The math teacher, or rather, Clayton Murphy, as he would no longer be a teacher, couldn't escape his fate. And while it might take some time, Christian still believed that under the weight of all these incidents, Clayton didn't have much time left in the school.
But Christian also had a problem. Today was Sunday, April 30th, and the final day of classes would be the upcoming Wednesday. As for the pre-finals prep that would start afterward, he had no intention of attending.
So there was a chance that something might happen to Clayton while Christian was not attending at school.
In the end, Christian decided to prioritize his own comfort over the satisfaction of observing the suffering of the petty, starting villain.
Not minding the school situation much, the most important thing was that the experience points he began receiving from the Advanced Trading skill had increased more than four times.
Normally, he would earn a thousand points daily, but now it had increased to a thousand seven hundred, almost double, just from one advanced skill, and Christian couldn't be happier.
His level had even increased to fifteen, and he was now halfway to the next level.
If there was a problem, it was that the percentage for the Advanced Trading skill was increasing at a snail's pace, and he would need at least another week for it to reach level two, and even then, it was likely that wouldn't be enough.
But Christian was satisfied enough with his current level, so as soon as his program hacking skill reached advanced, he planned to stop the idle process for trading.
He estimated that it would take nearly two weeks more, or perhaps a little less.
Christian, now standing close to his sister with no distance between them, looked into her green eyes and noticed the small mole under her left eye. He found her appearance undeniably attractive, but being aware that she was his sister left him feeling a little let down. He also felt embarrassed for her, as the situation felt inappropriate.
But aside from these thoughts, he was now contemplating whether he should just turn away and go back to his room or treat the situation as if it were nothing special and simply state his business.
As fortunately, he hadn't been flustered this time, or maybe he was just getting used to it; he didn't know. So after thinking for a moment while staring at his sister, he finally spoke.
"Could you at least put on something? I'll wait here."
Annabelle looked at her brother even more strangely and said reflexively.
"Why should I put more clothes on, in the first place? I'm comfortable like this!"
Noticing her brother's expression change slightly in discomfort, Annabelle couldn't understand what had gotten to him at first; she found his reaction a little excessive. Then, glancing down at herself, she saw that she was only in her purple bra and panties.
It suddenly struck her: maybe Christian wasn't accustomed to seeing her like this. After all, since she'd had that one female friend who would always stay nude in her own house, Annabelle had become a bit more relaxed about her attire in house. Now, standing in just her panties and bra, she wondered if she had changed too much.
While now realizing that her current attire might not be a usual one, Annabelle still questioned whether she really needed to be so cautious about what she wore in front of her brother. After all, she didn't mind if he saw her wearing even less, especially since they were inside their own home.
Or did he think it was unbecoming for a girl to reveal her skin, as if her worth would diminish if she dressed this way? Annabelle was certain that she didn't need that kind of worth, especially if it meant having to stick to uncomfortable clothes in her own home, even in front of her brother.