The panel was displayed in front of him, and Iris was explaining what was on the screen. [I tapped into Sam's phone to find anything on it, but there was nothing. Just random games.]Perseus sighed. “You don't have to do that, Iris. The tournament is in a long time, and Sam has already bought the act.”[Yes, he already bought the act, but you still have the support of your fans. That's so cool.]Perseus smiled and grabbed Iris before placing her on his shoulder. “It is easier talking to you if you are on my shoulder.” Iris chuckled. [Sure.]Just then, Perseus felt glares piercing through him. He turned his head to find all of Risthan's glaring at him. “What?” Perseus inquired. “You're zoning out on us,” Eris uttered. “Are you alright?” Perseus nodded. “It wasn't that bad.” Ethan chimed. “The fans didn't go against you like we thought they would.” “I guess so.” The team began talking about other things while Perseus stared out the window. ******He pushed open the front door a

After dinner, the livestream was over. Perseus checked the number of points that he had accumulated during the livestream. The points were many. He was able to pay back Iris what he owed her. He had no idea that he had a debt that he was paying off. [That's why you don't slack off when you are calculating points.]Perseus frowned at Iris. “I feel like you are robbing me.” [You can earn more points by doing more live streams.][More cooking live streams.][Also, when was the last time you went to your restaurant? And when was the last time you gave them pasta?]Perseus ran his hand through his hair. “I thought there were some here that Eris could drive to the restaurant.” [There isn't.]Perseus sighed. “Fine, I will head to the restaurant tomorrow and make more pasta. Is that enough?” Iris nodded. [Definitely. More points get added from there, remember?]“Yes.” [Good.]He moved the panel to the side and found that the Lvl 5 was locked, as was the shop. “I can't believe I am stil

Perseus walked down the stairs, rubbing his neck. He had slept surprisingly well with Sherry in his bed. He wondered if she didn't sleep roughly, or perhaps it was because he had slept in first. He got downstairs, and the girls were down there waiting for him. There were a lot of boxes gathered in the living room. Sherry's eyes were practically glittering like she couldn't wait to open up the boxes and see what he ordered. He had no idea what was in there either. “What did you order?” Eris asked. “I thought you said we were going to get the stuff needed at home today.” “We are,” Perseus replied. “I just ordered those things last night. We can open it up together.” Eris and Sherry exchanged glances; they picked up one box each and began unwrapping it. Perseus walked over to them and sat on the ground next to them. Sherry was so expectant that she began thinking that Perseus had bought them for her. Eris was the first to open her box. Perseus glanced at her, but he was unable to

Perseus stared at her like he could see right through her soul, and that made her uneasy, but she refused to back down. Perseus could tell that she had always gotten what she wanted, as long as she asked for it. Now, she thought, she could just walk up to him and command him to do something for her. Not happening. “Sorry, I will pass,” Perseus responded. “It's not like you are that pretty anyway.” He mumbled. “What did you just say?” She bellowed, her teeth gritting in fury. “Did you just call me ugly?!”“Did I?” Perseus asked. “Young miss, I will drive you back home.” The chauffeur suggested trying to take her away before things escalated. “Did he just call me ugly?” She asked her chauffeur.The chauffeur shook his head. “Maybe you heard wrong, young miss.” “Now, you are calling me deaf!” Delinder yelled. “I'm going to say a word about you to my father, and he is going to get you fired!” [Poor man.]Delinder went all mad at her chauffeur and began yelling at him nonstop. The

Iris vanished into the thin air. Perseus wondered where Iris was going, but he was unable to ask. “It would be 50-25-25.” Sherry continued. “Perseus would take fifty percent, while we would take 25 percent. Of course, we will be the ones to find the job, but he will do the job.” “How exactly are we going to find these clients?” Eris asked, taking an ingredient off the shelves and shoving it into the cart. Sherry placed a finger on her chin. “Perhaps, online?” Perseus could see them from the corner of his eyes. Eris was yet to respond when a man appeared behind Sherry. He grabbed her by the arm and stared down at her. He was Geg, a notorious gangster. Sherry flinched when the man touched her. “Let go of me!” A grin spread across Geg’s face. “Our boss took a liking to you, and he would like you to meet him.”Perseus turned his head to look at the man who was speaking, and then more men walked in, trying to look intimidating. A terrified look appeared on Sherry's face as they sur