My System & My Academy of Superpowers

Blood on her face, a few scratches on her face. Her body leaning against the glass wall. She was a hot chick her a cute baby-like look on her face, in her big eyes.

Her mysterious big orange eyes were widened in fear. Her hands were bathed in blood, there were organs spilled on her body which was covered in blood too.

The light fell on her body, giving a good look at her curvy body. Her hips were slightly wider than her bust. The perfect bottom hourglass body shape. 

She curled herself into a ball in the corner of the dark corridor. She was not short but she was not tall either. She had an average height which was around… 5'4. 

She was wearing a mini-skirt below, revealing her thin beautiful legs, and her thick butter-like thighs. The shirt she wore was torn from one corner.

Her boobs covered in a red bra were popping out of her shirt. She tried covering them but unfortunately or fortunately, she was not able to grab those big boobs completely. 

Down to her legs, her right foot was half-torn. It was barely hanging from her ankle. Her foot looked like it was deliberately torn apart by Ayami herself. 

Standing in front of her, our hero, took off his T-shirt. He had no intentions of molesting the helpless girl- the helpless little devil in front of him.

He simply wanted to take her out of the shit hole. Filled with dead bodies of zombies, and humans. Who knows if there is some other race too. 

Ryan grabbed his T-shirt in his right hand, he brought his arm forward, offering his T-shirt to Ayami who was thinking that Ryan was about to molest her.

Not just molest her but…. Use this secret of hers to blackmail her. If he did that, there would literally be no way for her to get out safely. He will blackmail her about exposing her secret and make her do ecchi things with him. 

She would have no choice but to let him have his way with her. If she resisted, he would end up exposing her secret. Although very few people would believe in cannibalism.

And if he doesn't stop with his treatment soon, she herself would have no choice but to take Ryan's life which will only put her in danger. Yeah. she's a devil, she's strong, but she can't go against the world government, the Trait organizations, the Royal families on her own.

Before Ryan could hand her his sweaty, full of blood T-shirt, a System notification appeared in front of his eyes.

< You have killed 21 humans by boiling them ALIVE. Gained 1000+ [1K+] Exp >

'Come on. Don't highlight that.'

< You have gained a Passive asset: Human Killer. Every time you fight with a human, you will have 42% more chances of winning the battle. And all of your stats will be incremented by 21% while facing a human being. >

< Massacre more than 21 humans to upgrade your Passive Asset: 1 >

'What the hell is wrong with this System? It's telling me to kill humans to get stronger?' well… it's given. But that's not the main concern right now.

"Here. Take this." As soon as his words escaped from his mouth, Ayami's expressions changed.

She now had a surprised, shocked look on her face. 'He- He speaks Japanese?!' she was dumbfounded. 

"Come on, here, take this, take off your shirt and wear this T-shirt. Let's get the hell out of here."

She was still shocked by Ryan's words. She found it hard but accepted the reality as it was. She hesitantly grabbed Ryan's T-shirt from his hands. 

'It's… covered in blood.' she thought.

"Sorry, it's covered in blood. But we have no other choice, please wear it. I can't get you out of here the way you are dressed right now." 

After hearing that, she took a look at her shirt. She saw her two big boobs clearly visible to anyone who sees. A blush formed around her cheek.

"C- can you please turn around….?"

"Hm." Ryan turned his head around.

Ayami quickly took off her torn shirt and threw it on the ground. She pulled Ryan's tee down her body. It was slightly oversized for her. 

"Done," she called.

Ryan turned around, 'Man…. short girls in oversized tees are the best.' Ryan thought with lust in his eyes. It didn't take much time for it to disappear when the thought of his ex-girlfriend came to his mind.

'Fuck. why her?' he did have one of his fantasies to see Erin's short, cute body in his XL T-shirt. But…. of course, that fantasy was soon turned into a trauma.

"Ayami, right?"

"Huh? Why do you know my name?" she asked, "No way, are you a-"

"See, shut your mouth. Don't create any misunderstanding, it's our first meeting." Ryan said roughly.

With an orange glint in her eyes, she turned her eyes away, 'That doesn't tell how do you know my name though.' she thought.

"I am sorry." Ryan realized his mistake, "I am just trying to help you."

"Help me?" She asked with a bitter expression.

"Can you stand up?" Ryan asked, already knowing the answer to his stupid question, "I will help you walk. I will lend my shoulder." 

"Wh- what-?" she crossed her arms around her chest. She was still blushing.

"But still." Ryan walked towards her, "What in the hell happened to your foot?"

The blush over her face disappeared, "I- that- it just…. Zombies!"

'Obvious lie.' Ryan spotted it at once.

"Zombies went for my foot and-"

"Well," Ryan activated his blood fists, "If the zombies did really get your foot then I guess…. I will have to kill you right here right now."

"Hah?! Are you- you serious?!" she staggered. 

"You know what happens if a zombie bites you, right?" 

'Tch. how do I tell him it doesn't matter to a Devil?'

"I will have no choice but to kill-"

"I did it." she was looking down, "I used my Trait and tried to…."

"Tried to?"

"Eat my…. Eat my own foot..."

'Eh? That was not something I wanted to hear…..' Ryan regretted asking.