《Ancestry: The 1/64 Orc, The Quest and The Status Screen.》


 Chapter 1

    It was still early in the morning. As my fading consciousness came back by the sounds of my alarm, which was sending an annoying cock-a-doodle-do sound straight into my ear. Still shutting my eyes tight, I reluctantly shoved my handfrom the warm blanket and slammed the snooze icon.


    5 more minutes.I thought as Islid my arm back. I was asleep at the moment but not for long. The alarm once again rang and once again I hit the snooze.5 more minutes.This happenedfor the third, fourth, and few more times until someone had to make my very firstconversation of the day with me.


    "Taiga!! How long are yougoing to sleep?! Get up! Now!" Or more likely a shout. I didn''t know what my mom thought, but I was still on my holiday and I didn''t have any reason to get up this early, and she supposedly should know that. Then again, why was I set my alarm at this hour?


    Whatever my reason was, my mother shrill voice was something I didn''t want to mess up with. I slowly opened my eyes, staring as solid morning light shimmered against thewooden brown ceiling in 144p, it seemed I had forgotten to draw the curtains closed last night. With a wide yawn, I rubbed my half opened eyes and gradually, the blurry 144p world changed to high definition 4k.


    "What the hell?" I muttered in shock as the first thing that I clearly saw wasseveral floating blue screens.


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Kamiya Taiga</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Level 1</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Exp: 0</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Mixblood.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="3">98.44% Human 1.56% Orc</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="3">Class: --</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Class Point: 1</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Alignment: --</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="3">Faction Point: 0</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Max Health</td>


    <td>36</td>


    <td colspan="2">Current Health</td>


    <td>36</td>


    <td colspan="2">Health Regen per hour</td>


    <td>2.7</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Max Mana</td>


    <td>30</td>


    <td colspan="2">Current Mana</td>


    <td>30</td>


    <td colspan="2">Mana Regen per hour</td>


    <td>18</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Max Stamina</td>


    <td>40</td>


    <td colspan="2">Current Stamina</td>


    <td>40</td>


    <td colspan="2">Stamina Regen perminute</td>


    <td>3.6</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="8">Status</td>


    <td>3 Point</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Strength</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Vitality</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Endurance</td>


    <td>5</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Dexterity</td>


    <td>5</td>


    <td colspan="2">Agility</td>


    <td>3</td>


    <td colspan="2">Awareness</td>


    <td>5</td>


    </tr>


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    <td colspan="2">Intelligence</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Wisdom</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Memory</td>


    <td>4</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Presence</td>


    <td>2</td>


    <td colspan="2">Spirit</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Luck</td>


    <td>6</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Ability</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">1 Point</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Skill</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">-</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">-</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Spell</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">-</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">-</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Passive</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">-</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">-</td>


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    </tbody>


    </table>


    I stared at the floating screens about a foot in front of me. Health? Class? Status? Ability? No matter how I looked at them, those transparent blue screens were something that came out straight from video games. Yes, those were status screens or more likely MY status screen. Though the two questions that I had on my mind wereHow is this possible and why can I see one?


    Maybe last night alienhad come to Earth and they had given human this power so that we could live among them? Or maybe DemonLordand his army were invading Earth and God was giving human this power to repel them? Or this was the natural phenomena that were happening in the whole world? How about I''d just gone crazy after spending too much time playingvideo games?


    Setting the reason aside, there wasone big problem that made me frowned. What did it mean by Mixblood? So my ancestor was an ORC? Wait... Did this mean Orc WAS exist?! What about Elf? or Dwarf? Yeti? Santa Claus?!


    I wanted to explore more about those screens while laying in my bed and cowering under my blanket, but my mother''s shrill shout once again echoed throughout the house. With a groan, I had to gather my will just to come out of the bed. I slinked out from under the sheets and slowly changed my position to sitting up. The screens were also moving up, faithfully following my line of sight no matter where I looked.


