To the glued eyes of the crowd who he couldn't curse out at after spotting several Class 1 students in toe.

Bang!

He stepped forward and punched the windshield. An open fancy Ferrari.

Vrooom!!

Jumping inside, the engine rolled to life, followed by a screech, before rolling out through the gate.

'Damn, that was a total loss.'

Grinning at these thoughts, he walked down the little stair.

Following several loud curses and a discussion of what happened.

This time however, he needed no one to tell him.

From Lorenzo's contorted expression.

He could instantly tell that the former wasn't well versed in the game and Kats had played him.

The pitiful teen didn't actually get the highly priced blowjob, talk less of painting her face in his cum.

He had been a fool if anything. Or perhaps it was the thoughts of sucking her melons that had deteriorated his sense of self.

Not only did the idiot reduce his standard, being a Class 2 student there were several other beauties worthwhile to date and satisfy his needs…

The idiot actually stooped low and forgot he was the one who had the higher ground.

Kats needed him to sustain her prestige, yet he fell to her petty schemes. And now breaking up with him had raised her prestige while he would be looked down on by his Classmates because he had failed to win the prize like others before him. There was no doubt he would be exempted from their social group.

He knew all these…

'This should be interesting…'

Up ahead, his rare piece of old antique was packed, waiting for him.

Hiring a driver was quite lame from his point of view, so he didn't get one. He loved his privacy and chose to ride alone.

As for his older sister, she was an SS Ranked Elite Student. S Rank Students had a different building, same with lawn and parks.

Her jerk of a boyfriend would drive her home on a normal day. If they were having problems however, she would call Mr Williams to come pick her up in one of her fancy cars.

He didn't care though, he was living his life and she was living hers.

A principle he had grown himself into avoiding her.

Flicking the key on. The car kicked to life with a smooth whirring sound, followed by a few clicks here and there. As several of its systems turned on.

He waited slightly, for a moment before slowly hitting on the accelerator. Throwing several glances at the familiar faces he saw. Those from Class 1.

The journey went quietly,the road was sparse and free enough for speeding fancy cars. There was also an additional view of flashing avenue trees.

…

About thirty minutes later he arrived at their estate gate.

Actually his father owned it but nobody knew since they also lived there.

…

On the clear asphalt road, with tall European ash trees aligned by the side to block out some part of the sun.

Top tier fancy mansions and duplexes, with huge lawn, each with a stone fountain, and several triopty??: art act work. Layed by the side.

Upon reaching the third block, he calmly pulled onto the brakes and began turning into the driveway.

"Arrrrggh!" With a long exhausting yawn, Max got out of the car while stretching his body.

"Home sweet home!" His voice resounded through the empty surroundings as he neither cared if one of the neighbors would hear him.

He had been doing this everyday for a long time now. With only one report.

Their neighbor's daughter who attended an all girls highschool reported.

That was it. Despite being aware of this, he acted like he wasn't.

'That girl is always fully clothed anyway.'

Shaking his head lightly, he began thinking about the system and walked in.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

After three beep sounds, the door automatically pushed up.

Revealing the grand interior of bright white color, and contrasting chocolate which further added a unique sense to the breathtaking sight.

Lavish, exotic, grand and the same time one could feel a sense of comfy warmth from it despite how empty the house was.

There was a complete parlour chair set ideally rounding the empty fireplace, ash gray in color, it did well to blend into the grandness, adding civility to it.

More to the right was the dining room which he had never seen being used, but was organized and clean.

Then there was the wine cellar to show there was a man in the house.

Just from standing at the entrance, everything was already in sight.

Including the exquisite kitchen, with bland orderliness to it

Of all the places in the house, other than his room. He visited there often.

Such luxury that he could watch on tv in his previous life, he would feel and enjoy every taste of it in his current life.

To the left, the marble tiles were a contrasting dark brown color to the rest of the sparkling white ones.chocolate.

It extended upward, across the stairs to the lounge. There was an open railing, granting a grand view of the lower from above.

Each of their rooms had a restroom and other private space they needed.

The house was too big for three of them anyway.

'Oh right I have no mothers in both of my lives.'

As he had these thoughts, he exhaled lightly and headed towards the stairs.

'Home isn't that sweet after all.'

'Life never gives things in full.'

'A luxurious empty house, what a joke. In the future I'm going to fill it up with beauties carrying my child.'

'Then I'll be damned.'

Click!