Happy Death System

A Plan Emerged

"Hey, Hades, explain," Samantha said.

[I can take your DNA from when you were still male and alter it slightly. For example, your blood type, which is A, would change to B. This would replace the baby's father's DNA in your current pregnancy.]

Samantha, back in her seat, waiting for her name to be called by the doctor, started thinking hard. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, making her smile.

"Okay, when can you change it?" Samantha asked.

[Whenever you wish, sir. The important thing is before the birth.]

"Okay, then stay quiet for now and don't do anything. I have a plan," Samantha replied.

[Understood, sir.]

"Mrs. Samantha Whitmore?"

A nurse holding a folder opened the door to the OB-GYN's office and called Samantha's name. Hearing her name, Samantha immediately walked to the door to meet the nurse.

"Please come in, ma'am, Dr. Charles is waiting," the nurse said.

"Okay," Samantha replied.

Samantha went in and saw a young, slightly thin doctor wearing glasses sitting behind a desk. He invited Samantha to sit in front of him.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Samantha, how can I help you?" the doctor greeted.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Charles. I'd like to get my pregnancy checked. (She opened her bag.) Here's the result of the pregnancy test I took five days ago," Samantha replied, handing him a stick-like device with two vertical red lines indicating a positive result.

Charles took the test stick and looked at it, then placed it back on the desk and returned it to Samantha.

"Alright, ma'am. Let's examine your pregnancy," Charles said, standing up.

Charles led Samantha to the next room, separated by a curtain, for an ultrasound examination. Samantha unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her stomach, then lay down on the bed. Charles prepared by putting on a mask and gloves, turning on the ultrasound machine, then applying gel to Samantha's stomach with a gentle massage. After that, he turned his monitor towards Samantha and began pressing the transducer probe onto her stomach.

Samantha could see the ultrasound image of her abdomen on the monitor. Charles moved the probe, confirming that Samantha was indeed pregnant. After that, Charles printed the results, and they returned to the desk.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy, ma'am. Please take good care of yourself from now on, as your pregnancy is still vulnerable. Don't get too tired, and get plenty of rest," Charles advised, writing a prescription for Samantha's early pregnancy medication.

"Okay, Doctor, thank you. How far along am I, Doctor?" Samantha asked.

"8 weeks, ma'am," Charles replied.

"Hmm, 8 weeks. Is it possible to do a DNA test if I want to?" Samantha asked.

Charles's smiling face suddenly changed when he heard Samantha's question. His hand, which was writing a prescription for pregnancy medication, abruptly stopped, and he looked at Samantha seriously.

"A DNA test? May I ask why, ma'am?" Charles asked.

"Um... I want to confirm if this baby is my husband's or not, Doc. (Damn, I sound like a cheating wife who's scared the baby in my belly isn't my husband's,)" Samantha replied.

Charles was silent for a moment. The smile had completely vanished from his face, but he didn't ask anything else. Instead, he adjusted his glasses and continued writing the prescription.

"Okay... I understand. For that, I'll need your blood test and a blood sample from your husband," Charles said, continuing to write his prescription.

"Okay, Doc, I'll head to the lab now. (Okay, from his face, he definitely thinks I'm some awful cheating woman... perfect, this is embarrassing)" Samantha replied.

After getting her prescription, Samantha left Dr. Charles's office. She walked down the hallway to the reception desk to register for a blood test at the laboratory.

[What exactly is your plan, sir?]

"Hehe, you can't read my plans, can you? Good, good. You'll know soon enough. The important thing now is that the man named Maxwell, who likes to stick his dick into a lot of women, is going to face the consequences because he dared to stick his dick into my younger sister," Samantha replied.

[Hmm... okay, sounds interesting.]

*****

After finishing up at the laboratory and leaving the hospital, Samantha headed home. As she pulled up to her house, she saw Sarah standing on the porch right in front of the door, talking to a man wearing a tank top that clearly showed his muscular physique and shorts, like someone who had just come from the gym. He seemed to be charming Sarah. The man was none other than Maxwell. Samantha was annoyed seeing Maxwell smiling and telling all sorts of stories, while Sarah looked uncomfortable but remained polite, listening.

"Well, well, what a coincidence. That creature has come to my house. Hades, I'll need your help to get a blood sample from him in a bit," Samantha muttered to herself, a smile spreading across her face.

[Understood, sir.]

