《The Female Leads Truly Loves You》


 Female leads

<h4>Chapter -1: Female leads</h4>


    Zoe


    Angel


    Alice


    Mia


    Sophie


    Ava


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    As the plot progresses, new female leads will be introduced, and I hope you will enjoy this novel.

 Chapter 1: The wonderful world of female leads

    <h4>Chapter 1: The wonderful world of female leads</h4>


    "That''s it, faster, it''s sofortable, I''m about to have an orgasm."


    A naked and stunningly beautiful young girl sat on top of the teenager, her body rising and falling rhythmically.


    With a beautiful moan, they both reached orgasm at the same time.


    The young girl kissed the teenager''s cock with her mouth, licking all the white fluid on it. Then their gazes met, as if both could still sense the lingering affection in each other''s eyes.


    "Will we be together forever?" the stunning woman gently caressed the boy''s face.


    "Yes, we will always be together," the boy responded.


    The woman revealed a sweet smile, then she pulled out a handgun from the drawer beside her.


    "Bang!"


    The bullet pierced the boy''s chest, and blood gushed out instantly.


    The boy seemed stunned, staring nkly at the woman, while her beautiful face twisted into a hideous expression as she kept firing the gun.


    "My dear, please don''t me me!"


    "Because only in this way can you stay by my side forever!"


    ...


    "Another bizarre dream!"


    The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the ssroom. A handsome young many sprawled across his desk, his face etched with disbelief.


    The dream had been too vivid, almost beyond the realm of imagination.


    He nced at the clock above the ckboard; it was 3 PM, half an hour away from the end of school. The teacher droned on at the front of the ss, delivering a monotonous lecture. Many students had sumbed to slumber on their desks, but this young man was far from sleepy.


    His gaze shifted to the window. Outside, the wind yed among the trees, branches swaying in a tranquil dance, a stark contrast to the turmoil in his heart.


    Gazing through the window, he saw his own reflection ¨C both familiar and foreign, prompting a deep sigh from him.


    "It seems I am truly trapped in this world."


    As hard as it was to believe, he had toe to terms with the fact that he was in a different world. It had been nearly ten days since he found himself in this strangend.


    He used to be Alexander, but now he answered to Sam, having been transported to an entirely alien realm.


    He couldn''t fathom what had led him here.


    Just a week and a half ago, on a particr night, he came across an eerie email that seemed impossible to delete,pelling him to install it.


    To his surprise, it was a legendary dating game, and an adult version at that! The game''s title was "The Female Leads Truly Loves You."


    Sam was captivated by the game, drawn in by its numerous, stunning female leads. The game followed the ssic format of a harem-style adult game, featuring a single male lead.


    The promiscuous male lead maintained ambiguous rtionships with various female leads, engaging in sexual rtions with all of them.


    Sam thought that having sexual rtions with these female leads would mean conquering the game, but the ending shocked him.


    In the end, the male lead paid a price for his actions. When the female leads discovered he loved other girls, they exhibited iprehensibly insane behavior.


    Driven by a possessive desire, fueled by jealousy and fear of sharing him, they resorted to extreme measures.


    Thus, the game''s male lead was killed, dismembered, preserved in formalin, and made into a specimen to apany those girls who deeply loved him.


    After ying this game, Sam found himself transported into its world, bing the male lead!


    Was this some kind of twisted joke? A setup for his inevitable doom?


    Sam still remembered the system''s prompt upon arriving in this world.


    [Wee to the wonderful world of ''Female leads''.]


    [The host can choose the exploration mode: if you choose to conquer the female leads, you will continuously receive various rewards.]


    [Of course, if the host chooses not to conquer any female leads, you will lead an unremarkable life.]


    The former implied challenges, while thetter meant safety.


    Thus, without hesitation, Sam chose safety.


    Otherwise, what? Date these female leads?


    Wouldn''t that lead to the same ending as in the game? Conquering them, engaging in sexual rtions, and then being killed and made into a specimen.


    He didn''t want to end his young life so crudely, so having been in this world for nearly ten days, Sam chose to avoid all the female leads, staying away from them and the ces they frequented.


    Though life wasn''t colorful, at least he was still alive and well.


    In these ten days, Sam had roughly figured out his current situation. He was a junior at Kuhang High School. His family wasn''t around, so he rented a room close to Kuhang.


    Additionally, he had a younger sister, and his parents were busy with their work, leaving him with few friends.


    Also, he noticed his cock is long and thick.


    Finally, the school day ended. Sam picked up his backpack and, without interacting with anyone, left the ssroom alone.


    He couldn''t go home just yet; he needed to work a part-time job at a convenience store. This wasn''t his choice, but a necessity dictated by the plot of the game he was in.


    Initially, upon arriving in this world, he had nned to quit this job. However, to increase his chances of survival, he decided to stay. The convenience store seemed like a safe haven, as the female leads of the game had never appeared there.


    [Ding]


    While waiting for the subway, a notification sound interrupted Sam''s thoughts. He nced curiously at his phone, squinting at the text on the screen:


    [Sam will receive flowers on the subway.]


    Confused, Sam opened the message, only to find that the sender''s information had disappeared. When he closed and reopened the messaging app, the message had vanished as if it had never been there, deepening his confusion. What was going on?


    Before he could ponder further, the subway arrived. Upon boarding, he noticed an unusual quietness; the carriage was mostly empty with plenty of seats avable.


    As he was about to sit down, his eyes fell on a bunch of flowers on the seat next to him. Was this a coincidence, or something more?


    Sam picked up the bouquet, its appearance igniting an awareness within him. This must be part of the system''s functionality, which he hadn''t fully understood yet.


    However, this sudden foresight made him more wary than pleased. Was this a harbinger of good fortune or a prelude to something more sinister?

 Chapter 2: Did you hear any strange noises last night?

    <h4>Chapter 2: Did you hear any strange noisesst night?</h4>


    Arriving at the convenience store for his shift, Sam''s mind was still entangled in these thoughts. The hours slipped by as he mechanically performed his duties, lost in contemtion. Before he knew it, the clock struck 10 p.m.


    "Alright, Sam, you can clock out and go home now."


    Exhausted both physically and mentally, Sam weed the end of his shift. He nodded, changed his clothes in the locker room, and headed home with his backpack.


    Despite his fatigue, he appreciated the decent sry for a student. Plus, the convenience store, open 24 hours, wasn''t far from his apartment.


    It didn''t take long for Sam to return to his apartment.


    The dimly lit hallway was quiet, as if devoid of other residents. Most neighbors lived their own lives, reluctant to share even a bit of their world.


    Sam didn''t wish to interact with them either. His life was dangerous enough, and he didn''t want to invite any more trouble in this perilous world.


    Sam fished out his keys, about to unlock his door, when he heard the creak of another door opening. It wasn''t his own, but the one behind him.


    "Eh? It''s Sam."


    Sam stiffened momentarily before regaining hisposure. Turning around naturally, he saw the figure standing in the doorway behind him.


    She was the epitome of mature allure, with captivating eyshes, enchanting eyes, and long hair that lent her an almost fairy-like charm. Dressed in a ckce-edged nightgown, her delicate shoulders and pronounced curves were hard to ignore.


    "Yes, Miss Zoe," Sam replied, consciously averting his gaze and maintaining a calm tone.


    The sultry woman fixed her gaze on Sam. "You''re still a student, yet youe home sote. Have you been working?"


    Sam nodded. "Yes... just got off work. Did I disturb you?"


    She shook her head. "Not at all. I just got off work too. I was just surprised to see someoneing home at this hour. Have you eaten? I''ve just finished cooking. Would you like to join me?"


    Sam smiled politely but declined as he opened his door. "I''ve already eaten, but thank you for the offer, Miss Zoe."


    She seemed slightly disappointed. "Oh well, I thought dining with a young person like you might make me feel younger. Thanks for thepliment, Sam. You''re quite sweet. Get some rest now; you''re still growing. Goodnight."


    Closing his door, Sam leaned against it and exhaled deeply, letting go of the polite facade.


    An attractive, mature woman living alone, offering to dine together ¨C it sounded like the prelude to an unusual plot twist. But Sam had declined, knowing all too well her true nature.


    Zoe is a character exuding mature charm, a professional woman in the workce.


    In the game''s story, she and Sam initially take care of each other, soothing life''s diforts and emotional upsets. Zoe often cooks for Sam and even helps with hisundry, including washing his underwear.


    Their rtionship grows increasingly intimate, culminating in a night of inebriated indiscretion that they cannot undo.


    Interwoven desires and countless lies eventually shatter their fragile bond.


    Zoe drugs Sam and murders him in his sleep, hiding his body under her bed as a nightlypanion.


    After arriving in this world, Sam has never spent much time alone with her, their interactions limited to brief morning greetings.


    Despite his awareness of potential dangers, as the male protagonist, trouble seems to find him inevitably.


    Who exactly left him a bouquet of flowers on the metro? The game''s female protagonists, it seems, are determined to intersect with his life.


    Sam, now handsome, feels a certain helplessness. Despite his good looks, he''s burdened with troubles, all because of that ursed game.


    Exhausted, Sam falls into a deep, heavy sleep.


    "Wow, such beautiful cock. It would be a shame not to kiss it."


    "Mmm~~~"


    "My goodness, how did it get even bigger and so hard?"


    Apanied by these strange sounds, Sam seemed to enter a bizarre dream, feeling as if something real was happening. But the exhausted Sam didn''t wake up from this odd dream state.


    Until morning¡ª


    "Why is it wet again? Did I have another nocturnal emission?" Looking at his underwear, Sam scratched his head in frustration.


    In the ten days since he arrived in this world, this seemed to have happened at least five times.


    His socks were also missing, as if they had disappeared.


    Although the original game never mentioned such events happening to him, Sam shrewdly guessed it might be rted to the female leads of the game.


    But how did they manage to enter his room and silently take his socks? And what was the deal withst night''s strange dream?


    ...


    Sam began to feel uneasy about the safety of his apartment, entertaining the thought of moving out, but quickly dismissed the idea. Finding an apartment conveniently located near both school and work in this city was a daunting task.


    And who could guarantee that changing his ce of residence would prevent his socks or underwear from being stolen? As far as he knew, in this game, it seemed that only that convenience store was rtively safe.


    After freshening up, Sam headed out for school. As he opened his door, he was greeted by his beautiful neighbor, also about to leave. Zoe, d in her business attire, looked captivating.


    Her ck pencil skirt, suit jacket, and white blouse created the perfect image of a professional officedy, but on Zoe, it was particrly alluring.


    Sam greeted her calmly and politely, "Good morning, Miss Zoe."


    Zoe, carrying a red shoulder bag and wearing high heels, showcased her slender legs in flesh-colored stockings. The subtle hue of her legs intertwined with the sunlight on the walkway, resembling a tantalizing delicacy, though Sam dared not indulge.


    "Did you sleep wellst night? It''s been quite hottely," Zoe asked casually.


    Since it was a chance encounter, Sam had no reason to leave immediately and found himself walking downstairs alongside this charming woman.


