BCJ, Chapter 55: Yoga

Ana was able to do 111 sit-ups in a row, which was a new record… But not enough to make any more money off it. By the way, I did check with Infinity and they said: [Only consecutive repetitions will count towards the current limitations of your bodies. The time limit is 30 seconds between repetitions.]

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BCJ, Chapter 54: Binge Reading

Okay, I really need to stop doing that. I was just about to go downstairs and work out, but my muscles felt a little sore… So I procrastinated like always. Instead, I just kinda-sorta fucked myself a few times and then started reading a new webnovel. It only had 298 chapters… But it took me 30 hours to read it all!

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BCJ, Chapter 53: ‘Married’

“Goddamn it!” As I was freaking out upstairs, worried about existential threats, a gout of boiling water splashed on Michael’s left arm when he dumped the noodles into the water. Yeah, even with such great pasta-mastery, anyone can make stupid mistakes. Fortunately, there was only a large red mark across my forearm and no ‘real’ damage. It burned for a while, but eventually was just kinda irritating. The red mark didn’t go away though.

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BCJ, Chapter 52: Sleep

[Bank Balance: 12,175]

Even though they told me I wouldn’t get paid for creampies until my dick healed, my balance still went up by a hundred dollars for each time I casually fucked myself over the next two days. Yeah, I got super into a few stories, to the point that I did nothing other than binge read for hours at a time. As for sleeping… I couldn’t.

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BCJ, Chapter 48: Delivery

Inside the two boxes were identical laptops. Both black, with silver skulls in the middle of the back of the monitor. Skullware, a fancy gaming computer brand that I never could afford before. Of course, it’s not like it really matters that much. I was just in a rush, and they were about the same price as the normal computers, but with higher specs. The operating system was the same. They were already preloaded as well. I didn’t need to install anything special. I just had to wipe them down and clean them off, then hit the ‘power’ button and they were good to go.

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BCJ, Chapter 47: Cooking

“Pft, hahahaha~!” I couldn’t help laughing as I watched ‘Michael’ performing those stupid martial-arts looking movements. On the other hand, when I saw Ana doing the same thing, it seemed so graceful and sexy… Probably because she was naked, but she was also more flexible and her steps were a hell of a lot lighter.

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BCJ, Chapter 46: ‘Services’

Finally, [Services]. In case you were wondering, no, there weren’t prostitutes. Regular maids and robots sure, but no whores. At least, no one had that in their job description. Though there were some really fucking weird things. Like this one girl who literally cleaned up dead bodies, human or otherwise. Or this woman who sold freshly baked bread for 500 dollars a loaf. She delivers it from her private yacht… The weirdest thing was that she actually had a lot of customers booked, though almost every profile was private. The only one I could see was a girl in cat-ear Japanese cosplay?

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