Samantha pulled her car into the carport, then got out and walked to her house's porch, while secretly activating her charm and manipulation skills on her skill screen. Maxwell and Sarah turned to look at Samantha as she approached them. Maxwell's eyes widened when he saw Samantha, and his smile grew even wider, while Sarah looked relieved to see Samantha arrive. Suddenly, "Ouch," Samantha pretended to stumble, and Maxwell, quick on his feet, caught her. Samantha's long nails intentionally grazed Maxwell's upper arm, where he was wearing the tank top, drawing blood.

"Big sis, are you okay?" Sarah asked.

"Oh, sorry, Max, I tripped (turns to look at Sarah and smiles) I'm okay Sarah," Samantha said, giving Maxwell a sweet smile.

"It's nothing, good thing I was here to catch you," Maxwell replied proudly.

"Why are you in front of my house? What's up?" Samantha asked, now standing straight again.

"Oh, I was just explaining my business to Sarah. I'm an entrepreneur, you know," Maxwell boasted.

"Oh really, what kind of business? (She pretended to glance at Maxwell's arm.) Oh no, your arm is bleeding! It must have happened when you caught me. I'm so, so sorry," Samantha said, feigning deep regret while holding Maxwell's arm and looking at his face.

"Don't worry, it's nothing, just a scratch, I can barely feel it," Maxwell said boastfully.

But before Maxwell could elaborate on his business, he turned and saw Christina, his mother, coming out of her house. He immediately excused himself from Samantha and Sarah, saying he'd visit again later. Samantha, watching him leave, smirked. Then she turned to Sarah.

"Hey, what business was he explaining?" Samantha asked.

"He said he sells muscle mass supplements and works as a personal trainer. He looked me up and down, then up again, and said my body was good, but it could be even better if I trained privately with him, then we can built a business empire after I got fit, he said," Sarah replied.

"Oh really? And you were going to?" Samantha asked.

"Of course not! I actually felt really uncomfortable and regretted opening the door when he came. He asked for my number and gave me his Instagram account. I just said 'yes, yes' because I knew he was our neighbor and because his mom is nice," Sarah explained.

"Hehe, smart girl. Come on, let's go inside," Samantha said, inviting Sarah in.

Both of them went inside. Samantha took off her shoes and put her keys on the kitchen counter. After that, she tossed her hair and walked to the couch, "thud," she plopped right onto the couch. Sarah sat next to her.

"How come you're home already?" Samantha asked.

"Detective Garcia called, so I left class to meet him at a diner near campus. When we met, he said he'd arrested the professor, and from the interrogation, the professor said he'd recruited some students to help him find female students he could take advantage of, in exchange for good grades and job guarantees after graduation. Derek's name came up among those students. Detective Garcia confirmed it with me because he asked about my relationship with Derek," Sarah said.

"Oh, okay. Of course, he wouldn't want to go down alone," Samantha commented.

"Then he also said that several lecturers and staff were involved in his actions," Sarah added.

"Hmm, so it's a big case, huh?" Samantha replied.

"It seems so. The professor isn't just accused of sexual assault; he's also accused of extortion, bribery, and finally, smuggling and distributing illegal drugs," Sarah said.

"Wow... he was busy, apparently," Samantha replied.

"That's right, sis. Detective Garcia is now investigating where the professor got the drugs he used and distributed to aid his actions," Sarah said.

"Hmm, did Derek use those drugs?" Samantha asked.

"I'm not defending Derek, but I'm sure he wouldn't use those kinds of drugs," Sarah replied.

"Alright, I understand," Samantha said.

"So, how about you, sis? How many months along are you?" Sarah asked enthusiastically.

"Um... only 8 weeks, hehe," Samantha replied, handing Sarah her sonogram photo.

Sarah's face lit up when she saw the photo in her hand. She immediately turned and hugged Samantha, then looked at the photo again. Meanwhile, Samantha,

"Hey, Hades, you managed to get Maxwell's blood, right?" Samantha asked.

[Of course, sir. I've already put it in the dimensional storage.]

Samantha opened her dimensional storage. "Whoosh," a holographic screen opened. She read it while chatting with Sarah, who couldn't see the screen.

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Dimensional storage:

- Elixir x 2 (cooldown: 23 days)

- Map data data diri x 1

- Vial containing Maxwell's blood drops

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"Good, thanks, now we can go to the next step hehe," Samantha replied.

[Glad to be of assistance, sir.]