    "I slept okay, but it''s never enough," Sam replied with a smile. "You know, teenagers never seem to get enough sleep. Sleepy in ss, but wide awake after school. It''s a constant."


    "That''s typical at your age. I was the same when I was studying. "


    Throughout the descent, Zoe appeared normal, just a friendly and attractive neighbor.


    However, a twist came at the bus stop. She looked up at the handsome Sam and asked, "Did you hear any strange noisesst night?"


    This unexpected question instantly reminded Sam of the bizarre sensation he felt the previous night. He pondered the purpose behind her question.


    Did she also sense it? Or was she probing to see if Sam had noticed anything unusual?


    Sam remained vignt.


    He feigned a thoughtful expression and shook his head. "Not really, just the usual heat."


    Zoe''s beautiful face broke into a charming, almost uncontroble smile. "That''s good then..."


    "Wait, did something happenst night?" Sam asked tentatively.


    Zoe quickly shook her head. "Nothing important, maybe just a mouse scurrying around. Oh, there''s my taxi. I have to go now, goodbye."


    "Goodbye."


    Sam watched as Zoe got into the taxi. The polite smile on his face cooled off.


    This beautiful female neighbor, she''s quite odd. Could it be that she possesses some sort of special supernatural ability?

 Chapter 3: I might lose my life because of her

    <h4>Chapter 3: I might lose my life because of her</h4>


    Today, Sam chose to take the bus to school, opting to get off 500 meters away from the school.


    His n was to grab breakfast at a familiar fast-food restaurant, starting his day with a burger.


    [Ding]


    As his phone chimed again, the screen shed another encrypted message from an unknown sender:


    [Sam will not be able to buy the burger he wants]


    As he entered the fast-food restaurant, a mix of doubt and unease intertwined within him. The normalcy of the setting shed with the strange warning from his phone.


    "Hi, can I have a Cheeseburger, please?" he asked, trying to maintain a semnce of normalcy.


    The cashier, with a sympathetic look, responded, "Sorry, we aren''t selling Cheeseburgers today. Would you like to try another vor?"


    The coincidence struck Sam. No Cheeseburgers? Such a staple item, unexpectedly unavable.


    He ordered a ssic Hamburger instead. But as he received his order, the earlier anticipation for a simple breakfast faded, reced by a nagging contemtion of the strange messages.


    As he walked towards the school, Sam could feel a subtle change in the air. Thest ten days had been a careful dance of avoidance and normalcy, but now, it seemed, something was beginning to stir beneath the surface.


    Arriving at the school gate, he was greeted by a vibrant scene of youthful energy.


    Boys brimming with spirit, girls in summer school uniforms with ck pleated skirts and white knee-high socks, all formed a beautifulndscape.


    That''s when Sam''s peripheral vision caught an entirely different brilliance.


    A tall girl with a cold and arrogant demeanor, her indifferent gaze rendered everyone around her as mere background characters. She carried herself with the grace and poise of a goddess.


    True to her appearance, her name was Angel.


    It seemed impossible not to nce at such a unique girl, yet no one dared approach such a presence.


    Her dazzling aura was enough to scorch one''s eyes; getting close only highlighted one''s own mediocrity.


    And Sam quickly lowered his head, trying to blend into the crowd, even wanting to stay far away.


    No other reason than Angel being one of the game''s female leads.


    In Angel''s storyline, She dismembered Sam with a chainsaw and then grotesquely sewed him back together. The mere thought of this fate was enough to send chills down Sam''s spine.


    Sam had been careful to avoid Angel, and any interaction with her was a risk he wasn''t willing to take. He had managed to keep a safe distance so far, and he intended to keep it that way.


    But his careful nning was interrupted by the sudden [Ding] of a message on his phone. With a sense of dread, he checked the screen. The message was disturbingly personal:


    [Sam looks really handsome. I really want to kiss him.]


    ...


    Back in his ssroom seat, Sam found himself enveloped in a haze of confusion. His thoughts were a whirlpool of uncertainty and disbelief.


    The legs of the female ssmates were long, and their skirts short, to the point where even their cute underwear was faintly visible. However, none of this seemed to attract Sam''s attention. His gaze was as if lost in darkness.


    Who could want to kiss him? The tone of the message suggested it was from a ssmate, but how could that be possible?


    Even the events of the past two days - - receiving unexpected flowers yet failing to get his desired cheeseburger - seemed beyond the realms of normalcy.


    Since his arrival in this strange world, he had deliberately avoided any interaction with the female leads. It was unthinkable that they would suddenly have a reason to approach him, let alone initiate a kiss.


    Could it be one of those ssic idental scenarios, where a physical collision leads to an unintended kiss? Considering all possibilities, this seemed the most usible, albeit still far-fetched.


    Sam decided to minimize his movements for the day. Perhaps, he reasoned, this strange message was not a certainty but a warning. Maybe it was meant to alert him to potential danger rather than to predict an inevitable event.


    "Hey, Sam!" called a voice from the next seat.


    Turning, Sam saw the grinning face of his ssmate Louis. Louis had an average, honest-looking face but was far from a fool. In fact, Sam thought he was quite smart and one of the few ssmates he got along with well.


    "You''re here, my dear brother," Louis greeted.


    Sam frowned. "I''ve told you, stop using that weird nickname... it''s kind of gross."


    "Can''t men call each other ''dear''?" Louis teased.


    "The rtionships between men just get weirder with every conversation, don''t you understand?" Sam retorted.


    "Alright, alright, I won''t call you that anymore, okay?" Louis said with a smile. "Did you see Angel this morning?"


    Sam was momentarily puzzled, then shook his head, instinctively replying, "No, why?"


    Angel was like a star at Kuhang High School. Her family''s wealth and unforgettable beauty made her shine wherever she went. Naturally, the school was abuzz with discussions about her, and to Sam''s astonishment, there was even a fan club for her on the school forum.


    Louis looked wistful. "Angel looked really beautiful today..."


    "As if she isn''t always beautiful... But why are you so interested? Are you one of her fans?"


    Louis stiffened, obviously hit by Sam''s urate guess. He argued, "I just like the sculptures she makes! Don''t you think it''s incredible that someone so rich and beautiful also has such artistic talent? It''s not shameful to like Angel, right?"


    Sam sighed and thought to himself, "I don''t know if it''s shameful or not, but I might lose my life because of her."


    Seeing Sam sigh, Louis chuckled, "Do you want me to send you some pictures of the sculptures Angel made? I took them with my phone. Her work is excellent, and I guarantee you''ll be a fan after seeing them."


    "No thanks, I''m not looking to be anyone''s fan right now. My life''s purpose is to work hard for myself and be my own idol," Sam replied.


    "That''s quite inspiring, but wasn''t your entrance score lower than mine?" Louis teased.


    "Who said effort only applies to academics? That''s superficial," Sam retorted.


    These seemingly meaningless morning conversations were, in fact, a significant part of many people''s youth. Sam, however, felt detached from all this. His sole focus was on preserving his own life.


    The morning sses went by routinely. Unlike his ssmates, Sam had no interest in the lectures. He remained seated, avoiding any interaction with the teacher.


    He firmly believed that if he could safely get through the day without the events of the text messages urring, he might break the curse of the game and change his destiny.


    As noon struck and lunchtime arrived, Sam was still seated.


    "Come on, let''s go eat. What are you still sitting there for? You haven''t even gone to the restroom all morning; your kidney function must be really strong," Louis said, inviting Sam for lunch.


    Sam had nned to skip lunch and stay in his seat, but he thought that being with Louis might prevent any mishaps. As long as he stayed close to Louis, everything should be fine.


    Besides, a rich girl like Angel probably wouldn''t dine in the cafeteria, right?


    Finally mustering up the courage, Sam said, "You''re right, my kidneys have always been strong. Let''s go eat."


    On their way to the cafeteria, Sam stayed close to Louis, all the way down the stairs of the teaching building. This behavior seemed unusual to Louis.


    "Sam, why are you sticking so close to me today? You''re not gay, are you?" Louis asked, a bit ufortable.


    "Don''t overthink it. It''s just that the corridor is narrow and crowded," Sam defended.


    "Is that so? I hope it''s just because of the crowd."


    At this time, here was filled with students, and its delicious lunch offerings were an irresistible temptation for the hungry teenagers.


    Behind Sam and Louis, more students continuously headed toward the cafeteria.


    Suddenly, Sam''s gaze froze. He seemed to sense something unusual, and all at once, he couldn''t hear any sound.


    Despite the crowd, there wasplete silence, and Sam saw students in the hallway stop abruptly in their tracks, some even frozen mid-step, their feet not touching the ground.


    What was happening?


    Sam tried to look around, but he found himself unable to move.


    He could see everything in front of him but couldn''t do anything else, not even speak. He could even see a leaf suspended in mid-air, not falling.


    Was time stopped?


    Sam struggled toprehend when he noticed a figure moving amidst the stillness.


    It was a beautiful silhouette gracefully navigating through the gaps between the students in the hallway, steadily approaching him. Tall, with long legs and an exquisitely beautiful face, her expression was cool and detached.


    It was Angel.


    But why could she move when no one else could? She seemed unaffected by the unusual stillness around her, walking calmly and elegantly towards Sam.


    Sam''s heart pounded as a realization dawned upon him, chilling and thrilling in equal measure. Angel, with her serene demeanor and unaffected poise, was she the architect of this temporal anomaly?


    "Damn it," his thoughts raced, a mix of awe and disbelief. "Who would have ever imagined? A female lead in the game wielding the power to halt time itself!"

 Chapter 4: Although it’s only five minutes, it should be enough

    <h4>Chapter 4: Although it''s only five minutes, it should be enough</h4>


    Sam internally roared in frustration, yet the stunningly beautful girl had already approached him, close enough for him to distinctly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.


    Her gaze seemed to drift over him, as if scrutinizing something. Sam felt incredibly awkward but couldn''t make any corresponding movements.


    Finally, she spoke, "Although it''s only five minutes, it should be enough."


    What did she mean? Could she stop time for five minutes? And what intended to do in these five minutes?


    Then, Angel took out her phone and pointed it at Sam''s body.


    "Click~"


    She had taken a photo.


    "Hmm... he seems like the perfect model for a sculpture, and quite handsome too," she murmured, pocketing her phone and turning her attention back to Sam.


    Sam''s heart raced, wondering if she could hear it.


    But if she knew he was conscious, it mightplicate things more. So, Sam tried to stay calm.


    Then, to his surprise, she reached out and began to touch him.


    From his face to his neck, then down to his corbone, chest, and even his abdomen... she touched each area thoroughly, leaving no part unexplored.


    "Hmm, the face is perfect."


    "The chest isn''t muscr, but it''s well-defined."


    "Ah, and some abs?"


    Although Sam couldn''t move his body, his mind was racing.


    What was she doing? Was this just a quirky fascination, or was she gathering material for her next sculpture? Why had she chosen him?