    Stretching my body and letting out another yawn, I actually amazed by the fact that I was pretty calm even though I was staring at the floating blue screens, which should be impossible to exist. If Ihad to guess, itprobably because of all the LitRPG books and Light novels that I ever read. Then again, I didn''t feel any enjoyment or excitement either. It seemed those books had made me somewhat invulnerable to this kind of experience.


    Speaking of the novels that I had read, almost all of the protagonist always touched the blue screen without any hesitation, and so did I. Wriggling my index finger, I tried to touch one of those floating blue screens, but much to my surprise, touchingit didn''t feel like touching a screen on a tablet or a smartphone. My finger was penetrating through the screen and the screen rippled as I did that, it was like touching the surface of a clear pond.


    Along with that, my lips curled down inannoyment as I realized mystatus pointhad dropped by one point and my strength, the place where my finger penetrated, had raised to 5. The other changes that I noticed were my Health and Stamina rose by 1 point. It seemed whatever system the status screen used, it didn''t question whether or not the thing that I did was intentional or not.


    Even with that in mind, I still moved my finger and carelessly touched other words. The floating blue screen rippled and shifted to a new empty screen when I touchedSkill,Spell, andPassive.While nothing happened when I touchedStatus,Ability,Health,Stamina,andThe empty slot next to Skill, Spell, and Passive bar.Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    When I touchedClass Point. The screenonce again shifted to the same blue pane, but this time there were two things written on it:


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    <td style="text-align: center">Class</td>


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    <td>The amount of time you have spent on reading Wikipedia and Trivia fact on the internet has granted you a new class: Internet Exscholar.</td>


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    <td>The amount of time you have spent on your phone and how your phone is spiritually important to you has granted you a new class: Phone Shaman.</td>


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    I scowled when I read the unnecessary explanation. What the hell was those class? Both of them sounded useless and very uncool. And I would say the system judgement wasa bigutter bullshit. Seriously? I only had TWO options? Even though I was sure I had spent enough time reading books and playing games to at least receive... maybe Librarian and Gamer? What about the time I had spent at baseball club? Was the system didn''t count that? ... Okay, the last one only lasted for six months before I quit the club, but still, I lived for 15 years and only had those two options?


    On the other hand, if I took a look at a bright side I guessed I didn''t need to stress myself out about choosing my class. I always spent too much time when picking a new class whenever I started playing new RPG games, this included gathering the fact, calculating the stats, building the skill simulator. But since I only had two class and both of them didn''t give any type of information, I''d just shrugged my shoulder and without thinking too much, I took my phone andnonchalantly ran the coin flip simulator. Head for Internet Exscholar, Tail for Phone Shaman.


    "Oh.." Igritted my teeth in grimace and disappointment as I saw the result, then again, the other one wasn''t a better choice either. With a sigh, I moved my finger and picked my class. As I did that, the Class Point dropped to 0 and a new screen appeared in front of my face.


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    <td style="text-align: center">Congratulations! You have received a new class Phone Shaman Level 1! You have received +1 Wisdom, +2 Presence and +2 Spirit! You have learned the following abilities:</td>


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    <td>Passive Ability:</td>


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    <td>Totemphone Lvl 1: Channel your energy into your phone and turns it into Totem. You can see spirit through your phone camera. You can make a contract and store spirit in your Totemphone. You can communicate and see yourcontracted spirit without using your Totemphone. Maximum: 2 Spirits.</td>


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    <td>Spell:</td>


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    <td>Phonetergeist: Order the spirit in your Totemphone to move your Totemphone or use the phone feature, as per usual. Max Distance: 10 + Presence meter. Cost: 1 Mana for each minute.</td>


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    I didn''texpect much from a class named Phone Shaman but the reality was a total disappointment. The ability to make my phone moved around was cool, the only problem was; my phone had cost me 112,800 Yen. There was no way I would willingly makesomething this expensive to float around.


    As for the other Ability, Totemphone, basically this ability had turned my phone into a ghost radar. Which, in a sense was a pretty neat ability... or I was just trying to be optimistic about my class potential.


