Jilly, Finish The Job

"Eighteen hundred points?! And the missions start at ten points?! How many points do you have?" I asked in exasperation.

"None," Jilly said, still not looking at me, and I threw my hands in the air.

"What do you mean none?! How am I supposed to collect that much MP?!" I will have to do missions for a month straight!" I complained, and Jilly sighed and turned to me.

"I am sorry, I really didn't care about anything at that point and was willing to go be Doa cleaning slave, but then I met you and chased you. Now we are here, and you are cleaning me, so I am sorry," Jilly said, and I relaxed and let out my own sigh.

This was not what I had expected, or really what I needed on my plate right now, but I cared a lot about Jilly, so I would make it work. She was the first girl that I met when I got here, and even though she had tried to eat me, she had become an indispensable part of my team.

"Okay, can you roll over and start explaining how the ranks and

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