"Hey, Ugly!" A tall youth with acne-scattered skin called out to a chubby, homely, short figure standing in front of a small shop.

The unattractive face of the portly young man twisted into an even less appealing grimace, and he turned towards the taller youth with a look of dread.

"Come here, Ugly! Hurry up!"

The well-built, though not thin, youth displayed his menacing expression, summoning the chubby one with a fierce tone.

Upon hearing the angry bellow of the taller youth, the stout one quickly abandoned his place by the storefront and scurried towards his caller.

"Wh-what do you want, Sir?" stuttered the corpulent youth with a faltering voice.

"No questions!" The taller one shoved the chubby youth, knocking him backwards to the ground, then planted his foot firmly on the stout lad's chest. "I'm irked just looking at your hideous, bloated figure! Hand over whatever money you’ve got now!"

"Ju-just a moment, Sir," the pudgy young man hastened, fumbling through his pockets while ignoring the pain he suffered.

Thud!

A fist smashed into the right cheek of the chunky youth for taking too long to produce the money.

"You're too slow, damn it!" The taller youth tore at the plain green shirt of the plump one, intending to pull him aside.

The weight of the chubby young man's corporeal mass failed to sustain the integrity of his own attire.

His flabby chest revealed, punch after punishing punch bore down on him in frustration.

"Please, don't hit me!"

While cradling his pain, the hefty young man managed to withdraw a single banknote and weakly offered it to the taller one.

"Good. Now get out of my sight!" A kick rumbled into the soft belly of the stout youth. A smirk crept over the taller young man's face upon gazing at the cash.

After pocketing the 50,000 rupiah from the chubby youth, the tall one walked away, leaving the rotund fellow on the street, his face aglow with a counterfeit sheen of contentment.

As the tall youth retreated, the overweight one picked himself up, busied himself tidying his clothing, and then trudged back home with reddened eyes.

"Damn it all!"

Inside his cramped rental room, the heavy-set young man vented his frustrations by pummeling his pillow.

The pillowcase, now a crumpled mess, became speckled with drops that descended from above—tears streaming from the eyes of the disheartened youth.

"I regret coming to this world!! My fate remains the same, even in a world so different! Curse it! Every last deity is heartless! Zeus be cursed, you swine!!"

The husky youth spontaneously spewed forth these sentiments, an outpouring of the curses borne of a heart tirelessly bearing the trials of his current existence.

Vino Bleki, the youth who had unintentionally shifted to a parallel dimension scarcely distinguishable from his original Earth.

He had moved two years prior into the body of this stout young man, one coincidentally bearing his identical name.

Upon arriving, his former robust physique was already compromised by fat and lack of height. Vino recognized this was detrimental if it persisted unabated.

Still, after two years of effort to slim down, the results were underwhelming. Despite the narrowing of his figure, he still appeared bulky, not as excessively so as before, but enough to continue being the butt of ridicule, particularly at work and his lodgings.

He found himself shunned, neither women nor men even considering friendship with him.

Compounding his misery was an offensive body odor. Vino was acutely aware this contributed to the social distance enforced by others.

Regardless of soap choice or quantity, his sweat invariably resurrected the unpleasant scent.

Retreating to the village and residing with his elderly parents beckoned Vino, but he knew their daily sustenance depended on him.

His parents, advanced in age, had Vino quite late in life.

His father's capacity for labor had waned, confined now to light duties on their tiny farmstead.

Vino avoided imparting his urban miseries to his parents. Each visit, he feigned cheerfulness, bestowed upon them his hard-won wages, and the following day, returned to Jakarta to grapple with his adverse destiny.

Now, Vino truly could bear no more. In his mind, a plan to end it all manifested, though a lingering doubt in his heart restrained this dire intent.

"Tell me how to change my fate for the better! Please, someone, just tell me how to become handsomely presentable, not this ugly! I'm beyond weary! I'm desperately tired... to anyone who knows... please tell me."

Burying his face in the pillow, Vino sought to suppress his sobs.

Nevertheless, his heart refused silence, for the weights of feeling therein demanded release.

With each sob and sniffle, Vino’s sorrow gradually dissolved, imparting some measure of solace.

[Ding! The System has found a host!]

[Initiating rapid binding!]

[Ding! The System binding is successful!]

[Welcome to The Ultimate Boyfriend Rental System!]

Vino’s crying ceased upon hearing a series of mechanical, robotic-toned announcements resounding in his head.

"Who's there?!" Vino sprang up on his thin floor mattress and scanned his tiny room.

Finding no sign of an intruder, he was both puzzled and frightened.

Wiping the snot from his upper lip and drying his eyes, he took one final survey of his room for any hidden interlopers. "Who spoke just now?! Please, show yourself!"

