The morning sun filtered through the thin curtains, casting golden lines across Shen Yuo's face. But he wasn't asleep. He hadn't even closed his eyes since the system activated last night.
The MILF Conquest system interface floated in his vision even when his phone was off. Sleek, glowing UI. Sharp red and silver outlines. Every function seemed so alive—responsive to his thoughts, pulsating with a hunger that now matched his own.
> [New Stat: Pheromone Output - Enhanced Level 2]
[Active Buff: +30% Allure, Passive Attraction Radius Extended to 3 meters]
[Erogenous Vision: Activated]
[Fans Gained Last Night: +1,209]
[In-Game Tokens Earned: +5,800 | Real Money Added to Account: ¥145,000]
Shen's head spun at the numbers. One encounter, and he was now richer than he'd ever been.
He rolled over and stared at his phone, which had auto-recorded the moment with Sakura. The video was blurred at key areas, but sensual audio and heat-filled scenes were intact. A rating system floated above the video. "🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 | Rank #8 this week."
His breath caught. He was a ranked player now?
> [Achievement Unlocked: "Virgin No More"]
[Bonus: +20% Charm for 24 Hours]
[Skill Gained: "Erotic Flow State" – Prolong climax to increase pleasure and fan response]
"Holy shit…" Shen whispered.
Suddenly, the phone buzzed.
> [Notification: Target nearby. Class Erogens Detected. Yue Hatake: Arousal Level – Moderate. Erogenous Zones: Neck, Behind Knees, Lower Back.]
Shen's pulse quickened. He blinked twice and dismissed the interface. He could sense her—Miss Yue Hatake was near. The faint scent of rose and amber that clung to her the day before tickled his senses. Her arousal level was… moderate?
He got dressed quickly, opting for the new shirt he'd bought with his sudden income—a sharp dark navy button-up. It hugged his slightly lean frame better now, thanks to the 10% Body Aesthetic upgrade he bought last night. His collarbone popped subtly, and his posture seemed more confident.
He looked in the mirror. He didn't look like the same guy from three days ago. Still shy under the skin… but there was something brewing beneath that timid shell. Something bold.
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The academy's main hallway buzzed with the morning rush. Uniforms rustled, footsteps echoed, and voices filled the air.
But as Shen stepped through the halls, something strange happened.
Heads turned.
Girls from the nearby affiliated nursing college peeked through the gate to catch a glimpse. Some boys paused mid-conversation as he walked by, blinking in confusion.
"What the…? Since when did Shen look like that?"
Even Tenjo, his roommate, paused while sipping a canned coffee. "Bro… did you get taller?"
Shen shrugged and gave a sly smirk. "Must be the lighting."
Tenjo narrowed his eyes. "Nah, something's different…"
But Shen was already halfway to his lecture hall.
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When he stepped inside, the room went quiet for a second.
And there she was—Miss Yue Hatake.
She stood at the center of the classroom, her long silver-black hair tied in a low bun with strands spilling over her shoulders. She wore a fitted white blouse that dipped dangerously low at the front, hinting just slightly at the curve of her cleavage. The tight pencil skirt hugged her hips and legs with sinfully perfect lines, and her heels clicked as she moved gracefully across the tiles.
Shen's system pulsed.
> [Erogenous Vision Activated]
[Yue Hatake: Arousal Level – Elevated]
[Visible Zones Highlighted: Neck (95%), Lower Back (76%), Inner Thigh (65%)]
Red glows shimmered around those areas when Shen focused. A new tooltip hovered above her:
> [Tip: Casual touches combined with well-timed compliments can boost interest. Erotic energy builds faster in private settings.]
"Mr. Shen Yuo," Miss Hatake's voice sliced through his daze like silk over steel. "You're early today."
The tone was warm… but there was something curious in her eyes. She remembered his stutter from the other day, the awkward glances. But today, Shen stood straighter, held her gaze longer.
"I wanted to catch the best part of the lecture," he replied smoothly.
Some students in the row behind him chuckled. Miss Hatake raised a perfectly arched brow.
"Oh? I didn't know my opening remarks were the best part."
