Chapter 125 - 121: Time Flies When You’re Having Fun

Chapter 125: Chapter 121: Time Flies When You're Having Fun

Later In The Kitchen,

Whistle Sounds

Ricky whistled a cheerful tune as he crafted a plate of scrambled eggs so delicious, even he was surprised by the result.

Cooking was a skill he'd picked up in passing, but thanks to Alina, he'd acquired the Epic Cooking Skill but had underestimated its usefulness until now as these eggs smelled absolutely divine.

"Sh*t, this actually tastes good." Ricky muttered, caught off guard by his own culinary prowess.

He paused for a moment, the unexpected flavor bringing a flicker of pride to his face before his gaze drifted upward.

It was then that a long-forgotten mission, seemingly buried for the past three years, finally resurfaced.

Ignored and tucked away in the recesses of his mind, it now demanded his attention, as if waiting for this very moment to reappear.

Moving the eggs with his wooden spatula, Ricky didn't immediately receive the rewards but actually thought about it for more than five seconds.

'Honestly, I'd pick gacha, but Raven's powers seem way too useful.' Ricky mused, weighing his options.

He already had more than enough X-Genes to manage, but unlike his Barrier ability, this one didn't demand immense skill.

It was practical and low-maintenance, perfect for those convenient scenarios where it could make all the difference.

'Alright, choose Raven's powers and receive rewards.'

DING

(X-Gene) The Metamorph's X-Gene allows him to psionically alter his biological cells, enabling instant transformation into any human or humanoid form with precise duplication of physical and sensory details, including voice and scent. This advanced ability makes him a gene-shaper, capable of rewriting genomic instructions with unparalleled speed and accuracy.

(Legendary Weapon) Stormcaller's Glaive: This elegant glaive features a blade that crackles with stormy energy, and its haft is adorned with runes of thunder and lightning.

Abilities:

Lightning Strike: The glaive can summon powerful bolts of lightning to strike enemies, dealing electric damage and potentially stunning them.

Storm Shield: The user can create a protective barrier of swirling storm clouds that deflect projectiles and absorb energy attacks.

Tempest Dance: The glaive grants the wielder enhanced speed and agility, allowing them to move with the swiftness of a storm.

(Legendary Skill) Frostborn Resilience: The user's body becomes resistant to cold and ice, reducing the impact of freezing effects and low temperatures.

(Legendary Skill) Tracking Ring: A stunningly crafted ring bound to its wearer, granting the ability to pinpoint their exact location at any time, no matter where they are.

(Epic Item) Translation Ring: A ring that allows the wearer to understand and speak any language, facilitating communication with diverse cultures and species.

Ricky's eye twitched suddenly as he set the spatula down, a sharp thrum echoing in the back of his mind.

He'd been actively working on improving his intelligence, and now, he could feel the progress. It wasn't just a notion as he was genuinely getting smarter, the clarity in his thoughts becoming sharper with each passing moment.

Improving intelligence felt like a shift in how Ricky's mind processed the world around him.

It wasn't just about remembering more facts or solving puzzles faster, it was deeper than that.

His comprehension sharpened, allowing him to grasp complex ideas with ease that would have once taken hours of frustration when learning about them.

Patterns became clearer, connections between seemingly unrelated things started to click into place.

Conversations felt different too; sometimes he felt as if he could anticipate where someone's train of thought might lead or recall details that others forgot.

Even his problem-solving improved; not just finding solutions, but recognizing the best and most efficient path forward.

It was as if his brain had leveled up, rewiring itself to operate on a higher frequency.

Tasks that once felt overwhelming now seemed manageable, and as the fog of mental strain lifted, he could feel a sense of control and clarity that was undeniably empowering.

It was an unfamiliar, almost strange experience for Ricky, but the boost to his intelligence hadn't changed who he was at his core.

His signature sleazy smile slowly returned, a clear sign that the essence of Ricky Luciano remained untouched.

'I've got just the people for these rings.' Ricky thought, slipping the tracking ring into his inventory before pulling out the translation ring.

"Hey, gorgeous, how are you feeling?" Ricky asked, dumping the eggs onto the plate and turning around as it was then revealed that, all this time, he'd been wearing nothing but an apron.

"Tired," Raven huffed, her face buried in the couch cushion but as Ricky placed the eggs on the table, the delicious scent caught her attention, and she lifted her head.

Reaching out, Ricky held the plate just out of her grasp, teasing her until she sat up and glared at him. He refused to meet her eyes, his focus purposely averted.

"Thank you," Raven said, appreciating Ricky's hard work. Ricky turned to her, his signature sleazy smile spreading across his face.

"You're welcome." Ricky handed her the plate along with a fork and as she began to devour the eggs, Ricky casually slipped his arm around her, watching her intently as she ate.

