"Sharon! Help me find a job!" I blurted out to my sister, who shot me an are-you-out-of-your-mind look.
"You think it's that easy, huh?" she asked, arms crossed.
"I mean... yeah, why not?"
"You're a man, idiot," she scoffed.
"All the more reason why I say making money is easy. As a man, I'm strong and more focused than a woman. Getting a job shouldn't be a problem."
She let out a sigh and shook her head. "I forgot you lost your memories. Listen, here dummy. Men are inferior in this world. Finding employment is nearly impossible for your gender. If you really want to make money, your only real option is to join the Hunters' Guild. But they only hire people ranked from D to S. However, most men are stuck at F or E rank. At best, you could work for a hunter-maybe as a laundry boy or something. But that would barely earn you five gold coins a month." She narrowed her eyes. "Tell me, with that kind of income, how do you expect to pay off a debt of five hundred gold coins?"
I went silent, my mind racing. Then it hit me. That dude from before-the one who sent me to this world-had said he'd enjoy watching me realize how wrong I was for saying women are weak. That bastard! I bet he's laughing at me right now.
But no matter. I'll find a way to turn this around. I'll show that damn god-or devil, whatever he is-that I'm far superior to women.
"So, uh... who do we owe all that money to, sis?" I asked.
"It's Mrs. Rembrandt. An A-rank hunter who owns a shop just around the corner. She said if we don't pay her back, Mom and I will become her slaves for life."
"That's insane! I can't let that happen!"
"Duh... How many times do I have to remind you that there's nothing you can do?"
"You're wrong. I won't just accept this and give up. I'll find a way. Alright, sis, see you later!" I said, waving a hand.
She grumbled, arms still crossed. "You know... I liked you better when you were just a quiet nerd. Now you talk too much-it's getting on my nerves!"
"You'll get used to it! Bye!"
"Don't get lost, you idiot!"
"I'm smarter than I look. I won't get lost in a neighborhood like this."
As I walked, I took in my surroundings. The streets were filled with men mopping floors in shops while women strutted around in high heels, clearly the ones in charge. When I heard I'd be reincarnated, I thought I'd end up in some typical fantasy world without technology. But this world was different. There were cars, streetlights-everything my old world had, except most things ran on mana instead of fuel.
Then, suddenly-
[First Quest: Make one MILF submit to you]
[Reward: Charisma]
[Time limit: 24 hrs]
[Failure to complete the task would result in rank deduction]
What the hell?! Only 24 hours? Where am I supposed to find a MILF? And given how men are treated here, how the hell am I supposed to make one of these boss ladies submit to me?
And the penalty-if I fail, I'll drop from D rank to E. The absolute worst rank.
No way. I need to rank up, not down.
I tapped on my skill slot, opening my system interface. A bunch of skills appeared-but all of them were locked, except for one: MILF Detector.
I activated it.
Something insane happened.
Numbers appeared above people's heads, just like in a video game. Most women around me had "MILF" written above them, along with a number.
So many MILFs... I almost lost my mind!
But what do these numbers mean?
[Explanation: Strong men are scarce in this world. Women are too proud to sleep with men below their rank.]
[As a result, most women are sexually frustrated. The numbers represent their frustration levels (SF).]
[The higher the SF number, the more desperate they are.]
Mind. Blown.
So because I'm only D-rank, these strong women won't even look at me?
[Exactly. And if word got out that a high-ranking hunter slept with a low-ranking man, she could face penalties from the Hunters' Guild.]
"What?! That makes my mission even harder! Is there any way I can rank up fast?"
[By completing the tasks I assign you, you can level up.]
"Damn it! These tasks are impossible!
But wait... if I find a woman with a high SF number, I might actually have a chance. The more sexually frustrated she is, the easier she'll be to seduce."
Now this... this I can work with.
"Watch me, system lady. I'm gonna complete this task before you know it!"
I was pumped. Not only could I level up, but I'd finally get to use my rod of judgment to punish these arrogant women!
I wandered through the streets, scouting for women with high SF numbers. Most ranged from 79 and below. I hesitated to approach anyone, but I kept searching until it got late.
Then-just as I was about to give up-I spotted a woman walking into a shop.
SF level 89.
That's insanely high.
Target acquired.
I smirked and followed her inside.
The moment she saw me, her eyes widened. "Asher! You're finally awake?"
Huh? She knows me? Well, of course, she does.
"Uh... yeah," I chuckled, forcing a smile as I scratched the back of my neck.
"That's good news. That means your mom will be paying back my money soon."
Wait. Is she the rank A woman my family owes 500 gold coins to?! What was her name. Mrs Rembrandt.
"Uh... sure. Actually, I was wondering if you could, you know, employ me. I just want to help repay the debt."
She tilted her head, studying me. "The work here is pretty tough for a man. I usually only hire strong women capable of lifting heavy loads. But..." She sighed. "For you, I suppose I can make an exception. Come tomorrow morning, and you can start working."
"YES!"
I jumped with excitement.
Just wait and see, woman! That ass you so much wiggle around when walking will soon be mine and my rod of judgment to do as we please.
This was finally my chance to smash my very first MILF in this world.
Tbc