    Angel gazed at Sam, making the five minutes feel as long as a year.


    Then, incredibly, the stunning girl squatted down.


    She was right in front of him, focusing on the area around his groin.


    "I wonder what it looks like here... I''m quite curious... But since I''m doing a human sculpture, I can''t overlook this part, can I?"


    What was she mumbling to herself? Could it be...


    "Rip..."


    Sam distinctly heard the sound of his jeans'' zipper being unzipped.


    Angel slipped her fingers inside, clumsily pulled aside the underwear, and then extracted his...cock!


    Sam was utterly shocked: My God! She stopped time just for this?


    "So, this is what a guy''s cock look like?"


    "They seem so strange."


    "Are they all this long? Or is it just his size that''s this big?"


    Holding Sam''s cock in her hand, Angel gazed at it with her beautiful eyes, scrutinizing it as if admiring a perfect piece of art.


    Sam, unable to move his body or speak, raged internally: "Of course, my size is big! Since you''re done looking, please put it back."


    "Why aren''t you putting it back? Why are you touching it with your hand?"


    "What are you doing? Isn''t touching it enough? Why are you using your nose to smell it?"


    Sam was extremely nervous inside, worried that he might react. If he were to get an erection in this situation, then...


    Fortunately, Angel stood up, seemingly abandoning any further action. However, she then pointed her phone at Sam''s cock and snapped a photo.


    "No way..."


    Sam was clueless about what might happen next. He just hoped these five minutes would end soon.


    After putting her phone away, Angel looked at Sam curiously, and he saw her expression. There was a blush on her stunning face.


    "Your lips are beautiful, the most beautiful I''ve ever seen."


    Was it happening? Sam realized something was about to unfold. He remembered the phrase from the text message.


    Angel, with a slightly troubled look, pondered, "Should I try? Although it''s my first kiss, if it''s with Sam..."


    She knows my name?


    It dawned on Sam that Angel had been aware of him for some time now, a realization that filled him with unease.


    At that moment, Angel''s beautiful face was slowly inching closer to his.


    She was indeed gorgeous, her cool yet captivating eyes enough to easily draw one in. Sam didn''t want to be caught in such a whirlpool, but he couldn''t look away or even close his eyes.


    Angel suddenly widened her eyes, as if making a firm decision.


    "I can''t resist anymore. It would be a pity to miss this. After all, it''s a gift for Sam, right? And he won''t know."


    "Sam looks really handsome. I really want to kiss him."


    The same words echoed!


    It seemed she had tried her time-stopping ability many times before, so she felt unburdened using it on herself this time, thinking he was unaware.


    Though conscious, Sam couldn''t stop Angel''s approach.


    She came closer, cupping his cheeks with her hands.


    Then, without any unexpected urrence or a savior''s light, Sam couldn''t even close his eyes. He could only watch as she gently closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his.


    Her enticing face and soft lips...


    The moment of contact felt like a lightning strike to his body.


    The uniquely perfect Angel seemed to have a distinct taste to her lips, like the most delicious jelly, effortlessly melting away with just a slight suck.


    But Sam couldn''t make any movement; he was unable to reciprocate or resist.


    He could only passively endure.


    Despite the enchanting beauty of Angel, the thought of the consequences of this continued contact and a grisly end filled Sam with a sense of foreboding darkness.


    Her soft lips were like a flower blooming in mud.


    Cruel yet beautiful.


    Despair, yet so sweet.


    She was truly savoring the moment, even gently nibbling on Sam''s lips as if addicted.


    Sam could even hear the sound between their lips. Angel''s soft tongue ventured into his mouth, intertwining with his own.


    It seemed like the kiss would never end, as if it wouldst an eternity.


    But suddenly, Angel stopped.


    "What a pity, time is up, but this feeling was really nice."


    Finally, she parted her lips, but Sam could see the glistening saliva on her lips.


    She took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the corner of her mouth, and then shed a bizarre, yet beautiful, smile that was terrifying.


    Her eyes held a frenzy, as if reluctantly savoring some sweet taste.


    She looked at him as if to say a final goodbye. "Thank you for today, goodbye, Sam."


    She turned away, her departing figure captivating.


    Was it finally over?


    Everything from the text message hade true.


    Despite his caution, she had kissed him.


    At least it was all over now, and she was leaving...


    Wait!


    "Don''t go yet! You haven''t helped me put my cock back in my pants! Is it appropriate for me to appear in front of my ssmates like this?"

 Chapter 5: Female leads conquest system activated

    <h4>Chapter 5: Female leads conquest system activated</h4>


    "Hey! Why are you suddenly squatting down?"


    Louis seemed oblivious to what had just happened, looking curiously at Sam who had awkwardly squatted down beside him.


    Sam remainedposed as he squatted for a moment, then stood up nonchntly.


    "It''s nothing, just a sudden stomach ache. It''s gone now."


    Louis looked at Sam quizzically. "A sudden stomach ache?"


    "Yeah, it''s nothing serious. But did you feel anything strange just now?"


    Sam had managed to tuck his cock back without causing a social catastrophe, especially in a school setting, in front of so many people.


    The thought of beingbeled as an exhibitionist was terrifying. If that had really happened, there was no doubt he''d be the school''s "star" the next day.


    Having calmed himself, Sam noticed that the people around him didn''t seem to have experienced anything unusual. It was as if the five-minute pause in time had no effect on their actions.


    The students and teachers continued down the steps, resuming their conversations and smiling.


    Suddenly, Sam asked, "Did you just feel something strange?"


    Louis looked at Sam, puzzled. "What strange feeling?"


    Sam pondered. "Like, did you feel as if the whole world paused for a moment? As if something got stuck?"


    Sam was testing Louis''s perception to see if he was the only one who retained consciousness during the time stop.


    But Louis clearly felt nothing and shook his head.


    "No, I didn''t feel anything like that. Maybe it''s the heat getting to you? Are you sure you''re not having a heatstroke?"


    Sam gave up probing: "Never mind, it''s probably just me feeling a bit under the weather."


    Nothing unusual happened from the cafeteria back to the ssroom.


    But for Sam, this was a warning sign.


    A scenario that had never appeared in the game was unfolding in reality. Angel, one of the female leads, could pause time for five minutes. No matter how absurd it sounded, the danger it posed to him was clear.


    The most critical point was, Sam realized Angel had been aware of him for some time.


    But why was she focusing on him? He had been very cautious and had no interaction with Angel.


    Confused about what could happen next, he pondered the implications of this new development.


    [Notification: Host has engaged in a deep, passionate kiss with one of the female leads. Female Leads Conquest System activated!]


    As Sam was pondering, a clear voice echoed in his mind.


    This indeed counted as a passionate kiss... but he had beenpletely passive. Did that still count?


    Sam protested in his mind, but to no avail. The system''s voice continued in his head.


    [Analyzing current host attributes]


    [Name: Sam]


    [Skill: Absolute Lucidity (Allows the host to maintain consciousness under abnormal influences)]


    [Intelligence: 25]


    [Physical Strength: 28]


    [Power: 19]


    [Luck: 15]


    [Charm: 69]


    [Sexual Desire: 100]


    Sam could understand the other attributes, typical of a Litrpg, andmon in games.


    But what did ''Sexual Desire'' mean? Maxed out?


    In his ten days in this world, Sam hadn''t felt his sexual desire to be overly strong. Although his gaze often wandered towards the legs or chests of beautiful girls, it didn''t make him a pervert.


    Why was his Sexual Desire value so high?


    At this moment, the system offered an exnation.


    [Sexual Desire pertains to the host''s capabilities during sexual activities, including endurance, skills, and the host''s desire for such activities. Of course, it also includes the ability to bring pleasure to the partner. This aids the host in conquests.]


    It seemed it was for his own good, but Sam, who had no intention of interacting with the female leads, felt rather frustrated.


    [Notification: First-time activation detected. Neer gift pack avable. Would you like to open it now?]


    If it were ten days ago, Sam definitely wouldn''t have opened it, as he just wanted to survive.


    But now, knowing Angel''s ability to pause time, he had no other choice. Sam needed to ensure he had strategies to survive and avoid various gruesome endings.


    [Opening Neer Gift Pack]


    [Congrattions, Host has acquired the exclusive skill: Temptation Constitution!]


    [Temptation Constitution: A-grade exclusive skill.]


    [Description: Regardless of the situation, the host''s allure will be significantly enhanced, ensuring that female leads subconsciously be aware of the host''s presence. Furthermore, when the host intently focuses on an individual, it will greatly intensify that person''s desire. Note: (With the skill''s progression, additional effects will be introduced, and the intensity of existing effects will be augmented).]


    Sam felt somewhat helpless. This skill seemed more like a curse than a blessing.


    Increasing his visibility only pushed him deeper into danger. He was already trying toy low, and now increasing the female leads'' desire for him?


    [Congrattions, Host has acquired the exclusive skill: X-ray Vision.]


    [X-ray Vision: D-grade exclusive skill]


    [Description: The host can use this once a day for a duration of 20 seconds. It allows the host to see and hear through one barrier without being detected. Note: (As the skill level increases, the number of uses, duration, and pration range will also increase).]


    Was this really a useful skill? It seemed fitting for a male lead in a game to have X-ray vision.


    But it could only be used once a day for just 20 seconds ¨C barely enough time for any meaningful use, let alone something as questionable as watching a girl bathe.


    Wait, why even think about watching girls bathe? Must be the high sexual desire attribute messing with his mind! How could he reduce this attribute?


    Sam felt like banging his head on the desk.


    He realized that this darned system seemed almost eager for his demise.


    [Notification: New mission issued: Conquest Angel and achieve a GOOD ending. There is no time limit for the mission. Substantial rewards will be granted uponpletion. Failure penalty: BAD ending.]


    The mission was straightforward. If Sam remembered correctly, the BAD ending involved Angel dismembering him with a chainsaw into 69 pieces, then stitching them together into a doll.


    But this mission also revealed a key piece of information to Sam: the game had a good ending. Perhaps his understanding of the game wasn''t thorough enough previously, and he hadn''t fully explored it.


    This realization brought Sam a great deal of hope.


    As for the significant rewards, Sam didn''t hold much expectation. He just wanted to survive.


    Feeling somewhat drained, he slumped over his desk. At that moment, there was a stir at the ssroom door.


    The sound of high heels clicking, apanied by a mature and beautiful woman dressed in a uniform and ck stockings, entered the room. It was a sight that involuntarily drew Sam''s gaze.


    Her slightly curled long hair had a chestnut hue. Silver-framed sses rested on her delicate face.


    Amidst the somewhat stunned looks of the students, she stood at the podium, exuding a calm yetmanding presence, and spoke.


    "Good afternoon, students. Your previous teacher is on sick leave, so I will be taking over your ss. My name is Alice."

 Chapter 6: This scene was too bizarre, like something out of a horror movie

    <h4>Chapter 6: This scene was too bizarre, like something out of a horror movie</h4>


    To Sam, the name Alice was very familiar because she was one of the key female leads in the game.


