Transmigrated With A Resolution System

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"What are you doing here?" Naz sneered as he looked over his shoulder momentarily. Taking a glass cup and filling it with water from the tap.

Nix's gaze wasn't on Naz in a sense but on the interface in front of him.

[Get 4 dishes to the dining table in 2 minute]

[01:59]

[01:58]

[Agility activated. Your movements have been been increased by 43%]

Running at top speed, he searched the house for the dining area.

'How hard could that possibly be?'

"It's the door to your left." Naz rolled his eyes. Walking out of the kitchen to the said direction.

Nix screeched to a stop, deactivating his skill momentarily, puzzled as to how he had guessed where he had been searching for.

It was his first time in the humongous house. From all he had seen so far, they were definitely from a rich and prestigious family.

[01:09]

Naz clicked his tongue, shaking his head. He still couldn't figure out why his brother had suddenly lost his memory. It was sickening watching a copy of his face act all stupid and goofy.

"You seem to forget we share one mind when it comes to these things." Naz set down the glasses of water on the table. "Our minds–"

[00:45]

Nix had wanted to stay and chat, but he couldn't, he had to perform the task before it was too late. If he missed the make up mission, that couldn't mean he would get a make up mission for that also.

"Sorry, can't talk right now." He dashed back to the kitchen, horridly stacking four plates on one another.

He had wanted to run but realized how delicate the objects in his grasp were.

'Come on!' He pushed himself to walk faster.

[00:27]

[00:26]

He was almost there. Pushing down the knob with his elbow, he kicked the door in with his leg.

[00:12]

Naz sat for a while at the chair, seemingly waiting for him. There was something different about his brother's action.

p 'You never do chores.' He narrowed his eyes, getting up.

Nix completely ignored him, he could speak only after he was done with the mission at hand.

Carefully setting the dishes onto the table, he wiped his forehead, letting out a satisfactory sigh. He had been able to make it.

[00:03]

Ding!

[Congratulations on your successful completion, you have a total of 10 points earned]

[Make up mission: 1/10]

Nix could finally calm himself down. Turning around he was met with an upclose Naz staring at him suspiciously.

Falling to the ground, he held his chest. Nothing had been more scary than that. "Why would you do that?"

Naz took a step further, towering over him.

This position was all too familiar for him. He wondered if his brother enjoyed oppressing people.

"There's something strange about you." He folded his arms.

"Aha ha ha." Nix let out a strained laughter. "Strange? What do you mean "strange?" He pulled on his collar to give him more breathable space. His throat suddenly felt dry.

[Make up mission: Convince your mother and sister to head down to the dining table]

Nix closed his eyes, he could only see the system using him as a servant to the advantage of the others. He was glad no time limit was included, this way, he didn't need to be bothered so much about it until he wanted to.

[You have 5 minutes]

[04:59]

Internally facepalming, he made sure to make a mental note, never to let his guard down when it came to what he thought about a situation.

"Here we go again!" His voice was devoid of any enthusiasm as he got up.

[Agility activated. Your movements have been been increased by 43%]

"What?" Naz questioned. He had been voicing his concerns earlier but it was certain he was merely talking to himself. Again!

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"It should be this room." Nix deactivated his skill.

He had come across this room while he was searching for the dining hall. He had heard a giggle. This had to be Aimi's room.

So it was relatively easier to locate her room.

Knock! Knock!

He took a step back, rocking his feet as he waited for her soft footsteps to approach the door.

[4:21]

Click!

Aimi was dressed in a blue sleeveless, silk satin strap lace night dress. Her hair cascaded down her back. The cuteness overload was starting to get to him.

'Yes, that's right. Loli.' He shut his eyes momentarily.

Aimi looked up to meet the eyes of her brother.

[4:10]

Nix's senses kickstarted, he needed to be quick about it.

"Aimi!" He called with a voice full of enthusiasm.

Her eyes shone with happiness at having recognised which twin she was looking at. She had always been able to identify them by their personality, for a second there, she had thought it was her eldest bro Naz.

Just to make sure, she was going to give him a little test like she always does.

"Would you care to come down to the dining hall? The aroma of the dish is sure to blow your mind away." He went straight to the point, he had no time for much sweet talks.

Aimi stood her ground, staring at him.

He looked awkwardly to the side, her gaze was starting to make him self conscious.

[4:00. A minute has been used up]

His panic level started to rise when the notification popped up in front of him. If he couldn't get to her innocent little heart within a minute, he was skeptical if he could have enough effect to do the same when it would come to his mother, once he was done here.

"One question, that's it and I would go down on my own will." Aimi had a smirk playing on her lips.

She had met instances when their house had been attacked by enemy forces. It was only through her gift could she perceive the intruder who had shapeshifted into the likeness of her brother.

Nix didn't like the tone in her voice, it sounded like he was walking into a trap. But if this was the only way he could get her to comply. He had to do it.

"Alright. What is it?" He smiled, determined not to show how uneasy he felt.