Allen finished his visit to the principal's office with mixed feelings. His life changed quickly, no, saying quickly is an understatement. His life was thrown into space on a rocket with two tons of dynamite.
Now he should think about managing his life better.
"You should punch that old man!"
As Allen walked down the hallway, Rebecca appeared floating in her Doll form, she had a mini shotgun in her hand which she swung threateningly. Allen doesn't understand how that shotgun can change size with Rebecca, but those are unimportant things.
"That would be a bit extreme..." Allen smiled ironically.
"True, a punch isn't enough; I suggest we fill his house with scorpions and poisonous snakes, replace his hair loss tonic with liquid hair remover, and put a rabid raccoon in his closet," Wednesday added maliciously.
Allen wanted to ask how she knew about the director's tonic but refrained. 'How scary...'
Wednesday Addams, as adorable as ever, proceeded to sit on Allen's shoulder. Her recommendation included not only physical but also psychological damage; the director has a fear of snakes.
"None of that is enough... I've been researching and there are so many interesting things in this world, so, I'd like to test a lot of synthetic chemicals and poisons on people!~"
Mini-Esdeath smiled enchanted over Allen's head, it's unknown if it's because of her own idea or something else.
"No," said Allen, unfazed.
"Tsk, stingy," Esdeath pouted.
Esdeath's ruthless mentality was already known, unlike Wednesday, who has predominantly logical thinking, Esdeath can exert violence and cruelty without hesitation if she considers it necessary. Seeing that she's even more cruel than Wednesday was shocking to everyone.
Artoria remained silent; unexpectedly she was present. Allen, seeing her floating not far away, looking towards a bird's nest in a tree, felt like picking her up, but that would be rude, right?
Upon leaving school, the trio of girls was waiting for him; there was a crowd, but they completely ignored them. The beautiful girls were eye-catching by themselves, but seeing all three together attracted all the attention.
MJ looked at her phone and played with her scarlet hair while waiting, she had an aura of a girl in love waiting for her boyfriend, and her intermittent smile elicited more than one sigh from some boys and girls alike.
Gwen reviewed some notes in a small notebook, her concentrated and serious expression reflected how hard she was trying, and that combined with her beauty made her the perfect girl for many.
Felicia leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, she's truly the kind of girl you don't know if she'll hit you in the face if you bother her, but at the same time, she's incredibly attractive. She was the kind of bad girl that even though you know she'll reject you, you'd still try to get close.
Allen appeared without fear, not long ago, he would have hesitated to approach in such a crowd, after all, he tried not to attract attention in this appearance.
Strangely, that thought didn't even cross his mind for a second; his ambiguous relationship with the three girls was already known, although most people think he only dates MJ and is a good friend of Gwen Stacy, they still can't help but feel jealous to see him monopolize all three girls.
A guy saw Allen walking towards them and couldn't bear it, so he put his foot in the way trying to make him stumble to have a moment of embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, Allen was focused on talking to the Sdolls, and obviously, his spider sense wouldn't activate for something like this, so Allen stepped on the guy's foot; there was so much silence that you could hear the guy's bones breaking.
In this kind of situation, the brain can't immediately process what is happening. Allen walked and arrived with the girls, who greeted him and left.
"AHHHHH!"
The guy screamed and fell to the ground shortly after, diverting Allen's attention, which was already far away.
"What happened?!" Allen asked.
"A fool..." Wednesday responded without paying attention.
"I'm not used to seeing floating cute dolls around you..." said Felicia, nervously scratching her cheek.
The Dolls are invisible when they want to be, however, Wednesday found that they can also be selectively invisible, which means that Gwen, MJ, and Felicia can see them and the rest of the crowd can't. That's right, Felicia too.
One of the things Felicia shared with Allen after their intimate moment in the bathroom was that she knew who he really was.
Allen nodded unsurprised; he already suspected it, so he wasn't surprised. He was more shocked to see himself in the mirror practically the same as in his livestream but not being recognized just because of some damn glasses.
What's wrong with everyone? Does Allen have to scream who he is? Of course, he's just joking when he complains about it; it's precisely what he wants, not to be recognized.
Each person walks down the street in their own world, and they don't have the desire or time to go around looking at the faces of people they probably will never see again. It's not just the disguise, people didn't care about Allen. Of course, this is as long as he keeps a low profile, if he surrounds himself with beauties and beats up bullies, it's only a matter of time before he's discovered.