    Either way, this was a good time to check whether or not I had gone crazy. I opened the camera and shifted my phone to scan the whole room.


    And even when I had scanned every part of my rooms, from the corner of my room to underneath my desk, I hadn''t seen anything unusual... except for one place.


    I switched into the front camera and immediately threw my phone away with a pale face. Just how would I describe the thing that I saw on my phone screen? A bright white shining semi-transparent puppy with thin fur was clinging at my head, and even though I only saw the puppy from an instant, I could count its ribs. The other one was a pearly white pale headless human which sported leather samurai armour. He almost devoid of skin and a fine meshwork of red threads dripping down from his neck. Even though I''d only seen him for an instant, it was enough to fill my nostrils with the smell of rotting meat.


    And the last one... the thing that really concerned me and made me threw my phone. With a gulp, I slowly took my phone and once again staring at the screen while completely ignoring the two ghostly apparitions behind me. "What the fuck?"


    I could see my own reflection on my phone screen. I wouldn''t say I was the most handsome or the coolest boy.I was told by my friend that I looked like someone who had chosen all the basic options in the character creation screen. I had wavy unkempt black hair, dark grey eyes, medium build and height, and somehow... I now had slightly pointy ears and two freaking TUSKS protruding out from my lower mouth, just long enough to reach my upper lip.


    I didn''t have the time to process what was going on with my own face, but my mother had already slammed open the door."Taiga! Are you up yet?" Reflexively, I snuck back underneath my blanket, trying to hide my face away as if I was trying to hide my porn magazine or was hiding while I was masturbating.


    "Why are you still in your bed?!" She screeched. "You are going to be late, you know?"


    Late for what?At first, I thought mom was the one who still half asleep. I''d just started my long vacation and I didn''t have an appointment or plan for today.I closed my eyes and thought about the meaning of her word for a moment when suddenly, my eyes flew wide as I figured out the meaning of her words. "Crap!!! The entrance exam!"


    Today was the day of my high school entrance exam. And even though last night I had prepared myself bytaking an early bed and setting my alarm in the early morning, I''d completely forgotten about the exam because of those freaking screens. Then again, I was sure I would still forget about it even when I awoke without those screens.


    With a jolt, I threw the blanket and ran straight to the bathroom. I didn''t know what kind of face mom had made when she saw my face and those floating screens (yes I still hadn''t closed those screen.) butmy brain was in a complete overload andI didn''t have enough time to see her reaction.


    My feet keep going forwards, quickening the paceof my feet and with a loud slam, I entered the bathroom. I turned the tap and felt the cold water brushing against my the skin of my face as I washed them, nothing I could do about that though since it was winter.


    With a deep sigh,I grabbed my toothbrush.How do I brush my tusks?I gritted my teeth as I seriously thought about this for a moment but decided to just learn it on the process.


    I raised my head and habitually stared into the mirror. My eyes were fixed in the mirror and I tilted my head to the side. The transparent blue screens were, of course, stillfloating in front of my face but my tusks and pointy ears had gone from my face, I would assume this as a good sign.

 Chapter 2

    I ran, feet kissing the ground. Perhaps seventeen seconds ago I would have balked at the idea of running so fast with a slice of toast on my mouth. Now I relished the prospect. My feet were made to travel at speed and as light as the paws of a cheetah, my mouth was made to bite the toast with power as strong as the jaw of a lion. My breathing was steady, the toast was perfectly balanced on my mouth. The only thing that I could say was: I was born to run with a slice of toast on my mouth. If I had known better, I would try doing this since long ago.


    Anyway, my story so far: I''d received a strange power. I''d found out that I wasn''t exactly a human. I was late. I was in a hurry. I was running while eating a toast. No matter how I looked at my situation, the second I ran pass a turn I 100% would bump into some pretty girl around my age.


    I knew I was almost late for the train but it would be dangerous (for my toast) if I or someone crashed into me if I ran at this speed so I slowed my pace.


    "...."