As if in response to his words, the mysterious voice he sought reverberated once more.

[Ding! Congratulations on becoming the sole employee of the Heavenly Boyfriend Rental Company!]

"A System?!"

After carefully heeding the internal voice, a recollection sparked within Vino.

His puzzled expression shifted to elation, and as his euphoria surged, Vino trembled uncontrollably.

The System, an artifact often encountered in his numerous readings, typically bestowed upon such special entities whether they be reincarnated souls, world travelers, or reborn individuals.

It was a tool to assist these special beings in achieving greatness.

Now, the System was his, and Vino was unastonished; he had been awaiting its arrival.

"System, can you explain your purpose to me?"

[Ding! The Ultimate Boyfriend Rental System can transform you into a versatile man. Featuring an appointment function, as the name suggests, you can be booked to become a girlfriend’s boyfriend for a specified period.]

[Once an appointment arises, you are free to accept or decline. Declining incurs no punishment, but no reward will be received. Accepting, on the other hand, grants you a permanent reward.]

[The System will adapt your persona to suit the client's wishes. Completing an appointment satisfactorily entitles you to choose one of the abilities provided at the start for completing the task. Satisfied clients will reward you with a bonus.]

After hearing the System's explanation, Vino roughly grasped its functions and purpose.

The concept echoed that of the rentable boyfriend services in Japan. He would be at women's disposal as a temporary beau, and upon completion of services rendered, he'd receive whatever prize was on offer.

"This service isn’t about anything... indecent, is it?" Vino pressed for confirmation of his comprehension.

[It depends on the client's request. If she wishes for bedroom play, you must comply.]

Gulp!

At this revelation, Vino involuntarily swallowed hard.

"I see, System!"

[Ding! The System sympathizes with the host and decides to grant a Beginner’s Gift Package!]

[The Beginner’s Gift Package is opened! You’ve received the Teleportation Ability, and a start-up fund of 20 million rupiah!]

Vino’s eyes widened, disbelieving as he exclaimed, "Teleportation?!"

The Starter Gift Package granted him astonishing Teleportation skills.

Teleportation was not an ordinary ability, not one that made sense or could be explained with common sense.

Even the world's scientists and inventors were far from achieving human teleportation, as it involved numerous aspects beyond mathematics, technology, and energy.

However, all of this was realized by Vino now, thanks to the System granting him a skill that allowed him to move or travel instantly to a place without going through various terrains.

[Teleportation: A skill embedded in your soul and body permanently, capable of instantaneously transporting yourself to a location merely through thought or memory. If you envisage or focus on the destination, your body will automatically transfer swiftly with a blink of an eye.]

[Note: coordinates of the location are needed to perform Teleportation accurately.]

"Impossible! How can such a skill exist in this world?!" Vino got out of bed and shook his head in disbelief.

He stood up, picked up his old mobile phone, and searched for an image in his photo gallery.

The picture was of a spot that existed somewhere in the world.

Despite his expressed disbelief, Vino closed his eyes and envisioned the photo.

In the next moment, his figure blurred and vanished from his room.

"Woah!!"

Upon opening his eyes, a large statue often used as a jesting emoji appeared before Vino.

"Moai Statues!!!"

His body trembled with excitement, his eyes bulged nearly out of their sockets, and his mouth widened like the entrance to a massive cave.

Standing before the slightly askew Moai statue, Vino's face was filled with indescribable shock.

"Is this...." Vino stepped on the grass and earth beneath him, feeling for authenticity. "Is this real?! Did it work?!"

[You are currently on Easter Island, Chile.]

"Damn! Is this for real?!"

Vino yelled toward the Moai Statue with disbelief in his heart.

The Moai Statue in front of Vino stood silent with a flat expression, a big question mark appearing above his head.

"I just cannot believe it!"

Quickly, Vino reached into his pocket for his saved phone and took a close-up photo of the Moai Statue.

Satisfied, he stood upright once more, his eyes beginning to close, his mind focusing on the image of his room.

The figure of Vino near the Moai Statue disappeared, leaving only diminishing footsteps behind.

"Absolutely astonishing!!"

Back in his room, Vino clenched his fist, holding in the elation he felt in his heart.

The experience was incredible, and the Teleportation touted by the System was real.

The System informed him that he must use this teleportation skill as a means to reach the location of clients seeking his services.

Vino understood why the System gave him this phenomenal gift in the starter package.

It all made sense.

"Rent a girlfriend," Vino mumbled to himself, pondering in his heart. The job sounded good and promising, especially since it was managed by the System.

