After logging out of the system, David played some games on his computer before heading to bed.
The next morning, around six, he woke up and left his bedroom to find that his mom had already gone to work. She always left breakfast on the table for him, but today seemed earlier than usual. She typically left between six and seven, so David figured something at the factory must have required her to leave early.
He finished the breakfast she had prepared, cleaned up, changed his clothes, and locked the door behind him. He hopped on the Giant bicycle he had bought for fourteen hundred the day before and headed to school. On his way, he didn't run into the pretty class president and arrived at school without any issues. As he entered the school gates, he admired the long legs and curvy figures of the girls standing around before heading into his senior year classroom. Most of the students were already there, except for David and a few others who usually lagged behind.
As soon as he found his seat and sat down, his friend Liam leaned over with a mischievous grin. "David, what happened yesterday?"
"What do you mean? Nothing happened," David replied, puzzled.
"Come on, don't play dumb. You know yesterday during study hall, the teacher called your name, and the class president said you got hit by a streetlight and were taking the day off. But looking at you now, apart from a few scratches on your hand and some marks on your head, I don't see any streetlight injuries," Liam teased.
"Why, do you wish I was hurt? If I were, this handsome face would be ruined," David retorted, a bit annoyed.
"Wow, you're so full of yourself! Handsome? Why not say you're as good-looking as some legendary beauty?" Liam mocked.
"Who's that? I don't know them. I'm a senior about to graduate, a future pillar of society," David boasted.
"Get lost, you're shameless," Liam laughed.
David hoped for some peace, but Liam continued with his teasing. "Oh, David, I know what happened."
"What now?" David asked.
Liam smirked, "I bet you were following the class president, and when she noticed, you accidentally ran into something, right?"
At this, their classmates turned to listen, intrigued by any gossip involving the class president.
"Are you crazy? Why would I follow her? Are you suggesting that I was biking, saw her at a corner, and then crashed into a streetlight, causing it to fall?" David shot back.
"Exactly, that's what happened, isn't it? How did you know?" Liam laughed. "I've used that excuse hundreds of times; you can't fool me."
"Come on, spill it! Were you stalking the pretty class president?" Liam asked again. "You don't believe me, do you?" David replied. "Nope, not unless you were following her," Liam said, pulling out a condom from his pocket. "I'll blow this up in front of the whole class if you're lying."
As he spoke, he tore open the package and held the condom in his hand. David looked a bit annoyed and tapped the shoulder of the girl in front of him, Grace.
"What do you want?" Grace turned around, clearly irritated. She was well-developed, and the boys in class secretly called her "Sanitary Tassel" after an incident where a white bag fell from her desk during class. A curious boy picked it up and shouted, "Whose sanitary pad is this?" The whole class burst into laughter. Grace, embarrassed, retrieved her pad, and the nickname stuck.
"Can I borrow a pad?" David shamelessly asked, not caring about the embarrassment.
Grace blushed furiously and snapped, "Get lost, you pervert!"
Liam burst into laughter, and the surrounding classmates joined in. David chuckled, "Why are you all laughing? I just wanted to use it to shut Liam up. He talks too much."
Liam retorted, "You're nuts! Want me to shove this condom in your mouth?" David stood up and shouted, "Someone hold Liam down! I'm going to shut him up with a pad!"
His shout drew the attention of the entire class, who put down their books to watch. Just then, a stern voice cut through the laughter, "David, Liam, what are you doing?"
David glanced at the girl who had scolded them and said, "Nothing, we're just discussing academic matters, right, Liam?" Liam nodded and grinned, "Yep, academic matters."
The girl, who was indeed the pretty class president Liam had mentioned, walked over and scolded them, "If you're discussing academics, can you keep it down? You're disturbing everyone, and using that..." She trailed off, her cheeks turning pink.
"What? Say it, class president," Liam teased, seeing her embarrassment.
"David, you're going too far! If you keep this up, I'll tell Mr. Walker!" Tina said, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. David was about to tease her some more when suddenly, the system's voice chimed in.
Temporary Task: Smack her bottom twice (As the host of the Super Rich Tech System, you can't be threatened, not even by a beauty. It's said that if you don't discipline, chaos ensues. A beauty in front must be disciplined.)
Task Time: One minute.
Task Completion: 10 task points.
Task Failure: Ten minutes of electric shock.
David was stunned by the task. Tina was the class goddess, even the school goddess. Smacking her bottom might not get him into trouble directly, but it would definitely stir up a lot of anger.
But he had no choice. He didn't want to get shocked. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to go for it. He stood up from his seat and walked over to Tina. She thought he was going to hit her and was a bit scared, unsure of what to do. Then, David raised his hand and gave her two quick smacks on her bottom.
Tina's mind went blank. What was he doing? He actually smacked her bottom, and why did it feel... not bad? Her face turned a deep shade of red.
The whole class was stunned when David landed the first smack, and by the second, they couldn't believe their eyes. The class beauty had just been spanked. Why wasn't it me, some of them thought.
David was enjoying himself, having just heard the system confirm task completion. He relished the feeling of smacking the class beauty's bottom—so soft and bouncy.
His deskmate, Liam, was the first to snap out of it, letting out a sharp whistle that brought everyone back to reality. Soon, the room was filled with the sound of boys whistling. Tina, her face still red, pointed at David, stammering, "You, you, I, I..."
David shamelessly replied, "What is it, Miss Class President? Want me to do it again?" Tina, flustered and angry, shot back, "You just wait! If you don't improve in the final exams next week, you'll be repeating the year!"
David laughed at her words, thinking to himself that with the system, failing would be impossible. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.
"Repeating the year? No way. Next week's exam, I'll surpass you," David declared confidently.
"You surpass me? I don't believe it. It's impossible," Tina scoffed.
David suggested, "If you don't believe me, how about we make a bet?"
"What kind of bet?" Tina asked, intrigued.
David grinned and said, "Alright, everyone in class will be our witnesses today. If my exam score isn't higher than yours, I'll call you 'Auntie' three times. How about that?" Tina thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. David then added, "But if my score is higher, I'll get to give you a kiss. What do you all think?" Most of the classmates, eager to see the popular class president get kissed, started cheering, "Yes, do it!"