    Surprisingly, I crossed the first turn without even bumping into anyone. Which was good, but considering I had already eaten half of my bread, I would say my chance to bump into a pretty girl would be gone after two or maybe three more corners.


    I ran past the second turn, which was a four-way path and I still hadn''t crashed into any pretty girl... well, the second I walked past the second turn a girl suddenly appeared and crashed to a boy from the other side. "Tsk." I clicked my tongue in annoyment to that lucky bastard. "Even though he doesn''t have a toast in his mouth." I protested while kept running at the same pace.


    Maybe on the third turn? I thought with much hope. From the calculation of my munching speed, I was sure that I would completely eat my bread after this turn, and considering there was a saying about the third time was the charm so this must be it.


    "..."


    Much to my surprise, I had eaten all of my toast and peacefully ran past the third turn, and the fourth, and the fifth. Before I knew it, I had arrived at the train station without even bumping into a single girl.


    "Tsk." Even though the station in the morning was a seething mass of humanity. Everyone from every walk of life was shoulder to shoulder, in each other''s faces, no personal space, no exceptions.  Yet, I managed to slide past without bumping toward anyone. Yes, that was a good thing and I could arrive five minutes earlier before the train came, but I still clicked my tongue in disappointment. I just felt like I''d missed once in a lifetime opportunity.


    Nevertheless, while waiting for the train I took out my phone and was planning to play some social RPG, but a weird thought suddenly crossed my mind. Rather than opening a game, I curiously opened the front camera. To the others I might look like someone who wanted to take a selfie with a ghostly dog and a headless samurai, however, unknown to them, those two spirits were real.


    So looking at my own face through the phone screen isn''t going to make my tusk appear huh? Then what is the catalyst? I thought that as the scrawny ghostly dog was now happily floating around my head, while the freaking samurai spirit was circling his arm around me and casually made a V sign with his other hand as if we were going to take a selfie.


    "...." Speaking of those two spirits, I wondered why they kept following me. As far as I knew, my family had never for once keeping a pet, especially a dog, considering one of my sisters was allergic to them. For the samurai spirit, I was more impressed by the fact that he could follow me and casually make a V sign as if I was going to take a picture with him, even though he didn''t have eyes and ears. Maybe they were my guardian spirit or something like that?


    While I was wondering about how I could make a contract and communicate with those two spirits, I suddenly had another weird urge. I shifted to the front camera and immediately closed my phone with a face as pale as a moon. I wouldn''t talk about what I''d just seen but I''d made a mental note to my future self about opening a camera that could capture a spirit in front of train track wasn''t the brightest idea.


    With a trembling body, I opened my status screen and tried to keep the horror image away from my memory.  Ah, by the way, I had tried everything from saying "open screen," touching the top right corner, thinking about closing it and every other method I''d ever read from the litRPG novels. The only way to open or close those screens was by closing my eyes for about three seconds and thinking about the particular screen. And yes, they were invisible as my mother didn''t mention anything about the screen, she said something about my tusk though but she decided to just drop the topics.


    Anyway, I stared at my status screen. I still had two unspent status point and one unspent ability point. With the consideration of going to the exam, I guessed the only answer was to rise my intellect to six? But memory seemed useful too. Of course, I could spend a whole night thinking about how I should distribute my point but for now, I''d made an assumption that Intellect would affect my problem-solving capability while memory affected my memory-capability. Anyway, without thinking too much I''d just distributed my last two points to both.This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="8">Status</td>


    <td>0 Point</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Strength</td>


    <td>5</td>


    <td colspan="2">Vitality</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Endurance</td>


    <td>5</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Dexterity</td>


    <td>5</td>


    <td colspan="2">Agility</td>


    <td>3</td>


    <td colspan="2">Awareness</td>


    <td>5</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Intelligence</td>


    <td>5</td>


    <td colspan="2">Wisdom</td>


    <td>5</td>


    <td colspan="2">Memory</td>


    <td>5</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Presence</td>


    <td>4</td>


    <td colspan="2">Spirit</td>


    <td>6</td>


    <td colspan="2">Luck</td>


    <td>6</td>


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    </tbody>


    </table>


    Opening my other screen which I called as Information Screen, I''d noticed several changes. By the time I received the Phone Shaman class, my Mana had increased by 7 and became 37, and considering most of the mainstream games, the increase definitely came from the increase of my Wisdom. Anyway, my Mana had now further increased to 38, while my Mana Regeneration had increased to 26. I guessed it was a big mistake to increase the stats at the same time, but I had already done it and there was nothing I could do.


