Chapter 20

Mission impossible: Make Claire Squirt

(Ping! Constructed a castle and unlocked a hidden task!] (Ping! Constructed a watchtower and gained
a startling discovery.) (Ping! Status: Hidden Task Task: Make Claire squirt. Rewards: Understanding
girls. Penalty: Discord amongst the girls.] “Wait, w-what the fuck!!!” Damien jumped up from the foam
board. He had just woken, woken up to the system which he thought had broken. It seemed like, now
he knew why the system took time to update. Of course it was to mess with him. “No way that is
happening. Make Claire squirt? What kinda mission is this!!!” He was raising his voice. He knew he
shouldn’t, he might wake the actress up. “Isn’t that like saying rape her? Never!!! If it had been Jada or
Ayisha, I might be able to find my way somehow. But Claire… Nah.” He stood up and began to pace
the scanty room. He couldn’t wrap his head around anything sensible. He flipped out the system
window. “Reward, Understanding girls.” “If I successfully carry out the mission, I’ll kinda understand
what girls want? Wait –” He thought of it for a while. “Does it mean that this system is really trolling me?
Is this another way of saying that I can never understand girls?”

He chuckled. Truth be told, he didn’t know what was funny. The reflex of his brain must be defected.

“Know what? Challenge accepted. Let’s do this.”

He walked out the room, striding through the elevated floorboards which isolated the living room from
the rest of the rooms. He climbed down a five-stairs staircase.

The inside of the castle was built such that. The living room was in the center of the house. There were
stairs to three corners, and above the staircases were the ten rooms, scattered around. The last corner
which had no stair case held the passage to the kitchen etcetera. “Where is she? Did she really leave?”
He observed the living room, it was swept, but Allison wasn’t in sight. Usually, she would be in the
kitchen trying to wind up something.



“Maybe you were a little harsh on her, bruh.” He scolded himself. After checking her room and looking
around, yet unable to find her, he decided to set out for the mission. ‘Make Clare Squirt

IF SHE REALLY LEFT, MAYBE SHE FEELS LIKE THAT WAS THE BEST THING FOR HER. EACH
OF THEM SHOULD BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE CHOICE THEY MAKE.

He thought. He slipped back to reality. In order to find the girls, he would have to activate one of the
recent skills he obtained. He flipped the system out and clicked on the JUNGLE NAVIGATOR skill. The
system pinged. (Jungle Navigator Deactivated.] “Deactivated?” He clicked on it again. (Jungle
Navigator Activated.]

Then he remembered that skills kick in as soon as they are obtained. Unlike features which have to be
activated. His instinct kept leading him till he got to a turn in an undergrowth. Then he saw numerous
green prints in the earth. “These must be their footprints.”

He concluded. He was right. The JUNGLE Navigator would leave green prints of whoever the host was
trying to locate. It would go on like that until the host had found the person or group. He was led
towards a cave. As soon as he got to the mouth of the cave, the system pinged. [Ping! Jungle Wits:
Safehouse of the girls.] The JUNGLE Wits feature told him. He was impressed by the efficiency of the
system. He was beginning to rely on it day by day. It was becoming a great part of him. After a few
moments of deliberation, he continued walking instead of going into the cave. One of the reasons was
that, the footprints still led him on. If they were in the cave, the footprints would had entered into it. He
looked at his back, he noticed what he could had missed; the prints fade off immediately he had tread
on them. Meaning he couldn’t go back and start afresh. So, he must keep focus.

Wandering for another few moments, he began to hear chatters, more of disagreement. He wanted to
run, but he couldn’t. If he did, he would be — Well, there might be a consequence for that too.





“There they are.”

He saw the girls standing before a large pond. “What are they doing?”

He tried to guess but he couldn’t. He observed the place.

[Ping! Jungle wits: Arrived at one of the three ponds of the jungle. Holds Fathead minnows, Koi,
Eurasian carps, Bluegill and other pond fishes.] “Oh, they trynna catch a fish.”

Mars Te Squirt

Damien looked around and found a long but slightly fat stick. He brought out a knife and used it to
sharpen the mouth of the stick, making it into a fishing peg.

[Ping! Jungle Wits: The scent of anise, garlic or salt attracts fishes.)

Damien looked around. He was very grateful to the system. He didn’t know how he would had survived
amongst tough girls like these if there was no system. He found an anise plant after strolling back for a
while. Then he walked to the pond.

“It’s Damien…”

“What’s he doing here?” “How did he find us?” Damien pretended as if he didn’t see the girls. He got to
the pond and squeezed the anise plant on the pond. Giving him much struggle, he decided to drop the
plant itself in the pond.

In the blink of an eye, a school of fish was seen struggling at the surface. Damien began to peg as
many as possible. Even though he wasn’t so good at fishing, he had once followed his grandpa to the
waterside.



Plus he could had activated a fishing skill in the system, but this wasn’t quite a big deal. After he had
caught as many breeds as possible, he stopped. He brought a foldable bag he carried with himself
always. A bag he had found the day he collected foam boards from the reefs. He packed as many and
decided to leave, without paying any attention to them.

“Didn’t he see us?” “He must be so proud.” “At least he met us here.”

He didn’t pay attention to whatever either of them said. After all, they were muttering amongst
themselves.

“Could you give us some?”

Mira spoke up. Damien halted and turned. Day by day, he was impressed by her. He strode back to the
group.

ALLISON WASN’T WITH THEM. BUT WHERE DID SHE GO?

He thought to himself.

“What are you ready to give?”

“Here we go again?” Claire rolled her eyes at his demand. Mira ignored.

“What do you want?”

The girls didn’t quite agree with Mira, Damien could tell by their widening eyes. But since they were
coward enough to be mute, he didn’t care.

pocs D’Make Claire Squirt

“Claire…”



Damien demanded.

“What!!”

The girls exclaimed. Damien walked towards Claire who warned, “Keep your distance.” But he didn’t
care. He kept going till he got her. He leaned towards her. She was too stunned by his boldness!

He grabbed her waist, he was becoming strong and burly. He plucked something from her waist.

“I want this! Give me this, and I’ll give you fish.” He held the thing up. It took Claire few seconds to get a
hold of herself. She probably thought he wanted to kiss her. “Give it back! I can’t trade that. It’s so
valuable to me. Your type wouldn’t know what –” “I thought as much. Amidst the struggle, you’ve
always kept it with you. It must be so important to you. Or did you think I’ll trade for something
useless?”. Claire struck him on the cheek at once. All the girls were shocked. Why shouldn’t they, they
couldn’t find a call for that action.

“Hey!!”

A voice came from the woods towards them. They all turned.

“Allison.”

Some girls muttered. Allison walked towards them.

“How dare you slap my boyfriend?” “What!!!”

Not only the girls were surprised, even Damien was. He didn’t know since when they started dating.
She got them and put her arm in Damien’s arm, pressing his elbow to the side of her big breast.
“Damien is my boyfriend.”

She declared.






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