I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World

Jack's smile was genuine. As genuine as a girlfriend telling her boyfriend that her best friend is gay.

But damn, Jack really thought of me as his friend. He stayed lonely for so long that the first person who talked even one sentence to him became a lifelong pal for him. It's like kids trusting strangers and getting kidnapped just because they gave them candy. That's why I always buy as many candies as possible… to make sure kidnappers can't buy them to lure kids. Yeah.

In the end, I could only return Jack's smile and agree to take his help.

"Alright." I shake my head, getting in the zone now. "I am moving forward. It's all on you, Jack. You will make me move my legs. You are in control of my body now. I trust you."

"Don't worry, pal. I won't break your trust. You gave me the control of your body and no matter how much I want to misuse this power to make you do things… slurp. But I won't do it. This is strictly professional work."

"Did you just… slurp?"

"Yes."

I hate it already.

"It's normal, pal." Jack added. "Don't worry about it. I will tell you when and where to move as per our deal. No last minute fetish fulfillments."

"You better. Now start. I don't want to wait here to see Johnson coming back."

"Alright. I am starting."

Jack came floating in front of me like an oversized panty of my neighbour.

All three of us were in a straight line.

Jack in the front, behind him was his dead body and then in the last, it was me.

"Alright, pal." Jack spoke and I poured all my attention on his words as if he was a japanese asmr.

"Walk at six o' clock."

"Fcking hell!"

"What? We haven't even started yet!"

"You are not some black cat commando on a mission, dude. Talk normally. You would get me killed with these six o' clock shit."

"I see. I thought you must be familiar with such analogies. I overestimated you. My fault."

"... You bastard. I am familiar with all this. But to walk like that takes training. And how dare you make fun of me after telling me to move six o' clock. That's literally moving backwards!"

"Right. It seems I overestimated myself too."

"... Dude, it's still not too late. You can back out now. I can manage all on my own. I will do better than this, I am sure."

"Don't say that. I am going to lock in now. I will only speak in baby terms now so that we don't face any problems. Though, it's the babies that make problems for us in the first place. Know what I mean?"

"... I have no idea what you mean. Don't lump me with your kind, man. Just focus on what you have to do!"

"Right. Baby language it is."

"Yes. Use baby language. No need to go all hightech."

Jack nodded and I again poured all my attention to his words but this time I focused like it was a low budget turkish asmr.

I took a deep breath, bent my knees and I will move as soon as Jack tells me the way.

And finally, he said it:

"Goo Goo Gaa Gaa Goo Goo."

"Motherfuckerrr!"

I slammed my feet so hard Satan must have looked at his ceiling and called for a plumber.

But to hell with Satan, I had someone worse than Satan with me.

"What is it, pal? Don't abuse me like that."

"You are seriously asking what is it? What the hell did you do just now?"

"What?"

"You just said Goo Goo Gaa Gaa!"

"So?"

"So? We are not in a nursery! And kids don't even talk like Goo Goo Gaa Gaa. These are just some made up words."

"Look, pal. I told you to explain in baby language and I did that."

I clenched my jaw.

I would have lashed out on him if I wasn't afraid of stumbling and getting burned by one of the guards.

But freaking hell.. this guy should be a professional pornstar of the mind fcuk genre. He would even make the camera pregnant while wearing two condoms at that!

"Jack, I am saying this one last time. Are you serious about this or not?"

"To be honest, pal." Jack paused. "That Goo Goo Gaa Gaa was a joke I made on the fly. I was serious until that joke came to mind. And I am sure you know how it is when something comes inside you, you try to throw it out before it could grow inside you into something else."

"I again have no idea what you mean by that. Don't just assume I would know the same things as you. I may be a pervert but I am certainly one notch down from you."

"Fair. Anyway, now I am serious, pal. No more jokes. Only goal."

"You promise?"

"Yes. I promise."

"I hope this promise isn't like a boyfriend saying 'Just one pic, babe, I'll delete it after seeing it. Give me nudes.' while wearing boxers."

"... People ask nudes from their girlfriends?" Jack's eyes widened. "Tch. How low they had fallen."

He shook his head as if he just found his daughter in onlyfans for just 5$.

I raised my brows.

"You are against asking for nudes? That's noble. I didn't expect this from you."

"Of course I am against asking for nudes. That's the worst thing a boyfriend can do with his girlfriend."

"Hmm. I see. It seems I misjudged you. Didn't know you were this much against these things."

"Of course, pal. Who the hell asks for nudes from their girlfriends? If you are horny, go to her house, if you can't go from the door, then use a ladder, then go to her room, then pounce on her, if she resists or lies like she has periods and shit, then at least hold her with one hand and jerk off with another. And if by any chance, you are horny and the girlfriend isn't home, then pounce on her mother. Because there is only one rule in the game of life, pal…"

Jack paused and before I could burst with some unknown feeling, he finished saying that the only rule in the game of life was to…

"Keep Levelling Up."