My Pick Up Artist System - Chapter 296

After Ben’s artistic d*cksplay…Camila and Annabelle laid there, exhausted and covered in Romero dressing…

However, other than certain districts on the west coast of the United States, this world wasn’t one that allowed people to walk around in that state outside…

As such, the three had to clean up eventually and when they did, Camila noticed Ben’s grinning, satisfied expression as he walked to the bathroom, and narrowed her eyes. She realized that every time she’d seen this villain in recent weeks, he’d gotten her into bed! Yet, what annoyed her most wasn’t even that, but that he was also sleeping with other beauties! Where’d this bastard get the balls?!?

From a system.

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She didn’t know that though…

So, with Ben gone, the Latina realized this was an opportunity to elude his influence, as she glanced at Annabelle who was putting on socks while humming a tune…

Camila’s face became serious. “Do you really not have an issue with this?”

“Huh?” The blonde glanced at her.

Camila pointed at the bathroom. “That bastard is sleeping with so many women… I mean, do you like him?”

Annabelle nodded. “I like him.”

Camila had expected that answer. Although it irritated her as much as anything else, she’d figured it out by now from how Annabelle acted around him. Yet, that was also the problem. “Then, how can you just accept things so easily?”

The blonde gazed at her as if not comprehending the dilemma, but soon showed a warm smile, realizing what was troubling Camila. “In this world, there are lots of things you can hate and even turn into your enemy…but if there’s nothing you can do about it, isn’t it better to accept things? If you want to live happy and free, how can you do that when you’re controlled by emotions and the thoughts of others?”

“This…” Camila gawked, stupefied… She didn’t expect the blonde to say such a thing.

Then, after wrapping an arm around the Latina’s shoulder, Annabelle peered up at the ceiling. “I used to take odd comfort in the knowledge that the sun will last another 5 billion years or so… Then I found out the amount of energy emitting from the sun will make the earth uninhabitable in about 900 million years. At the time, I thought, ‘Well, sh*t.’”

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Camila waited for what felt like an eternity for Annabelle to finish her thought, but she only rubbed the Mexican girl’s back and stared upwards…

Finally, the Latina grimaced. “Is that it? No follow-up?”

Annabelle glanced at her before raising her eyebrows. “Do you think there’s a place that delivers pineapples at this hour?”

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Camila put her head down in her hands, defeated… She didn’t know how to talk sense with this girl.

Soon, Ben came out of the bathroom, leading Annabelle to stand up and raise her hand, as she stared at him with glowing eyes.

It took Ben a second to realize what she was doing and point to her… “You…go ahead.”

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Annabelle bounced on her feet, along with her massive jugs, happy that she was selected… “Can I take a shower?”

“Sure.”

She started skipping and soon passed Ben, entering the bathroom. Both he and Camila stared at the closed door when she left, feeling the room lost something with her absence, though in return, it gained something too–a semblance of sanity…

Wrapped in a white towel, Ben sat down next to Camila who’d put her clothes back on by now. The two exchanged silent glances for a moment, leading to Ben releasing a nervous chuckle and her snorting and looking away. Both of them were aware that their relationship, was a strange one…

The Latina in particular was bothered by it, having never experienced a boy taking advantage of her in such a way. She always felt like she owed Ben payback, but why was it that every time she came to serve justice, she only ended up worse off? In his bed once again…

Then, Camila remembered why she was there in the first place, and smirked. ‘No, I’ll get him this time. Because with this move, there’s nothing he can do! Because he dug this hole himself!’

Assuming the role of an actress, she put on a worried and fearful expression as she turned back to Ben, even putting her hand on his wretched knee… “You remember I said I came here to talk to you?”

He lifted an eyebrow when she touched his leg out of nowhere. “Yea?”

“…Well, that…it’s quite a big thing.”

Ben spread a wide grin. “Thank you!”

…

She slapped his arm. “Not that, Bendejo!”

