Ethan walked out of the store and into the bright sunlight, a wicked grin splitting his face. He felt the immense power of his new body and the intoxicating knowledge of his sister's dark secret. He got into the BMW, started the engine, and pulled onto the street, laughing out loud.

[Excited to receive your rewards, Champion?] the System's loli voice chirped in his mind.

"I can't wait, honestly," Ethan replied, feeling a surge of pure greed and excitement.

[CONGRATULATIONS! REWARDS OBTAINED!]

The familiar transparent screen flashed a cascade of notifications and numbers through his vision.

[Have sex in a commercial establishment in public: +100,000 Lux Points!]

[Fuck a virgin over 30 years old: +1,000,000 Lux Points!]

[Fuck a virgin over 35 years old: +5,000,000 Lux Points!]

[Fuck a virgin over 40 years old: +50,000,000 Lux Points!]

[Make a woman walk with your cock inside her: +400,000 Lux Points!]

[Multiplier for Fucking a Manager in a Threesome: x 3!]

[Multiplier for Subjugating a 40-Year-Old Virgin in a Single Stroke: x 4!]

[Total Obtained: $678,000,000!]

Ethan burst into roaring laughter as he watched the astonishing total amount of money the System had awarded him scroll across his vision.

"Well," Ethan sighed, smiling, "that was one hell of a shopping trip."

[And I'll say! You're making smart choices now, Champion.]

Ethan then grew serious. "Will you give me points for sleeping with Lilly?"

[Besides being your childhood friend and the first woman you directly groped? Mmm, she has nothing particularly special. But if you take her somewhere fun, I might even give you bonuses, hehe! And if you include her mother, who was quite delicious, I'll give you even more prizes. And if you make her father—]

"Stop," Ethan interrupted, his voice firm. "I told you I won't do anything with them. That family helped me too much for me to be an ungrateful bastard."

[Well, your loss, Champion.] the System responded, sounding genuinely disappointed.

Ethan drove through the bustling streets, the immense Lux point notification fading from his vision. The sheer power of the reward—a staggering $678,000,000!—still echoed in his mind, fueling his confidence.

He pulled up to the familiar address of the pizzeria. He stopped the car and looked: the entire storefront was completely shut down. The steel security mesh was down, and all the windows had protective screens drawn. He checked his phone; it was 2:25 PM—what should have been peak lunch hour. There was absolutely no reason he could conceive for the restaurant to be closed at this time.

Ethan got out of the BMW. He walked slowly around the front, noting strange details: fresh graffiti scrawled crudely on the wall that read "GET OUT," threatening messages spray-painted over the old brick, and shards of broken glass scattered near the entrance. Something was horribly wrong.

He quickened his pace, rounding the corner and walking down the alley—the very alley where he had first encountered with Jason.

As he emerged into the back lot, he stopped dead.

Old Alfred was sitting stiffly on the tailgate of his pickup truck. Martha, his wife, was dabbing at his forehead, which was oozing blood. Beside them, Lilly stood, slightly covered in dust. Her blouse was torn just enough to reveal the lace of her bra and the soft curve of her beautiful, firm, though slightly small, breasts.

Ethan saw the blood, the tears, the damage, and his teeth clenched so hard he could feel the residual blood from his earlier fight surge in his mouth.

He took a step, his heavy, forceful footfall making a loud CRUNCH on the broken asphalt, startling all three of them.

Martha screamed, instinctively throwing herself in front of Alfred. "We'll pay! We'll pay, but leave my husband alone, please!"

Ethan felt his heart shatter into a thousand pieces at her panicked, desperate plea.

"It's me, Auntie," Ethan said, his voice dropping to a low, tight growl of pure protective rage. "It's me. Everything's alright. Tell me what happened."

Lilly let out a choked sob and ran toward Ethan, wrapping her arms and legs around him like a frantic koala. Ethan's immense fury softened instantly. He walked the few steps to the back of the pickup, leaning against the metal, placing Lilly gently on the tailgate. He stroked her hair and her back, whispering assurances into her ear: "It's okay. I'm here. Everything is going to be alright. I won't leave you alone."

He looked over Lilly's shoulder at Martha. His eyes were blazing with cold fury, demanding answers. Martha looked at her husband, whose eyes frantically signaled her to remain silent, but the strain of the situation broke her. Tears streamed down her face.

Martha recounted the nightmare. After Ethan had supposedly paid off their $150,000 debt, the gang members disappeared for a couple of days, but then they returned, more aggressive than before.

"They said the payment was invalid. That they never received the money you claimed to have paid. We argued, we told them you settled the debt, but they wouldn't listen. They've been coming every day, terrifying us."

She gestured toward the locked storefront. "The customers disappeared because they were standing right in front of the place, scaring everyone away. It got worse yesterday. They came and vandalized the paint and demanded the payment again. We don't have the money to pay them back!"

Her voice cracked as she delivered the final, terrifying piece of information. "Then they said they would come today, and if they didn't get the money, they would take Lilly."

Ethan's body instantly went rigid. Lilly felt the terrifying surge of his rage and clung to him tighter. "Don't be angry, Ethan," she pleaded softly into his neck. "I'm still here."

Ethan took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to tamp down the lethal intent that threatened to burst out of him.

Martha finished, her voice a ragged whisper. "They came today, and they tried to drag her away. Alfred intervened, and they hit him repeatedly, even with a baseball bat. They broke his forehead, but thank God... thank God they didn't take our daughter."

The last vestiges of Ethan's composure vanished. His desire to kill reached its absolute peak.

[Ooh, Champion! They injured your father-in-law and tried to kidnap your wife! What are you going to do?] the System chirped, mocking his relationship with the family.

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