    In the game, the male lead, a mischievous student, often stayed after ss for extra tutoring with the teacher. During these interactions, their rtionship gradually spiraled out of control, leading to some inevitable events.


    In the BAD ending, the lead was murdered by Alice in the ssroom. His body was left there, but his head was missing, taken by Alice to her home and ced on her bedside table, ensuring that every day, Sam''s gaze could only fall upon her.


    Thinking about this ending, Sam couldn''t help but shiver slightly.


    What was slightly different from the original plot was that, in the game, Alice was already the lead''s teacher from the start, not a substitute brought in temporarily.


    Sam had been relieved not to see Alice initially, but now it seemed that this game world was also undergoing subtle changes. Not only did Angel possess the power to pause time, but the way this teacher made her appearance had also changed.


    Whispers spread among the students:


    "What a beautiful ss teacher..."


    "Is my teenage fantasy going toe true? With such a beautiful teacher, I bet my grades will skyrocket!"


    Even Louis, sitting not far away, seemed mesmerized, gazing at Alice.


    Sam had no such thoughts; he simply bowed his head, hoping to avoid any contact with this woman.


    He wanted his head to remain his own.


    Alice seemed oblivious to the students'' whispers, maintaining herposure and professionalism.


    "Let''s start with roll call, to get to know everyone."


    "Kassadin."


    "Here!"


    As Alice called out names, students raised their hands in response. This was normal for a new teacher to get acquainted with the students.


    Soon, it was Sam''s turn.


    "Sam."


    "Here."


    Sam calmly raised his hand, making no odd movements.


    However, he noticed Alice pausing briefly, seemingly observing him longer than the others. Feeling uneasy, Sam lowered his head.


    "Louis."


    "Here!!"


    Sam breathed a sigh of relief; it was just an extra nce, nothing more. But even this slight change in timing made him vignt. With the Eye of Desire, any extra interaction could have unpredictable consequences.


    The roll call was nearing its end.


    "Madison."


    No response.


    "Madison?"


    Alice repeated the name, but the students remained silent.


    Sam was familiar with the name Madison; he had been in this world for ten days and knew the basic dynamics of his ss.


    Madison was known as the bad student of the ss, akin to a delinquent from his own world, often hanging out with idlers and rumored to be involved with gang members.


    At this moment, a boy with dyed red hair and one hand in his pocket walked in through the door.


    Although he waste, he showed no signs of apprehension. Instead, he looked at Alice on the stage with a slight smirk of contempt.


    "Oh? A new teacher, huh? My name is Madison."


    After announcing his name nonchntly to Alice, he made his way back to his seat, only to be stopped by her calm voice. "Wait a moment."


    Turning back with apparent impatience, Madison asked, "What is it?"


    Alice, with an unchanged, cool demeanor, faced Madison squarely. "You''rete, aren''t you?"


    Madison scoffed, "Maybe, so what? Are you going to punish me just because you''re new teacher?"


    Alice replied calmly, "You can return to your seat, but because you''rete, I need a written exnation from you before school ends today."


    Thismand infuriated Madison, who was already known as a troublemaker. He mmed his hand on a desk, startling the student sitting there, and red at Alice with outrage.


    "What the heck? A written exnation? I''ve never had to write one since I came to this school! Are you insane?"


    Facing Madison''s aggressive challenge, Alice remained fearless, meeting his gaze directly. "As a student, it''s your duty to attend sses on time,plete assignments, and respect your teachers. Am I right?"


    Normally, such a straightforward approach wouldn''t be effective against someone like Madison.


    However, to everyone''s surprise, the usually defiant student seemed momentarily stunned. Clenching his fists, he stuttered in agreement, "Yes, you''re right, teacher."


    Alice continued, "So, your tardiness not only vites school rules but also shows ack of respect for your teacher. I''m assigning you a written exnation as punishment. Any objections?"


    "No objections." Madison surprisingly responded, now appearing so obedient!


    Alice pushed up her sses and said, "Good, remember to follow the rules from now on. Return to your seat."


    "Okay, teacher."


    Madison returned to his seat, looking oddlypliant, but Alice, seemingly unfazed, proceeded to the podium to start the lesson.


    Sam sensed something unusual.


    How could this happen? He had witnessed Madison nearlye to blows with the principal due to his bad temper.


    Why had he so obediently returned to his seat, even appearing momentarily like a model student?


    Turning his gaze back to Alice, she had already begun teaching.


    He couldn''t help but turn to Louis, "Doesn''t this seem strange?"


    Louis, startled, replied, "Strange? How?"


    "Have you ever seen Madison this obedient? He''s even opened his textbook and started paying attention."


    Louis pondered and said, "Maybe it''s the power of a beautiful woman? After all, with such a teacher, I''d pay attention too. I wish Ms. Alice would talk to me more."


    Well, this guy waspletely smitten by the beautiful teacher.


    Why had Madison suddenly be sopliant? Was it really just because Alice was an attractive teacher?


    He looked over at Madison, the guy was earnestly opening his textbook, attentively listening, and even taking notes.


    For Sam, this scene was too bizarre, like something out of a horror movie.

 Chapter 7: Alice is the most beautiful teacher I’ve ever seen

    <h4>Chapter 7: Alice is the most beautiful teacher I''ve ever seen</h4>


    Kuhang High School ends its day quite early, leaving most of the afternoon free for various school clubs to conduct their activities.


    However, Sam had not joined any clubs, despite his previous teacher''s insistence that he should participate in one to experience a richer campus life. But Sam didn''t heed this advice.


    "Richer campus life?" he scoffed to himself. "Does that mean speeding up my encounters with these ''terrifying'' female leads?"


    Being very cautious, Sam naturally wasn''t going to make such a suicidal move.


    Packing his things, Sam prepared to leave the ssroom. At that moment, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He knew this couldn''t be good, but getting some information was better than none.


    Taking out his phone, he saw yet another cryptic message: [Sam didn''t fully obey the teacher. Should I increase the pressure?]


    What did this mean? ''The teacher''? This reference almost certainly pointed to Alice, the new teacher who had just arrived today.


    But why such a bizarre message? What did ''obey'' mean, and what was this about increasing pressure?


    Sam felt like he had some clues in his mind but couldn''t connect them.


    His immediate thought was to leave the school as quickly as possible. Maybe then the events hinted at in the message wouldn''t happen.


    Grabbing his backpack, he hurried to leave the ssroom. But as he reached the door, he saw a familiar face.


    Silver-framed sses, a mature and beautiful face, curly long hair, and an alluring teacher''s uniform¡ªit was Alice.


    Sam greeted her politely, "Hello, Alice."


    Alice just looked at him, not saying a word. Sam wasn''t sure what she was thinking, but he knew he had to slip away fast.


    "School''s over... If there''s nothing else, I''ll be going now." Just as he was about to make a quick exit, Alice spoke.


    "You''re Sam, right?" she asked.


    Left with no choice but to respond without drawing undue attention, he stopped and offered a polite smile. "Yes, Teacher."


    Alice frowned slightly at the young student. "You seem in such a hurry to leave. Do you dislike me, your new teacher?"


    Sam shook his head quickly. "Of course not, I just have some things I need to take care of at home."


    He didn''t dislike Alice; he was just scared to death.


    He hoped this excuse would appear normal and not arouse her suspicion.


    However, Alice calmly said, "Wait a moment before you head home. I have something to discuss with you."


    There it was. If only he had left the school earlier!


    Now, as Alice gazed at Sam, her eyes behind those sses seemed sharp and prating, like an unfathomable abyss, ready to swallow him whole.


    Suddenly, Sam remembered what had happened with Madison and, connecting it to the text message, it all clicked.


    Was this ''obey'' referring to him needing to bepliant like Madison, to avoid appearing odd?


    Alice had shown no surprise at Madison''s sudden docility, suggesting she expected such oues. Could it be that Alice possessed some special ability?


    Although it seems unbelievable, in this game world, things like the stopping of time have already happened. What else could be impossible?


    Understanding this, Sam decided to act morepliant for the time being, avoiding any unusual reactions that might draw special attention to himself.


    Sam instantly turned around and nodded obediently. "Of course, Teacher Alice. Please, go ahead."


    Alice seemed pleased with this response, even smiling slightly.


    Sam''s guess appeared to be correct.


    She moved closer to him and spoke softly. "I noticed while reviewing your records that your entrance scores were quite impressive, at the top of your ss. But this semester, your grades seem unstable, and thest exam was quite poor."


    How could it not be? Sam had just arrived in this game world; there was no way he could have done well.


    Sam looked down, feigning remorse: "Yes, that''s true."


    Alice asked in a calm voice, "Can you tell me what happened?"


    He needed a reasonable excuse, one that wouldn''t reveal too much but still seemedpliant.


    "It''s nothing major... I guess I''ve been ying games more recently, which has affected my enthusiasm for studying."


    Games, the best excuse for a student ¨C ying too much affecting their studies.


    Alice''s brow furrowed slightly. "Is that so... Can you promise to y less and focus more on your studies?"


    Sam nodded. "Yes, I understand, Teacher."


    Alice''s gaze shifted slightly, as if she had thought of something. "Right, your performancest week was indeed poor. How about you stay after school for some extra lessons with me?"


    That wouldn''t work for Sam. He had to go to his part-time job, and he was already runningte. Besides, he didn''t want excessive contact with Alice.


    "I think extra lessons are unnecessary, I can manage on my own..."


    "Hmm?"


    Alice took a step forward, her high heels clicking, her long, slender legs sheathed in ck stockings trembling slightly. Hermanding gaze made Sam realize his mistake immediately.


    He hadn''t been ''obey''; he had just refused her.


    Even if he did so diplomatically, a refusal was still a refusal.


    Alice took a step back, and the oppressive atmosphere instantly dissipated, her gaze returning to a calm state.


    Sam felt a surge of nervousness, realizing he might know what was going on.


    "I''m sorry if my request was too much. I should trust youpletely," Alice said, seemingly regaining her rationality as she gently adjusted her sses, appearing very normal.


    Sam had no choice but to continue ying along. "It''s okay."


    Alice tilted her head slightly and then looked back at Sam, but this time, her eyescked the vortex-like depth. "By the way, I''ve been informed by the previous teacher about some characteristics of the students in the ss. You haven''t joined any clubs so far, have you?"


    Sam nodded.


    Alice calmly asked, "Can you tell me why?"


    Her tone had changed, no longer assertive as before but soft and kind, which only weighed heavier on Sam''s heart. He had to try his best to make up for that moment of error.


    "I''m not very good at interacting with others and fear contact outside of sses," Sam confessed.


    Alice nodded slightly. "I see, that''s okay. As a teacher, I''ll help you integrate into your ssmates'' world. Don''t worry, I''ll assist you in joining a club soon."


    "Ah?"


    "You''re not willing?" she asked with narrowed eyes. Sam quickly shook his head.


    "Of course, I''d be very willing if Teacher helps me."


    "Really? Why are you so willing?"


