Absolute Loser Becomes The Pleasure King Using Satan System

Chapter 47: 47.Smiles under fading sunlight-1

What followed was a nightmare beyond comprehension, a bloodbath of pure carnage.

​Eyes were gouged, throats were crushed, and Carey tore through flesh and bone with monstrous fury. Men were sliced open, soaking each other in a thick, horrifying tide of crimson. The narrow corridor echoed with the agonizing shriek of dying goons and Carey’s relentless, demonic war cry.

​He plowed through the human wall, ignoring every strike aimed at him, until his blood-stained hand clamped around the bald man’s throat.

​Without hesitation, Carey delivered a devastating left hook straight into the coward’s jaw. The sheer impact shattered the man’s mouth, sending half-rotten teeth and a spray of blood flying into the air. The bald man sputtered, choking on his own copper taste, but Carey gave him no time to process the pain.

​SLASH!

​Carey rammed his combat knife deep into the man’s gut and dragged the blade viciously upward, ripping the body open as if trying to cleave the man in half.

​The bald man’s eyes rolled back, and his body went completely limp.

​Silence suddenly crashed over the hallway.

​No more gunshots. No more screams.

​The only sound remaining was Carey’s heavy, ragged breathing echoing off the blood-slicked brick walls.

​A few minutes later, the bar’s front gates slammed open. Dozens of heavily armed syndicate reinforcements spilled into the back corridors, weapons raised and ready for a war.

​Instead, they froze in horror.

​Before them lay a nightmarish graveyard, a mountain of slaughtered gang members painted in gallons of fresh, steaming blood.

The stench blood of hung so thick in the air it was enough to make even the most hardened enforcers drop to their knees and vomit.

​There wan no living breath present.

​The area was devoid of any signs of attacker.

The reinforcement searched through gruesome hallway, but no clue was obtained.

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Mylo exhaled deeply as he splashed cold water over his face, washing away the remaining blood.

Standing in the empty college bathroom, he looked in the mirror, his breathing slowly returning to normal. He had already discarded his blood-soaked hoodie into a deep trash bin, leaving him in just his clean undershirt.

​Exhausted, both physically and mentally, he walked outside and sat down on the low concrete porch, letting the cool air hit his skin.

​I hope Carey escaped safely, Mylo thought, staring blankly at the ground.

He took on an entire building full of goons just to give me an opening. If he made it out alive, he’ll definitely contact me using the number I gave him.

​Remembering the words he had shouted at Carey right before bursting through that blue door, Mylo nodded to himself. He had seen Carey’s lethal precision firsthand.

​If I can get Carey on my side, it changes everything. My raw strength has gone up thanks to the system, but my technique is still amateur at best. Having someone like him to train me or stand beside me, would make taking down this syndicate actually possible.

​Dusting himself off, Mylo pulled himself up and headed across campus. The day was fading, and the usual bustle of students had thinned out dramatically, leaving the walkways quiet.

​He made his way toward a small, quiet café just off campus.

Reina had sent him the address earlier, and according to her, all three of them, including Brandy and Mac, were currently sitting inside.

"Hey, hey! Look who finally decided to show up! Mylo, where were you all day?"

​Spotting him as he walked up, Mac called out playfully.

​"Just around campus," Mylo replied smoothly. "Found a quiet spot and lost track of time. Dozed off for a few hours." He pulled out a chair and sat down right between Mac and Reina.

​Across the table, Brandy snorted in ridicule.

"Hmm! My sweet little Reina messaged you multiple times and you completely ghosted her. I expected better from you, Mylo."

​"I really did fall asleep. I’m sorry about that, Reina," Mylo said, turning to her.

​"N-no, it’s totally fine!" Reina waved her hands, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I was just checking in to make sure you were okay."

​"Reina, you need to be way stricter with him," Brandy advised, placing a protective hand over Reina’s.

​When did they get so close?

Still, a warm feeling settled in his chest, he was genuinely glad Reina was making friends and getting along with people.

​"Hey, come on, let’s move past it," Mac interjected, leaning over the table. "You want something to drink, Mylo?"

​"No, I’m good. I’ll probably just head to the mess after this."

​"Suit yourself! Anyway, as I was saying..." Mac turned toward Brandy with a triumphant grin. "I finally managed to get the queen’s number!"

​Brandy rolled her eyes, scoffing. "You bastard followed us around campus all day! I should have reported you to security for harassment."

​"Your lovely words bring me nothing but joy, Brandy," Mac replied with a wink.

​"Shameless bastard," Brandy spat.

​Mylo couldn’t help but crack a faint smile at their banter.

​As they sat together, Mac created a group chat for the four of them. While scrolling through his notifications to accept the invite, Mylo noticed a mass broadcast message sent out on the main university forum, a reminder for students to submit their names if they planned on attending the upcoming Fresher’s Party.

​"By the way are any of you planning to go to the Fresher’s Party?"

​Mac’s cheerful demeanor instantly shifted. He leaned in across the table, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"Man, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’ve heard some pretty nasty rumors about that party. Last year, the cops even got involved because someone got caught with heavy drugs. I say we stay far away from it."

​"As if I have time to waste on some trashy college party anyway," Brandy added, casually inspecting her painted nails. "I’m swamped with my design projects." She turned her sharp gaze to Mylo. "What about you? Are you going?"

​"No," Mylo replied after a brief pause. "I don’t think I am."

​"Well, that settles it then," Mac concluded, clapping his hands together. "None of us are going."

​After hanging out for a little longer, the sun began to dip below the horizon, and they decided to call it a night.

​Outside the café, Mac stood frozen, dramatically covering his mouth with a tearful, awestruck expression as he stared toward the curb.

​I completely understand, Mylo thought to himself, though he kept the comment strictly in his head.

​Brandy was straddling a sleek sports bike, wearing a fitted crop top and denim shorts that highlighted her round ass and arched back. She looked, as Mylo could only describe, incredibly sexy.

​"Ugh, if only I could pop your fucking eyes out of your skull," Brandy snapped, catching Mac’s helpless staring. She turned toward Reina, her tone instantly softening. "You want a ride back?"

​"No, it’s okay," Reina replied gently. "I live close by in the campus dorms."

​"I can drop you off on my bike," Brandy offered.

​"It’s fine, I’ll walk her back," Mylo chimed in, taking a step forward.

​Brandy clicked her tongue, giving Mylo a deeply suspicious glance. Tch.

​"Hey, hey, you can give me a ride though!" Mac volunteered eagerly, stepping up to the passenger seat.

​Without giving him so much as a second glance, Brandy pulled her helmet down, revved the engine, and tore off down the street, leaving behind a cloud of exhaust and dust.

​"She was definitely embarrassed," Mac nodded solemnly to himself, convinced of his own theory.

"Well then! Bye, Mylo. Bye, Reina! That’s my cue to bounce. See you guys tomorrow!"

​Saluting them in an absurdly exaggerated fashion, Mac took off toward his own place, leaving Mylo and Reina alone under the dimming streetlights.

"Shall we go?" Mylo asked, turning to her.

​"Hmm."

​She hadn’t turned down his offer, in fact, a quiet, subtle happiness sprouted in her hearth at the thought of walking back together.

​As they strolled side by side through the evening quiet, the silence between them felt charged.

With every step, Reina’s heart pounded a little faster against her ribs. She swallowed hard, gathering every ounce of courage she possessed, before finally breaking the quiet.

​"Mylo!"

​"...Yeah?"

​"I... I have something to give you," the embarrassed girl confessed with all her courage.

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