Solomon's hand trembled as he heard the voice of the system. He had been caught. Even though the system couldn't access his mind, it could still sense every activity occurring within his system Wallet.
The man stared at Solomon as if expecting him to send more money. But Solomon only sighed and stared back at him. He spoke in a neutral tone,
"I'm done here. Use this money well—to develop the orphanage and take care of the kids."
The man smiled awkwardly, not receiving any more money but still grateful.
"Young man, thank you very much. You have a long way to go in life."
A long way to go in life. Was that a prophecy? Solomon almost wanted to give up, yet here was this man telling him he had a long road ahead.
"Thank you," Solomon replied, not knowing why he said it—he just did.
The man nodded. The conversation ended peacefully, and Solomon walked out of the orphanage with a renewed sense of respect.
---
Solomon entered the subway station and decided to access the system dashboard.
The system screen appeared—visible only to him.
System Tier: Level Two
Wallet Balance: $50,000,000
Soul Coins: $10,000
Soul coins were the real challenge to earn. He had half a billion dollars in his wallet, but he needed the other half.
The system had warned him: he couldn't spend money on repeated purchases. He would have to find alternative ways to spend—and get cashback.
He checked his watch.
"8:40 AM."
It was time to go to school.
Heading toward the next train stop, Solomon made up his mind to think it through on the way. He boarded the train, which sped off, leaving the station behind with a gust of wind and a heavy breeze swirling through the air.
….
The atmosphere at the academy was peaceful.
Peaceful wasn't the right word—but it felt normal.
Solomon walked into the school, and the first thing that greeted him was Cassy bumping into him.
Solomon furrowed his brows, pursed his lips, and stared at Cassy, who now stood in front of him.
He glanced at her briefly and was about to walk past when her hand caught his.
"Solomon, I'm so sorry. Please… take me back."
Take her back?
Solomon almost laughed. He turned and gave her a proper look.
She still looked clean, beautiful even—he couldn't deny that. But she had lost some weight. A vague thought crossed his mind.
"I should take you back, Cass?"
Solomon let out a sarcastic laugh, his voice laced with biting irony.
"I won't take you back, Cassy… but I will take something back from you."
Cassy's eyes trembled. She took a step back, too afraid to meet Solomon's gaze, too afraid to even approach him.
"You've been dumb, haven't you, Cassy?"
He asked the question rhetorically—it didn't need an answer.
Kept women never lasted.
Or maybe it was just karma.
She had made her choice.
Cassy's eyes widened as though Solomon had seen straight through her.
She looked pathetic now.
And Solomon?
A monster for not forgiving her so easily.
"Solomon, I'm so sorry, darling. You see, I love you. It was just a text—everything was made up by me. I was only testing your loyalty. I was with that asshole just to make you jealous."
Solomon stared at Cassy, carefully controlling himself to not be swayed by her words. Her presence was revealing a side of her he hadn't seen before.
Was this really the girl he once thought he could spend the rest of his life with?
The one who could heal his broken self… the darkness hidden inside of him?
"Enough of this, Cassy,"
Solomon said, his voice dangerously cold. He stepped closer, and she instinctively stepped back, frightened by the unsafe aura radiating from him.
She had thought Solomon had a soft heart—that he'd take her back after the wealthy man discarded her. But now, she was met only with his icy detachment.
He wasn't that dumb.
Solomon studied the expression on her face and sneered.
She really thought he was blind? A fool? That he wouldn't make her pay for what she did?
"You say you want to get back with me—so why are you backing away, Cassy?"
He stepped forward again.
"I'm not a monster. I won't eat you."
Then, Solomon caught her wrist, stopping her from escaping.
"How does it feel," he said as his hand trailed along her side, just above her abdomen,
"to still have a part of me inside you?"
Cassy gasped and stared at him, eyes trembling.
"Please… forgive me," she muttered, her voice shaking.
"I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already begging."
Solomon chuckled darkly, then let go of her wrist like it was something filthy he didn't want to touch.
Without another word, Solomon walked away—leaving Cassy frozen in place, her lips quivering from the shock of what had just happened.
[9,000 cashback earned. Good job teaching the bitch her place.]
Solomon ignored the system's message. He said nothing.
He had been abusing the rebate function—spending money repeatedly on the same thing and receiving cashback. The system had done nothing about it… until now. It only issued a warning after he'd reached a certain level.
I still haven't studied this system well enough, he thought.
There was still a lot he didn't understand.
---
Dust blew through the school grounds, a small whirlwind forming briefly as the climate shifted.
Solomon sat under a tree, reading a book—an engineering textbook filled with complex physics calculations.
But despite the challenging material, his mind was occupied with something else:
The mission… where else can I spend money and get large rebates?
He needed to complete the system task that hovered over him like a heavy chain.
With a sigh, Solomon closed his book and leaned back.
In that moment, as he opened his eyes again, they landed on a girl nearby. She was talking animatedly with a boy.
She looked excited, asking the boy to get her something, but he was clearly refusing. From her appearance, she looked like the kind of girl who required a lot of money to maintain.
Solomon narrowed his eyes, watching the scene unfold.
Then, without hesitation, he stood up, brushed the dust from his pants, and walked toward the bickering couple—completely unbothered.
"Do you want it? I can get it for you," he said, his voice as calm as a winter breeze.
The girl, noticeably shorter than him, was forced to tilt her head up to look at the tall, confident male standing before her.