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"Host, a mission has been sent. You are to go to a all-girls school that turned co-ed this year, and kill the men wanting to turn the girls into whores for the rich and other kinds of rapist. I will send you the target information once you contact them, as there are a few. This quest will last a few days. You will be filling in for a male teacher that had his wife stolen to the group, the goddess wishes for you to skin that bitch alive." The system said.
I rolled over to hear the system. Looking at my clock, it was three in the morning as I got out of bed and bought an expensive suit. Got to make myself look good, I said, chuckling to myself, before going to the bathroom and finally shaving for the first time in a month. As I stepped into the shower and getting ready for the "struggle" that's about to befall those dumb fucks as I licked my lips as I turned the shower off and dried off before putting the suit on and walked down to the kitchen making coffee as I turned on the TV.
"Last night, ten of the wealthiest businessmen went missing." The news anchor said, looking over and laughing, as it was the men I killed, making me chuckle harder. No matter how much money you have, if you can't kill with your hands it means jack shit. I finished my coffee and went to my garage before stopping, "Maybe I should buy a muscle car? Showing up in that would be cooler than a Land Rover." I spoke to myself before flipping through the cars.
"System, buy me a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro SS black with white stripes," I said as it showed up next to the Land Rover, and I smiled as I ran my hand over the hood, feeling that American muscle under my hand. It's a fucking beauty, I though as I opened the door and got in grabbing the keys from the glove compartment and starting it.
The roar of the engine sounded out, fuck I was getting hard just listening to it. It is a work of fucking art, as I hooked up my iPod and found a fitting song. "Highway to Hell by AC/DC." Pulling out of my garage and looking at the map, I saw that it was a forty-minute drive to the school. As I got on the highway, the music roaring as I opened the window, letting the morning wind in. The sun wasn't up yet as I pulled into the parking lot, having time to kill, I asked the system for information on the school.
The school was mainly female, with about 5% males being able to pass the entrance exams; there are dorms here. I also found out that Jigoku is the one who puts the most money into this school, making me smile as I pulled out my phone and called her. "Good morning, sweet stuff," I said, making her chuckle in a grumpy voice. "Tom, do you know what time it is?" She asked, and I laughed. "It's just before 5 am I wanted to tell you I will be teaching at your school, named Sanctuary, for a couple of days, as I have gotten word that someone is starting a prostitution ring inside it this year," I said.
"Are you sure about this?" I could tell this news woke her up. "Yes, the man I am replacing, his wife, was turned into one, and I have been tasked to make her suffer along with all the people involved with this, from student to teacher to the men who use it. A glorious land of carnage awaits them." I said flirting with her, and she chuckled. "I want to watch. Can you tell me when you will do it so I can have front row seats for this experience? You're making my womb quiver from this taste of killing." Jigoku said, moaning over the phone.
"Sure, but can I ask you to look into the new or semi-new investors in the school? After all, Jigoku, you know that world better than I, my dear." I said, hearing her laugh over the phone. "Sweet-talking will get you everywhere. Fine, I will text you a list after my girls look into it. I am going back to sleep now." She said, hanging up as I smirked.
I looked over the list of students and sat up, smirking, when I noticed one that I had met last night. "Arina, it looks like we could end up having some fun in school." I chuckled as the sun started to push over the horizon. After buying a lesson plan and a briefcase, I exited my car, slicking my hair back and walking towards the front office.
As I walked by two girls, the system triggered.
"Host, please save Manaka Miyama and Mizuki Miyama from Yumemiru Otome. Reward the love of the two girls." The system said.
Well, that's a first. The system says the girls will love me for saving them. I looked at the two girls walking their way towards me and smiled. "Ladies, can you tell me where the front office is? I am a sub and need to report. My name is Tom Wilson," I said, bowing a little.
A blue-haired girl smiled and bowed, "My name is Mizuki Miyama, and this is my sister Manaka Miyama. It's a pleasure, Sensie. If you walk that way and turn left, you should see two double doors. Walk through them, and it will be the first office on the left side." Mizuki said, smiling as I returned a smile, making her face turn a little red. "Thank you, Mizuki. You're a great help," I said, waving goodbye.
As I entered the school and turned to the left to see the office, I walked in and spoke to the front desk. "Yes, I am here to report for the sub-teaching spot. My name is Tom Wilson." I said as the system went off once more to a woman leaving her office, but my face turned cold as this lady wasn't meant to be saved.