Your heart-felt confession convinces the old man.

"...Okay, Drama. Cut the Telemundo shit. It's a $100 a month. Up front, cash only. I'm usually here from 10 am til about 5 pm, but the gym is open from 6 am til midnight. Bring your own wraps and gloves, get properly sized gloves that with enough room for the wraps. Don't get the skinny little bullshit MMA ones. We're starting with cardio so wear something comfortable and bring your own jump rope if you don't like the ones we have for you here."

You breathe a sigh of relief.

"You're not going to regret this, thank you."
"Yeah, whatever."

Alina told you to stay away from people as much as possible, and you're finding that to be more difficult in practice than you first thought it would be.

Recognizing walking into a store to buy the boxing equipment might cause some problems, you decide to order the supplies you need using an online delivery app, and head back to Alina's flat to wait.

You can't say that you look forward to training at a boxing gym, but a small part of you is excited at the prospect of eventually becoming like the guys you saw at the gym. You weren't really 'bullied' per se when you were in school, you understood that there was a social hierarchy in place and you were close to the bottom of it. You stayed out of the way, and you just went.. unnoticed.

You had a few acquaintances that you played video games with were all more academically inclined than you were, and after high school they all left your small town to go to college. You stayed behind with the other losers. Got a job at the local plant and spent the next dozen years canning dog food and spending your free time on a sofa with your eyes glued to a screen. You had no friends, no ambitions, no life to speak of, at least until yesterday.

But you always did want to be different, to be special. And now you could be. You could train yourself, hone your body like a real life Batman(or maybe the Punisher, he was more badass), learn how to fight, and with your time-stop watch you had literal superpowers. Alina was going to be your super-hot, sexy butler that sucks your cock whenever she's not... uh, butlering.

Like make tea and wear bowties and shit. She was going to make tea, and then get on her knees and hoover your nuts while you-

"Chrrring! Chrrring!"

The electric doorbell that knocks you out of your dumbass daydream sounds almost like an old-school phone. You glance down at your magic-watch and realize that the driver must be here with your order already. As you get yourself up from the sofa, the now familiar text box pops into your field of vision, letting you know your watch powers have been restored and ready for use.

This was going to be the first step towards being a new you. Someone that is deserving of someone like Alina. Once you complete your quests and your powers became permanent, you would live your life as a real-life hero, helping those in need, to at least try to atone somewhat for what you've done already.

You pull the door open and are greeted with the sight of a tiny little slip of a girl. She looks young, probably still in her teens. She's holding an Academy bag in her hands, you can see the outline of your new boxing gloves through the thin plastic bag.

"Hello, I'm ere vith your order?"

She has a lovely Russian accent. It's kind of hot.

[Radiant Quest: Urinate directly down Miha Nika's throat, quest target must ingest full contents of your bladder for successful quest completion. Target is immune to freezing for the duration of this quest.]
[Time limit: 25 minutes]
[Reward: Psy Power level +1, new watch functionality]
[Penalty on failure: Psy Power level -1, loss of one watch function chosen at random]

Aaaand, there it is. Okay, so maybe being a hero thing was going to have to wait a bit, because you're about to do something pretty fucked up to this little blue eyed, blonde haired Russian girl.