Strongest Demigod System-Chapter 38: Not So Sunny

After school that day, Azrael found himself cornered in an empty hallway that led to the boys' toilet by Sunny. There were no students there, so Azrael figured that Sunny was the one who made them leave for a while.

"Azrael, my man. How have you been? I haven't seen you in a long time. This whole Class A and Class B stuff really put distance between former friends, am I right?"

Azrael glanced up at the taller boy with a heated stare, and Sunny just grinned before he got right to business.

"I heard you're going out with Maddison now. Some of my boys even heard Francesca giving the both of you 'the talk'. I suppose for trash like you two, you can't really hope for anything better than each other."

Azrael's hand tightened into a fist, and Sunny suddenly moved to block his path when Azrael tried to leave.

"Hey, hey, I'm just talking to you. No need to be all dismissive and shit. Relax."

Sunny smiled handsomely, and Azrael clicked his tongue. This was the true face of Sunny.

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The perfect boy that everyone praised in school was just a front Sunny used to cover his real personality. In truth, Sunny was an egotistical bastard who simply refused to be anything but the best. Sunny never bothered to hide his true personality in front of Azrael and this led to Azrael disliking him even more than before.

Azrael and Sunny had never fought before, but Azrael knew that it was only because Sunny didn't like getting into trouble in school. If they ever met outside, then there was no doubt that they would have attacked each other immediately.

Sunny treated Azrael with a strange form of familiar hostility. Almost like Sunny was a trainer and he saw Azrael as a nasty dog that just needed to be properly taught its place. It pissed Azrael off like nothing else! Even Francis wasn't able to get this much anger out of Azrael!

"What the fuck do you want, Sunny? If it's a fight you're looking for, then there's no need to bitch about it like this. Let's just get to it."

Azrael's body was wound up tighter than a fucking spring! One movement from Sunny would lead to a massive brawl immediately!

Sunny just laughed while putting his hand up.

"Haha, so scary. Come on, dude. I already told you to relax. We're just talking, that's all. You see, I've got this party coming up later, it's nothing serious. Just a few friends and family at my mansion. I invited Maddie over earlier, but she said something about her boyfriend not liking it, and well, I guess she's right. So I figured I'd come ask you instead. How about you bring Maddie to the party later?"

Azrael ran a hand through his hair and released a calming breath before he started to walk away from Sunny. Sunny reached out and grabbed Azrael's shoulder, and Azrael turned around and swung his fist!

SLAM!

The fist slammed into Sunny's raised arm, and a loud sound echoed through the hallway! Sunny quickly took a step back with a laugh while flicking his hand to stop it from vibrating. That was a good punch.

"Seems you've been working out, Azzie! You couldn't hit this hard before! Hahaha! But don't be mad at me that you can't provide for your girlfriend. I'm giving you the opportunity of a lifetime here, Azzie! Just bring her to the party, and I'll take it from there! How about I pay you for your time, eh? You can be a modern-day pimp!"

Azrael clicked his tongue before he started to walk away.

"Fuck off, Sunny. I'm not interested in your bullshit party."

Sunny's face darkened as Azrael began to leave. Sunny hoped that Azrael wouldn't make things harder than they needed to be. Azrael was poor, so inviting him to a party like this was the honor of a lifetime. There was no other way Azrael would ever get to hang out with the upper class. But it seemed that Azrael was just a small fish that was satisfied in staying in his small pond.

Azrael stopped as he heard Sunny speak up with an amused grin.

"I guess an invite like this would be too much for you. I mean, just getting a girlfriend must've gotten you over the fucking moon, so now you think you're the shit. But hey, at least tell me this, so I'll know what I'm getting myself into. Is she a good fuck?"

Azrael looked back angrily, and for a moment, he thought about killing Sunny right there. But he heard footsteps from down the hallway, making him stop. They were in the middle of school. Killing Sunny here would just be stupid.

Instead, Azrael spoke up whiel glaring down on Sunny.

"One day, in the very near future, we're going to have that fight, Sunny. And when my sword is shoved five feet up your ass, you'll know what it means to have a good fuck."

Sunny's face darkened in anger, and Azrael turned around to leave as some boys rounded the corner to head towards the bathroom.

…

Azrael walked into the gym later that day to see Maddison stretching in front of a large mirror. The school had let out a few minutes ago, and he knew he didn't take that long changing out of his uniform and getting his gear on for the workout so Azrael was surprised that Maddison managed to make it here before him.

Stab!

Azrael grimaced as he felt something prick his hand, and even without taking off his gloves, he knew that it was the Necrosis that had already started to spread across his arm. Azrael was really cutting it close with the timeline. There were only three days left until the necrosis spread across his body and killed him.

If not for the fact that he had to use the Family Care schedule to sneak into the hotel, then Azrael would have gone to take care of Romanov already. Azrael clenched and unclenched his fists a few times to see if he had any discomfort, and thankfully, there was none.

If the plan didn't work out tomorrow, then Azrael would have to find any random demigod and kill them to stop the spread of the curse. Azrael didn't want to wait until the last minute when it got too serious.

Maddison was wearing a pair of loose gym shorts and a t-shirt with a black hoodie over all of it. Azrael watched as Maddison bent over at the waist to touch her toes with her fingers, and he couldn't stop his eyes from tracing the curve of her back and ass. Azrael felt the first wave of arousal coursing through his body, and he sighed to the side tiredly before he moved to drop his bag. His lack of contact with women was messing with him once again.

There were others in the gym as well, and they had already gotten started with their own workouts. At the side, Azrael could see Jane using the skipping rope with a pair of headsets to avoid distractions, and beside her, another older boy was working with the 100kg [220 pounds] dumbbells.

"Oh, Azrael, you're here!"

Maddison spoke up with a smile once she saw Azrael. She was wearing AirPods and paused her music before coming over to where Azrael was seated. Azrael gave her a nod and a small smile when she grinned at him happily. There was no way Maddison could hide her excitement, and even though Azrael wasn't feeling the same way, he couldn't help but be affected by her own happiness.