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DxD: 08
🕑 Added 2025-06-26 23:16:56 +0000 UTC08: 669
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[Wrong! The package will optimize your body and raise all your stats to a fixed value of 2. But it has a side effect: increasing your height to 6 feet and giving you a six-pack. As for the nine part, it means your ding dong will become 9 inches.]
"Side effect? Nine inches? If all the side effects are this 'bad,' I want more of them!" Yusuke said, pleasantly surprised. Nine figures are good, but nine inches are good too! With the system's help, he might actually get nine figures in the future, but money sure wouldn't give him that big dong!
Tho, if he were allowed to choose, he'd still pick the nine figures. He was already well-endowed, above average, didn't need any more than that. With that much money, he could invest and make even more, plus hire a group of professional security guards to keep crazy chicks like Murayama away.
[Would you like to use the gift package right now?]
"Yes… No! Wait!" Yusuke hesitated just as he was about to agree, then suddenly remembered something. "Can you check if there are any cameras around?"
When Murayama kidnapped him on the first day, she confessed to having planted multiple cameras everywhere to spy on him.
[Yes!]
"Really? You're actually not as useless as I thought. What a surprise!" Yusuke said with a smirk. He was a vindictive person, and this cynical system had been throwing low, sarcastic jabs at him since earlier. "Can you tell how many cameras there are?"
[Scanning environment… After scanning a 500-meter radius, 69 cameras were detected. All of them are high-definition and equipped with microphones.]
'...That bitch is fucking crazy! And what's with that specific number? How the hell do 69 cameras even fit in this tiny apartment!?' Yusuke's cheek twitched. He originally thought maybe she'd put a camera in just a few spots at most, didn't expect her to cram that many everywhere!
How long had it been since they met? Not even a freaking week, and that bitch already snuck into his place to install 69 fucking cameras!!!
[51 are installed inside this apartment, 10 outside to track your movements outdoors, and 8 hidden in nearby spots to spy on you from outside your home.]
'...Are there any trackers installed as well?' Yusuke asked, no longer surprised by this crazy bitch's absurdness.
[Yes, there are two, one hidden in your school bag and the other inside your phone.]
'Only two? That's too few... Maybe she didn't have enough time to plant more,' Yusuke thought, then quickly asked, 'Can you get rid of them?'
[Yes! Would you like me to eliminate all spying devices in your living space?]
'No, wait,' Yusuke stopped the system. He stood up and said, 'Distribute the novice package first. Once that's done, then proceed to get rid of the cameras and trackers.'
[Affirmative!]
As soon as the system's voice faded, Yusuke felt a warmth spread through his body. Steam started to rise from his skin. His height increased, his skinny frame bulked up slightly, and, yes, his ding dong grew larger. He stared at the changes in the mirror with wide eyes. His clothes, especially around his lower half, had become extremely tight.
After about half a minute, the changes stopped. Yusuke didn't stare at the mirror for long before suddenly letting out a pained cry, "Agh!" He collapsed onto the bed and lost consciousness.
[Eliminating the spying devices started... Task successfully accomplished!]
...
In a traditional Japanese house, Murayama's room.
It was early morning, but the lights stayed on and the windows remained tightly shut. The walls and ceiling were covered with countless pictures, all of Yusuke.
All the images were taken without him knowing. Some showed him taking a bath, going to the bathroom, eating, watching TV, playing games, even walking on the street or at school. All these pictures were storing his daily routine.
In addition to this, there were eight large screens, two on each side of the room. Murayama was putting on makeup while watching Yusuke sleep. She only slept three hours a day and spent the rest spying on him. Dark circles shadowed her eyes, and she used makeup to cover them up.
She didn't want Yusuke to see her ugly side.
She spent hours watching Yusuke's peaceful sleeping face. After a while, he suddenly woke up and started saying a bunch of nonsense about being a human stick. She thought maybe he had a nightmare, but even so, she gritted her teeth with hatred.
Who is this sinful bastard to dare hurt her Yu-kun? Even if it was just in his dreams!
She wanted to dive into his dream, slice the culprit into pieces, grind their bones, and scatter them across the lands so everyone could step on them!
Murayama took out an energy bar, munching on it as she watched him sit silently, staring into the air. Although he looked stupid, she thought he was super cute!
Suddenly, a scene that scared her happened. Thick steam started rising from him, so dense that five of her cameras couldn't see anything. Fortunately, she had placed more than ten cameras in his bedroom, and the other cameras caught what was happening, right under her wide, astonished eyes.
She watched as Yusuke's body changed from that of a scrawny boy to a fit, muscular, aesthetic bodybuilder. His physique looked like Lazar Angelov's... well, maybe smaller, and his height increased from 5'7" to 6 feet!
