Riley Ross,Chapter 151: A Tooth,Romeru,LemonHaven

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: A Tooth

"Huh..."

Fajar was now fully in front of his desk, and had probably been staring at his screen for more than an hour now—and it was still showing the same thing as before.

An input bar and a single question.

[Who do you want to die?]

Fajar had already typed the name of his younger sister a few minutes ago, but then quickly erased it just in case this was a real site.

...But it shouldn’t be, right?

He checked the post back on Reddit, but it was already deleted by the mods. And while Fajar probably wasn’t the only person to see the post, it was likely he was the only one who actually clicked on the dubious site.

Should he just put the name of someone he hated? He had already searched social media for the person who used to bully him, and the man was still pretty much the same, and he even had videos of him doing violent pranks on people, and worse, he was doing it for a measly ten views.

"Hmm..."

Well, alright then.

Fajar shrugged and, without thinking about it anymore, placed the name of the person who used to bully him. He hesitated a bit before pressing enter, even closing his eyes when he finally did so.

But nothing happened. He was just taken to another part of the website, which was now asking for more details as to why he wanted the person to die, and why the person actually deserved to die. There was also an option to attach files and images... perhaps for proof?

This part was much easier for Fajar. He only documented all the times he and the other people were bullied by the woman, and he also posted several links of the violent pranks she had been doing to people.

And maybe calling them violent pranks

was actually wrong, because what she was doing was already a crime. Other people have been put on trial for less, and Fajar thinks that the only reason she was getting away scot-free was that she was a woman... and was also the daughter of the local mayor.

Without even any hesitation, he pressed submit.

And as soon as he did so, he was taken to another page which told him that his request was being confirmed and processed. Fajar narrowed his eyes, waiting for a few seconds before shaking his head.

He was about to put his PC to sleep, but then it suddenly said that his request had been approved.

Fajar stared at the screen with wide eyes, not expecting for something else to appear at all. He checked the details that were being shown on the screen—and it truly was the woman she entered. They even had her address and all of that, as well as the names of her family members.

He then saw the check box, slowly hovering his mouse to click it before pressing <CONFIRM>.

Fajar leaned away from his desk, biting his finger before standing up and spinning in place. He didn’t actually believe that it was real—but what if it really was?

And if it was, then wouldn’t Darkday immediately get caught by doing this?

In a world where Whiteking existed, he would easily be able to pinpoint the location of Darkday’s domain—or does Darkday have a way to elude even the Whiteking?

Anyway, it was twenty-four hours, and it probably wasn’t real in the first place.

As for the VIP offer, why would he even want to put his own info in their system?

And so, with a scoff and a shrug, Fajar turned off his monitor and just went on with his life.

***

"Land!"

A couple more hours had passed, and Riley had finally successfully landed the plane at Siargao Airport. The others didn’t even feel any shake at all, a testament to what a great pilot he was.

Bella, as always, was the first to jump from the plane to hug the ground. Tanisha was about to reprimand her again, but just chose to shake her head and carry her bags out, even carrying Hannah’s bag despite her already refusing.

Pauline’s parents were the second group to leave the plane, immediately snapping some photos even though there was nothing on the horizon but trees and greenery.

"Honey! Come, take a photo beside that!"

"Dad... that’s a bottle recycling bin."

"Wow... do we have that in the US?"

"W-we do, Dad."

"Wow. Take a picture with it with mom!"

Pauline closed her eyes, accepting her fate at this point that her parents were going to be like this the entire time they were in the Philippines. Still, a small smile crept on her face as she followed her mother to the recycling cage.

"Touchdown!" Gracey and her mother were the next to step out of the plane, with Gracey leaping out and quickly posing with a peace sign with her dress still fluttering loosely in the air, urging her mother to take a photo of her. "Mother! Take a photo of my first step in the Philippines."

"This isn’t your first time in the Philippines," Lorraine said, sighing but still pulling out her phone to take a photo of her daughter.

"What? What do you—"

"Smile!"

Gracey’s face twitched as the flash of the camera blasted straight at her eyes. But of course, to Lorraine’s surprise, Gracey was actually still able to neatly pose for the photo. Lorraine was about to leave to see if Diana and the others needed anything, but Gracey pulled Bella and Pauline and asked Lorraine to take photos again.

Fortunately for her, Hannah and Tomoe stepped out of the plane next.

"I’ll take that for you, Mrs. Gray. You can join them if you want?"

"Just Lorraine, please. And I’ll just see if your mother needs help with something," Lorraine said, sighing as she handed her phone to Hannah to find Diana.

"You can join them," Tomoe suggested. She was about to take the phone from Hannah, but Hannah rolled her eyes and lightly pushed Tomoe forward.

"You join them."

"But they’re your friends, and—"

"Excuse me?!" Gracey pointed at Tomoe as soon as she heard that. "You’re telling me we’re not your friends?!"

"I..." Tomoe blinked a couple of times. She was about to say something else, but the final members of the Baby Crew finally stepped out of the plane. Lorraine’s phone floated away from Hannah’s hand by itself.

Hannah didn’t even look back. She just grabbed Tomoe’s hand and dragged her to the rest of the group while the phone remained floating in the air.

"W-wait for us!" V waved her hand, trying her best not to use her powers to rush to where the others were. "Riley, faster!"

"There is no need for me to be faster than I am already moving, V."

Riley, however, took his time to step down the stairs.

"I am the one controlling the phone, and therefore I will be the one who will ultimately decide when the photo will be taken."

"Jesus..." Hannah shook her head. "Riley! If you don’t fucking come here in two seconds, I will—"

Riley quickly flew to the rest of the group before Hannah could even finish her words.

"I pressed the record a few seconds ago," he said. "Now, whoever is going to watch the video in the future would know of your apparent brashness, Sister."

"Like I fucking care." Hannah raised both her middle fingers at the phone. "Baby Crew for life!"

"Fuck yeah!" Gracey also raised both her middle fingers, and Bella followed next. V, although hesitant, giggled while copying everyone else.

Pauline, well, she glanced at her parents first before copying the others. Tomoe didn’t seem to have any problem with it at all—in fact, she seemed to be more comfortable than the others despite the stoic look on her face as she raised her middle fingers.

As for Riley, he didn’t do it at all and just stood there as the camera flashed.

"Baby Crew for life!"

"Huh..." Tanisha shook her head while staring at her daughter. "...What in the devil has gotten into children these days?"

***

Back in Indonesia, Fajar was getting ready to leave to meet up with some friends—and had actually completely forgotten about the fact that he had just entered someone’s name on a dubious website.

He got dressed, took the keys to his bike, and then stepped out of the door of his apartment like it was any other day.

"Huh...?"

He almost tripped, however, when he saw a tiny box sitting right in front of his apartment door.

It was a shiny black box, almost like an engagement ring box.

He raised an eyebrow, scanning the hallway for a moment before picking up the small box and opening it without thinking.

And there, inside...

...was a tooth.