I Didn't Choose the Gangsta System, the Gangsta System Chose Me

"By using the cruise, it took an entire day before we arrived at the UnderWorldLand. I wonder how many days would we continue rowing until we reach the Myth Academy?"

Joren asked, but none of them knew the answer.

"I don't really go out so…."

<I have no idea. Just keep rowing. We'll eventually get there.>

Kidrith and the gun answered, making Joren lie down on the boat.

"Kidrith, you can stop rowing for now."

<Wow, right after I said just keep rowing.>

"Okay, master."

"And, just call me Joren." he said with a laid-back attitude, "Also unless it's against my orders, you can do whatever you want. It's my first time having a slave, but… don't go doing nothing just because I haven't ordered anything."

Kidrith found this funny, "I'm not that dumb."

"Yeah, but I'm just making sure."

After Joren's reply, Kidrith lied down as well. The ferryboat is large enough for them to fit there comfortably.

But then she heard a knock. Kidrith looked and saw Joren patting the space beside him. Knowing what he meant, she moved there and lay down beside him.

"This will be a long ride…." Joren muttered as he looked at the night sky-like ceiling of the large cave.

"Well, since we have nothing to do, how about we talk about ourselves?" Kidrith suggested, "We'll be… together until death, so it's good to know each other. If that's fine…."

"That's reasonable…." Joren then glanced at the gun to which it understood and vanished, giving them some private space.

"Where should we start?" Kidrith asked, "Even though I've lived a long life, there's nothing much to say except that Hades took us into work within the palace. I started from being the average maid there until I became the head maid for some reason."

"For some reason?"

Kidrith nodded, "Un, I wasn't ambitious since we physically can't attain a higher standing than being the head of the servants. Compared to the immortal beasts like Cerberus and Nebarius, we, the Half-Furies, are nothing more than servants. What's more if compared to the Gods, our masters?"

Joren nodded, but Kidrith doubted he understood what she was saying. She turned sideways while using her palm as a pillow.

"You don't have to hide it. You a human turned into undead but still went against Hades and fought Cerberus, so you must be confused as to why I lack the ambitions."

"No, I understand that," Joren said, making Kidrith curious.

"How so?"

"I've been in that situation once. Where you're innately limited, that's just how you were born. Also, are you not curious about the talking gun?"

"By gun, you mean your weapon? I am, but there was a lot to unpack, so…."

"Yeah, a lot of things happened. But, let me tell you, that gun is originally a floating and talking fish." Joren said as if it was unbelievable. But Kidrith was in the palace where they have a three-headed humanoid crow as their general commander on the undead army, so she wasn't as much affected.

Joren then talked about where all of this began… when the fish suddenly just woke up and threatened to shorten his dick length.

"That's…" Kidrith didn't know how to react while doubting the authenticity of Joren's words.

"It's true."

"Okay, I mean you're my master, so your words to me are always true."

"No, seriously, that happened."

Joren then continued to explain. Time passed, and his story ended to where they are right now.

"What an adventure…." Kidrith muttered, a little dazed by what she heard.

'It's not actually an adventure, but… I better not say that….' Joren thought.

"So this Scarlett, do you know where she is right now?"

"I have no idea."

Kidrith frowned, knowing that something must've happened to that woman already. She doesn't know what to do but hold Joren's hand.

"Thanks…" Joren said with a smile. He then sat up, "I'm worried, but I'm not too sad or anxious about it. As long as I'm doing my best, that's all there is to it."

"This may all seem like a lover taken from me, but no. We just met who acted on heat, a fling of some sort, and what if Scarlett will like the treatment there?"

Kidrith sat up too and asked.

"But what if… otherwise happened?" she couldn't word it better than that.

Joren's expression shifted to being serious, which incited anxiety from Kidrith.

"If that happens and I'm too late, there's only vengeance."

"..."

Kidrith gulped as she felt for a moment there. Noticing her terrified expression, Joren waved his hand as he smiled.

"I don't think something that bad is going to happen, though." he laughed before yawning. Allecto's blood was wearing off. This is understandable since he took Hades' attack and defeated Cerberus all in a span of one night.

"I'm getting sleepy too…." Kidrith said. She then looked around, "And even without rowing, I think we're steadily going in the correct direction, right?"

"Then, let's sleep!"

