my reply was instant… or beyond instant…

Then…

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION .. ]

[DEAT — IMMEDIATE SUMMON TO THE ASSOCIATION HEADQUARTERS]

“You gotta be fuckin’ with me!!”

I audibly sighed as I pushed my body upwards… standing up properly.

“What’s wrong, man?”

“They’re calling me to the association!!”

Hearing that, he chuckled in a petty way…!! Then…

“Ou, shi… you going to go high up there?”

“Don’t be a moron—those guys are oblivious to any of this.”

He replied upon the clock ticking once or twice—there was no clock, “that so?” this time in a bored voice.

And then excitedly added, “wait!!— does this mean I can keep all of this?!”

I proceeded to raise my hand made out of black scales—the table promptly disappeared, and the substances flew up as they got inside little pouches that materialized from thin air.

“Yea—would be a little fucked up of me after turning you infertile,” I let out apathetically—he didn’t reply, just grabbed the flying pouches while being overtly euphoric.

“Regardless, time for me to go—it was fun, bud,” I said as my final—his hands promptly went onto his head as a gesture, then voiced, “ay, ay—captain!”

I disappeared abruptly.

[HEAL ACTIVATED]

[MENTAL CLARITY ACTIVATED]

No more fun—sad.

“Yo, Angelito!!”

“Hey, Deat—we got a bit of a situation on our hands—you ready to stop being a bum?”

“A bum?—I’ve never been that in my life, what do you mean?” I immediately retorted—little did he know.

He proceeded to explain everything…

My only reaction was…

…a tired sigh…

“This’ll be tedious…”

“You’ll handle it, though—right?”

Words of confidence…

I’ll return them.

“When have I ever failed you, my dear Angy?”

I set out.

Dear you—or anyone for that matter, be careful with drugs! Really careful! Just hours after writing this chapter I mildly overdosed by accident and it was NOT fun. Ideally, don’t take them at all—ever! Thank you.