In that frozen second between standoff and fighting, I saw their eyes flicked from me to him. Our faces were unreadable, no fear, no invitational smirk. In that instant they flew at me, ignoring him. I was the one supporting 'my partner,' he had no reason to be afraid. They expected it to be five on two, over in a bloody flash and then they went back to their base. But things didn't go their way, not at all. I predicted they would come from of the river bank, and they did. In seconds he had jumped to their unprotected middle, breaking their formation apart. "Repel now!!" He said.

"Woof!" Three barked passionately on the heat of this battle, painstakingly he climbed into the nearest spot, positioned himself and did a headbutt.

"Wait, stupid mutt! don't touch that!" Right at this moment, I knew I fucked up. I should've cast Repel rather than stopping Three.

Mount Everest has been disconnected.

*BRAAK* The sound of something being slammed came from Dopinder's room. It was how he wrote his emotions into the air, hoping that it would reduce his pain. "Idi nahui, cyka blyat, blyat, blyaaat!!" Curses words came out in his native language, from Dopinder's reaction I knew we lost the match.

Looking at my broken router, I picked Three, stare at his satisfied face and said. "...Look at what you have done."

At first, I thought if I filled his bowl he wouldn't bother me, but I forgot when it came to eating, he was a bottomless pit. In an instant, he finished the small chunk of meat and started to bite my legs the whole game while barked like there was no tomorrow.

Speaking of food, I haven't eaten either eh. I put him back on the floor, walked through the kitchen while wondering how many days since I ate a decent dinner. Taking out some chicken legs that I bought this afternoon, rubbed them with SPG, coated them with an oil, next put some oil and butter into the pan, grilled the chicken while marinating it with instant barbeque sauce; all of it happened while Three climbing and biting my legs and through the miracle of time 10 pieces of simple grilled chicken was done.

My right hand browsed for any kind of news, while my left hand delivered the chicken leg straight into my mouth all of these happened while Three giving me his puppy eyes.

Musician XxX on the emotional moments in his songwriting, new documentary.

The entrepreneur behind the fight for sharing 3D printed gun blueprints.

Police offer 10,000$ rewards for a man suspected of murder.

President wage a war of word against the domestic intelligence and security service.

"Woof! Woof!" Barked Three, he climbed onto my leg while kept looking at the chicken legs with his blue eyes and silver tail swishing around, I knew what he wanted.

"...You glutton mutt." I curled my fingers around the chicken legs, as my arm wheeled backward and I threw the chicken leg, instead of doing what I expected, he leaped forward, climbed onto my body and dove down to the plate. Bones and legs fell down and scattered on the floor, without a single care he ignored the legs and chomping the bones.

"Ho...How can you move like that, *sigh* Whatever, I'm eating outside." Taking my hoodie, I left my apartment that now officially became a dumpster.

*****

It was a very dark night, about eleven o'clock. I was struck by the strange, lonely feeling of the city's atmosphere. Yet I noticed before me, at the foot of the statue two men with an appearance younger than me opening a woman purse and rummaging things inside.

With a half-eaten burger on my left hand and rocks on my dominant hand; a rock flying like it was thrown by a professional baseball player. One hit was enough to make one of them staggered "Oi! are you fine?!" Said the other men.

"And...*Gulp*" As I gulped down my burger, I leaped; not a world breaking leap but on the mid-air "Stag's Leap." As an unexplainable force propelled me for a few meters away and I landed right next to them. Women wallet, a perfume, portable cell phone charger, healthy snacks and nail polish. Yup those two must be a thief.

One still staggered and one wasn't said anything, heck he didn't even try to run away, he just sat still with his ass kissing the ground. "Please don't hurt me!" Was the first word he said to me.

At the same time, my phone was buzzing, as I took another bite and checked my phone "Eh... it's cool bro, my business is done. Still... whose purses is that? I don't know about your story but keep doing this and you'll end up in a jail."

He stared as I gave him a piece of life advice. "...What are you waiting for? Hush! go take your friend away." Now I knew a face someone made when a stranger suddenly threw a rock at you, jumped out of nowhere, gave you an advice and let you go? Precisely looked like a pop-eyed toy from one of those claw machines at the fun fair.

Lending his friend a shoulder, he started to walk away. "Wait, you forget about this." I said while throwing the purse to them.

"O..oh thanks sir." He stared at me with his empty zombie eyes, clumsily taking the purse and left.

While lighting up a cigarette, I looked at my phone screen, "Ho~ after two hours its finally done eh." Two hours I spent my time aimlessly walking, kicking any suspicious person asses, after 32 people I managed to complete my quest. While remembering the awkwardness after I beat someone or capturing them and found out that my quest wasn't progressed, it was enough to make me die from the awkwardness.

Beat a bandit (15/15) Reward: 0.3PP

Capture a burglar (10/10) Reward: 0.2PP

Total PP: 16.8