    Why do you ask so many questions? Sam screamed internally, but he dared not show it, instead showing a slightly shy expression.


    "Because Alice is very beautiful..."


    "Really? Am I that beautiful?" Alice scrutinized Sam with narrowed eyes, making him almost break into a sweat.


    He wanted to say: Should I pee in a cup for you to take a look at yourself?


    But he couldn''t. He continued to act ''shy'': "Yes, Alice is the most beautiful teacher I''ve ever seen."

 Chapter 8: Guess I’ll have to trouble Sam again

    <h4>Chapter 8: Guess I''ll have to trouble Sam again</h4>


    Alice''s face was graced with a faint smile.


    "Alright, you can go home now. Remember to make an effort to fit in with your ssmates, and if you have any problems, feel free toe and talk to the teacher."


    "Okay, goodbye."


    Sam turned around calmly and walked away from Alice, his steps steady and even.


    Out of Sam''s sight, Alice''s smile slowly faded. She crossed her arms over her chest, entuating her full bosom, a figure so enticing it could arouse desire in any man.


    However, her expression was serene yet dangerous, exuding a uniquely eerie charisma.


    In the empty corridor, the enchanting Alice murmured to herself, "Sam didn''t fully obey the teacher. Should I increase the pressure?"


    Having left the school, Sam seemed to understand something. Just like Angel, who had the ability to pause time for five minutes, this woman named Alice, one of the female leads in the game, likely possessed a special power as well.


    It was her eyes. Those who met her gaze seemed to fall under a spell, hypnotized by her.


    Even Madison, known for her brash personality, had be obedient to Alice''s words.


    The text messages, written as if by Alice, criticized Sam for not being obedient enough. That momentary refusal had revealed something to Sam - his power, Absolute Lucidity, was immune to Alice''s abilities.


    However, it wasn''t certain if Alice knew about his ability, as Sam had beenpliant initially. She might attribute the anomaly to a fault in her own powers rather than their ineffectiveness on him.


    Regardless, Alice had noticed him, which was problematic.


    The only constion was that their conversation had been rtively normal, with no unusual behavior that stood out.


    Sam needed to be cautious. Future interactions could be tests, and it was crucial not to arouse further suspicion from Alice to eliminate her doubts and interest in him.


    Since the system hadn''t triggered any tasks, it indicated that Sam still had a chance.


    Thankfully, Sam didn''t encounter Zoe on his way back, nor did he "identally" bump into her in the morning. This brought a considerable sense of relief to him.


    Sam boarded the school bus and arrived at school without any unusual incidents. The ssroom, still waiting for morning sses to begin, was filled with the usual bustle.


    Students chattered about theirtest obsessions, whether it was a new girl idol group or an exciting online game.


    To Sam, these conversations seemed distant; he could potentially befriend these peers, but that would mean inviting familiar dramas into his life.


    For Sam, survival was the priority.


    Looking out the window, Sam smiled to himself, epting his role as a solitary and rational handsome young man.


    "Whack!"


    "Hey, what the heck, Louis! You scared me!"


    Louis had pped Sam on the shoulder with a dramatic ir, striking a pose next to him. "What are you daydreaming about? The dark world awaits our salvation, and here you are, lost in thought?"


    "And what ''world-saving'' are you talking about now?" Sam, resting his cheek on his hand, showed no inclination to stand up.


    Leaning in, Louis whispered, "Starlight Entertainment Inc is holding auditions for new actors. I could be the next big idol. Interested in trying out with me?"


    Sam looked at Louis, slightly overweight and with a face marred by e, and wondered how he could be so confident.


    "If you even get an audition at Starlight Entertainment Inc, I''ll eat my hat," Sam retorted.


    "You''re such a drag, Sam. You''re decent-looking, just slightly less than me, but you always keep to yourself. Without me, you''d be a total outcast."


    Samzily replied, "You don''t get it, Louis. This is my energy conservation philosophy. I avoid meaningless socializing and focus my energy where it matters."


    Louis squinted at Sam, "That''s something a harem game protagonist would say. You don''t actually think you''re one, do you?"


    Sam just blinked and remained silent.


    Louis sighed, patting Sam''s shoulder in a mock-mature manner, "Ah, growing up is all about realizing how ordinary we really are."


    Sam, however, wished for a bit of ordinariness, so he wouldn''t have to worry about his safety daily. But he was like a spring in a barren desert, a firefly in the dark night, an unexpected bloom in a wastnd ¨C he simply couldn''t fade into the background.


    ss began, and Alice was there, teaching calmly, not paying any special attention to Sam, which eased his mind. She wasn''t as alert and wary as he had feared. He continued to avoid direct eye contact with her.


    During ss, Sam received a text message. Since it was ss time, he had set his phone to vibrate.


    Alice was lecturing smoothly at the front, seemingly not indicating any unusual events.


    He sneakily checked his phone, which read:


    [Just pictures are not enough, it seems. The real thing has a better effect. Guess I''ll have to trouble Sam again.]


    What the heck?


    The strange content... could it be Angel?


    No, such things can''t happen again. Even if I starve to death or die holding in my pee, I''m not leaving this ssroom today.


    Just then, a pleasant voice rang in Sam''s ear: "Sam, would you like to answer this question?"


    Startled, Sam quickly put away his phone and looked towards the podium. Alice was gazing at him intently, her eyes as sharp and profound as ever behind her silver-framed sses.


    "I..."


    Sam instinctively stood up, facing the ckboard covered in dense mathematical forms. Unsure where to start his answer, his peripheral vision caught something else.


    By the ssroom door... there appeared a figure in a ck pleated skirt and white over-the-knee stockings.


    Angel?


    What was she doing at the door of his ss? Could it be...


    Wait, the text message?!


    By the time Sam realized what was happening, it was toote.


    He felt it again.The sounds around him suddenly vanished, and he was unable to move his limbs.


    He couldn''t even avert his gaze...


    Was Angel, who appeared suddenly during ss and even while he was answering a question, using her power to stop time?


    What was she nning to do?

 Chapter 9: You’re the perfect lead for my project

    <h4>Chapter 9: You''re the perfect lead for my project</h4>


    In the ssroom, a sudden hush fell over the space. Alice''s expression, as she awaited Sam''s answer, froze in ce.


    Everything seemed to be encased in ice, everythinging to a halt, as if the entire room was frozen in time. But Sam knew the reason for this: Angel had entered the ssroom.


    Like the first time, she was confident, showing no hesitation or nervousness, certain no one would notice her presence.


    But Sam felt a deep sense of dismay. He vividly remembered what she had donest time, even leaving cock out of ce. And now, it was happening in the middle of a ss!


    What kind of peculiar fascination did she have with public settings? Even a bathroom would be a better choice than this.


    What if the same scenario asst time yed out again? The mere thought made Sam feel like he was in a nightmare.


    However, his thoughts were hidden, unable to be reflected in his expression or actions. He could only watch as Angel approached him effortlessly.


    With a faint "thump," Angel sat on his desk, unconcerned that his books were now under her attractive and shapely posterior.


    Angel elegantly lifted her head, her expression calm and collected, as if there were no ws or vulnerabilities in her demeanor. She continued to gaze at Sam''s face, speaking in a low, captivating voice.


    "Hmm... nice facial structure, very handsome. A strong nose, beautiful lips. You''re the perfect lead for my project."


    What project? Was she a director? Clearly, Angel was not a director.


    Sam recalled what Louis had told him about Angel, a daughter from a wealthy family with a penchant for sculpting, even possessing a notable talent for it. Was she referring to her sculpting when she mentioned the ''lead''?


    Indeed, being too handsome seemed to be his greatest weakness.


    Angel reached out to touch Sam''s face, her movements reminiscent of a master sculptor delicately tracing a piece of art. She caressed his cheek, pinched his nose, brushed his eyebrows, and finally ran her finger gently along his jawline.


    "Hmm, all natural, huh? Handsome without any cosmetic surgery?"


    In his mind, Sam retorted: It''s just a game world, why bother with such details?


    The situation was driving Sam insane. Angel''s touching and prodding on his body was unbearably ticklish.


    But soon, Angel pulled open Sam''s cor, not to caress but to lean in closer. Sam felt strands of her hair slip into his shirt cor, followed by her warm breath...


    With a sharp inhale, she seemed to breathe deeply, as if savoring a drug.


    Then, lifting her head, she murmured with satisfaction, "Perfect... even the scent is perfect, just the way I like it."


    Her mutterings and actions seemed like a solitary performance on an empty stage.


    Angel''s face gradually flushed a familiar red, an expression Sam recognized well from his experience with the game''s storyline. This expression indicated only one thing: Angel was already in heat, and if she continued, the consequences could be dire.


    "While sculpting, I felt dissatisfied with that part," Angel mused: "Just pictures are not enough, it seems. The real thing has a better effect. Guess I''ll have to trouble Sam again."


    Sam finally understood the meaning behind the text - it was foreshadowing a ''scene'' that would unfold, with him as the target.


    He wanted to stop her, but it was impossible.


    Time felt excruciatingly long, and he wasn''t sure how many of the five minutes had passed.


    The familiar sounds of a belt being unbuckled and pants being taken off ensued.


    Dammit!


    Soon, Sam experienced a familiar sensation. Despite the hot summer day, he felt an unusual coolness.


    Like before, Angel was like a researcher, serious and focused, even lifting the subject of her study.


    How could one be so curious about something they don''t possess?


    Sam internally ranted, while Angel seemed immensely intrigued, her attention meticulous, like a great scientist.


    She even flicked it lightly.


    "Thud~"


    What is she doing? That hurts!


    She murmured to herself, "I wonder if he''ll feel pain when he wakes up?"


    "I''m already in pain, okay! Please, enough is enough, just looking is fine. Don''t do anything too weird!" Sam raged inwardly.


    After another minute, Angel put Sam''s cock back in ce and even helped him redress.


    Should hemend her for being considerate?


    She rose from his desk and touched his lips again, but due to time constraints, she didn''t kiss him this time.


    Angel whispered to herself, "It seems I need to create opportunities for contact. Let''s meet after school today. It''s not a solution to keep going like this. I need you to willingly be my model."


    After these words, she checked her watch. "Hmm, almost time. See you after school," she said before leaving the ssroom.


    As normality returned, Sam gasped for air.


    Alice, at the podium, frowned. "Sam, are you feeling unwell?"


    Sam was momentarily stunned, then look at Alice. It appeared she hadn''t noticed the time stop.


    Did this mean that Angel could possibly be susceptible to Alice''s ''hypnosis''?


    "I feel a bit unwell, maybe heatstroke."


    "Sit down and rest. Let me know if you need anything."


    "Thank you, teacher."


    Sam sat down, gently touching his chest. ncing down, he noticed that the ''guy'' which hadn''t reacted during the time stop was now noticeably expanding.


    Had he remained standing, Alice would have surely spotted this embarrassing situation. The thought of the consequences was too horrifying to even contemte.


    And then, he remembered Angel''s parting words.


    See you after school...


    See?


