My Pick Up Artist System

Chapter 305 A happy family

Ben brooded on the train ride back home, thinking over how he was going to get revenge over that beefy bastard Nick. He only had one week and knew it wouldn’t be easy. Yet, he didn’t decide to join the purple belt tournament without having something to rely on. After all, there was no way he’d become so much stronger in only a week by himself, or awaken an ancient bloodline at a random moment. However, he did have one thing he could always rely on—the system.

So when he got home and sat down on his bed, he knew he needed something special to truck Nick again...though he wasn’t sure how Truck-kun could get into a basement of a building...

Either way, the only solution was to use his points.

PUA Points: 15100

Looking at his points total, Ben believed he had enough. Whether a mid-level multiplier, a potion, a skill, or a special item, there were many things that could strengthen him enough to beat Nick. Yet, it couldn’t be anything too weak, since at the end of the day, Nick was a suped-up steroid monkey...

So the most logical choice for Ben was a high level mystery box that cost 5000 points. With three chances, he had utmost certainy he’d get something he needed. Thus, with a relaxed smile, he didn’t hesitate. Opening his system to the Store, he purchased his first box.

A few seconds later...Ben looked down at an obese human balloon.

[Extra Thick Blowup Doll(Item, Uncommon) x1 - A blowup doll for sex or friendship. She won’t pop no matter how hard you do]

He cringed. "Who b*tch this is?"

...

Yea, Ben wasn’t in need of such "toys." Hurrying to open her air flap, he deflated the big girl and hid her away where no one would find her. Why would he not throw her out if he didn’t need her? Because he was a whore-der...

"It’s all right. Two chances left." Ben was optimistic as he reached back for the Store screen to buy another mystery box.

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Not long after...Ben’s face was even more hideous as he gazed down at another item he didn’t dare to touch.

[Ron Jeremy’s Lucky Thong(Item, Uncommon) x1 - A black thong. Belonged to the real Ron Jeremy. It was his favorite and he often didn’t wash it after scenes]

"Uhhhh!" Ben recoiled in disgust...

He kicked the damn thing towards the garbage bin, planning to put on a hazmat soon later to throw it out.

Now though, Ben’s expression wasn’t as relaxed, because there was only one draw remaining. However, he felt fine about it. ’I got all my bad luck out on that last draw. So the next one is bound to be good!’ This was fundamental; the basic rule of Eastern fiction, where the concept of independent probability had not yet developed...

So not long after Ben bought another box...

[Ass(Item, Uncommon) x1]

"WHAT THE F*CK IS THIS?!?"

...

He couldn’t even bother to read the description! It was another damn rubber sex toy!

Ben fumed as he kicked the thing across the room...before calming down half a minute later and going to retrieve it and hiding it under his bed...

After all, every item had its use in the right circumstances... Yet, these weren’t the right circumstances. Now, Ben was out of points and rich in a bunch of bullsh*t...

He grumbled, in a terrible mood, as he thought about how he’d get pummeled again if he didn’t figure out a way to get some points by the end of the weak. Yet, as he tried to brainstorm, he couldn’t concentrate as his mind kept returning to that black thong, and plastic blowup doll and ass under his bed...

He realized before anything, he needed to calm himself down, and for the first time, he got a good idea.

A few minutes later...

*Knock* *Knock*

Opening her door, Camila was wearing a black hoodie, squinting when she saw Ben. She was about to tell him to f*ck off before she remembered her plan, and tried to eek out a difficult smile. "Hey, what is it?"

Ben looked hurt. "What is it? I can’t see the mother of my unborn child?"

Her lips twitched but she controlled herself. "Of course you can."

"Well, aren’t you going to let me in?"

Her handle on the doorknob squeezed so tight that if it wasn’t made of metal it would’ve dented...yet, she knew she didn’t have any other choice but to be polite to him if she was to get what she wanted. "Come on in." Stepping aside, she let Ben in and closed the door behind her. That...soon became a huge regret for her.

As Ben sat down, he took full advantage of Camila’s situation, forcing her into treating him well, rubbing against her and fondling her as he chatted her up. A while later, he reached the endgame of his plan. "Future mother of my child, you want us to be a happy family, don’t you?"

...

Camila tried to avoid frowning. ’I don’t know where he’s going with this but it can’t be anywhere good.’ Still, it wasn’t like she could say no. "Definitely."

Ben nodded as if it was obvious. "In that case, we need to make sure this child grows up in a house full of love..."

"Full of...lo—"

Before she could finish, Ben had kissed her, as he began creating a happy family for his non-existent child. Yet, for the fake mother, how could she say no? This was part of the sacrifice she had to make. So, for the first time, Ben and Camila were intimate together without a third party, or any strange circumstances pushing them into it; at least, not any on the surface...

An hour later...

Ben rolled over off of Camila, heaving, exhausted. "Ah...that was nice. We’ll surely build a lovely, lovely home."

...

Camila’s teeth were grinding so hard she feared they might shatter, as she struggled to get words out. "You...came...in me again."

Ben looked at her with an expression as if he didn’t see the problem. "Yes, isn’t that great? We don’t have to worry about you getting pregnant because you already are! In other words, we’re freerolling!"

...

Camila closed her eyes as she pictured throwing him into a pool of sharks...

"Isn’t that great? Don’t you think so? Well, isn’t it?" He kept prodding her until she responded.

"Yea...so...great." Inside her head, she was screaming. ’Now I have to get the Plan B pill again!’

She got herself into this situation because he was making her get Plan B too often, and the result was she needed to get more of those pills... It would’ve been ironic if it wasn’t too tragic. If she knew what was going through Ben’s mind, Camila might’ve hopped on the first flight to Mexico and called it a game...

Yet, unaware of the truth, she found herself in this cum quandary...

So she was desperate. She needed a way out of this, because she didn’t know how long she could keep this charade up. Then, she got an idea, as she remembered a mutual acquaintance of theirs. "Ben...what do you think, Miyuki would think of all this?"

He glanced at her with slight surprise. ’Not bad...so she’s still got some moves left.’ He realized this was a subtle threat from Camila, that she’d tell Miyuki about this if Ben didn’t become more passive. However, he wasn’t worried, because he knew Miyuki better than Camila did. Instead of how she expected, Ben reacted in an opposite manner. "That’s a great point! We should hurry up and tell her!

Camila swallowed down the horror as she realized she could never beat this guy. It was like every move she made was reversed by him with casual ease. Why did she have to provoke this d*ck demon?

She wished she could go back to the first day of university and let this idiot walk in peace looking like a dirty burrito. Then perhaps now, she wouldn’t be the one filled with sour cream...

Yet, some things couldn’t be taken back, not once they’d already spilled out...

So as Camila fought hard not to kick Ben out of her room and cancel her entire plan, he raved on and on about how Miyuki would be so excited to be a godmother.

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Author’s Note: We came in 7th this time, not that far from bonus chaps :( Honestly, the issue this past month with voting was that did not give MPUAS any promotions. We were owed a banner, a library feature, and many other features and received none of them. Even so, we came very close to returning to the top 5 this week. If the votes stayed on par with how they were Sunday and Monday, we would’ve made it.

Unfortunately, some of you brothers and sisters chose to take it easy towards the end of the week.

*Sniffles*

I hope this week everyone can stay consistent and keep voting every day. The schedule is the same as last week. Up to 8 bonus chaps for getting in the top 5. In any case, thank you all for your support.