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Kamiya Taiga</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Level 1</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Exp: 0</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Mixblood. </td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="3">98.44% Human 1.56% Orc</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="3">Class: Phone Shaman 1.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="2">Class Point: 0</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Alignment: --</td>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="3">Faction Point: 0</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Max Health</td>


    <td>37</td>


    <td colspan="2">Current Health </td>


    <td>36</td>


    <td colspan="2">Health Regen per hour</td>


    <td>2.7</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Max Mana</td>


    <td>38</td>


    <td colspan="2">Current Mana</td>


    <td>30</td>


    <td colspan="2">Mana Regen per hour</td>


    <td>16</td>


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    <td colspan="2">Max Stamina</td>


    <td>41</td>


    <td colspan="2">Current Stamina</td>


    <td>35</td>


    <td colspan="2">Stamina Regen per minute</td>


    <td>3.6</td>


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    Another thing that I noticed was that my Current Health and Mana didn''t increase like my Max Health and Mana. Normally (in the video game) when a character leveled up or increased their stats their current Health and Mana would get some kind of an increase. For now, I would just assume the only way to increase my Current Health/Mana/Stamina was by patiently waiting for the Regeneration.


    Speaking of which, since I had opened the information screen, I suddenly remembered I hadn''t explored everything from the Information Screen. While remembering where I left off, I moved my finger and touched the Alignment bar.


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="5">Alignment.</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="5">Please choose your alignment. Your alignment will decide the kind of quest you can receive, along with the items and abilities you can access from the Faction Store. You can change your Alignment any time you want at the cost of 100,000 Faction point.</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Good</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Evil</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Neutral</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Chaotic</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Lawful</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Receive +5 Experience and Faction Point whenever you do a good deed. Receive -1 Experience and Faction Point whenever you do an evil deed.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Receive +5 Experience and Faction Point whenever you do an evil deed. Receive -1 Experience and Faction Point whenever you do a good deed.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Receive +1 Experience and Faction Point regardless of your action.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Receive +5 Experience and Faction Point whenever you break the Law. Receive -1 Experience and Faction Point whenever you obey the Law.</td>


    <td style="text-align: center">Receive +5 Experience and Faction Point whenever you obey the Law. Receive -1 Experience and Faction Point whenever you break the law.</td>


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    My lips curled into a smile as I read those. Of course, there was nothing smiled worthy from those options but at the very least I had some vaguest idea about my Alignment selection, and that was good enough. If I was playing a video game, becoming Evil and Chaotic character would be my choice, as doing evil deeds and breaking the laws was the easiest way. But in the real world, doing evil deeds or breaking the laws would mean ending up in white strip black uniform. As for doing good or following the law, I wouldn''t mind but it would be suck if I had to keep pretending to be a good and obedient person. And through the selection process, it seemed my only choice was Neutral.


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    <td style="text-align: center">Congratulations! Your alignment is now Neutral. You can now receive all quest without any bonus.</td>


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    Bonus? At first, I thought the +5 on the other and +1 on the neutral was the bonus, but it seemed that wasn''t the case. Urgh... I felt like I''d just got scammed really hard. If I had known about the bonus, I would''ve picked another Alignment.


    By the way, maybe it was because of my expression kept changing without any reason, or maybe because my finger was dancing around at the air, but I could feel the middle-aged man next to me was staring at me with weirded expression, while the businesswoman behind me was definitely looking at me with sympathetic gaze. For the sake of my social life, I decided to end my activity and closed the screens.


