It's been one week, when I helped Aiko in studies.
I did slowly level up and facing weirdly death challenges of the moron system.
I could accept the fact that my body became more solid, maybe I can get a girlfriend.
"In your Dream.LAMAO." System's voice cracked in laugh.
"Facing life was already hard and now this system too.huh."
Loner Profile
SID: Chiku Ahay
Age: 17 years
Greed: Human
Title: Looser I
Level: 23 (150/3000 Lonely Points to level up)
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Loner States
Physical Fitness: 39/250
Intelligence/Mental: 255/700
Attack Spell: 396/900
Defense Spell: 286/900
Sword Spell: 70/1000
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Loner Items:
Ghost Slayer Sword,Loner Katana,Lonely Potion (x3), Looser Knife, Loner couple Set (?), Loner Wooden Sword. Loner Mystery Disc.
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Loner Menu-
Loner States
Loner Items
Loner Mission (Daily and Weekly available)
Loner Shop
Loner Store (Locked)
Cultivation (Locked)
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Missions
1. Daily:
a) Wake up at 4 A.M.
b) Push-ups at least 30 times
c) Locked
[0/2] Complete to claim
2. Weekly:
a) Walk 10 km
b) Locked
c) Locked
[0/1] Complete to claim
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Rewards
Daily: Two Point Set Items Claimed
Weekly: 200 Lonely Points
In case of failure:
Daily/Weekly: Your pocket money will be deducted.
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Hidden Quest: Arrives soon
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Nothing much had changed since one week, I leveled and so on. But I really want to delete this system, anyone please tell.
Well, I cleared everything which had yet to complete. And then went to sleep.
"Hopefully It will be more peaceful day tomorrow." I thought.
"Well, It's a problem for future,though." I added.
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They say confidence is key. Well, apparently I found the wrong door.
The next morning, I strutted into school with the confidence of a man who'd just helped a cute classmate study and survived. My shoulders were back, head high, even my steps had rhythm — like I had my own background track playing.
I'd practiced a few casual nods in the mirror too. You know, the kind cool anime protagonists give when they pass someone important. I was about to drop one on Aiko when—
WHAM.
I walked straight into the glass entrance door.
Not through it. Into it.
The universe, ladies and gentlemen, has a sick sense of humor.
A group of juniors nearby exploded with laughter. My nose? Not so much. I staggered back, gripping it, trying to act like it was all part of the plan. "Ahaha... yeah, uh, safety test. Door passed!"
The system chimed in unhelpfully:
"Damage taken: -2 Dignity. Current Status: Mildly Embarrassed."
Gee, thanks.
Aiko, thankfully, didn't see the door incident. Or at least she pretended not to, which honestly might be worse. Either way, we shared a quick "hey" before class, and I managed to sit down without further injury.
That's when the real chaos began.
Mr. Haneda, our math teacher — a man with the fashion sense of a confused magician and the patience of a dying fly — decided it was group activity day. He clapped his hands with the kind of enthusiasm that made me suspicious.
"Today," he announced, "you'll work in random pairs to solve these equations. But! Only one of you can write. The other? Has to explain without looking at the notebook!"
I knew where this was going. Fate doesn't just hand me a win without throwing in a booby trap.
And boom — I got paired with… Rakesh.
Now, Rakesh isn't a bad guy. He's just... a lot. He has the energy of three toddlers on sugar and the attention span of a TikTok addict. Also, he's permanently sweaty. Like, even in winter. No one knows why.
"Brooo," he whispered, smacking me on the back like we were long-lost war buddies. "We got this. I'm a human calculator, trust."
He was not.
While I tried to explain the equation for slope-intercept form, Rakesh was drawing what looked like a confused giraffe on the corner of the worksheet. "This X," he said seriously, "feels like it has trauma, you know?"
By the end of class, we had:
One barely solved equation,
A cartoon strip titled 'X finds meaning in life', and
A teacher who looked five seconds away from spontaneous combustion.
System Update:
"Quest failed: 'Maintain academic composure.' Reward forfeited: Basic dignity."
I left class with a headache and a fresh bruise on my pride. But hey, Aiko waved at me during lunch, and I didn't walk into any more doors. So… progress?
Maybe not every day was going to be a level-up moment. But it was my kind of progress — awkward, painful, and slightly hilarious.
And somehow, I wouldn't have it any other way.