Moreover, this job involved beautiful women. He might just fall in love with a woman who rented him and lose his bachelorhood.

Vino was thrilled at the mere thought.

A life goal or dream of his was to interact with beautiful women.

As he was contemplating this lovely dream of life with a beautiful woman, the System's voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding! System has received a beginners' order from a female client! Please review and decide before accepting!]

[Customer Name: Callie Ava]

[Request: Renting a boyfriend for a mall stroll and a brief meeting with friends]

[Order Requirements: Height 182 cm, Gentle appearance, Handsome face, Lean muscular body, Clean and white skin complexion, Communication skills, English proficiency]

[Rental Duration: 10 hours]

[Payment: 700,000 rupiah]

[Do you accept this rental request?]

"A first order?!" Vino was momentarily surprised, his facial expression turning eager.

"Of course I accept this rental request!"

His first opportunity to be a temporary boyfriend to a woman.

[Acceptance confirmed!]

[Initiating transformation of host to match client's boyfriend request!]

Following the System's voice, a massive change overtook Vino's entire body.

Vino felt intense pain, curling on the floor with a tormented expression.

He felt as though his body was being torn apart and reassembled by unseen hands.

This agonizing process lasted a full half-hour.

During that time, each second felt like a cruel torture chamber.

There was no part of his body that didn't feel pain; it invaded all of his limbs at once.

[Height enhancement underway.... Basic Handsome Face being integrated.... Calisthenic Body being merged.... Gentle Demeanor being unified.... Skin Complexion being altered.... Professional Communication Skills being implanted.... Advanced English Language Knowledge being inserted....]

One by one the System's voice sounded in his ears, and with every announcement, something changed in his body.

After enduring the pain for 30 whole minutes, Vino, now without discomfort, stood in front of a mirror marveling at an appearance that seemed to defy the heavens.

At this moment, Vino scrutinized his reflection in the mirror.

The man he now looked upon was strange yet vaguely familiar to him, a handsome and curious sight.

A tall, lean-muscled, striking man stood before the mirror. This youth's all-around appearance was devastatingly handsome, putting countless social media heartthrobs to shame.

The features of every handsome archetypal male had been co-opted by Vino's present visage.

His tanned skin was now a clean and envy-inducing white. His previously short and stout body had vanished, replaced by a tall, slim figure with captivating muscles.

Vino touched his face and body, ensuring the reflection he saw was tangible.

"Damn!"

Stepping back from the mirror, Vino was in awe of his transformed body.

He examined his hands and feet directly.

His current body felt foreign, requiring several minutes to adjust and adapt.

Once comfortable, Vino tested his abilities by performing push-ups and effortlessly hoisting himself up by his arms.

Moves previously impossible in his normal body were now executed with ease.

"Incredible!!"

[Ding! Transformation complete!]

[Host is requested to dress appropriately and prepare to meet the client!]

[Location: New York, United States!]

"A foreigner?" Vino's eyes briefly lit up, and an enigmatic smile formed on his reformed, handsome face.

[System has prepared a new identity for you for this order as well as suitable attire. Prepare yourself promptly to avoid being late.]

Vino nodded swiftly, then donned the complete set of clothes laid out on his bed, courtesy of the System.

Vino's present look was astoundingly handsome, casual yet understated, with a black long-sleeved shirt, long jeans, and designer Aliodas casual shoes.

His tousled hair added a wild, alluring touch.

Anyone laying eyes on Vino now would surely be tempted, regardless of their race or nationality.

"I am ready for my first order." Vino slipped his identification card into his shirt pocket and offered a subtle smile.

On a sidewalk near Manhattan, New York City, a beautiful woman in a slightly revealing black dress and a cream jacket covering her upper body stood with a puzzled face, glancing at the glowing screen of her phone.

"What app is this?" she murmured, holding on to the application that had popped up unexpectedly.

This peculiar app appeared like a virus that infiltrated her phone just as she switched it on and unlocked it.

She had attempted several times to delete the odd app, but it would always reinstate itself after each removal attempt.

Furrowing her brows in frustration, she muttered to herself, "Why can't this app be deleted?! What even is it? And where did it come from?!"

Her determined fingers continued to try to eliminate it, surpassing ten attempts, but each time, the app would reappear mere seconds later.

"Could this be some kind of virus?"

The woman's day grew tense, and she quickly began brainstorming for a solution to this bizarre issue.

An idea struck her, and she instantly pressed the restart button on her phone's screen. Her phone powered off and rebooted, hoping to clear the virtual intrusion.

With no other options, she had to turn off her phone, hoping the strange application would vanish.

"I just hope this app disappears before my friends get here."

Yet, when her phone rebooted, her eyes still caught sight of the annoying app's logo on her device.

