Hugo blinked at the words floating before his eyes. ’System Event?’ he thought, feeling both excitement and dread.


    The Ultimate Harem System had pulled some strange stunts before, but this was new territory.


    What was a system event going to be? Free a party with it’s virtual waifus? Was his consciousness going to be transported somewhere to have a dinner with it’s code?


    Slowly, he focused on the details, and the words materialised with a rity that sent his heart racing.


    [Ding! System Event: Flimsy Flippers!]


    The name alone cancelled out any of his thoughts for something fancy. What sort of event was called flimsy flippers! He hurriedly looked downwards to see the event details.


    [Objective: Gain EXP by touching… any sexual area of a woman.]


    The words hung there, daring him to react. Hugo’s jaw dropped so low they brushed against the club tiles. ’Touch… any what?’ His face flushed, and he nced around, half-expecting someone else to be reading over his shoulder.


    He had never imagined a day when his own System would outright tell him to make a move like this.


    Was the System trying to turn him into some kind of shady yer? Not that he minded the whole "Casanova" thing in theory, but actually doing it? And at such a desperate level? That was another story.


    Did this godforsaken system not know he hadn’t broken through to such a level yet?! He had only began the dao of o 2 weeks ago.


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    This was above his paygrade!


    ’What is it trying to turn me into—a desperate Casanova?!’ His thoughts spiraled as he considered all the possible oues of this… quest.


    Getting pped? Kicked out of the bar? Banned from the club? Or worse—going viral as ’that creepy guy’ in a nightclub video?


    A creepy guy in a booger green shirt and pink polka dots trousers?!


    That was death!


    Despite his confusion and reluctance, there was something… tempting about the whole thing.


    [Event Rewards!]


    [Touch Ass- 5 UHS Points and UHS Credits.


    Touch Boobs- 10 UHS Points and UHS Credits.


    Touch Bare Ass- 50 UHS Points and UHS Credits.


    Touch Bare Boobs- 100 UHS Points and UHS Credits.


    Dance with a girl- 1 UHS Points and UHS Credits per second.


    Event Bonus- Any sexual act gives double the rewards!]


    His gaze flicked down to the reward and a strange glint shed in his eyes. This was a juicy pile of credits, enough to give him a serious boost in his level.


    Originally, Hugo would only receive credits and points from the system when he leveled up, unlocked an achievement orpleted his daily missions.


    This was a totally new way to cash out tens of credits!


    Forget touching the bare ass or boobs, he could literally make a killing with just a few casual touches on the butt!


    And if he could do a hundred...


    He nced around the club and saw dozens of girls dancing. There were so many targets around!


    ’If I can pull this off, I’ll be on a whole new level. I could get closer to being unstoppable!’ If he was ever going to be a legendary casanova, this could be his ticket!


    Collins nudged him, snapping him back to reality. "Hey, you look like you just saw a ghost. You good?"


    Hugo shook his head, stering on a grin. "Yeah, yeah, just… mentally preparing, you know?"


    ’I’ll just… be subtle, right? Like a ninja?’ He tried to hype himself up, the thrill and terror both tangling in his stomach. He decided to take the plunge.


    He was already down two weeks in his death mission. He needed to get those points and credits to buy more aura and increase his skill reserve!


    "I have to do this." With a determined sigh, he turned to the bar. A real Casanova could never afford to be intimidated, right?


    As he reached the bar, Hugo tried to psych himself up. "One beer for each of us," he told the bartender, hoping a quick drink might give him the courage he needed.


    He was about to do something crazy. He needed to get himself into the zone. The fearless demon zone...


    He lifted the ss, channeling every movie hero he’d ever seen, and tipped it back to gulp it all down in one go. ’One gulp, like a pro. This is how heroes get courage.’


    Except, halfway through, the bitter taste hit him hard, and the bubbles burned up his nose. The carbonation hit the back of his throat, and he started choking, sputtering as he tried not to cough up the beer all over himself.


    The bartender gave him a funny look, and a couple of nearby club-goers snickered.


    Collins burst intoughter, pping Hugo’s back. "Easy, champ! The night’s just getting started. Don’t drown yourself before you even get in the game."


    Hugo managed a shaky grin, feeling his face flush. "Just… warming up, you know?"


    "Alright, champ. Here’s to warming up!" Collins raised his own ss, grinning as they clinked sses.


    They weaved their way into the heart of the club, where the music throbbed and people danced under pulsing lights.


    Hugo could feel the System Event still hanging in the air, almost like a dare. The moment hade. It was time to make his move.


    ’This is it, Hugo,’ he thought. ’Time to risk it all.’


    Taking a deep breath, he strode forward, weaving his way through the dance floor with every ounce of confidence he could muster.


    The music thrummed through him, giving him a surreal sense of power. He could feel the beat syncing with his heart as he scanned the crowd, heart pounding as he tried to pick his "target."


    His eyes settled on a girlughing with her friends nearby, and he steeled himself, mentally reciting every bit of courage he could muster. ’Just be cool. Be casual.’


    He slowly inched closer, heart racing like it was about to explode.


    This was the birth of the world’s greatest flimsy flipper!