Chapter 10. Skeleton Soul?

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"100,000! 100,001? 100,002?? 100,003??? 100,004???????? WHERE THE FUCK IS MY POPUP????" I screamed as I killed over 100k skeletons and the pleasurable ding never ringed.

"Emma! Get us out of this shit hole!" I yelled as my beautiful blonde came rushing over in confusion but didn't question my frustration and teleported us out of the dungeon.

"What happened? Did you check your new skill without me?" Emma asked, not sure why I was so pissed.

"I didn't get a fucking skill! And I'm at 100,010 kills! What the fuck just happened!" I complained, couldn't control my emotions after slaying those stick figures for a whole fucking month to not get a skill? What the fuck is going on here?

At a time like this, I am glad I got Emma with me. If she wasn't around to calm me down, I might have done something stupid and ended up having a run in with the police.

"You know Ken, I think I might have figured out why you didn't gain a skill." Emma said calmly as she patted my head while I laid my head in her laps on a park bench watching the anger and frustration growing from that stalking butler.

"I got nothing so whatever you think is going on is better than any guesses I have." I replied, feeling the warmth of her thighs while watching the stupidass butler in anger has calmed me down slightly.

"The skill you always gained is called something something soul right. Maybe the reason you didn't get a skill is because skeletons don't have a soul?" Emma said as I pondered her reasoning.

"Let's just pretend your theory is correct. How exactly would we know if something has a soul or not? Would zombies have a soul? Mummies have a soul? Robots have a soul? The fucking AI that's supposedly trying to take over the world have a soul?" I asked, getting frustrated again that my already bullshit ability have other fucking limitations.

"Well, from what we have gathered, I think any creature that's alive should be fair game. If a slime has a soul then I would assume anything living should right? I know zombies and mummies are high on our list as the next possible candidate but we might have to go with something that we can guarantee would grant you a skill especially since we are so close to the exam." Emma said while comforting me. You know, it's moments like this that I feel bad for staring at other girl's boobs and asses so much.

"Back to the drawing board I guess. Hopefully I get a kickass skill next or I might be fucked for the exam."

"Don't worry! If you don't. I will order you some super top tier gear! I am not going to Tokyo Academy without you." Emma replied, throwing her money at any problem I might face. Thank you Emma, thank you for being so rich. I don't think I could have made this far without your wallet.

"Lady Emma! You shouldn't waste your father's wealth like that! This guy deserves none of your generosity! I saw him buy a porno magazine just yesterday when he got off work!" Albert protested, I guess he's not just going to standby and do nothing about the situation.

You were spying on me? You fucking piece of shit butler! What's wrong with a highschool senior buying a porno or two or checking out a few girls?

"You shouldn't be spying on Ken, Albert. Better him reading a magazine than looking for a girl. Besides, dad told me I can spend my allowance however I want." Emma replied in her normal happy tone.

That's right you piece of shit Albert! Would you rather I go look for a side chick or a prostitute instead of just reading some porno mag? Good thing he didn't see me checking out a cute girl. But it's not like a protagonist like me needs to go the prostitute route. I am sure I will have plenty of options when I become the hero that will safe this whole fucking world.

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