    Hell no!

 Chapter 10: Please explain this photo

    <h4>Chapter 10: Please exin this photo</h4>


    "Alright, that''s it for today. Students participating in club activities, don''t stay out toote. Those heading home, be safe and try not to linger outside school. Dismissed."


    "Goodbye, teacher!"


    School was out.


    Alice, in what seemed her usual manner, tidied up her course materials and left the ssroom. The students in the ss quickly regained their energy, bringing a sense of relief to Sam.


    However, he couldn''t enjoy this for long. As soon as Alice left the ssroom, Sam grabbed his backpack and sprinted out.


    Yes, he chose to run, not giving Angel any chance.


    After all, being torn into 69 pieces was something he certainly didn''t want to partake in.


    "Eh? Sam, you..."


    Louis wanted to walk home with Sam, but it was clearly not going to happen.


    Sam''s motion of grabbing his backpack, standing up, and heading towards the ssroom door was seamless.


    Unfortunately, an unexpected event urred.


    "Eh... why is it her?"


    A crowd had gathered at the door, even causing amotion. Seeing the situation turn sour, Sam immediately thought of retreating. But there was no way out; they were on the fifth floor.


    If he wanted to leave the ssroom, his only option would be to jump out the window, which would likely result in death or severe disability.


    Sam had to stop; it was impossible to get through the door with the ongoingmotion.


    The students, ready to leave, were caught off guard by a distinct, unignorable figure at the door.


    A beautiful girl, graceful and dignified in appearance yet indifferent in expression, appeared at the entrance of the ss.


    "Isn''t that Angel?"


    "Why is she here?"


    "Who is she looking for?"


    "I don''t remember her having friends in our ss. Wait, does she even have friends?"


    Amidst the stares, a hint of impatience appeared on Angel''s stunning face. "Could you please make way?"


    The people at the front hesitated, perhaps influenced by Angel''s aura or simply because a beautiful girl''s request is morepelling. They stepped aside, but one nosy boy couldn''t help but ask with a hint of luck.


    "Angel, who are you looking for in our ssroom?"


    Angel didn''t respond. She walked into the ssroom, stopped, and stared straight at Sam, who was still with his backpack on.


    "Can we talk?"


    "..."


    "So, she came for Sam. I was wondering who was so lucky."


    "Why do these fairy-tale stories always involve princes and princesses? It''s so unfair!"


    "We girls naturally like handsome guys!"


    "Judging by looks and ignoring the soul?"


    "If looks don''t cut it, does one start believing in the beauty of their soul?"


    Sam couldn''t hear these buzzing voices anymore. He knew he was a step tootepared to his preparation; Angel''s was evidently more thorough.


    Now, what he pondered was how to respond in this situation.


    Sam remained calm, even though the silent beauty in front of him could potentially shatter him into 69 pieces.


    The two, under the gaze of many ssmates, left the ssroom and sat side by side on a bench near the yground. They weren''t very far apart, appearing like a couple deeply in love.


    "Angel, do you need me for something?"


    Sam took the initiative to speak, understanding that mere evasion was futile. He needed to calmly handle the situation, even though the person in front of him could stop time and, shatter him into 69 pieces.


    The good news, however, was that there was still a chance for change. This was his first real interaction with Angel.


    Angel turned her head towards Sam. "You''re Sam, right?"


    She seemed to be confirming his name, feigning ignorance as though she genuinely didn''t know him.


    But, given it was indeed their first ''meeting'', Sam couldn''t call her out. He nodded, "Yes, that''s correct."


    Angel nodded and then said, "There''s something that''s been puzzling me, so I sought you out."


    "What is it?" Sam wondered about her confusion.


    Angel pulled out her phone, busily tapping on it with an expressionless face. "First, let''s confirm, we haven''t had any contact before this, right?"


    Sam internally scoffed: How could we have not had any contact, when you''ve touched every inch of my body?


    Still, Sam feigned ignorance in his reply, "That''s right, this should be our first meeting. We''ve never even spoken before."


    "Then please exin this photo." Angel showed her phone screen to Sam, disying a photo of him.


    In the photo, he stood still, seemingly focused on something, certainly not the camera, but his whole posture was facing the lens.


    Sam vividly remembered this was a photo Angel took during her first use of time stop on him, but he couldn''t reveal the fact that he was conscious during those moments.


    "The person in this photo is indeed me... but why do you have my photo?"


    Angel turned towards him, her face expressionless, even carrying a hint of scrutiny. "That''s what I''m asking you. Why is there a photo of you in my phone?"


    "But that''s your phone, right? It''s not like someone sent it to you via email? And I don''t recall having this photo on any of my social media ounts."


    "That''s correct. But the photo is clear, and it''s taken directly of you. Do you remember if I took it?"


    Her sharp retort seemed to acknowledge an unspoken truth, but Sam didn''t understand her current motive. Why was she talking to him in this way?


    Was she ying dumb on purpose, seeking a topic to discuss?


    Sam shook his head: "I don''t remember, and I don''t recall anyone taking such a photo of me. If there was, I would certainly remember. I don''t know how this situation came about, and I can''t offer an exnation."


    After saying this, Sam noticed a flicker in Angel''s seemingly expressionless eyes. She then looked up at him.


    "Can''t exin it?"


    Sam pretended to ponder: "Maybe someone used your phone to take a photo of me? But I genuinely don''t remember."


    Angel stood up, changing her position to stand right in front of Sam, allowing her to look directly into his eyes. Her posture was graceful yet imposing, like a noble and elegant ck swan.


    "If it were just this one photo, it wouldn''t be much of a concern, not enough to seek you out specifically. But..."


    As Sam slowly lifted his head, he saw Angel swiping her finger on her phone, bringing up another photo.


    Sure enough, Sam still felt uneasy seeing his own cock in a photo. Why did she take it, and even with a beauty filter, making it appear especially soft and even somewhat cute?


    Luckily, the size was normal, stillrge and long.


    "What is this? Why do you have such a photo?" Sam feigned shock.


    Then he saw Angel''s narrowed eyes, fierce and seemingly angry. But Sam knew now it was all an act.


    "I don''t have a habit of taking such photos, and this one was taken right after the previous one. That''s your penile, isn''t it?"


    Sam naturally denied it, even though he knew it was his and that Angel had personally taken it. Most crucially, she had even flicked it earlier today!


    "How could it be! How could I possibly use your phone to take such a private photo? I''m not a pervert like that, and even if I were, I wouldn''t have any reason to do it."


    Angel looked somewhat guilty as she faced Sam. "Is it possible you''re lying? Maybe you stole my phone when I wasn''t aware and took these photos?"


    "But I didn''t do it." Sam denied it.


    Angel''s presence became moremanding, moving closer to Sam, more like a queen in control than the mere beautiful and noble princess from before.


    "Is that so? But a pervert, when caught, always denies it. Who would believe that? These photos are the best evidence. If shown to the police, seeing your face and then this penile, what would they think?"


    A challenging glint shone in Angel''s eyes.


    Sam looked at her, "Are you going to report me to the police over these baseless usations?"


    Angel leaned closer to Sam''s face, her voice lowering, her beautiful features now filled with danger and cunning. "If you don''t want such a thing to happen. there might be another way to resolve this. Perhaps I might choose not to hand it over to the police."

 Chapter 11: I need you to be my model

    <h4>Chapter 11: I need you to be my model</h4>


    Could it be that Angel''s intention in threatening him with the photo was to set the stage for what was toe?


    Sam sighed softly to himself, a sudden rity dawning within.


    He pondered, reflecting on why popr novels, especially those themed around rebirth, always emphasized that history couldn''t be altered, that everything would miraculously loop back, returning to its original path. This insistence on the so-calledw of cause and effect was precisely what many readers found off-putting and loathsome.


    Sam had never fully believed that his own journey to this world would strictly follow these causal links. Yet, he began to realize that there must be some sort of "corrective force" at y.


    Perhaps this was why he had always avoided contact with the original female leads of this world, and now, to rectify the original plot, it seemed as though he was being forced into interactions with them.


    Maybe it was precisely for this purpose that the events leading to their acquisition of supernatural abilities were triggered, propelling these urrences into motion.


    It all seemed to suggest to Sam that no matter how much he tried to escape, the inevitable encounters he was destined to have would still ur.


    Having been an orphan since childhood, Sam (Alexander) had long understood that relying on oneself was far superior to seeking help from others.


    Now, facing Angel''s triumphant gaze, he grasped the entire picture. He realized that evasion was futile; it only made things more passive, and the endgame could spiral out of control.


    Sam resolved to take control of his destiny. If avoidance was impossible, then he must actively change everything himself.


    In this intricate game, he decided not to be just an observer but to be the lead who alters history.


    Sam raised his head, this time not bothering to fabricate a fitting expression. Of course, he wouldn''t expose Angel''s ability to stop time either¡ªthat would be a literal death wish.


    Being brave doesn''t mean being reckless. First, he had to ovee the fear in his heart and avoid dwelling on those terrifying potential oues.


    He looked at Angel.


    "While I didn''t take those photos, I''d rather you didn''t make a big deal out of this. After all, it could negatively impact you too."


    Angel noticed the change in his demeanor. Sam appeared calm, not panicking over her probe.


    This only deepened Angel''s fascination with him, her thoughts echoing with admiration: Truly an interesting personality, just like his appearance. With such looks, how could he be ordinary? His soul, too, couldn''t be mundane.


    A smug, confident smile crept onto Angel''s previously expressionless face. Her infatuation with Sam was not openly expressed; instead, she interrogated him with a tone quite the opposite:


    "There''s no downside for me. It''s always fatal to be too lenient with a pervert, step by step. Isn''t stating the facts loudly at this moment the right solution?"


    Can I loudly proim your ability to stop time?


    Sam didn''t voice this thought, instead sighing, "So, what do you n to do?"


    Angel''s confident smile grew. "If you don''t want me to call the police. I can offer you a chance to redeem yourself."


    Sam immediately responded, "First off, I haven''t done anything perverted. Secondly, you can state your terms. If they''re reasonable, I can consider it an equivalent exchange."


    This caught Angel off guard, her gaze momentarily freezing. Sam was too calm, seemingly unafraid of her calling the police or using the photos against him.


    Ah... perhaps this is more interesting. It seems Angel have stumbled upon an intriguing game.


    Angel, who long felt everything around hercked challenge, now felt a spark of excitement, even looking forward to what would happen next.


    "So, you''re quite the negotiator. But I don''t think my request is too much." Angel eyed Sam, the breeze lifting his hair slightly, adding to his handsome appearance.


    "Please, go ahead."


    "It''s simple. I like sculpture and want to create a new series. Ick inspiration for a male lead... your image fits well. I need you to be my model."


    Just as Sam suspected. Her intention was indeed something like modeling, as her previous mutterings during her time-stop ability had hinted.


    The corrective power of this world is impressive...Sam deliberately avoided these female leads, yet they found a way.


    Sam pretended to ponder for a moment before looking at Angel.


    "Just that simple?"