    Maybe it would be better for me to not open the screen at a public place. As I thought that, the train had arrived and I got pushed by the sea of people into the train.

 Chapter 3

    In the train, I was trapped in the endless sea of people. There was noise everywhere. I heard someone''s cell phone ringing, two people fighting angrily over one of them pushing the other. On top of that, I got squeezed between two men, one of them had a humungous beer belly, the other one had sweaty back, I could smell an old man odour from him. To make matter worse, I felt something weird was sticking out from my lower mouth to my upper lips, which if I had to guess, was my tusks.


    Why now? I had to force my hand to squeeze through those two men and cover my mouth. I''d been wondering about the cause of my tusk protruding out, but now, I more or less had found the answer. I only felt nothing but anger and annoyed.. Like 10% anger and 90% annoyed. Back on my house, I did get annoyed by my mom''s shrill voice and the sound of my alarm, so I guessed my feeling was the impetus?


    While I was thinking that, I''d started noticing that no one was paying their attention to me, at least those two men that had nonchalantly squeezed me didn''t even bother to bat an eye toward me. Which was good as I could peacefully hide my tusks and hoped they would shrink down. But my naive thinking immediately sunk down as, without any real reason, I suddenly received my first quest.


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    <td style="text-align: center">Stop 5 molesters. Reward: 100 Experience Point. 100 Faction Point.</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Accept / Decline.</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Molest 5 people. Reward: 100 Experience Point. 100 Faction Point.</td>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Accept / Decline.</td>


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    What kind of quest is this?! My eyes twitched as I read them. I didn''t know what I had expected but maybe something, like killing a slime or even gathering some herb would be 100% more appropriate (and a lot more cooler) for a first quest.


    Speaking of which, even though it might seem strange, I saw the quest screens rather than directly received them. The ''stopping molester'' quest was floating right at the back of a thin college student on my left while ''becoming molester'' quest was located near the plumptious ass of a businesswoman on my right.


    And even though I was having a hard time to move around, my gamer spirit was still screaming ''take the freaking quest.'' But which one? I actually had been thinking about taking the second one as it was easier to molest someone, and since the quest didn''t particularly tell me to molest a girl but someone, I could''ve just molested those two men that were squeezing me and still did progress. However, I immediately threw that thought away. First, I didn''t want to get accused of molesting two older men. Second, I didn''t have the know... No, I did have the knowledge that I''d gathered from watching a few molesting porn so, more or less I knew what I should do, maybe... Anyway, I didn''t have the guts to do that.


    With a resolution far higher than my resolution to go to my high school entrance exam, I pushed and shoved my way just for the sake of touching ''accept'' from ''stop 5 molesters'' quest.


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Quest List</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Stop the molester (0/5.) Reward: 100 Experience Point. 100 Faction Point. (Forfeit)</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    A new screen appeared right in front of my face and I was sure this meant I had received the quest. At the same time, the other quest disappeared from the businesswoman''s ass.


    Now how the hell I could move and find the molester?


    I might be exaggerating my current predicament, but I had to spend ONE stamina point for squeezing my arm from those two and accepting the quest. With only 40 Stamina left, I personally thought I wouldn''t be able to catch all the molesters. Yeah... this was something beyond any man limit.


    Then again... I had something that not exactly a man, right?


    Once again I forced my hand back to my pants pocket and... Fuck. I thought as I found my hand got trapped in a very uncomfortable position. I didn''t need to see it, but I was sure if I moved my hand it absolutely would graze the beer belly man''s crotch... but for the sake of my quest, I still did that nonchalantly.


    My hand felt a weird and yet familiar sensation. It was something squishy and yet still had enough hardness on them. I heard him did a little moan as my hand finally managed to take my phone from my pocket. I felt his belly twitched as I pulled my hand in a single fluid movement, but after that whole ordeal, I finally managed to set my hand free.


