Chapter 15: -Biggest Weakness, Milkers -
Seeing her seductive, top notch figure walk up to him.
At the same time being the highlight of the cafeteria.
He calmly paused in his action in slicing the beef and looked up at her.
Bam!
"I want you."
Slamming the table, her authoritative voice reached his ears while her impressive figure casted it's shadow over him.
Silence...
The whole place had settled in pitch silence but Max looked unconcerned.
Expressionlessly staring up at her, he voiced his answer in an w detached manner.
"No thanks"
His words were like the shattering of glasses in the brittle silence.
No one believed what they had just heard.
"What the fuck!"
"Shit, I'll be damned!"
"Who is that loser!"
"What an idiot"
"Bastard!"
Instantly, there were several loud curses, beckoning shouts of unbelievable surprise.
Up in Class 1 section, Cynthia's cold and aloof face cracked, choking down her laugh. She felt the utmost satisfaction at the sight of her sister being rejected for the first time.
While she had choked it down, Andrew who had been watching with cold interest. Noticed the victorious smile that had taken place on her face.
Not only did she look more beautiful in that moment, he also realized he had never made her smile like that.
...
While he thought his response had a huge amount of aura to it. Salvaging his ears with the various loud exclamations and curses. Max was unaware that he stepped on a lion's tail. Not like he would have cared.
...
Cinthya couldn't believe her ears...
For the first time, the actual first time. What she desired refused to be hers. She had thought all guys desired her body and would gladly jump up upon her command.
'Is he impotent.'
She thought, taking a moment to revise his words.
She was confident in her attractive figure, and even more so in her ability to tempt hearts with it.
'He must be impotent then.'
While she wanted to really believe this, she had seen his inquisitive eyes take in the sight of her body.
But why would such a simple looking boy with nothing outstanding about him reject her.
'He really looks like a loser but the temperament around him... is different?'
'A confident loser?'
Her mind thought in confusion.
'Lame haircut, glasses, trying to hide from the highlights, alone... Ah, yes, wretched eyes. Lusting after things they know they can't have.'
Instantly she pinpointed the difference between Max and her other preys. Spiking another serious thought within her that left her speechless.
'Wait, does that mean he thinks he can have me if he wants?' As her thoughts drifted, she suddenly came to realize.
"Oh really?"
There was a tinge of mixed interest and curiosity in her voice, causing Max to pause and glance back at her face with his own thoughts in mind.
'Wait, is she crazy?'
He had expected her to be vexed, angry and even more embarrassed.
But she showed none of that after recovering from her shock and instead showed more interest.
Ignoring the sneers...
"Julius, go bring my meal over here."
She commanded the quaking youth who had been with her.
'Like seriously, is this what she wants to turn me into?'
Though he really wanted to shake his head as the boy went ahead, towards the counter upon her command.
That was not in tune with the character he wanted to play at all.
'Mr Mystery' the advanced special ability the system claimed it had bestowed upon him. He really wanted to see how it worked which was another reason that enforced his decision to come to the cafeteria other than marking out preys.
So he neither shook his head and merely maintained silence, resuming to eat while being the highlight.
Suddenly to the spectators who watched from their tables, it seemed like they were watching a film.
"So what is your name princess?"
Taking the seat opposite him, she questioned, her face engulfed with interest like she had found a strange discovery. In other words, a new plaything.
"..."
'What the fuck did you call me bitch!'
As he held back these thoughts, he momentarily paused at her words. Without looking at her and continued slicing it.
"Dude, she gave him another chance yet the bastard totally ignores her."
"What a pathetic loser? What sort of pride is needed here."
"Like, he should just agree already... fucking her is like fucking the school's top beauty. What other prize could there be for his useless pride."
Silence...
Suddenly, the highlight was turned, shifted.
The last voice was bold, loud even more so for it to be instantly distinguished and located.
Another big shot had arrived...
Brooks, Andrew's own rival and the second most prominent male youths among the second year had arrived.
A solo arrogant scion from Class 1. An A ranked student with a threatening build and skills to boost. His family lineage extended from that of fighters. Owning a company similar to UFC.
It was also known that he was strongly chasing after Cinthya despite her countless rejection.
But to his words, neither Max or Cinthya glanced back.
Instead the rejected girl placed her arm on the table and squeezed her chest to it. Revealing a good view of her cleavage.
"You heard that right?"
'Damn, ain't going to refuse the view though.'
As he caught the quaking tremor of her large contained breasts. Not only did her words breeze through his ears like nothing, he halted the movement of his hands. And stared keenly at her breasts without feigning anything.
Other than its size, he could feel it, he could hear, and even his heart desired it. The subtleness was surreal. He could imagine how soft it was. How good it would feel to touch.
Such breasts, he had only seen it online in his previous life.
But now... he was truly tempted. Boobs was his biggest weakness.
Shortly after a while, he took his eyes off her breasts.
Cinthya meanwhile was taken aback and took a while to recover.
"You like them don't you."
'Yes mummy! Serve me those prime mommy milkers.' He really wanted to say these and fold those tits, suffocating his face between. But the rational part of him, trained through the past year, had hardened his will much more than that.
He neither paused at her words, but merely chewed on the last piece of steak before raising up.
"Bye." He muttered as he stood up.
The second word he had spoken. Before turning to leave.
There was silence, all eyes on him as he took his leave.
A moment after he left the now clamoring cafeteria though... He finally exhaled.
Ding!