    "Yes, just that simple."


    "I can agree to your request, but not today."


    Angel looked at Sam in surprise. Any boy in the school would fantasize about getting a chance to talk to her, to have any interaction. Yet this young man seemed incredibly calm, not treating the opportunity as a privilege.


    So Angel reverted to her usual demeanor, cool and distant, resembling a b of ice. "Why not?"


    Sam shook his head: "I''m running short on time today, I have a shift at the convenience store."


    "You should know, thest thing Ick is money."


    It was as if Angel was suggesting that cooperating with her could lead to substantial financial reward, much like the male protagonists in the original story who enjoyed being financially supported by the female lead.


    But though he bore Sam''s appearance, he was actually Alexander, and he wasn''t going to follow such a ''damned'' path.


    "I do need money, but it has to be earned through my own efforts. Alright, if there''s nothing else, I should get going. I''m about to bete."


    Angel watched Sam with wide eyes, a tumult of emotions swirling in her gaze.


    "Then you should at least give a time, or it''s just an empty promise. I really hate being lied to, especially that feeling of deception!" She emphasized her dislike for being deceived.


    After a moment of thought, Sam said, "How about the weekend? I''m free then."


    "Okay."


    Angel didn''t try to keep Sam any longer, letting him hurry off. The school was now almost deserted, save for the yground bathed in the falling sunset.


    The sunset rays illuminated her long ck hair, and her face, strikingly beautiful, was framed perfectly in the golden light. The summer breeze wafted in from distant hills, bringing with it the scent of grass.


    Angel slowly smiled. "Sam, you''re even more interesting than I thought."

 Chapter 12: Why you’re buying so many batteries?

    <h4>Chapter 12: Why you''re buying so many batteries?</h4>


    Sam arrived at the convenience store for his shift, and the day quickly turned to night.


    As it often happens during a busy shift, time flew, and it was now almost ten o''clock. In just ten minutes, Sam could clock out.


    Amidst his tiredness and anticipation of the end of the shift, a voice, gentle and melodious, reached his ears. But Sam, fatigued, didn''t pay much attention; he just wanted to finish up and leave.


    "Could you bag these items for me?" A delicate hand slid a selection of convenient ready-to-eat meals and several types of batteries across the counter. These batteries were of good quality, boasting waterproof features.


    Without looking up, Sam skillfully scanned the items'' barcodes.


    "That''ll be 30 dors."


    However, the customer didn''t proceed to pay. Instead, with a tone of surprise, she said, "Is that you, Sam? Are you working here?"


    Raising his head with a hint of confusion, Sam''s eyes met a beautiful, familiar face.


    The woman was d in a ck uniform, with a white shirt underneath. The buttons on her chest seemed to strain against the fabric due to her ample bosom.


    "Ah... Miss Zoe."


    The convenience store was indeed not far from the apartment, but Sam was puzzled by this unexpected encounter. He didn''t recall any plot in the game where they met at a convenience store. However, Zoe''s surprised expression didn''t seem to be a contrived coincidence.


    Zoe casually brushed a strand of hair from her temple, revealing a smile that exuded mature charm. "I needed to pick up some things; I ran out of food at home. I didn''t expect to find you working here."


    It seemed like a normal conversation, but Sam remained alert and polite, yet distant. "Yes... just earning some living expenses. But, may I ask why you''re buying so many batteries?"


    "Oh, nothing special. I just saw they were on sale, so I thought of stocking up. They have a long shelf life, after all."


    Zoe appeared slightly nervous as she took out cash from her wallet. "Here you go."


    "Thank you. Please take your items."


    After collecting her purchase, Zoe headed towards the exit but then paused.


    "One more thing."


    "Hmm?" Sam was instantly on guard.


    Zoe hesitated, looking back at him. "It''s quitete, and you probably haven''t had dinner yet. Would you like toe over for a bite? I''m alone and often can''t finish the food."


    This was a familiar conversation; Zoe had tried to invite him over for dinner the day before. Once could be a coincidence, but twice warranted attention to these irregrities.


    Although Sam hadn''t eaten, he declined with a smile. "No, thank you. I''ve already had my dinner. Thanks anyway, Miss Zoe."


    Zoe seemed slightly disappointed but nodded. "Alright then. It''s gettingte. Take care when you head home."


    "You too, Miss Zoe."


    With Zoe finally gone, Sam let out a long sigh of relief. The air still seemed to carry a trace of her faint perfume.


    The interaction had been normal enough, but he couldn''t help wondering if her knowing he worked here might lead to some unintended consequences. It seemed wise to consider finding a new job, preferably further from home.


    Resolved to this n, Sam quietly awaited the end of his shift.


    Then, suddenly ¡ª "Ding" ¡ª the familiar sound came from his phone.


    With a sense of foreboding, Sam checked his phone and saw the message that had juste in.


    [Sam~ I really like you, you know. Right now, I''m trembling because of you, ah~ I''m reaching a orgasm!]


    ???


    "What a bizarre message," Sam thought to himself. The wording was strange, and it clearly referred to him, which instantly brought Zoe, who had just left, to his mind. How could she possibly be experiencing an orgasm because of him?


    On his way home, Sam was extra cautious. Fortunately, he arrived home without any incident. There was no sign of Zoe waiting for him at his doorstep, which was a relief.


    Everything seemed normal. Sam even checked his room to be sure.


    Feeling more at ease, Sam took a shower, shedding the day''s weariness, andy down in bed.


    He noticed that the strange text message disappeared from his phone after he had seen it. The message felt like a premonition or a plot device from a script, puzzling him deeply.


    Moreover, his attempts to seek help or clues from the system were met with no response.


    Could it be that the message wasn''t a part of the system, but something external? He couldn''t figure it out and decided to go to sleep.


    Just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard a strange noise.


    "Buzzing~"


    "Ah~ Ah~"


    The sounds seemed to be human, and Sam instinctively tried to locate them.


    To his astonishment, they wereing from behind the wall of his bedroom, which was adjacent to Zoe''s room. The sounds were intermittent and muffled, as if the wall was soundproof but notpletely.


    What was she doing? The sounds were odd and curious.


    To investigate further, Sam pressed his ear against the wall, and the noises became clearer.


    "Mmm~! Mmm~!"


    "Buzzing~"


    Was she in trouble? That''s when Sam remembered his newly acquired ability: X-ray Vision. Without hesitation, he activated it.


    In an instant, his vision prated the wall, revealing everything in the room opposite. At that moment, Sam''s mouth fell open, and he was utterly stunned by what he saw.


    What Sam saw was Zoe''s naked body, she had nothing on and a vibrator in her pussy.


    The vibrator was arge one, coincidentally about the same size as Sam''s cock and simr in appearance.


    As the vibrator stretched and vibrated, Zoe''s body continued to shake as she looked at the wall in front of her and turned the frequency of the vibrator up to its maximum setting.


    "Sam~ I really like you, you know. Right now, I''m trembling because of you, ah~ I''m reaching a orgasm!"


    The X-ray Vision abilitysted only for 20 seconds, but it left Sam with an unforgettable and profound impression.


    Who could have imagined that such a beautiful neighbor like Zoe would use him as a fantasy subject for her self-pleasure?


    "Oh my god~"


    Gazing out at the moonlight through his window, Sam looked exhausted and mentally disheveled.


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 Chapter 13: Don’t overthink it. It’s just for the sake of art

    <h4>Chapter 13: Don''t overthink it. It''s just for the sake of art</h4>


    After a heavy rain over the weekend, the weather turned clear, and the air felt exceptionally fresh.


    Cars sped by, sshing water from the roadside, as dragonflies danced in the air.


    In the window of a coffee shop, a white cat basked in the sun, its eyes gleaming like jewels, and its face round and plump.


    Sam always liked to nce at the coffee shop as he passed by. The white cat noticed him too, thenzily yawned and continued to lie down, its round body showing no desire to turn over.


    Sam entered the school, never having seen the campus so quiet, as if only the sound of falling leaves existed.


    He arrived at a teaching building and came to room 416, then pushed the door open.


    The bright ssroom was instantly filled with golden sunlight spreading across the floor.


    And there was that stunning figure.


    "Are you here? Very punctual."


    Angel was there, dressed in familiar clothes. The white over-the-knee stockings might seem odd on other girls, but she was the perfect fit.


    Under the contrast of the white stockings, her long and delicate legs were irresistibly charming.


    While speaking, Angel''s gaze remained fixed on a sculpture, and although she wasn''t particrly close, Sam recognized at first sight that the sculpture resembled him.


    But it was not yetplete, currently just a vague outline.


    "Uh, a handsome person like me always likes to be punctual."


    Angel pursed her lips, obviously not fond of such narcissistic remarks, but of course, this was part of Sam''s n.


    If it could make her dislike him, perhaps it would be a good strategy to make her give up her infatuation with him.


    Angel didn''t speak. Sam stood not far behind her, observing her soft, long hair that flowed from the back of her head to her waist.


    "Is this sculpture of me?" Sam asked softly.


    Angel frowned slightly: "Hmm... but it doesn''t feel quite right, many details are yet to be fully sculpted."


    Sam understood her meaning, so he took the initiative: "Is this why you asked me toe here?"


    On a nearby tabley an exquisite and pretty bag, containing unknown contents, but certainly not books on a weekend.


    Angel stopped sculpting, and from behind, Sam could clearly see the dense sweat beads on the skin of her neck, not covered by her long hair.


    Indeed, the weather was getting hotter.


    She turned around, looking directly at Sam. Despite having met her before, Sam was still astounded by this extraordinary girl. A goddess-like beauty, unforgettable at a single nce.


    Angel sat facing Sam, her hands resting on her pleated skirt.


    "That''s right, sometimes inspiration needs face-to-face interaction, mere imagination cannot solve everything." She seemed to have a unique perspective on her hobbies.


    "So, what do you n to do?" Sam didn''t indulge in undue hope or meaningless entanglements.


    Once the situation was confirmed, Sam already understood his approach. He knew that every action of his was rted to his ultimate fate, so he had to maintain sufficient caution.


    Angel''s gaze was not gentle; on the contrary, it always carried a sense of indifference and determination.


    She pointed to a chair opposite her. "Sit there for a while. Until my sculpture isplete, you will relinquish control of your body to me."


    Sam didn''t agree immediately but asked calmly. "I can sit there while you work on the sculpture, and I can even cooperate to a certain extent. But you must promise not to touch my body."


    His request sounded almost like a vow of chastity, but Sam knew why he had to make it.


    He had anticipated Angel might disagree, but he didn''t expect her to refuse so bluntly, without a moment''s thought:


    "No."


    Sam frowned. "You mean you will touch me, but I''m just your model, why would you need to touch me?"


    The intent seemed far from pure.


    Angel slightly tilted her head, as if it were the most natural and confident thing. "Don''t overthink it. It''s just for the sake of art."


    Bullshit for the sake of art!


    Sam was well aware that any physical contact could trigger unforeseen consequences.