    I opened my front camera and found the puppy was still sitting on top of my head while holding his head high with a loyal expression. As for the headless samurai, his body was half-fusioned with the plumptious businesswoman as if she was trying to swallow him.


    Either way, I was thinking about how to make a contract with them. Maybe a blood pact? an oath? a written contract? There were many possibilities but for now, I just tried the basic options: Asking directly. "So... do you guys want to become my totem spirit?" I whispered quietly.


    "Woof!" The puppy barked happily. By the way, the source of its bark was coming from my phone speaker.


    The samurai proudly drew his katana and held it high at the air... I guessed he was trying to do a pose of some sort? It was hard to tell though since the way I saw it, it almost looked like he was stabbing through the businesswoman. Anyway, as soon as they did that, two screens appeared in front of me.


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    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">The dog spirit is looking at you as if it wants to be your Totem spirit.</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Accept / Decline.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">The headless samurai ghost wants to become your Totem spirit. </td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Accept / Decline.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    I tilted my head as I stared at those two floating blue screens. Why the wording is different? But I just shrugged that unimportant question away and once again forced my hand to move just to click the accept bar.Stolen novel; please report.


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Gotcha! Dog spirit was caught! Would you like to give a nickname to Dog spirit?</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Yes / No.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    <table>


    <tbody>


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    <td style="text-align: center">You have made a contract with the headless samurai ghost! Would you like to give a nickname to him?</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Yes / No.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    What is the deal with the different wording? Once again such thought crossed my mind but I just shrugged my shoulder along with the thought as there were several more important things that I had to do right now.


    First of all, their nickname. Calling them Dog Spirit and Headless Samurai Ghost would be inefficient and very mouthful. If this was a game, I wouldn''t mind by going with the name Pussyslayer69 or something like that. But they were a ''living'' being and my consciousness wouldn''t let me give that name away.


    Anyway, other than his ghostly white fur and thin body, the puppy didn''t have any other distinctive feature. I wanted to name him Shiro but that just sounded lazy...  well, since he was a dog and a spirit, I guessed the only appropriate name was...


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    <tbody>


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    <td style="text-align: center">Wraitheon''s status has been added to your list of spirit totem.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="9">Status</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Strength</td>


    <td>10</td>


    <td colspan="2">Vitality</td>


    <td>--</td>


    <td colspan="2">Endurance</td>


    <td>--</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Dexterity</td>


    <td>8</td>


    <td colspan="2">Agility</td>


    <td>9</td>


    <td colspan="2">Awareness</td>


    <td>17</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Intelligence</td>


    <td>2</td>


    <td colspan="2">Wisdom</td>


    <td>12</td>


    <td colspan="2">Memory</td>


    <td>5</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Presence</td>


    <td>6</td>


    <td colspan="2">Spirit</td>


    <td>6</td>


    <td colspan="2">Luck</td>


    <td>--</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    Oh? I only thought the name of Wraitheon and the system already named him? Anyway, Wraitheon''s status screen was a little bit different than mine, not like that matter much, but there was one big thing that bothered me from his screen. Like, what the fuck?? Wraitheon''s Strength was twice than mine?! Was this mean my stats were far below average?!


    After knowing the fact that my Strength or actually, most of my stats were only half of a puppy that only had bones covered in thin fur, I could only sigh with a slouched shoulder. I didn''t know how I should feel, but I had lost my will to pick the headless samurai name. Though, not giving him a name wasn''t an option either. Anyway, since he was a samurai I guessed I would name him...


