I am the New King in the Idol System

Chapter 4-One Star

Denver approached the cashier with a fierce face. Even though Thor Benedict was handsome, his tall stature and long hair frightened those who saw him. The piercing look in Thor's eyes made the cashier man tremble as a blond man stood proudly in front of him. Denver placed his bag on the floor, but made the man in front of him gulp.

“Hey, I need to use the restroom,” Thor said in a big, slightly raspy voice, making him sound sexy and manly.

“A-a...,” the officer replied nervously as he saw the long-haired man roll up the sleeves of his hoodie to his elbows. The tattoos of skulls and ferocious animals were clearly visible, which made his nerves shrink instantly.

Denver saw the cashier's 1-star move to half. His eyes were wide open.

'I'm just asking where the toilet is and scaring him even more! Crazy, am I this scary?' he screeched, biting his lower lip in exasperation.

Denver calmed his nerves and thought of other ways to increase the cashier's positive assessment of him.

“Hi, do you think... my tattoo is cool?” asked Thor trying to be friendly as he showed the tattoo on his right arm of a skull smoking a cigarette.

The man nodded nervously. Thor saw that half the stars had not moved up. He thought of another way to get the star to 5 and shine brightly. Fortunately, Denver Xander is a sociable person. It was because of the demands of the job that made him have to be smart to adapt to the environment and interlocutors even in terms of business.

“What about my hair? I think this long hair is a little annoying. It's just that I don't know where the haircut shop is around here. I'm a newcomer. I'm also a tattoo artist and an instructor at a fitness studio,” Thor said, making up his identity. Apparently, this made the cashier's tense face slowly fade.

Denver saw his star return to 1. He didn't expect his pleasantries to make a difference in the cashier's heart. Four more stars were needed to make the mission a success.

“I know a good men's haircut place near here. It's just that it doesn't open until 10am,” the cashier replied, starting to act friendly. It was as if her bad thoughts about the tattooed man were dispelled.

“Ah, that's a pity. What am I supposed to do until 10am?” replied Thor pretending to be confused.

“Th-there is an inn not far from here, with cheap rent. Perhaps, you can rest there while waiting for morning to come,” he replied nervously.

“Yes, that's a great idea!” replied Thor happily as he patted the man's shoulder. However, his touch was strong enough that the man almost fell over. “Oh, sorry, sorry. I was just having fun. People are afraid of me. I don't know what's wrong with me,” Thor said pretending to be sad.

“Yes, you're quite a friendly person,” the officer replied which made Thor's smile widen as his star became 2. Yes, it worked!

As Thor tried to raise his star rating, the store door was suddenly forced open. The cashier was shocked as a shelf of snacks fell to the floor. Some drunken youths were acting recklessly as they entered the store. Denver's eyes narrowed as he saw them throwing packaged food around while laughing. Denver thought seriously about taking advantage of a situation that might work in his favor.

“Hey! You have to pay for the broken food,” Thor said firmly pointing at the floor.

Suddenly, the action of the young men stopped instantly. They looked at the floor. The snack wrappers whose contents were scattered on the floor because they had deliberately stepped on them, were now littering the shop.

“Want to be a hero, huh? You're just like us!” one of the youths exclaimed to the laughter of his friends.

“Like you guys? Do I look like a fool stomping on food, laughing like a maniac and acting like a thug?” asked Thor, looking at the four teenagers sharply.

“He's insulting us!” exclaimed one of the caped youths pointing at Thor.

“Don't think we're afraid of you just because you're big and have a lot of tattoos! We can fight too!” replied the Mohawk-haired youth with bulging eyes.

Denver was instantly nervous as the young men walked up to him like they were asking for a fight. Denver looks in the mirror by the counter at his large frame. He was confident that Thor's power was big enough to keep them at bay. Denver clenched both fists, gathering all his strength in his two hands.

“Hargghh!” one of the young men shouted as he raised a fist.

Denver could see the movement. Quickly, he caught the fist and twisted it. The young man cried out in pain as his hand was held firmly, and his body was twisted.

'Wow, what's happening? My body is moving on its own!” screeched Denver surprised by the action.

“Pay for the damage you've done. Or, I will not hesitate to make your friend lose his hand,” Thor threatened.

In fact, Denver himself was stunned by the action. Thor's body seemed to respond to the threat quickly and took defensive action. Thor pushed away the body of the young man who roared in pain as his hands were still pulled back forcefully and his nape was gripped like it was about to be broken.

“O-Okay!” one of the youths replied and took several bills from his pants pocket.

Thor pushed the body of the young man he had taken hostage in exchange for the compensation money.

“Argh!” the youth shouted as he was pushed forcefully and almost fell over. Thor caught the roll of money thrown by one of the juvenile delinquents with one hand.

Denver glared at them sharply as the youths ran away from the store in terror. Denver then approached the cashier. However, as he was about to hand over the money, his hand seemed reluctant to let go. Denver's face contorted, his heart seemed to be fighting with Thor.

'Why is it like my hand won't give me this money? Agh, crazy! You thugs! It's not your money, Thor!' Denver screamed to himself.

“Sir, are you alright?” asked the cashier nervously.

“Yes, yes! It's just, wait a moment,” replied Thor frantically who then crouched down so that his figure was invisible.

The cashier looked confused by one of his customers. He was curious to look up from above. The cashier was surprised to see the burly man beating his hand that was holding the money firmly.

“Oh!” the cashier was surprised to see the long man suddenly stand up and hand over the shabby-looking money.

“Sorry, the money is so crumpled,” Thor said reluctantly with a smile.

“Thank you,” the cashier replied as he accepted the money and counted it. “Sir, the money they gave you was too much. I think you deserve the rest,” the man said, leaving Thor stunned.

Just as Denver was about to accept it because he needed the money, the star on the man's head turned into a 3. Denver paused for a moment and then shook his head with a smile.

“No, for you. You need to clean up the mess in this place. You've worked hard,” Thor said which made the star on the officer's head turn five and light up brightly.

Denver had no idea that his words would help him complete the mission. The officer looked pleased and quickly tucked the remaining money into his trouser pocket.

“You need to use the restroom, don't you? Here's the key,” the officer said, handing him a key and pointing him in the direction.

“Thank you,” Thor replied as he accepted the key and left. “Yes! I did it!” But, as he entered the toilet, his steps were stopped dead in his tracks. “Then... afterward? What should I do? Nano?” he asked confused.