“Sorry, it was our mistake! Please don’t do anything rash!”
“Asher! What are you standing there for, apologize now!”
Unexpectedly, Asher’s two companions rushed over to grab Sam, preventing the steel pipe in Sam’s hand from smashing down on Asher’s head.
Asher seemed to be petrified with fear, slumped on the ground, motionless, just staring blankly at them.
“Do you guys think you’re cool? To me, you’re just bullies picking on the weak, nothing but rogues.”
Sam looked at Asher indifferently, easily shaking off the two who were holding him.
It was at this moment that Asher finally snapped back to reality.
“Don’t hit me, I… I’ll tell you everything I know.”
Sam looked at Asher without a word. He could give him another chance, but his patience was limited.
Asher hesitated for a moment: “But you can’t say that it was me who told you.”
Sam’s response was cold. “Do you think you’re in a position to negotiate?”
This situation was unfamiliar to Asher, but it seemed he had no choice but to accept it.
He sighed. “It’s… Brody.”
“Who is Brody?”
Sam frowned, unfamiliar with the name.
Asher hurriedly explained.
“You don’t know the name of our school’s student council president?”
“I’ve never paid attention. But why would the student council president send you to deal with me?”
As the student council president, to use such means against him, and not even showing up in person. Was this a way of shirking responsibility or contempt? Contempt to the extent that he thought Sam wasn’t worth his personal effort?
Asher continued.
“Brody is the president of our student council. When he approached us, I was also surprised.
But he just answered me with one sentence: he’s about to graduate and go to college, and he doesn’t want someone like you… a fly buzzing around Angel.”
So it was because of Angel?
But in the game’s storyline, Sam hadn’t noticed this aspect.
Was it because he was only focused on conquering the female leads and neglected other plot points and settings? Or, was all this specifically designed to increase the difficulty for Sam?
Sam looked at Asher. “What if I said, to let you go, you have to deal with this Brody? Would you do it?”
Asher’s eyes widened at Sam’s words.
“Are you crazy? Do you know who Brody is? His family is incredibly powerful, rivaling even the Angel family. Rather than going against Brody, I’d prefer to be beaten to death by you right here!”
Seeing Asher’s intense reaction, Sam realized it was impossible to sow discord among them. However, this incident was not without its gains; at least it made Sam understand that the dangers in his life didn’t just come from the female leads.
“Alright, I get it,” Sam said.
Asher watched the handsome yet seemingly insane youth cautiously. “I’ve said everything I should and shouldn’t have. We can go now, right?”
It seemed like a bit of arrogance was necessary to not seem like they had lost.
Sam couldn’t care less about their trivial pride. “Are you guys seriously injured? Need any medical expenses?”
Asher and his friends became alert instantly. “It’s not serious… nothing major, we don’t need it.”
They wouldn’t dare ask Sam for money! Having seen his fierce demeanor earlier, they even thought they wouldn’t leave alive today.
Hearing their response, Sam chuckled. “Alright then, I got a bit hurt. Each of you give me some money for medical expenses.”
Asher and the others stared at Sam with their eyes wide open, shocked. It seemed like this was the first time someone had asked them for money.
Sam looked at them as if it was only natural. “What? Doesn’t mental distress count as damage? Besides, my hand still hurts. Hurry up, are you giving it or not?”
“Sure!”
Sam counted the money right in front of them, then left the abandoned park. The three left behind lost all their previous swagger, looking utterly disheveled.
The short student looked at Asher. “Boss…”
“Snap.” Asher lit a cigarette and sighed.
The short student hesitantly looked at Asher. “Boss, what do we do now? This won’t be good to report back. Brody, the student council president, will definitely blame us.”
Asher took a couple of deep drags on his cigarette, looking into the distance. “Of course, I know he won’t be satisfied! But Sam is not easy to handle. However, he’ll soon be done for because of today’s actions.”
“Why?” the short student asked curiously.
Asher gave a sly smile. “Sometimes, taking a small loss is a good thing. Although we got beaten up today, it will draw Brody’s attention… So obviously, Brody will use even tougher measures against him. So this Sam… is finished.”
…
Sam had no idea what Asher and the others had said. He just felt exhilarated, with a tinge of concern.
The sudden appearance of an unexpected ‘villain’ in his life was unsettling, potentially impacting his plans significantly.
But as the saying goes, ‘Face challenges head-on and adapt to overcome obstacles. He just needed to stick to his plan.
…
“Hi, aren’t you working today? You’re back so early?”
While waiting for the elevator, Sam unexpectedly encountered Zoe, who appeared to have just finished work.
Zoe was neatly dressed in her uniform, her hair tidily arranged behind her head.
She seemed to have forgotten the ambiguous moment they shared the other night, her expression very natural.
Sam nodded. “I don’t have to work part-time today… You finished work early too.”
Zoe, with a hint of flirtation, brushed her forehead hair. “Yeah, what a coincidence. Seems like I have a strange fate with you, Sam.”
“Maybe so, haha…” Sam smiled.
The two quietly waited in the elevator, seemingly out of topics to discuss.
Unexpectedly, when the elevator reached their floor, it jolted violently. Sam braced himself, thinking something unusual was about to happen.
But to his surprise, Zoe, seemingly startled, let out a scream.
“Ah!”
Instinctively, she moved closer to Sam, almost subconsciously clinging to his arm.
As a man, Sam couldn’t be too harsh in such a situation; after all, it seemed like a normal reaction to be worried and scared.
However, coincidentally, the spot on his arm that Zoe grabbed was where he had been hurt recently.
Sam winced in pain, frowning.
The elevator settled and the doors opened normally.
But Zoe didn’t immediately let go. Instead, she looked at Sam strangely.
“Are you hurt?”
Her expression was hard to describe, not entirely worried, nor angry.
Sam nodded slightly. “Just a minor injury on my hand… it’s nothing.”
“Let me see!”