"They are," Shen said, allowing just enough pause to make it suggestive, "especially when delivered like that."
Her lips twitched—not quite a smile, but not a frown either. "Flattery in moderation, Mr. Yuo. Now take your seat."
He did, but not before noticing the flush rising up her neck.
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As the class progressed, Miss Hatake walked among the rows, stopping beside Shen's desk occasionally to explain concepts. Her scent—a blend of musk and peony—filled his nose. When she leaned in to gesture at his notebook, the system flared again.
> [Opportunity Detected: Zone - Neck | Use Breath + Whisper Combo]
[Chance of Erotic Shift: 33%]
Shen hesitated.
She was close.
Her blouse hung loosely enough to give a shadowed glimpse down her top. Her voice was steady as she spoke about cloud server deployment protocols, but Shen caught the slight twitch in her fingers when their knees brushed.
"Miss Hatake," he said suddenly, leaning slightly closer.
Her breath caught.
"Yes?"
"I… appreciate your explanation. But you smell really nice too."
She blinked, flustered, caught off-guard for just a moment.
"I—uh, thank you, Mr. Shen," she replied, then cleared her throat. "Let's… keep focus."
The class buzzed with hushed whispers.
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After class, Shen lingered at his desk. Most students filed out, but Miss Hatake gathered her notes at the front.
> [Side Quest: Private Office Encounter]
[Objective: Enter Yue Hatake's Office Alone – Bonus XP if sensual interaction occurs]
He stood slowly and walked toward her desk.
"Miss Hatake," he began.
She looked up, brows slightly lifted.
"Yes?"
"I… had a question about your grading policy," he said.
She gave a short nod. "Alright. My office is just down the hall. We can go over it there."
> [Quest Accepted]
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Her office smelled faintly of lavender. Books lined the shelves, and a single orchid bloomed near the window. Yue Hatake sat behind her desk and motioned for him to sit across from her.
"So," she began, "what's troubling you?"
Shen leaned forward slightly, resting his hands on the table. "Honestly… nothing. I just wanted to talk to you. Alone."
A pause.
"Mr. Yuo, are you trying to—?"
"No," Shen said, cutting in gently, "I'm being honest. You're captivating."
She stared at him. "You're… different."
"Because I feel different."
The system chimed silently.
> [Erotic Tension Reached Threshold Level 1]
[Trigger: Soft Touch | Target Susceptible]
Shen stood, walked around the desk slowly, and stood behind her chair.
"May I?" he asked, hands hovering.
She didn't answer, but she didn't stop him either.
He placed his hands on her shoulders, fingers massaging gently. She stiffened at first, then slowly relaxed, her body molding into the touch. The system flashed a heat meter as his fingers grazed the red mark on her neck.
> [Arousal Level: High | +300 Tokens | Live Upload Enabled]
Her breath hitched as he leaned forward, his lips grazing the shell of her ear.
"You work so hard," he murmured. "You deserve to be… appreciated."
Her thighs shifted under the table.
"You should stop, Shen," she whispered, voice thin with restraint.
"I should," he agreed, pressing his thumb to the base of her neck. "But I won't."
She shuddered.
The system buzzed in approval.
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Just then, her office door rattled. A knock.
Yue stood abruptly, cheeks flushed. "Yes?!"
A male voice replied from outside. "Miss Hatake, the Dean wants a word."
"Coming!" she called back, hurriedly smoothing her blouse and hair.
Shen stepped back, hands casually in his pocket. She turned to him, face unreadable.
"This never happened."
"But it could again," he replied with a smirk.
She didn't deny it.
As she walked past him, her fingers brushed his.
And then she was gone.
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> [Session Uploaded]
[New Fans: +907 | Tokens: +2,400 | Bank Update: ¥60,000 Added]
[Skill Progress: Erotic Flow State – 12% Mastery]
[Store Suggestion: Buy "Dominant Voice Lv.1" for smoother seduction in public settings.]
Shen Yuo stood alone in her office, the heat of her body still clinging to his hands.
This system wasn't just changing his life.
It was devouring it whole—and he liked it.
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