"How are you feeling-"

"Oh my god, you made this?!" Raven exclaimed, covering her mouth in an attempt to hide the fact she was still chewing as she looked up at Ricky with wide, dazzled eyes, clearly impressed.

Ricky would later realize that, out of all the skills he had acquired from the system, those that made women quiver and others that fed his ego, the one that would prove most valuable was the cooking skill.

Because, in the end, it wasn't lust or even true love that won a woman's heart, it was food.

"Uh, yeah?" Ricky chuckled, caught off guard by her sudden reaction.

Raven, however, just glanced back at the plate and resumed devouring the scrambled eggs with such intensity that Ricky couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Do you want another serving-"

"Yes, please." Raven interrupted Ricky, abruptly shoving the plate into his chest, as if demanding that he hand over more right then and there.

Ricky simply laughed, sitting back up to serve her seconds, then thirds, feeding Raven until she finally laid contentedly on his lap, her hunger sated.

'This is new.' Ricky thought, effortlessly pulling Raven into his lap as she became like putty in his arms, completely relaxed now that she was full.

"Wow, that was amazing~" Raven murmured in a daze, rubbing her stomach contentedly as Ricky raised an eyebrow, his smile widening at the praise.

"I mean, how did you get the texture-Ricky?" Raven asked, her voice full of enthusiasm about the scrambled eggs.

But she stopped mid-sentence when she noticed Ricky slipping something onto her middle finger.

"It's nothing, just wanted to give you something, don't mind it," Ricky replied, brushing it off casually as he slid the tracking ring onto her finger as Raven stared at it, wide-eyed, processing what just happened.

To Ricky, it was just a tracker, a simple way to keep this little snake from slipping out of his grasp.

But to Raven, it was one of the most beautiful rings she had ever seen, its design catching the light in a way that made it seem almost magical.

The ring was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, its band sleek and polished, crafted from a dark, nearly black metal that gleamed with a subtle, mysterious sheen.

Intricate patterns of delicate silver filigree spiraled around the band, almost like vines, wrapping around a central gemstone.

The stone itself was a deep, rich blue, glowing softly in the light, with an almost otherworldly aura.

It wasn't overly flashy, but its elegance and quiet beauty made it stand out, drawing the eye without shouting for attention.

"I-Its beautiful." Raven muttered, her voice soft with awe. Her eyes locked onto the ring as she traced her finger along the delicate grooves, feeling the intricate designs beneath her touch.

It was then that she realized this was Ricky's first gift to her, and the thought left her momentarily speechless, a mix of surprise and something deeper stirring within her.

"If you don't like it-"

"NO-no, I love it." Raven almost shouted, immediately calming herself while looking back at Ricky and caressing his cheek.

"Thank you, really." Raven couldn't help but give Ricky a warm smile, kissing his lips passionately before his hands slowly slid down his waist.

"Ricky we just-"

"I'll make you dinner-"

"Take me~" Raven jokingly moaned, only for Ricky to immediately take her into a princess carry and head towards the guest bedroom.

"Sweet."

4 days later,

"What about other people you were throughout history?" Ricky wondered, actually shocked that Raven could've been other people in history.

"Florence nightingale, I took the identity of this nurse during the crimean war to make sure it played out as predicted." Raven revealed though RIcky had no idea who that was and merely nodded along.

"You have no idea who she is, don't you?" Raven laughed, her tone light and teasing as Ricky gently parted her hair behind her ears, his fingers brushing against her skin.

"Well, do you know who Ricky Freeman is?" Ricky asked, his voice playful yet curious.

Raven tilted her head, trying to recall if that name held any significance, wondering if it was someone personal in his life.

"That was my name before I was adopted by Lucky." Ricky explained with a laugh, watching as Raven's expression shifted to one of surprise, clearly taken aback by the unexpected revelation.

"You were adopted, I thought-"

"Lucky usually keeps it hush-hush since the orphanage meant a lot to me growing up, even if the caretaker was a total b*tch," Ricky lamented, a hint of bitterness in his voice and Raven smiled softly, but then her expression faltered, and a sad smile appeared on her face as she understood the deeper meaning behind his words.

"I was adopted too, way back by a nun." Raven revealed, her voice quiet but steady as Ricky looked at her, surprised by the sudden confession

"No way, are you religious-"

"No, no, I was abandoned in the woods, and she found me while doing missionary work." Raven sighed, resting her head on his chest as he stroked her hair thoughtfully.

"So, is that where you found God?" Ricky joked, but Raven simply looked down.

"No, I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time-" Raven's fingers trailed down his chest, but it wasn't Ricky who stopped her.

Growl

Raven's stomach suddenly growled, her face turning red as she tried to mask it with a smile, but it only made Ricky laugh.

"Alright, now it's my turn to wine and dine you."

15 minutes later,

"Oh my god." Raven covered her mouth after tasting his spaghetti sauce, and Ricky laughed, proud of his cooking.

