Turning off the living room light, I hid behind the window curtains and peeped through the slit between the two curtains. The porch light was off, and it was dark outside, but the street lights were bright enough for me to make out the outline of the two cars parked in front of my house.
*Thud* *Thud*
The drivers of both the cars got out of their vehicles and faced each other. There wasn't enough light for me to see the appearance of the two unexpected guests, but by the outline of their figures, I could tell that one of them was a male and the other one was a female.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" The male driver asked the female driver. His voice felt familiar to me.
"I see your tongue hasn't lost its charm. How does your new wife tolerate it?" The female replied sarcastically.
'What are these two doing here? What do they want?' From their voices, I recognized that the two drivers were none other than the estranged parents of the late Ryan.
"You haven't answered my question yet. What are you doing here?" Ryan's father repeated his question.
"I don't have to answer you. We are not married anymore, remember." Ryan's mother ignored her ex-husband and grabbed a few shopping bags from her car through the open window. Then she headed toward her son's house.
"That's not what I remembered from our night at the sunrise motel room last month." Ryan's father argued, and looking at the shopping bags in his ex-wife's hands, he offered, "Let me carry them for you."
"That won't work on me. Get your own gifts, you cheap bastard." Ryan's mother knew her ex-husband very well. She did not fall for his tricks.
"You think a few gifts will help you win over fatso's affection." After his ex-wife saw through him, Ryan's father undermined her strategy of bribing their son to gain his affection.
"If not with the gifts, how do you plan to win him over? By slapping him around like you used to." Ryan's mother scoffed at her ex-husband.
"Cut the crap. We both know why either of us is here. I propose we join hands. It will be a lot easier for us to convince the boy." Unable to keep up with his ex-wife's sharp tongue, Ryan's father no longer hid his intentions and proposed that they join hands for their shared interest.
"How about you head back to the sunrise motel and book a room? After dealing with the boy, I will meet you there." Ryan's mother wasn't interested in sharing and made a counter-proposal to her ex-husband. A steamy night in exchange for the monopoly of her son.
"You vixen, I would love that, but your pussy is not as tempting as half a million dollars." Ryan's father rejected his ex-wife's steamy offer without hesitation.
"Half a million dollars? Who is willing to pay that much? $55,000 is the highest of the offers I got." Hearing her ex-husband, Ryan's mother stopped in her tracks, and she turned to look at him to check if he was being serious.
"You came prepared bearing gifts for a mere $55,000?" Ryan's father made it sound like his ex-wife was working too hard for little money.
"I want half." Ignoring her ex-husband's comment, Ryan's mother decided to join hands with him.
"I knew money would make you reconsider. But I want a 20% finders fee." Ryan's father disagreed with his ex-wife's equal split proposal and made a counteroffer of a 60:40 split, claiming that he should get an extra 20% for finding the buyer.
"10%, don't be greedy." Ryan's mother agreed that her ex-husband deserved a finder fee, but 20% was too much.
"I will agree to it if you agree to stop at the sunrise motel on our way back." Ryan's father negotiated his ex-wife's offer.
"Fine, but no oral stuff, and you will have to be quick. I don't want to keep my husband waiting." Ryan's mother agreed to her ex-husband's terms without guilt toward her current husband.
"Babe, you know me. Being quick is not my forte." Ryan's father showed a vulgar smile as he caressed his ex-wife's plump ass.
"..." Ryan's mother decided to tolerate her ex-husband's hand on her butt for now and asked, "How do we handle the boy?"
"Let's use the classic good cop, bad cop. If that doesn't work, we always have our last resort, my leather belt." Said Ryan's father as he ran his other hand on the leather belt tied to his waist, then he added, "I will be the bad cop. And the gifts are from both of us."
"Okay," Ryan's mother readily agreed with her ex-husband. She couldn't wait to count $200,000.
"By the way, the same rates apply if you and your husband decide to use my service to sell your rewards." Ryan's father offered his services to his ex-wife and her husband.
"Let's see how this goes. Then we will talk about it." Ryan's mother didn't completely trust her ex-husband. There was a reason why he was her ex-husband and not her husband. He was a hustler and a gangster with no bottom line.
'These fuckers.' I cussed as I heard the divorced couple discuss their plans for late Ryan on my front porch. Listening to their conversation, I knew why they were here. They were here for late Ryan's tutorial rewards.
This shameless ex-couple wanted to force their abandoned son to complete the tower tutorials and then keep his tutorial rewards for themselves.
According to the internet, after the third try, every trial taker was entitled to a minimum reward for tutorial completion of 10 T-coins, enough to buy a common-grade item on T-commerce, which in this world could fetch them anywhere from a few dollars to a small fortune based on their buyer.
"They are quick," I comment, as it hasn't even been six hours since the tower administrator's announcement, and this shameless ex-couple was already here to take advantage of their abandoned teenage son.
*Ding-Dong!*