Luckily, he has a plan B; Allen is thinking of modifying his regular glasses to make them a powerful object to hide his secret identity, in fact, he already has two pairs of glasses from the system, but green-rank, although he could also use magic.
Returning to the topic of the dolls, the girls introduced themselves, the meeting with Esdeath was uncomfortable because she had done unpleasant things upon arriving, however, Esdeath wasn't unpleasant to her allies, as demonstrated by her good relationship with her subordinates before she died. Having decided to behave, she started talking to everyone amiably, it didn't seem fake, she genuinely wanted to get along.
...
Allen and the girls went to a nearby parking lot so that Allen could pretend he took a car from there and didn't summon it out of nowhere.
"Phew~ I've seen it several times in your live stream, but live it's completely amazing," Felicia admired as she approached Allen discreetly to hug him from behind. Gwen got between them coughing; she didn't show hostility, but her intention was obvious.
"Well, let's go," said Gwen, giving Felicia a look of "not so fast, cat burglar," to which Felicia smiled in response.
Allen and MJ exchanged glances and both intervened by guiding the girls to the gray Lexus LS Hybrid. Felicia, wanting to continue the fight, insisted that Allen open the door for her.
"Since when do you like something like this?" Allen asked but did it without hesitation.
"Does it matter?" Felicia responded while kissing Allen's cheek.
"Heh," Gwen scoffed, "I thought a girl like you wouldn't like something like that..."
"A girl like me?" Felicia raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"
"I'm sorry..." Gwen apologized, but her indifferent face showed that she didn't mean it. "I meant a rough and tough girl like you."
"Haha, don't worry, I guess the bitter girl from the honor roll expects me to burp and spit saliva on the ground."
Allen left the parking lot and drove, dropping Felicia near her apartment, and then everyone returned to Queens.
...
Allen spent an incident-free afternoon with his girls. Natasha called and said she would stay at SHIELD for a few days; there's a lot of paperwork everywhere.
In the afternoon, Tony called Allen intending to invite him to watch Formula 1 with him. Of course, being a multimillionaire, he can't just talk about spending an afternoon watching TV and drinking beer; it's literally about bothering the pilots.
Allen relaxed in his chair while a girl gave him a shoulder massage, "I don't know, Tony, your last invitation ended with me fighting a grizzly bear and my car in space."
"That... got out of control, but I've learned from my mistakes, I'll keep you away from alcohol, besides, we can enjoy supermodels together."
Due to Gwen's proximity, she could hear everything.
*Cough!*
"Tony..." Allen said angrily because Tony did not consider that anyone would listen to them.
Tony fell silent for a moment. "Don't tell me, you have a female company with you?"
"Yes..." Allen replied, feeling Gwen's strength increasing; if Allen weren't Allen, she would have already broken his shoulders.
"Well, I'll see you later, Allen!" said Tony and hung up.
"You coward, don't you dare run away!!"
Tony cowardly escaped, leaving Allen, who turned back with a drop of sweat on his forehead, seeing the smiling face of his beautiful Gwen.
"We can talk..."
...
The next day, Allen woke up with Gwen and MJ in his arms, clinging to his body, their peaceful faces illuminated by the morning sun were angelic. Allen caressed their hair, this life was an enviable luxury.
At that moment, Allen felt a disturbance in the cosmic force, quickly looking down, there was a lump under the sheets, at the same time, he felt a pleasantly warm and wet sensation on his friend, needless to say, what was happening, but Natasha couldn't be the culprit.
Allen lifted the sheet, but there was no one there, he lay back a little regretful for not letting the mysterious girl finish the job, but who was it?
It's one of his dolls, and if he had to guess, it would be Rebecca; only she is so bold to do it, and since they had already been intimate together, she's the top candidate. However, there was still doubt because if it were Rebecca, she wouldn't have fled.
Allen remembered the faces of the other three sex dolls and couldn't imagine any of them doing such an indecent act.
Allen got up carefully not to wake them; as he did, he saw the girls in their underwear and felt an impulse but controlled himself. After taking a shower, he headed to the kitchen, where he had a view of his living room.