Her internal anger peaked, but she was powerless against this persistent digital adversary.

Curiosity got the better of her, drawing her to press the peculiar "Rental Boyfriend" app that was oddly alluring, complete with a logo featuring a handsome man whom she'd never seen before.

Hesitantly, she tapped the app, wanting to see what it was all about.

Simultaneously, a notification obscured the odd app's view. It was a message from her friends who'd planned to meet up.

"Cancelled?! What was the point of me waiting here then?!" Her face turned even more sour upon learning her friends had called off their gathering due to last-minute issues.

As she seethed without replying to their message, her attention was drawn back to the strange app she had just opened.

"Rent a boyfriend?" A smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"Rather than head home all dressed up for nothing, why not test out this strange app," the woman pondered with a newfound brightness. "I'm curious if it's a scam or not. If so, I won't hesitate to report it to the authorities."

When she noticed the app resembled a game with a "Start" button, doubt flickered in her chest.

"This is odd."

Her finger pressed the "Start" button, and a form querying the type of boyfriend she was seeking surfaced.

Text appeared mid-screen.

[Please enter your desired boyfriend characteristics!]

As the message faded away, a new application interface displayed a plethora of options, ranging from height, basic handsome features, high-level handsome, to super handsome, various skin colors, a choice between a sexy or delicate demeanor, desirable skills, and much more.

Her lips curved in amusement. "An intriguing application. Let's see if it can deliver the man of my desires."

With that, her fingers danced over the selection list, matching her preferences.

She entered the rental period she desired.

Considering it was still morning, with plenty of time ahead, she opted for just 10 hours.

"Only forty-six dollars? That's quite cheap."

Surprised at the affordable rate matching her desires, the woman considered the rental fee a bargain.

Next, she confirmed the booking by entering her payment details and hitting the "order now" button.

[Rent request processing!]

[Order successful! $46 has been charged!]

[Please wait! Your ordered man will arrive in 3 minutes!]

"Alright. I'll be waiting for him right here."

The woman nodded with a smile, standing leisurely on the bustling sidewalk.

The quirky app had already collected her basic information, including name, phone number, age, and had requested a photo to ensure the man she ordered could identify her.

Additionally, it asked for her current location to be entered.

She complied with all requests, figuring it was to enable a speedy meet-up with her ordered man.

If the app proved deceptive, she had no qualms about pursuing legal action.

Actually, even if it wasn't necessary, the app had only charged her $50, a minor sum.

Before she knew it, 3 minutes had flown by, and she patiently awaited the arrival of the man she had rented.

"Hello, are you Callie Ava?"

A man's rather ordinary voice reached her ears.

Instinctively, her head turned to see who was calling her.

As she glanced to her side, she laid eyes on a dashing man standing next to her with a gentle smile.

Her pupils dilated, and her heart skipped a beat.

"You?"

"I'm Vino, the rental boyfriend you requested."

Vino arrived punctually, albeit after navigating some distance from where Callie was standing.

Callie, who had rented Vino, was his very first customer.

"Eh?" Upon hearing Vino's response, Callie was visibly astounded and stared at him in disbelief. "Are you really from this app?"

"Um, yes. I'm here because of the order you placed a little while ago." Vino nodded confidently as he looked into Callie's eyes.

Callie's cascading hair down to her shoulders looked enchanting, and the contours of her figure were too distracting for Vino to gaze at directly.

A broad grin emerged on Callie's face, and she casually looped her left arm around Vino's, saying, "Well then, you're my boyfriend as of now."

"As per your order, Callie," Vino replied with a nod.

"No-no, you're going to call me something else. I want you to call me by a 'Pet Name' you choose."

"Pet Name? You mean like an animal name?"

With her cheeks turning red, Callie tightened her grip on Vino's muscular arm. "No, that's not what it means. I mean, call me by an endearing name."

Scratching his temple, Vino queried, "Is that necessary?"

Clearly, Vino appeared out of his element.

Rather than being upset, Callie found herself endeared by Vino's innocence and longed to plant a kiss on his unassuming cheek.

"It's necessary, now that you're my boyfriend for the next few hours."

"Um... okay, Honey."

When Vino uttered that, a flush of red tinted Callie's cheeks, and her embrace on Vino's solid arm tightened.

"Now you accompany me for a stroll around New York City; we're going to have a great time together today, Honey."

Callie began to lead an inexperienced and slightly awkward Vino towards Midtown Manhattan.

They made a striking pair, a handsome man and a beautiful woman walking side by side.

"I have a question for you. Why choose to be a rental boyfriend? You're incredibly good-looking, your handsomeness is quite exceptional."