The Omnistore System



"It's so darn heavy," Kevin muttered in his half-asleep state, sensing a weight on his chest.

He tried to shrug it off, but it seemed like there was something heavy on his legs too.

"Ugh," he grunted in annoyance, finally deciding to open his eyes and investigate the source of his discomfort.

To his surprise, he found a golden ball resting on his chest. At first, he was baffled, but as his vision cleared, he couldn't help but smile.

"And she claimed she isn't interested in me," Kevin mumbled with a grin, gazing at Keith, who was sound asleep, cuddled up to him.

He examined her face as she slept, noticing her mouth slightly ajar, a trail of drool escaping onto his chest. Despite the drool, he couldn't help but think she looked beautiful.

"Keith, are you awake?" Kevin asked, gently stroking her face with his hand. The sunlight streaming through the window accentuated her flawless skin, making her even more captivating.

Caring for her face, Kevin continued, "Wake up, or I might have to resort to do something inappropriate."

In response, all he got was a groggy, "Do you want to die?"

Kevin chuckled, attempting to move her gently. "Well, if you don't want to wake up, then at least get off me."

With a hint of mischief in her voice, Keith replied, "Nope, I'd rather stay like this. It's comfier."

"Didn't you say you're into girls, not guys? Hugging me like this might give me the wrong idea," Kevin teased, ceasing his attempts to break free from her grasp.

"I don't care. Just let me sleep a bit more," Keith mumbled, snuggling in closer.

In the process, her legs accidentally brushed against something firm and, well, more than a little suggestive in Kevin's pants. She immediately recoiled in disgust. "Why are you... hard?"

Chuckling, Kevin sat up and replied, "Well, you see, it's morning."

"Morning or not, it's because of me right? That's disgusting," she said, her face twisting in revulsion.

"Hey, don't mess with my morning zen. Go take a shower; you stink," Kevin retorted.

Keith sniffed herself and grimaced. "I smell like this, And you're still... like that, how disgusting a men can be."

"Don't bullshit with me first thing in the morning. Go take a shower. I'm going to grab us some breakfast," Kevin said as he headed for the door.

"Why, doesn't this hotel have room service?" Keith complained as she got up.

"I don't like hotel breakfasts. You want anything?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah, just coffee. But make sure it's real milk, not that nut milked stuff. I don't like the taste," she instructed.

Kevin went outside, and it was still early in the morning, with soft sunlight and only a few people on the streets. He enjoyed the tranquility as he searched for a good coffee shop. Eventually, he found one after a short walk.

Entering the shop, he greeted the person taking orders and placed his order. "Good morning, can I get two blonde vanilla lattes and two bacon, egg, and cheese croissants to go?"

The waiter smiled and replied, "Sure, coming right up."

"Take your time," Kevin said, relishing the peaceful morning.

As he glanced around the shop, he noticed it was mostly occupied by people who had just woken up or returned from some early morning activities. There was a sense of calm and positivity in the atmosphere.

"Hope all my days could start like this," Kevin thought as his order was prepared. The waiter soon returned with his order, saying, "Here you go, sir."

"Thanks a lot," Kevin replied and headed towards the exit.

But just as he stepped out, he was met with an angry face. "Hey, you brat! I told you not to let me catch you again!"

Kevin looked surprised, recognizing the irate person as the same elderly lady he had teased the day before.

"Hey, Grandma, what are you doing here?" Kevin asked, genuinely surprised.

"Stop calling me Grandma! My name is Lidia," she retorted with a hint of annoyance.

"Okay, Grandma Lidia," Kevin teased with a smirk.

"I swear, you need a good beating," Lidia grumbled, grabbing his ear and pulling it.

Chuckling, Kevin said, "Haha, okay, okay, Miss Lidia, I won't call you that again."

"Good, now what are you doing in this backward town? You look like you're from the city," Lidia inquired.

"Just having some fun and training in the forest," Kevin replied.

"A cultivator, huh? A young one, too. You seem like you're from a well-off family," Lidia observed, eyeing him up and down.

"Nah, nothing like that. Just a regular cultivator. Do you have a thing for rich kids, Miss Lidia? But given your age, it doesn't seem like you'd catch one. How about trying out a humble cultivator like me?" Kevin flirted shamelessly.

Lidia chuckled, "Ha, dream on."

Kevin didn't give up. "Then don't be surprised if I do." 

Kevin laughed as he continued flirting with the charming older woman.

"Here for some morning brunch?" Lidia asked, noticing the coffee and food in his hand.

"Yeah, I don't like hotel breakfast. I thought, why not take a walk and enjoy a good breakfast from a diner," Kevin explained.

"You did right; this diner serves the best coffee and croissants in the town. You should eat here more while you're here," Lidia suggested, her smile warm.

Kevin nodded and said, "Will do. But now, my friend is waiting for me. I'll see you around, Miss Lidia."

"Sure thing. If you ever have some spare time, come by the stall. I'll whip up something special for you, bring you're friend too" Lidia replied, bidding him farewell.

With a nod, Kevin walked away.

Sipping his coffee, he embraced the morning, humming a song from his previous world.

♪ I'm trying to realize, it's alright to, not be fine, ♪

♪ On your own... oooooo ooo wwnn nnn ♪

♪ Now I'm shaking, drinking all this coffee...♪

♪ These last few weeks have been exhausting, ♪

With the tune still in his mind, he reached the room.