Joren's torso dropped onto the boat when Kidrith offered.

"Want to use my lap?"

"A tempting offer."

"It's the least I can do. Although I've been serving Hades since I can remember, I haven't been his personal servant or anything like that. So… I don't know what to do. But if you give me house chores, I'm the best at it!" Kidrith proudly said.

"I would like a lap pillow, but how are you going to sleep?"

"I can sleep while sitting up!"

"No, come here. I'd rather make you my body pillow."

"A body pillow?" Kidrith didn't know, but she still came beside him. Joren then wrapped both arms and legs around her. Her heartbeat then drummed.

"I'm honestly surprised you're offering yourself. When Hades asked you for it, you're hesitant."

"..." Kidrith could only smile at first. She couldn't say that she respects and likes Joren. She wouldn't accept his offer of basically becoming his slave if she didn't like him. Although the relationship she entered is a little extreme, that's where she's comfortable with. That's her upbringing as a maid since the beginning of time.

It wouldn't disappear overnight, or it might not even disappear for at least the next decade.

After some time, she replied.

"This time, I chose who I'll serve, so…."

She then buried her face on his chest out of embarrassment. Joren was a little touched.

"Also, I've already prepared myself since I know you're a pervert from the start."

"... where did that come from?" Joren's smile became stiff.

"Your famous half-soul who's always erect when I caught you masturbating, and also when you immediately thought of sex when I became your servant." Kidrith straightforwardly said.

"Sorry…"

"No, it's fine as long as I can be of service. After all, if I can't satisfy you, the one who holds my life, I wouldn't be satisfied either. This isn't like when I served Hades."

"Oh, what are you scared of?" Joren noticed.

"I'm not scared. I'm just anxious." Kidrith paused and gained the courage to say, "I wouldn't know what to do if the only master I want to serve isn't satisfied with me and would just leave me behind."

"That's fucking sweet of you." Joren suddenly got excited upon hearing that he went on top of her.

"R-really? I mean, I'm just being honest."

"You deserve a kiss for that."

Hearing this, Kidrith closed her eyes and puckered her lips.

'So cute!'

Joren's drowsiness disappeared as he got spoiled by his new servant. While exchanging saliva, his hands would travel into different areas.

On the contrary, Kidrith didn't resist and even opened her buttons to reveal what's her clothing was hiding.

"High quality…"

"You're good at treating me like an object." Kidrith complained as the emotional distance between them shortens.

"If I don't, I might fall for you."

Kidrith bashfully looked away as she covers her breasts, "Why is that a bad thing?"

"Heh, don't worry. I'll give you lots of love as well. But my lover comes first."

Joren then stopped and Kidrith buttoned herself up. She sighed.

"I'm regretting my decision now."

"I already gave you a second chance, you can't regret it now." Joren laughed while Kidrith moved and buried her face on his chest again as if she found her comfortable spot.

"Okay, thinking about it, I would be pressured to be the future Gangsta God's wife. I'm more comfortable being a servant."

"D-don't call me that…"

"Why? Are you not confident?" Kidrith was surprised since Joren is the guy who punched Hades on the face even though he was a weak undead. She doesn't see any limits on him. If he stopped being ambitious, he will be creating his own limit.

"Do you know what Gangsta means?"

"No…"

"It just means being a thug, a hooligan, or just being annoying. I don't want be the God of Being Annoying."

"Eh? So… the Gangsta System is just the Annoying System?"

Hearing this, Joren laughed, "You can say that again!"

Meanwhile, the fish, which turned into a gun, is in the presence of the Gangsta God in Gangsta Heaven.

"Gangsta God, Joren have survived the UnderWorld, yo."

In reply, a heavenly voice from above replied.

"Pretty rad— but d'fuck his ass gonna survive Hades dude's wrath, yo?"

Thunder sang a rap song, and Gangsta Heaven shook like a bitch's twerking ass.

"I believe he can do it, Gangsta God, yo!" the gun firmly said.

"Aight, I see that ya'reach type I, so I'mma bestow him some smart words. Bring his ass here, me'man. My holy-ass here fucking coughing my stupid lungs out during attacks. I'mma be dead tomorrow or… I dunno, next year?"

"Yes, Gangsta God, my man.." the gun respectfully bowed and left.