Ch: 12 [Shopping part 1]

Ch: 12 [Shopping part 1]

On our way out, we saw the students rushing in. From what I can hear from their conversation, the teachers took a group of students to an orphanage and another group to an old-age home to donate resources.

From what I saw, there were some mutants among the students.

I guess not every mutant wants to become a hero. With the new rising heroes organizations, the government stopped attacking the mutants. They live among us freely without any fear. Although it was hard in the beginning, soon, society accepted them with the rise of awakeners.

However, there are some anti-mutants organizations left in the world. They think superpowers will eventually destroy the world. The AMO [Anti-Mutant Org] is filled with regular humans, lunatics, and mad scientists. And they use their scientific inventions to attack mutants and superhumans.

We went to the parking lot.

There is a crowd inside. We made our way toward my parking space. I see a bunch of kids flocking around my car like birds. Some of them were taking pictures of my beauty. Well, as usual, they will post it on social media and brag about it. But, I have to cut their fun short.

"Yo, kids. Make way," I say while walking toward my car. Three students block my way.

"Who the heck are you? Are you blind? Can't you see our boss is taking pictures for his profile?" says one of them. He is so thin and tall with shoulder-long hair... A strong gust of wind is enough to blow him away. I mean, how can one be that thin? Is he a mutant?

I look toward the one taking photos. Blond hair, fair skin, well-toned body... He is wearing branded and expensive clothes. A diamond studded gold watch and a special edition Captain America sneakers... Humm... He looks the same age as my sister.

After seeing his body build, I can say that he is athletic. Maybe he is into sports, but who cares?

A rich kid with goons. So, this school too has gangs and bullies. I still remember how those who called me friends used to bully me when I failed to afford good clothes and expensive food during those hard days... So, I can easily identify a good student from pricks...

I will teach these arrogant kids a lesson. They might bully my sister, and I ain't gonna take that chance.

"Twig... Know your place," I say as I grab him by his waist, pull him up in the air, walk over to the dumpster near the wall, and put him into it. He was too baffled to react.

"Who is this beggar?" says the blond boy.

Beggar?! I looked at my clothes. You prick, this is my favorite shirt... I was about to beat him up, but... My sister walked toward the blonde and kicked him right on his nuts.

[Baam!!!] Oooh! That must have hurt.

"Arrgggg!!!" A painful scream echoed throughout the parking area as he fell to the floor, grabbing his crotch.

"Who are you calling a beggar??? Huh? You wanna die?" My sister yells angrily.ViiSiit novelbi/n(.)c/(o)m for latest novels

Ah crap! What's with this sudden change in her behavior? I don't remember her being the violent type... I was an exception. In the past, she used to watch wrestling matches and used to use those moves on me... But that was a long time ago.

"AI. Start the engine," I say as I rush over to my sister, "Don't fight, you little brat." She was about to go for a second kick, but I stopped her.

The AI started the car and opened the door.

"Go in... NOW," I say sternly.

"Sorry," She mumbled and quietly entered the car.

Someday, I will see her real face behind that mask. I will unmask her personally. Then... Hehe! Someday... [You can't stop a man from dreaming...]

I parked my car in the parking area. Then went inside the RMRC Super Mall. The best in the city.

"We are shopping here?" My sister asks in astonishment.

"Don't just stand there... Come on," I say as I grab her hand softly and start to walk toward the clothing section.

The mall was busier than usual. More or less, all the sections with cheap to mid-grade items are busting with people. The premium sections are quiet as usual. There are barely five to six people inside the premium sections.

"Where are we going? We just went past the clothing section..." asks my sister in a curious tone.

"We are going to the VIP zone," I reply with a smile, "They sell the best clothes in there... Trust me."

[VIP Zone]

You need an RMRC black card to enter the VIP zone. You need a minimum of 5 million dollars to afford a black card. And I made one with a 50 million limit when I won the jackpot. I wanted to gift it to my girlfriend, but I never got that chance...

We took the lift and went to the top floor. Then we walked to the entrance. The guard took out a scanner and pointed it before me. I took out my card and pressed on the machine.

[Ping!] [Welcome to the VIP Zone, Mr. Alex Wilson.]

The voice of a girl came from the scanner.

We went in...

...

The clothing section was empty.

Custom-made woman's clothes are all around me. The young girl from the reception is helping my sister pick her clothes. I am sitting on a nearby bench...

She came running after picking a couple of clothes.

"I can't choose... Everything looks good... I can't make up my mind," says my sister with a bewildered expression.

"Ok. Why don't you try and show me? Then we can decide," I stood up.

The receptionist handed me the sets of clothes.

"You couple... take your time. There is no hurry... as you can see, this section is empty. I will be just outside..." She said with a wink and left us alone.

This is a bit awkward.

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