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Sam''s status has been added to your list of spirit totem.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center" colspan="9">Status</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Strength</td>


    <td>17</td>


    <td colspan="2">Vitality</td>


    <td>--</td>


    <td colspan="2">Endurance</td>


    <td>--</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Dexterity</td>


    <td>13</td>


    <td colspan="2">Agility</td>


    <td>8</td>


    <td colspan="2">Awareness</td>


    <td>3</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Intelligence</td>


    <td>9</td>


    <td colspan="2">Wisdom</td>


    <td>10</td>


    <td colspan="2">Memory</td>


    <td>11</td>


    </tr>


    <tr>


    <td colspan="2">Presence</td>


    <td>12</td>


    <td colspan="2">Spirit</td>


    <td>19</td>


    <td colspan="2">Luck</td>


    <td>--</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    Sam''s Awareness was only 3? Well, he didn''t have a head so I guessed that was... normal? But how the heck a headless ghost still had a higher Intelligence and Memory than me?! Nevertheless, I''d just ignored small things like that and started to focus on my quest.


    No matter how I looked at those two, Wraitheon was a better choice for finding the molesters since he... had eyes, ears, nose and the most important part, a head.


    My eyes rolled upward and now I could directly see a thin dog sitting above my head. "Okay... Wraitheon, can you go find five molesters?" I quietly whispered, though, the college student suddenly turned around and stared at me with weirded expression.


    "Woof!!" I could hear Wraitheon''s bark directly from my head. He jumped... or should I say floated away from my head to the other''s and five seconds later, he already barked from the southern part of this carriage.


    I scowled. I knew it was only five seconds walking time from my current position to Wraitheon, but...


    The crowd was massive but... from among those crowd, there was a poor young girl getting molested. Yes. This was my chance. The flag had been raised.


    Clenching my fist, I marched forward. I got elbowed. I got yelled and scorned. Someone sweat was falling directly into my body. But after going through that ordeal, I finally arrived.... only to find Wraitheon was sitting at the head of some random and very normal plain looking man. He just... didn''t give any kind of molester vibe.


    "....." With ragged breath, I silently stared at Wraitheon. Now that I thought about this... how could a dog know the word molester?


    I waved my hand for a little bit, beckoning him to come and was going to show him one of my hidden files.


    Though, much to my surprise, Sam suddenly waved his hand right in front of my face. He thumped his chest as if he was saying ''leave it to me'' and started going off on his own. Around four seconds later, I saw a Katana sticking out from the middle of the passenger, near the entrance door.


    I didn''t expect much from him but I still followed him. With a slouched shoulder, I marched forward and after once again going through the same ordeal, I finally arrived.... only to find a molester...no, two molesters.


    Their victim, if I had to guess, was a middle schooler just like me. She was a pale-skinned small and thin girl with long, straight black hair styled in a hime cut that she kept untied. With black eyes and light pink lips combined with her black seifuku uniform with some parts colored white and red, I had to say she looked like one of those actresses from the Adult Video.


    Speaking of AV, she got squeezed between those two men. One of them was rubbing her bottom with perverted look while the other one nonchalantly squeezing her bosom while sniffing at her. The girl was biting at her lower lips with teary eyes.


    "Er..." I hesitated for a bit. Okay, that was fortunate (or unfortunate) that I found two at the same time, but the problem was... how the hell I could stop them? Should I just grab their arm and tell them to move away?  wait... now that I thought about this, I only needed to stop them, right?


    "Urgh..." I groaned. I did have an idea that could stop all of the other molesters. But as I thought about that Idea, I felt my stomach knotted and churned as if I''d had half a bite of one of my sister cooking. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I took another one, but this time I inhaled deeply and with one single decisive breath, I shouted. "MOLES-" Fuck, I bit my own tongue. I hadn''t been able to finish my words and now everyone was looking at me as if I was a weirdo of some sort. The two molesters that had been molesting that girl was now moving away from her with unsatisfied expression, staring at me with hatred. The girl herself was now staring at me. As our eyes met, I received a notification.


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Congratulations! You have stopped 5/5 molesters! Received 100 Exp and 100 Faction Point.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    <table>


    <tbody>


    <tr>


    <td style="text-align: center">Congratulations! Your level is now 2! You have received 3 Status point, 1 Ability point and 1 Class point.</td>


    </tr>


    </tbody>


    </table>


    If I ignored the fact that I''d just died a little bit... socially. I guessed the result was pretty... satisfying?