Rebecca was lying on the couch eating popcorn. Allen wanted to be angry at such a bad eating habit, but he remembered she was a doll; he didn't know if that would harm her or not.
"Hahaha!" She laughed at seeing a man lose a hundred thousand dollars in one of those obstacle courses.
By the window, Wednesday was reading a book with Esdeath drinking a cup of coffee.
He shook His head not knowing who could have been, and none of them were acting out of the ordinary.
"Is there no sugar?" Allen asked as he checked his pantry.
"I'm sorry, I moved it," said Artoria as she offered him the sugar container.
"Thanks," Allen took it and froze; he expected to see the King in his classic armor, but instead, there was a beautiful woman with blonde hair tied to one side of her head and a peaceful gaze.
Allen almost dropped the sugar seeing her like that; she didn't seem like Artoria. She remained silent and then took the sugar and proceeded to finish preparing Allen's coffee; when she finished, she took it and offered it to him with both hands.
"T-thanks," Allen forgot when was the last time he stuttered.
This made Artoria laugh, and in turn, made Allen's heart skip a beat; this couldn't be true, right? This woman who seemed unattainable was acting like a young mother or a wife, and that was a big shock to Allen.
Unable to do anything, Allen remained silent as he drank his coffee; she sat at the table watching him.
Fortunately for Allen, this uncomfortable but amusing situation didn't last long; someone knocked on the door, and he went to open it.
It was a package the size of a microwave. Allen took this to the dining room confused; he hadn't ordered anything, and it was too small to be a doll. He thought maybe it was MJ or Natasha who did it, but it came in his name.
Upon opening it, there was a golden PS5 with his image engraved on one side; there was a note.
"Mr. Walker, we don't know if this will reach you; we sent it to the SHIELD offices hoping it does. It's a unique special edition of the PS5, coated in gold and engraved for you. We don't have any ulterior motives; we simply appreciate your love for our games – Sincerely, Sony Interactive Entertainment"
"A blatant bribe? Hahaha," Rebecca laughed and grabbed the PS5 to examine it with her optical scanner. "Tsk, you should sue them for using gold in such outdated technology as this."
Allen widened his eyes at Rebecca's comment, he almost forgot that this girl comes from a world with over fifty years of technological advancement ahead of this time. It's absurd, but with what Rebecca knows, she could ridicule the current scientific community.
Allen knows she has started working on different advanced weapons.
"It was about time, you've been the biggest content creator in the world for quite some time, even surpassing other forms of media..." Wednesday commented without looking up from her book, but beneath her indifference was a tone of disdain toward Allen's flatterers.
Allen shrugged. "Well, I can't blame them. It's not like my address is on the internet; there are probably more gifts I'll never receive for that reason."
Allen smiled, thinking about how clever it was for whoever used this method to deliver him a gift.
"What's this?" Esdeath frowned; she didn't know what it was and judged it solely on aesthetics, and she didn't like it. She would prefer a decapitated statue or new torture tools.
"don't worry" Allen replied.
Allen placed the golden PS5 in his streaming room, and the morning passed without incident.
Allen went to school with MJ and Gwen, and upon entering the classroom, he noticed a certain tension.
Felicia approached intending to hug Allen, but Gwen got in the way. Before war broke out, Allen seated both girls.
Unexpectedly, the vice-principal entered, a middle-aged woman with a stern face; looked at all the students with cold eyes.
"Your teacher is taking a temporary leave due to health issues, and there will be a replacement."
There was a momentary silence, Mr. Johnson was a discreet man with little presence. If he didn't speak, probably no one would notice him, but he was a relatively good teacher. No one noticed his health condition.
Before the classroom erupted in questions, the classroom door opened, and an incredibly beautiful woman entered, blonde with green eyes and an innocent aura.
She stood in front of everyone, leaving them breathless. Allen himself was in shock because he recognized the teacher, but she shouldn't exist, yes, exist, because she was...
"Her name is Tearju Lunatique (To love ru), and she'll be your teacher until you graduate."
She was an anime character.
Tearju looked at the classroom, and her gaze stopped at Allen for a moment to smile. "It's a pleasure~"
Her voice was one of the most pleasant things to hear, and that melted people's minds. Allen looked at the woman with intrigue; he was sure she had smiled at him a moment ago, but he couldn't understand what was happening.
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