Just want to be a supporting role

The Fifteenth Step

Bob looked at the cake in front of him, then at Alva behind Tina, and finally his gaze settled on Tina as he said without much emotion, "I don't know you."

Tina was righteous, "It's okay, now we know each other."

Bob probably hadn't encountered this situation before and didn't know how to react. He thought girls should understand the subconscious meaning behind his words.

"I heard Oppa is perfect at singing high notes. "I wonder if I have the honor of hearing you sing," Tina boldly took out her phone, "Want to add me on MSN?"

Alva: "..."

He truly experienced what it meant to be "a woman's capriciousness."

The boy next to Bob chuckled, finding this girl interesting. "Girl, your way of asking for MSN is too direct. Our high-note singer won't agree."

"What about you?" Tina turned to him with a smile. This man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was also a handsome young man. "I want to add you too."

The boy raised his sharp eyebrows and looked Tina up and down. The girl wasn't dressed provocatively; in fact, she was quite conservative. Her long skirt only revealed a slender section of her calf, and her toes, peeking out from her sandals, were clean and roundly cute. Her long hair was tied back, exposing her smooth, full forehead. Although she wore a mask covering most of her face, her bright and clear eyes suggested that her whole face behind the mask was probably stunning to many.

"It's my honor to be invited by a beautiful girl," the boy didn't hesitate and immediately added Tina. "Jim."

Tina lifted her little head, delighted. Jim looked towards her back and made eye contact with Alva, whose face was ashen, making Jim stumble.

After adding her, Tina turned her expectant gaze back to Bob. Jim withdrew his gaze and, after a moment's thought, nudged Bob's arm. "The little beauty wants to add you, so add her."

Bob, egged on by Jim, reluctantly added Tina.

"His name is Bobby, that's just how he is. "Don't take it to heart," Jim said with a smile. Mainly, he found Alva's ugly expression very amusing and intuitively felt that it had something to do with this girl. He didn't mind watching the drama unfold.

"Bobby is a handsome guy, and his name is nice too," Tina pretended not to know it was a pseudonym and lavished praise without stint. Bob nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with her words.

His gaze towards Tina with little fluctuated, probably thinking she had "good taste."

"..." Seems like a narcissist.

At this moment, Alva, who had been silent all along, suddenly sneered, "Am I invisible?"

"Brother," Tina turned around and held up the cake, "I made this cake for you with all my heart."

Alva: "..." Did he think he was blind just now?

Jim: "..." It's actually for Alva.

Bob: "..." It's not for him?

Getting to know them would also help in obtaining scream points, and it would be best to develop a long-term "cooperative" relationship.

Thinking about it, if she didn't come to the bar in the future, she could still obtain scream points through them. Wouldn't that be a steady stream of income?

So Tina didn't mind the awkwardness at all and acted as if nothing had happened.

As long as she wasn't embarrassed, it was others who would be embarrassed!

"I know that Light is the lead singer of XC. Are you two, Jim and Bobby, also in a band or are you solo artists?" Tina placed the cake on the stool and asked as she unwrapped it.

"Bobby and I just occasionally come to help out with singing for fun," Jim replied, leaning in and saying unbelievingly, "Did you do this? It's gorgeous."

Then he heard the girl say with some grievance but very seriously, "I never lie."

A sneer came from beside them, from Alva.

Jim apologized to the little beauty like a gentleman.

Tina stared at him, "Light, why are you laughing at me? Did I say something wrong?"

Alva: "Don't call me brother."

Every time she called him that, his scalp tingled and goosebumps appeared. He could now be sure that this woman was doing it on purpose. She came to the bar specifically to cast her net whenever she saw a good-looking guy.

It would be best if she caught a fish, but she wouldn't be discouraged if she didn't.

"Okay, then should I call you Light?" Tina sighed as if hurt, and then carefully pointed to the cake, "Don't be so mean... I especially wrote your name on the cake. Do you want this piece?"

Only if his brain was fried would he eat it.

And only if he had nothing better to do would he agree to let her into the bar and now stand here talking to her.

Alva turned around and was about to go back to where he came from.

"Light!" Tina quickly ran over and hugged his arm, "Have a little bit. I spent the whole afternoon making it. Really, I'll show you a video."

She took out a staged video she had specially recorded in the cake shop, ready for this moment.

Alva didn't want to watch it; he just wanted to break free from that soft hand. A strange tingling spread from the skin on contact with her. This young woman liked to touch men at such a young age. Who taught her that?

However, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the phone.

In the video, a girl wearing a mask and gloves is carefully spreading cream on a cake, with cream all over her face and body. She lets out a painful cry while cutting fruits, having cut her finger.

As my gaze shifts downward, I indeed spot a band-aid on the girl's index finger.

She really... carefully made this cake for him and delivered it.

Upon realizing this, Alva's whole demeanor changed, her face stiffening into an expressionless mask.

"So, this little beauty likes Light? "Are you pursuing him?" Jim leaned in, took a look, and clicked his tongue. "Tsk tsk."

Tina quickly said, "It's just a fan's admiration for an idol."

Alva's expression, which had just brightened, darkened again. He turned and walked into the room, slamming the door behind him with a bang.

"Cough..." Jim voluntarily picked up a piece of cake to ease the tension. "It tastes excellent."

"Later, I'll sing a song. What song do you want to hear? You can choose anything."

The words "screaming song" almost tumbled out of her throat, but Tina batted her sparkling eyes and said, "I love all the songs you sing, but personally, I prefer the kind that are loud, heart-wrenching, and bursting with emotion. They make me feel powerful."

Then she turned to Bob and asked, "Are you going to sing tonight too?"

Bob felt a little uncomfortable under her bright gaze and averted his eyes slightly before murmuring a response.

Tina's interest was piqued. She obediently held out a piece of cake and handed it to him, her eyes curving into crescents. "Then I'm in for a treat tonight."

The bar gradually filled up with people. Bob and Jim prepared to take the stage, and the latter thoughtfully arranged for the bar to open a booth for Tina.

She had asked the speaker earlier, and as long as the singer sang the song she requested and included a screaming "ah" in it, it would count as valid scream points.

Jim started singing.

Tina pricked up her ears.

After a moment, she received feedback from the speaker. Jim's singing earned her a total of 80 scream points. However, what surprised her even more was that when Jim reached the c****x of the song, the audience joined in, and she earned 1 scream point for every scream!

The experiment succeeded!

Scream points could be transferred through her as long as she was the "source".

Wouldn't that mean that if she got a top singer to hold a concert, all the screams from the entire concert would be hers?

Tina was thrilled, as if she could already see her continuous stream of merit points changing her inevitable fate.

After Jim, it was Bob's turn. When the chilly beauty hit those high notes, Tina's head buzzed, and she finally understood why the speaker had suggested she pay attention to Bob. With just one song, he alone brought Tina a whopping 350 scream points.

She didn't know how the system calculated it, but it was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise.

On top of that, there were also the audience's scream points, which totaled over a thousand!

And that was before Alva's turn to sing...