He shrugged because it was too late. He’d already taken it as a compliment…and wouldn’t give it back…

However, as her face remained solemn, he realized she had something important to say, so he listened with attention.

Gazing at him, she released the bomb at last. “I’m pregnant.”

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Ben picked his ear with his finger. “Cum again?”

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She scowled. Everything this fool did irked her… “I said…I’m pregnant!”

Now, he stared at her for a long time, before channeling Maury. “Are you sure…I’m the father?”

“Tch, I’m a lesbian, who else would be the father?”

He narrowed his eyes, as if deep in contemplation on the question. “God?”

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Ben really didn’t have a better answer, since he knew one thing for certain—he couldn’t be the father!

[Kegel Contraceptive Switch(Skill Book, Rare) – By holding a kegel squeeze of your pelvic floor muscles for 5 seconds, can switch on and off your sperm’s ability to impregnate a woman. A custom skill of the Perverted Divine Alchemist]

This was a skill Ben always kept activated so if he was sure of one thing, it was that what she was saying wasn’t possible! Hence, he probed for more information. “Are you certain?”

Camila sighed as she buried her face in her hands, closing her eyes and looking troubled. “Yes, I took two pregnancy tests and even went to the gynecologist. I’m certain! This baby’s yours!”

Her firmness only made Ben more confident of one thing—she was lying!

Yet, why? He pondered it and remembered Beluga mentioned something about women using this technique: telling men they were pregnant in order to avoid breaking up or baiting them into marriage. However, Ben didn’t believe either of those was Camila’s reason, because he could see her attraction level hadn’t changed from invalid! She was still a lesbian! So then, what could it be…

At that moment though, his body language reading ability caught something, a tiny twitch at the corner of her lips, and he realized what was going on–she was fighting off a smile… That is to say, she found this funny! She was trolling him! She wasn’t pregnant at all!

Ben was right…

He kept finishing inside of her every time, and she kept having to spend money on Plan B pills… Those were f*cking expensive!

She was running out of spending money!

So how could Camila not get pissed? She grumbled about it every day! Until finally, she came up with the perfect way to get revenge, no, even better—to win! She’d tell him she was pregnant!

Camila considered it a checkmate. After all, with what he’s been doing, it was very believable to have this outcome. On top of that, it was a perfect plan because there was no way out for him! If he wanted her to get an abortion? She’d say: “Sorry, I’m religious.” This baby was a nuclear weapon, and she’d hang it over his head until she got what she wanted!

As for what that was… If he expected her to become the mother of his child, wouldn’t he have to treat her better? To get close to her? Then, she could tell him about how sad she was about the status of their relationship… How sick she felt whenever she thought about that video and school transcript he kept on her…

In other words, she could trick him into giving the blackmail back!

In addition, it would be wonderful revenge! She’d make sure to torture his emotions with it! After all, he was only an 18 year old boy. How could he be ready to deal with this? Camila laughed inside as she imagined how this would break him. ‘Will it shock him silent? Will he shiver in fear? Will he scream out?’ She turned to him, expecting to savor in his desperate and lost expression.

Except, what she saw wasn’t that—but a face of exuberant joy!

“I’m going to be a father!”

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Ben opened his arms and wrapped them around her! Pulling her into a tight hug!

Then, his hands wandered, exploring her arms, waist, and tight butt…pretending to be lost in emotion…

Meanwhile, his face hid an evil smirk… ‘You wanted to play with poison…but you’ve run into a Poison Dragon…’

Camila wanted to troll him by pretending to be pregnant? Tremendous! He’d take it to eleven! He was planning to troll her back!

Ben pretended to shake with joy as he yelled, “We’re going to be such a happy family!”

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Camila’s jaw dropped…not understanding his reaction at all…

Then, Ben pulled back from her and gazed into her eyes…

His pupils were moist…

His bottom lip was quivering…

His chest was heaving…

Camila couldn’t believe it. “Oh my God…tears of joy?”

Except she was wrong, he was fighting to hold back laughter.

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He did manage to get a few words out though. “It’s baby season!”