Right after those ridiculous changes happened, Yusuke suddenly fell headfirst onto his bed and passed out. Before she could even understand what was going on, all the screens around her went black.
"What's going on!? What happened!?" Murayama's face turned pale. She couldn't make sense of what just happened. But that wasn't what occupied her mind; the image of Yusuke losing consciousness kept playing in her head. She quickly put on her clothes and rushed out of the room. "Yu-Kun, wait for me!"
...
'Looks like my acting isn't that bad, hehe.' Yusuke opened his eyes and got up from where he was lying. He couldn't claim to be the smartest in the bunch, but he wasn't dumb either. Using the beginner package would definitely change him completely, so he needed a good excuse. And what better excuse than letting Murayama see it with her own eyes?
He, Yusuke, had no idea what had just happened. One moment, he fell asleep, and the next, he woke up completely changed. Maybe his Saiyan genes had awakened or something. Right? Right? He honestly had no clue at all!
[Crude, but still passable,] the system commented flatly from within his mind.
'There's something I want to clarify,' Yusuke ignored the system's cold praise and asked, 'You said the tutorial quest is supposed to be easy, but that bitch has some weird thing called a Sacred Gear, and she mentioned something about being reincarnated as a devil, how the hell am I supposed to subdue someone like that?!'
[Host, what you said is wrong. The target, Murayama, is currently just a normal human. She hasn't awakened her Sacred Gear yet, nor has she been reincarnated as a devil.]
'If she's just a normal human right now, it would indeed be easier to deal with her,' Yusuke said while changing his clothes. Then he paused and asked, 'So devils really exist? Can you tell me more about them?'
He frowned while searching through his wardrobe. After the changes to his body, most of his clothes felt way too tight. He barely managed to find a set of school uniform that used to be considered 'loose,' but even that clung uncomfortably to his new frame.
[No, you need to search for that on your own.]
"How cold! What if I die because I didn't have enough information?!" Yusuke changed his shoes, picked up his school bag, and left the apartment.
[I will search for a new, more competent host.]
"...Bitch," Yusuke muttered.
[...Not very creative. Try harder.]
...
Stats:
- Strength: 2
- Agility: 2
- Spirit: 2
- Physique: 2
Munching on a piece of honey bread, Yusuke checked his stats. After using the gift package, all his stats jumped to 2, making him twice as strong as an average athlete. Then he asked, "Why did Spirit only go up by 0.2?"
[The Gift Package 669 only boosts your stats up to 2. If any stat was already above 2, it won't get any increase.]
'So this package caps all stats at 2,' Yusuke caught on quickly. It made sense for a novice gift to not be that powerful. Still, he was pretty satisfied, he'd never felt this strong and light before. 'Say, system, if one day I lose you, will I lose everything I earned? All my stats and skills gone too?'
[No.]
'Good to know,' Yusuke said, taking another bite of the bread and nodding in satisfaction.
...
Running across the street, dragging her school bag like a madwoman, Murayama got closer to Yusuke's house. She glanced at her phone in frustration. The damn trackers stopped working!
Even the cameras outside the apartment had stopped responding!
Biting her lips, Murayama, running past the crowd of people crossing the street, she had been running from her house to Yusuke's without stopping, and the most outrageous thing is that her breathing was still steady.
Just how absurd was her endurance?
"Yu-kun!" Murayama suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her nose twitched as she took a whiff; she had caught Yusuke's scent!
Like a dog sniffing out a delicious treat, she looked in a certain direction and saw Yusuke strolling casually, his school bag slung over his shoulder and a piece of bread in his mouth.
Murayama stared at him with burning eyes. Yusuke's figure had changed drastically. He was taller and more muscular, but his face stayed mostly the same. The only difference was that some of his baby fat had faded, making his features sharper.
But even after the changes, he was still her Yu-kun!
'What should I do? Should I ask him about his changes? Or just pretend that nothing is wrong?' Murayama walked toward him, her gait extremely soft; no sound of footsteps could be heard. Her mind was storming with thoughts. Because of her guilty conscience about spying and stalking him, she didn't know when to start asking, since she had already seen the scene before her.
She suspected Yusuke didn't have any idea about the reason for his change either.
'Act normally, Murayama. Don't be suspicious, don't scare him. Just ask if he ate spinach to grow like that,' Murayama told herself, patting her bulging chest to calm her racing heart. She walked up quietly and stood behind him.
"Yu-kun!" With a smile, she patted his shoulder. Yusuke turned around in the cutest way, making her hold back laughter. He was so adorable! She poked his cheek and said, "Good morning, Yu-kun!"
