《Ugly Bastard System》UBS01 - A New Beginning
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What, you still have problem understanding what I just said? All I said is that you need to bang three girls that have been selected as your target and you will be able to go back to your world!
"What kind of requirement is that?!!"
It is the requirement of UBS, like it or hate it, your recovery depends on it. So, you're gonna do it or not?
"...What kind of women am I going to target?"
Ah! Finally we can progress and I can show you some props! Well, to navigate the system, just say 'Status' and you will get everything you ask for.
"...Status." The man saw a magical screen open in front of him.
Host Status[-]
Name: Gojima Kenzaburou
Age: 32
Occupation: Teacher (Physical Education, Miyabigaoka High School)
Strength (1 Rep Max): 100 kg
Stamina (Speed Dash): 12 min
Sexual Energy: 10/10 Shots (Approx. 4 hours)
Upgrade Objectives[+]
Target List[-]
1. Miyahara Ruri[+]
2. Hanazono Sayuri[+]
3. Yoshida Saki[+]
Gojima frowned at the information given. Some of the informations were... there is no way it is humanly possible to last for 10 rounds that actually take 4 hours. There is just... no way.
He then clicked the [+] icon at the end of the first name.
1. Miyahara Ruri
Age: 12
Occupation: Student (Sakuragumi Elementary School)
Sexual Satisfaction Le-
Gojima punched right through the screen.
"What. Is. The. Meaning. Of. This?" He was gritting his teeth in anger. If the system had a physical body he would have murdered it right there.
Well, info on your first---woh woh woh stop punching! It doesn't hurt me but its still scary seeing a burly hairy fist coming at you you know? Do you want to go home or not?
"DO YOU WANT ME TO BECOME THE SAME KIND OF MONSTER THAT KILLED MY DAUGHTER?!!!" He couldn't control himself anymore. The families in the neighborhood shouted from their apartments, telling him to keep quiet or they'll call the police.
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Well, its upto you whether you want to do her or not. If you wish to be stuck here till your death then be my guest, that's all.
The answer was obvious to Gojima. He would rather be stuck here for the rest of his life that do something this vile. There was nothing really left for him in his own world anyway. Other than debts and... vengeance. But not at this cost.
He took some time to figure out his identity.
Gojima Kenzaburou. 32 year old. Height 6 foot 5 inchs or you can say 195 cm, weight 105 kilos. Rather muscly constitution. His face looks... well, like some countryside village chief probably? A jolly looking fisherman? Well, something like that. Works in a high school as a PE teacher.
Single and has a disturbing amount of porns of some really questionable genres and... covertly taken photos of females. He didn't waste any time deleting all of them.
'Better hope this guy has not done anything that cannot be fixed.'
Well, apart from visiting the red light district, he hasn't crossed any line yet. That was supposed to be your job, but you have already decided against it.
"He... doesn't have any serious disease, right?" Gojima felt a little scared.
Nope, no worries about that. Well, your shift will start in two hours. You cannot be late to your office as a PE teacher you know?
Ubs reminded him that he actually had a job to live on in this world.
The shelves were full of instant ramens. The fridge was almost empty, with little meat or vegetables. 'Guess I'll have to buy a lot of things. Do I even have any money?'
A window popped up right in front of him.
Monetary Asset:
Cash on Hand: 10,000 Yen
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Bank Balance: 300,000 Yen
Monthly Income and Expenditure[+]
You have enough money to live comfortably for at least a month. Now then, since you're done with your breakfast, time to head out!
"Hold on, I gotta pee first. Where is the washroom... ah, there it is." He went to the washroom and pulled down his pants.
"...What. The. Ever. Freaking. Fuck..."
Gojima had a hard time believing what he was seeing. His penis was flaccid, but it was already larger than what he had at full erection in his previous life. Not to mention...
"Oi, Ubs? Didn't you tell me that this guy has no disease?"
Yes, I did.
"...Then explain these... warts!"
Oh those? Those are harmless growths. Well, harmless to you anyway. I pity all those on whom you will unleash that monster cock of yours. Those ribs will probably drive them crazy with pleasure~~Oh! Don't punch me you ugly freak! Its scary!
"These cloths feel stuffy." Gojima got dressed for work. It would take him 15 minutes to reach the high school. That would leave him with one and a half hour till the school starts. He carefully checked all the necessary documents and other stuffs, checked the kitchen, turned off the lights and then carefully locked the door.
'Alright! Time to go then. I have never really been a teacher before but it should all work out fine, right? At worst, I'll just let the children run a few laps, that's good for them right?'
In his own internal monologue, he didn't notice the woman coming from the other direction.
"Ow!" When he noticed her, she was about to fall down. He swiftly grabbed her by the waist.
"Are you alright miss?"
"Ye-yeah, I am fine." The woman balanced herself and Gojima retracted his hands.
"A-are you alright Gojima san?" The woman asked awkwardly. "I am really sorry for bumping into you." she bowed apologetically.
"No, it wasn't your fault... er..."
Hanazono.
"...Hanazono san." Hm? Where have he heard that name?
Where? The target list of course. Bumping right to her the moment you leave your apartment, aren't you a natural?
'...Wait. This lady is Hanazono Sayuri?' Gojima tried his best to maintain his poker face and stop his eyes from twitching. It seems like Mrs. Hanazono cannot see Ubs. Thats fortunate.
The devil then opened her information screen.
2. Hanazono Sayuri
Age: 28
Occupation: Housewife (Married to Hanazono Satoshi)
Sexual Satisfaction Level: Dissatisfied (Husband busy from work)
Weakness: Simultaneous teasing of nipples and clitoris
He managed to hold back from punching the air.
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