Ben put away the letter and kept only the map of the passages. Opening one of the doors, he walked through a narrow passage that then split into five different directions.
Looking at the map, he knew where his room was. Following the directions, he arrived at the room. Conveniently, there was a small hole through which he could spy on the room, and also a small switch.
Upon activating the switch, a small part of the wall slid aside, allowing him to enter.
Ben didn't stay in the room; he simply took his backpack and returned to the secret room from the beginning. With the backpack in his hands, he was finally able to take all the money from the safe.
Since he was very curious, he spent his time exploring the secret passages but didn't find anything interesting. The only somewhat interesting thing was seeing his aunt Viviana in the bathroom, it wasn't a good experience.
She was old, unattractive, and had a very thin body.
With his curiosity satisfied, Ben headed to his room and fell asleep tightly hugging the backpack with the money.
.... The next day, Ben had to watch as his father constantly humiliated himself and smiled like a fool in front of Viviana.
The next day, Ben had to watch as his father constantly humiliated himself and smiled like a fool in front of Viviana.
His trip back home was delayed a bit because James apparently had something important to discuss with Viviana.
On the way to the airport, James seemed unusually happy, but no one paid special attention to his attitude.
They had all come with dreams of wealth and returned empty-handed... Everyone except Ben.
Even on the plane, Ben didn't let go of his bag at all. Maybe he was being paranoid, but he was that kind of person.
Money is power!!
Everyone got home on Sunday night, and since they were exhausted, they ordered takeout and went to bed.
..... The next day, Ben woke up with a smile on his face upon feeling the bag in his hands.
The next day, Ben woke up with a smile on his face as he felt the bag in his hands.
He meditated for a while to use the collar and measure its efficiency.
He was pleasantly surprised by the great speed of collection; if he was diligent and consistent, he could form a star in just two and a half days.
Taking a good shower and putting on his uniform, Ben left his house and headed towards the elderly couple's shop for breakfast.
When he finished his breakfast, he paid with a 100-argen bill and gave the change to the couple, who smiled very happily at his gesture.
His walk to school was more pleasant than ever. He no longer had the worry of running into his bullies.
In fact, he wanted to find them, so he could gather some evil points.
But it didn't happen.
The morning was very normal, there was no harassment from her classmates, nor did she encounter her personal bullies.
The only strange thing was that she discovered how Becca kept giving her continuous looks during class.
"The final exams are approaching." I hope you have studied hard and trained diligently." The professor gathered his things from the desk and was about to leave, but seemed to remember something and turned back to the students. "The festival is approaching and as you all know, everyone is required to participate."
Ben kept staring at the clock on the wall, hoping time would pass more quickly.
When the recess bell rang, Ben stepped out with his hands in his pockets, looking around everywhere. He wanted to find someone to hit and score evil points.
But of course, he had his limits when it came to choosing a victim.
He didn't want to hit or harm the weak, that would be something someone like Charly and his gang would do.
He couldn't choose someone innocent who doesn't mess with anyone either.
But surprisingly, even with those filters, the number of people that came to his mind was many.
Lost in his thoughts, Ben didn't notice he was walking outside the bathrooms. A hand suddenly reached out from one of them and pulled him inside.
Surprised Ben looked at the person who had pulled him.
"What do you want now?" She asked with a frown of annoyance.
Becca grabbed his shirt tightly and looked at him with a fiery gaze.
"You haven't told anyone, have you?" He asked very seriously.
"Unmn?" Ben was confused for a second before understanding what he was referring to. "No, I haven't told anyone."
Ben broke free from her grip and was about to leave the bathroom when he realized it was the women's.
But Becca didn't let him. She grabbed his shirt again and demanded.
"I want proof!!"
"What?!"
"I want proof that you haven't said anything."
Ben was upset and fed up.
How the hell was he supposed to prove that?
"Listen!" Ben turned around and took Becca's face in his hand and leaned in. "I don't have to prove anything to you." In any case, you are-"
Ben didn't finish the sentence because he heard someone approaching and several female voices.
If someone found him in the girls' bathroom, he would get into big trouble.
He forcefully dragged Becca and hid in one of the stalls.
Ben gestured to Becca to be quiet, but just in case, he also covered her mouth.
"I can't believe it!!" A shrill voice shouted in excitement.
"Did you really do it?" asked a second voice with a clear eagerness in their tone.
Ben stopped listening to the conversation outside and focused on Becca.
Sitting on the toilet, she looked at him with anger, removed her hand from her mouth, and pointed at him as she tried to stand up.
But Ben prevented her, with just one hand he sat her back down.
Becca's eyes widened as she realized she couldn't put up any resistance, and Ben was only using one hand, his left.
Ben smiled mischievously and with his right hand unbuttoned his pants and took out his little friend into the open air.
Although it wasn't an anomalous giant or a third leg. Ben enjoyed a member with great length and thickness.
Becca looked in horror at Ben's throbbing, veined rod.
It was at least 18 cm that rose in front of her face.
"It's time you pay for the troubles you always cause me!"