Chapter 8: New mission (Re -written)

Chapter 8: 8: New mission (Re -written)

[New Mission Received: Home Wrecker.]

I glanced at the system in confusion.

A new mission?

’What’s this about?’ I muttered to myself, still staring at it.

Gradually, the words dispersed and a new line of words appeared in my line of sight.

[The system has detected that your ex girlfriend’s niece is going to be visiting tomorrow.]

[Mission Details: Get closer to your ex girlfriend, and steal her neices’ panties.]

My eyes widened drammatically as I gasped, reading the system’s words.

’What?!’ I let out a startled cry as I stood up from my seat, the table beside me rattling at the movement.

’Steal what??!’

I stared at the system screen, waiting for the screen to vanish, but it remained ever so present.

Soft blue light illuminated the surroundings as a new row of words appeared beneath it.

[Do note that by completing system missions you can receive rewards, for instance, Corruption points, unique perverted items and even directly receive magic abilities.]

’What are corruption points?’ The system seemed to have noticed my hesitation. Yet confusion replaced the thoughts in my mind as I asked curiously.

[Pervert points can be assigned to your stats, like constitution and the rest, increasing their upper limit.]

I recalled the system had mentioned that at 50 constitution I would be able to awaken a magic ability.

Previously, I wondered how I was going to go about that, but now, the truth lay bare before my eyes.

By completing the system mission I could receive pervert points and using that pervert points, I could assign it to strength, constitution and the others, thereby awakening a magic ability.

I ran my hand through my hair, deeply hesitating on the decision.

The thought of meeting another lady was thrilling, yet at the same time, it was mortifying.

I let out multiple sighs while I thought about the decision.

Venice was now my ex, probably the ex the system talked about.

We were on good terms, but I try to distance myself from her cause it’s kinda hard to see people who were once in relationship still friends, it always creates so many awkward memories.

I recalled one of the caused of our biggest fight back then, her lack of attention and her inability to keep strong boundaries from other guys.

I always complained out of excess jealousy, on how she always makes communication which seemed to me like flirting, with other guys quite easy, but she always reassured me that nothing was going to happen.

The jealousy and the fear sometimes do give me restless nights.

Eventually, after constant fights concerning the issue we broke up.

Outside all of these we were still just friends. We used to be close friends after all, before the whole relationship stuff came about.

There was also the fact that she wasn’t a lady that was also into wild sex.

I really wanted her to satisfy me completely but sometimes she behaves like she doesn’t necessarily feel much attracted to me.

Our sex always looks repetitive, with nothing of excitement which bored the hell out of the relationship.

There were so many escapees I wanted to have with her but she felt too dull for that, but on every other aspect, she was Indeed the right girl for a guy.

Venice was also hard working girl and very beautiful. She was the kind of beauty that would always make heads turn whenever she walked.

Sometimes I wondered how I bagged her. Then again, I wasnt bad myself actually.

I recalled the last time we spoke, which was on my birthday.

It’s been more than 6 months since then.

Calling her now would feel kind of awkward. What if she had gotten another boyfriend?

I deliberated for a few seconds, but with the system hanging over my head I knew I had to make a decision.

With a low exhale I reached into my pocket and took out my phone.

’Where is her number..... Oh here I remembered saving her name as Venny with a purple heart emoji’

It began ringing, I took a deep breath and wanted to know if she’s free today, so we could see.

"Hi, Venice?"

"..." there was a brief silence on the other end before a calm voice echoed, though I could hear the subtle tremor in her voice.

"Hi, Draven... it’s been a while..." her voice was still as soft as I remembered.

"Yes, it has." I’d almost forgotten the reason for calling her in the first place.

It’s hard talking to one’s ex.

"Are you free today? I’m kinda bored myself at home and I was looking for some company,"

I could hear her soft breathing from the other end.

It remained quiet for a few seconds before she finally replied.

"Okay, call me when you get here."

I was surprised by her reply, honestly I thought of a series of arguments we were going to have and how much I go about convincing her but she just... agreed?

Did she miss me?

While silently lost in thought, the multiple ’beeps’ from the system brought me back to reality.

’She hung up,’ just as I muttered, my niece walked out of the room,

"I’m done..." Helen said with a shy smile.

She pulled a strand of her hair that hung loosely at the side of her beautiful face, all teh way behind her ear.

’That was quite fast.’ I realised only barely about 10 minutes had passed and she was done.

I took a closer look at her, admiring the white gown that stopped at her mid-thigh.

Helen was a work of art. the white gown she wore was a tightfitting gown that hugged her hourglass figure so perfectly I knew she was gonna draw attention wherever she went.

"So... uncle? How do I look?" Helen still had the shy smile on her face as she asked.

She turned around, showing how perfectly her gown hugged her ass, leading all the way to the middle of her thighs where the gown stopped.

I could faintly even see the faint outline of her panties.

’C...compose yourself, Draven.’ my mind felt as though it had been hit with electricity, but I quickly composed myself.

I had to offer her a reply.

"You look, stunning." I muttered in the calmest tone I could muster.