Scavenging Success
[S1] Heir and Night Butterflies

Fragment 13: First Purchase

I looked down at my shirt, which was now clean of blood.

'Truly, ' my comment on my own appearance.

'Ah... Right too.' I cried in my heart.

I just remembered that I currently have a lot of money from Extraction just now. I think this is a good time for me to try out the Shop feature provided by the System.

...— x —...

As soon as I opened the Shop, I immediately spent 650 Haipur to buy an interior, a plain black T-Shirt, dark blue jeans and also a pair of casual shoes.

Although everything I bought was unbranded, but the items I bought had materials that were quite comfortable when I used.

Besides of...

I also bought a hoodie jacket, a cell phone, and a watch. So that my total expenditure currently reaches more than 25 thousand Haipur.

A lot of money to my old self. But it is very small when compared to the balance in the Bank System.

Not stingy. I just realized that I can't be wasteful. Considering I still don't know how much money I can get from the System.

...— x —...

After shopping, I opened the System Bank and intend to wear all the items I just bought.

It's magical!

In an instant I was already wearing all my groceries just now. While the outdated settings that I originally wore, went directly into the System Bank.

All of this practicality looks like Equipment features contained in various Virtual MMORPG Games.

Haha...

The system I have right now is very special. Although it cannot be used to fight, the various built-in features of the System can be said to be quite overpowering.

Haha...

Now the system has proven its power in front of me. Makes me even more confident that I will definitely be able to reach all my foolish thoughts and ideals.

...— Connect —...

Fragment 14: Laela Ramlan

My name is Laela Ramlan. I am a single mother who is almost four heads old.

Although it seems arrogant, but I believe that the perfection I have is not inferior to young girls.

Not just a pretty face. I also have an ideal body shape. People say that the silhouette of my body is similar to the silhouette of a Spanish guitar that can hypnotize men.

Of course, all this beauty I don't get for free. Hard sports and expensive treatments are often done to maintain the true beauty I have gained since birth.

...— x —...

Under the warm shower I traced the entire curve of my perfect body.

I'm silent. Hoping that my bathing ritual would cleanse the guilt that is now stalking the recesses of my soul.

Guilt that wasn't my fault. But by the mistake of the old man who is now outside the bathroom.

...— x —...

Less than an hour ago...

The sports car we were riding accidentally hit someone. We just did a hit-and-run.

'Old fool Old Man! Had he let me check on him we hit. Maybe I won't feel this way, ' I swear in my heart.

I took a deep breath while looking up to let the water dots gently massage my face.

'It's Laela... There is no point in thinking unnecessary things.' I told myself.

'Focus Laela! You are working now. Your night is still very long, ' I cried out in my heart.

It's out there waiting for an old grandpa who's my customer. I can't go through the guilt of having to act unprofessionally.

What happened, happened. The dead cannot live again.

...— x —...

Despite being a call woman, I was actually an educated woman.

To be able to live comfortably in this immoral world. Just being educated is not enough. I had to adapt to letting myself go to be seduced by the men with the thick wallets.

I totally agree with what people say. If only the people who can succeed in this world are the Kings, Mafia, and Merchants.

But I think there's still a fourth. That is, beautiful women who are able to suck out the virility of men like a vacuum cleaner.

...— x —...

I have to admit that as an entertainer I should not expect satisfaction.

Just look at the old Grandpa whose manhood resembles cassava that has undergone fermentation. Soft and smells pungent.

But just calm down...

Even though my average customer is an old man. For the satisfaction of being in bed. I have a solution.

Unlike most people, I don't care about social status. So that I have a lot of male reserves that can satisfy my libido.

I don't care if they're gardeners, builders, greengrocers, or even parcel mailers. As long as they can scratch my stalactite wall perfectly. I'm glad to be ready to be fucked by all of them.

Not just get there...

My daughter who I don't know who her father is is now in her teens.

Like mother like daughter's. My daughter also often brings young men dashing and handsome also into her bedroom.

And sometimes...

Young males who intend to feel my son's genjotan. In the end you can also feel the clasp of the mother. Let's say this is a free one buy package.

...— x —...

Tired of waiting for him who he said wanted to take a bath together. I decided to end my cleaning.

I painstakingly dried my whole body and then I put on a kimono towel that was only a little above the knee.

I love wearing clothes like this. Not naked. Not even closed. Clothes that still present the sexiness of this body, but also still keep a little mystery.

Chequek!

I opened the bathroom door as slowly as possible. Samar saw the silhouette of the shadow of the old man standing straight by the bed.

"Say you want me to take a shower together?" I asked in a flirtatious tone while closing the door and turned to look at her.

'Eh! Si... Who's she?!' I glared in surprise when I saw the figure standing in my room was not the figure of Grandpa I should serve tonight.

The figure I see right now is a young man who I thought was the same age as my daughter. This boy has grey hair, has a dull complexion, and wears a hoodie jacket that looks like it's new.

From the indentation on his cheek, I suspect that this child has a thin body like a malnourished person.

But behind all the negative descriptions. I have to admit that this kid's face is very handsome. Maybe if he were more contained, he would look more handsome than all the men I've met to date.

...— x —...

Awakening to the situation I was in. I also tried to scream for help.

'Toll... HMPH!'

Brak!

Quickly the boy immediately shot towards me before with all his might smothering my mouth until my back was pushed against the wall of my room.

My back hurts now. My mouth was coarsely gagged.

But strangely...

The rough scars he did instead made my body feel relaxed and comfortable as well. Even so comfortable, the most private part of me immediately twitched incoherently.

What is really going on?

Was this young man an unusual human with supernatural powers?

Or is...

Ah... I hate to admit it!

Or is it just because I'm too bad.

$h!t! I want to fvck with him!

...— Connect —...