"Good right, it's my maid's recipe, Isabella." Ricky hovered behind Raven, watching as she got lost in the sauce.

"T-This is the best spaghetti sauce I've ever had."

"Oh come on Raven-"

"No, I'm serious, Tiger." Raven grabbed his cheeks, wiggling them side to side before scooping up some more sauce.

"Here, have some." Raven smeared the sauce on his face, holding back a laugh as Ricky froze.

"You did not-"

"I did!" Raven cackled at her own actions, while Ricky licked his lips before suddenly lunging forward.

"N-No-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Raven squealed, running away, only for Ricky to scoop her up with one arm as she squirmed.

"R-RICKY!" Raven screamed with a smile as Ricky playfully smothered her mouth with the sauce, both of them laughing in each other's embrace.

The laughter slowly faded as their eyes met, and they leaned in to kiss, tumbling onto the floor in each other's arms.

20 minutes later,

Now lying in each other's arms, Raven huffed against his chest, both of them covered in sauce, laughing every now and then.

"When you said we were going to eat, I didn't think we'd eat it off of each other." Raven chuckled, looking up at Ricky who showed a sleazy smile.

"But that was the best part?" Ricky kissed Raven, their lips tangling in a small but invigorating dance before releasing.

"You're such a tease~" Raven purred, caressing his chin before leaning back in as Ricky couldn't help but add onto their banter.

"You bring it out of me~"

Kissing him once more, Ricky picked Raven up and gently placed her on the table as she looked up at him.

"Well, the spaghetti is ruined, so how about a sandwich?" Ricky pulled Raven closer, kissing her collarbone as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I could eat."

5 minutes later,

Naked and eating a meatball sub laced with the leftover sauce that wasn't smeared on them, Raven had no choice but to sit in Ricky's lap as he refused to let her go.

"Mmmmmh~" Raven pressed her hand to her cheek, letting out a delicate squeal as her taste buds danced with delight.

Ricky laughed, a little saddened that he didn't get to eat it off her body as she did a playful little dance in his lap before finishing the sub.

"Are you-"

"Go ahead." Ricky handed her his half-eaten sub, and she took it with a grin, eagerly munching down on it.

Gulp

"Oh my god, Ricky~" Raven suddenly whined, turning back to Ricky who was busy kissing her back.

"Hmmm?"

"The trial, it's in six hours!" Raven covered her mouth, realizing they had already wasted practically the whole day.

Gazing to the side, she noticed it was already midnight, the trail having started at 6 a.m with Ricky shrugging.

"Oh who cares-I mean, oh no." Ricky sighed, wanting to taste more of Raven, but when he saw her face, her gaze downcast, he immediately changed his tune.

"Ricky, you said that you wanted to make a difference and this is how you do it." Raven seriously spoke, squinting her eyes while Ricky held up his hands in surrender.

"I know, I just want to you to be the bun for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich-"

"Ricky~" Raven gasped, slapping his shoulder as he laughed but relented.

"Fine, but I want you there when I totally kick ass." Ricky caressed her cheek as she bit her lip.

"Why are you making that face-"

"Ricky, I-I really want to believe you and I want to see you change the future for mutants but I really have to get back-EPPP!" Raven tried to wiggle her way out, giving her blessing to see if he could alter the future, only for Ricky to scoop her up and place her on the table.

"Ricky, stop~" Raven moaned softly, her body arching as his finger traced along her skin.

"Say you'll stay~" Ricky whispered against her ear, his lips leaving a trail of hickeys down her neck as she moaned again.

"I-Ah~"Raven gasped, wanting to deny him, but Ricky slid into her, his cock filling her completely as she was enveloped by him once more.

"Say you'll stay." Ricky continued to whisper, as Raven held him tightly, her moan escaping once again.

Over and over, Ricky made love to Raven, each movement drawing out a constant stream of moans from her lips.

"I-I'll stay~" Raven huffed out a moan, Ricky hovering over her as he caressed her face, pulling it gently toward his own as they shared a deep kiss.

Five Hours and Forty Nine Minutes Later,

"WHERE IS HE?!" Marshall shouted, pacing back and forth inside the courthouse.

"HOW CAN YOU ALL BE SO CALM?!" Marshall snapped, noticing Jake lighting a cigarette while Ricky's familiars played cards with Asterion.

"He'll turn up. He probably went on a bender or something," Jake muttered, clearly used to this by now.

"GET OUT OF OUR TOWN YOU DIRTY MUTANT!"

"YOU'RE NOT WELCOME HERE!"

"DIE, DIE, DIE!"

Suddenly, the crowd outside erupted, their anger escalating with a torrent of hateful comments, slurs, and vicious remarks.

"Thank you, thank you, I love you all!" Ricky taunted the hateful crowd outside before bursting through the doors.

"Who's ready to win this case!"