[Status of reward; Activated!]
[Reward will take effect overnight while host sleeps.]
[Opening points wallet…]
[Calculating…]
[Second round points is 2.]
[Deducting 1 point…]
[1 point has been credited to the host's wallet!]
Again, the cheers and applause roared.
"Are you kidding me? Cheering me on over a single point when I need about 100 to unlock aspects?" I scoffed.
[Ding!]
[Bonus task is available…]
Why was the system confusing me all the more? With a frown on my sweaty face, "What are bonus tasks?"
[Bonus tasks can earn host store points.]
"Store points?" I found myself repeating the words of the system in confusion.
[Ding!]
[Store points can help the host earn beauty goodies.]
[Would the host like to take a look at the store?]
"Yes. If I don't take a look at it, your words will only serve as gibberish in my ears." I nodded as I walked on. I was tired, so I couldn't run any longer. I decided to walk in tranquility. I was already late. Of what difference would running make since I already was late?
[Items in the first stage of beauty store.]
[Purchase an enchanting fragrance with 50 store points.]
[Purchase universal beauty face powder with 100 store points.]
[The end of items in the first stage of the beauty store!]
Whoa...!
An enchanting fragrance?
That was about what I needed exactly, for I stink every day and every time. The noises from across the street where the press had gathered in front of a building caught my attention.
It was a large corporation building which I always passed by once in a Blue Moon when Mrs. Del Monte sent me on an errand to the store just like today. It was a debut modeling agency, and the name which was always boldly written right above the building on a metallic poster by whosoever was the architect and construction workers who designed the building says...
'Zentury Debut Modeling Agency'.
My direction was still towards the fresh store, but my eyes and neck were stretched in the direction of the noises.
[Activate bonus task–?]
The system asked with an echoed buzz.
Right, I almost forgot about the enchanting fragrance I needed to purchase in the beauty store.
"Yes system, activate," I answered.
[Ding!]
[Discover the purpose of the conference in the Zentury Agency.]
"What part of I am getting late do you not understand the system?" I threw my hands listlessly in the air.
Now, people who were passing by were casting glances at me with questions on their faces. I knew it would be weird to see me talk to myself as I walked alone. If this act should continue around people who know me, I wouldn't blame them if they referred me to the asylum.
[Ding!]
[End bonus task?]
Following my protest, the system questioned.
"Shit! Damn this!" I cursed before hurrying to cross once again to the other side of the road.
I approached the overly crowded entrance, which was filled with reporters who were battling to capture someone I could not see as they threw questions at him.
"How does President Zen feel now that the company has taken a bold step further into the world of fashion?"
"Why has the Zentury Debut Modeling Agency launched a new fashion designing enterprise alongside their modeling agency? Is it because the company thinks other fashion designing companies that are around are not good enough and wants to design the clothes themselves?"
"Or is it to expand profit while expanding the business?"
The reporters kept on throwing the questions, but a group of security guards had stood in readiness to block the reporters away as a man walked out of the company.
In all gracious sincerity, I did not realize it when my lashes started to blink rapidly at the sight in front of me. This young man could be a runway model if he wanted.
I mean, he had the longest yet firm body I had ever seen. Even though the fabric of his undeniably expensive suit was shielding his nakedness from the eyes, I could still swear the body underneath was as gracious as the steps he took out of the building.
His fair – almost pale white skin sank in sync with his gray hair. What man keeps gray hair these days? I could tell the hair was dyed. Still, the color was an unusual one among men.
With the way he stood out among the noisy crowd, I knew he was not a regular person. His frame, the aura dancing around him – those that I could almost smell from the distance where I stood, all of them shouted his dominance in an agreeable pitch.
I found myself gawking at his grandness and wishing I was closer to gauge the rest of his anatomy. He was a man, blessed by the man above himself. A creation that serves as a good contrast to my own existence. Life isn't fair.
My eyes went to the name of the massive company, and I unintentionally imprinted the name in my head.
"President Zen!"
"President Zen!"
"Have you seen any potential designers yet?"
The press rushed and scurried his way, but the bodyguards walking with the man wouldn't allow them space to disturb his privacy as he was herded into the passenger seat of a white Bentley Continental GT, which zoomed off almost immediately. The disappointed reporters mumbled and groaned as the gathering dispersed bit by bit.
While still wrapping my head around the information I had gathered from this sole poke-nosing system had made me do, a piece of flyer flew and landed flat on my face.
"What's wrong with you?" I groaned at it but shone my eyes in delight when I saw its contents. The Zentury debut modeling agency's logo was branded on the flyer with writing which says...
'A new branch has been launched in the company, and it will be a section for designers. The company wants to start designing its own outfits.'
The writing was coated in quotation marks which showed the speech was made by a person. Perhaps, President Zen? The name for the brand was written as 'Zentury,' and there was a vacancy inscription in it that potential and professional designers were needed for hire after the final launch of the brand, which would be after three weeks to now.
How good it would have been if I got hired by such a firm. I knew it was mere daydreaming thoughts if I thought I could be hired, not with the way I looked.
[Gauging bonus task.]
[Bonus task status; Accomplished!]
The applause reverberated again. There were no shiny sparkles this time around. All glory to the lord!
[Congratulations!]
[5 store points have been credited to the host's store wallet!]
Forty-five more points and I'm good to buy the enchanting fragrance. I just couldn't wait at all.
Wait...
Why was I being delusional and getting excited over a voice in my head? Definitely, this must be but an imaginary friend I have created in my head, and it sure as hell wouldn't help me lose any weight nor award me an enchanting fragrance with some non-existing beauty points.
Sighing a deep sigh of apprehending that the naggings of Mrs. Del Monte, who would burn my ears out, I stuffed the flyer into my pocket and trekked to the fresh store.