    Like the normal world, the development of romantic feelings between men and women required a gradual process ¨C from holding hands to kissing and even to sexual rtions ¨C all following a certain progression.


    However, due to his special talent, many things became more unpredictable. For instance, in a rtionship where only hand-holding was possible, if he got involved, it might directly escte to sex, and it would likely be the woman initiating it.


    Did the so-called conquest only signify possessing the other person''s body, engaging in sexual rtions?


    Sam knew it wasn''t that simple. If some things weren''t handled properly, the end could still be death.


    The wind gently stirred the curtains, casting their shadows on the ssroom wall in the sunlight.


    Their gazes seemed to sh in the still air, like duelists, where the moment of action would decide victory or defeat, life or death.


    Sam was the first to break the prolonged silence. "I''m just an ordinary person, not very versed in art. But physical touch makes me ufortable, so I refuse."


    Seeing him speak so calmly, a slight surprise seemed to shimmer in Angel''s eyes.


    Perhaps the idea of a boy refusing ''intimate contact'' with her was something she had never considered. Even a fool wouldn''t do that, right? But no, Sam wasn''t a fool; he was actually quite smart.


    "Do you really dislike me?" Angel suddenly asked.


    Sam shook his head. "I don''t dislike you, I just don''t feel anything."


    Sam had thought this through before speaking; after all, they hadn''t really met many times. And Angel was particrly beautiful. To outright say he disliked her would only arouse unnecessary suspicion or lead to unforeseenplications.


    "Don''t feel anything," that should be enough for her to give up on him, right?


    But Angel just smiled. "Sam, you''re the first guy to see me and feel nothing."


    Sam felt a headacheing on; things weren''t going as he had expected. Why did she seem more interested in him now?


    "It''s normal. There are always exceptions, and everyone''s aesthetic is different. I admit you are very attractive, the type most men would like, but..."


    "But what?"


    Angel smiled at Sam, who looked out the window with a thoughtful gaze. "I value the soul more..."


    It sounded like a clich¨¦ and somewhat shameless statement. Aren''t all men visual creatures? He just saw things a bit differently.


    Angel wasn''t surprised at Sam''s response; she seemed prepared for it. "I understand. I won''t touch you."


    Was that an agreement?


    Angel suddenly asked in a tempting tone, "But what if you touch me?"


    Sam firmly shook his head. "No, that won''t happen. First of all, I want to make it clear that I''m not saying this to y hard-to-get or to catch your attention."


    Angel didn''t seem angry, still as proud and confident as ever. "It''s okay, please sit down, I''m going to start."


    Sam didn''t bring anything with him, so he didn''t need to get ready. He calmly sat in the chair opposite her, watching Angel pick up her sculpting tool again.


    "I don''t need to pose in any particr way, do I?"


    Angel calmly looked up. "Face me and look at me."


    A very normal yet strange request.


    Sam didn''t hesitate much. He sat facing her, looking into Angel''s emotionless, indifferent eyes.


    She would asionally lower her head to sculpt, and have him adjust his position as needed.


    Like lifting his head, or looking aside, and of course, simple movements like standing up. Sam cooperated with all these, without refusal.


    Twenty minutester, Sam suddenly spoke up. "After you finish this sculpting, you''ll delete the photo as promised, right?"


    Angel calmly lifted her head. "No, I won''t."


    "Why not?"


    "Because I never made that agreement with you. I only promised not to call the police."


    "That''s quite cunning, isn''t it? There''s no reason for me to sit here and cooperate with you if that''s the case."


    Sam seemed somewhat angry, a natural reaction to being toyed with. He appeared ready to stand up and leave, but at that moment, he found himself unable to move.


    Like a finely crafted piece of art, Sam, sitting with his back to the sunlight on the windowsill, had stopped moving entirely, even his eyeballs were motionless, like a frozen sculpture, no longer blinking.


    Even the curtains had ceased their fluttering, as if the breeze had disappeared altogether.


    The ssroom was eerily silent.

 Chapter 14: A gun inside her bag

    <h4>Chapter 14: A gun inside her bag</h4>


    Angel slowly stood up, gracefully walking towards Sam, who seemed frozen, as if encased in ice.


    Leaning slightly forward, she gazed at his handsome face with a smile, "Quite vignt, aren''t you? But sorry, I possess the power to break all boundaries."


    Without any hesitation, Angel extended her hand, gently caressing Sam''s cheek. "Such a nice face. How wonderful it would be if it belonged solely to me. I do enjoy collecting beautiful things." There was a tinge of regret in her voice.


    This time, she didn''t kiss Sam, just lightly brushed her fingers over his face, then moved down to his cor. One by one, she unfastened the buttons of his shirt, revealing his corbone, then his chest, and finally his abdomen.


    Angel''s eyes glowed unnaturally, as if mes of an unusual fire were kindled in them.


    "Such a perfect body. What a pity it would be if you weren''t my protagonist," she mused. Her hands then reached for Sam''s trousers, and she looked up at the young man before her.


    Angel''s smile turned seductive, a kind she had never shown before, "So sorry, but even if it''s despicable, I can''t let you go. You are my endless source of inspiration... Sam, you''re my me, havingpletely ignited my heart."


    Snap! The belt of his trousers was undone.


    Angel''s expression was a mix of shyness and an almost fanatic excitement. There was no nervousness, not even a tremble in her hands.


    She pulled her cock from his underwear, letting them dangle naturally in the air.


    Standing up, she sniffed her palm. "A strange scent, but unexpectedly not unpleasant."


    She looked at Sam''s cock with fascination, unable to resist kissing them, and then slowly returned to her seat, just watching him, quietly waiting.


    Five minutes passed quickly.


    The wind moved the curtains, and time in the ssroom returned to normal.


    Angel''s gaze shifted, bing calm and sharp. "Sam, what are you doing?" she suddenly asked in an usatory tone.


    Sam was sitting there, his clothes all undone, his upper body naked. Not just that, his trousers had slipped to the ground, exposing his long, thick penis, making the scene appear like a bizarre exposure.


    In Angel''s imagination, Sam would probably be panicked, with an innocent and angry look, saying he didn''t know what was happening, that he didn''t want this, but he couldn''t exin it.


    But it didn''t matter. Angel picked up her phone and started recording Sam. She now looked forward to his performance.


    When Sam''s focus returned, and he lowered his head to see his own cock, he did not show surprise or start shouting in panic.


    He didn''t loudly question what was happening. He didn''t even pull his penis back into his trousers.


    A flicker of confusion in Angel''s eyes was reced by surprise when she saw him slowly lift his head, his gaze piercing towards her. It was like the sharp brilliance of a detective suddenly breaking through the truth, understanding all the clues.


    "Angel, this time, and thest time in the ssroom, it was all your doing, wasn''t it?"


    Did he already know?


    "What are you talking about?" Angel frowned.


    A bad premonition rose in her heart. Could he know?


    Although there were only the two of them, Angel pondered. Did Sam harbor no doubt about himself? Or had he, in some way, retained his consciousness during the period when time was stopped?


    Considering this possibility, Angel''s gaze turned dangerously sharp.


    Sam said:"Combining thest incident''s photos with this sudden urrence, it seems quite clear, doesn''t it? Although I don''t know how you did it, the problem must lie with you."


    Hearing this, Angel breathed a sigh of relief.


    Yes, Sam was as intelligent as he was handsome, much like herself.


    Angel''s wary look faded, and she paused the recording on her phone. "I don''t understand the problem you''re implying, but my phone recorded your actions. Your perverse behavior is undeniable now, isn''t it?"


    Sam redressed, smoothing out the wrinkles in his shirt. In his mind, he thought: This is too much. The buttons were almost torn off. Can''t you be a bit gentler?


    He met Angel''s eyes with a serene gaze. "This video is only a fragment; it doesn''t seem to exin much. Moreover, there''s no footage of me undressing because I didn''t do it myself, did I?"


    "True, I didn''t capture you undressing yourself, but that doesn''t prove you didn''t do it. On the contrary, my recording should be more persuasive than your words. After all, I have it all on phone. Whether shown to the police or posted online, the result is obvious," Angel said with a smile, her eyes beautiful yet holding a sharp edge.


    nning to use public opinion against him?


    Sam also smiled, the wind entering through the window not only stirred the curtains but also his hair. "If I''m not mistaken, from the start of the recording until now, you haven''t touched me, right?"


    Angel narrowed her eyes, "That''s correct, but to be precise, I haven''t touched you since you entered the room."


    Sam nodded, his smile growing brighter. "Well then, why don''t you apany me to the police station with your recording? Let''s see if my clothes have your fingerprints on them."


    Though he had just dressed himself, Sam was careful throughout the process to touch only the backside of the buttons. He remembered that she had touched the front side to unbutton his shirt.


    "What?" Angel''s pupils dted involuntarily, her expression slightly stunned. Clearly, she hadn''t expected Sam to respond so coolly.


    Seeing her reaction, Sam knew he had gained the upper hand.


    He even knew she would use her time-stopping ability again for better control, even recording it. Thus, he had made no strange moves, just waiting for her to use the time stop.


    He also hadn''t revealed his ability to remain conscious during her time stop, as this would only make her think he was clever enough to deduce everything.


    Angel''s shocked expression slowly faded into a suppressed smile. "When did you realize I had the ability to stop time?" she asked.


    Sam was taken aback. He hadn''t explicitly stated this, yet Angel seemed to be admitting it? He watched her movements cautiously as she calmly walked over to her bag.


    "I never said that," he replied, ying it off as mere spection. "I clearly remember sitting here, but how could my clothes have been removed so suddenly? It defies logic, so I had to consider the most improbable possibility."


    Angel picked up her bag, holding it in one hand while standing directly in front of Sam, maintaining a close distance and an smile. "So, you didn''t think, perhaps, it was a case of dissociative identity disorder? That another personality, unknown to you, did something you wouldn''t have thought of?"


    Sam shook his head. "That couldn''t exin the sudden change without any action from me. My memory is continuous, like aplete film with only a few frames missing from a tightly connected timeline. Besides, I trust myself."


    Angel nodded with a smile, seemingly impressed with his deduction. As her hand slowly reached into her bag, her eyes never left Sam.


    "I see. So, what do you n to do? Report what I''ve done, or expose my special ability? Don''t worry, just tell me openly, now that you''ve figured it out. Honest conversation is best, right?"


    At that moment, as she spoke in a seemingly gentle tone, Sam felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He didn''t take it out, sensing something amiss.


    Her actions, her unnatural smile, and her questions ¡ª something was off.


    He activated his [X-ray Vision].


    As Sam''s gaze focused on the bag where her hand was delving, he saw it clearly: a gun.

 Chapter 15: Would you like to date me?

    <h4>Chapter 15: Would you like to date me?</h4>


    Sam felt his palms sweating.


    Would she ruthlessly shoot him if her secret came to light? It seemed unimaginable that such a beautiful woman couldmit such a brutal act.


    Yet, in this game world, Angel was not a vulnerable character but the female lead, embodying strength and decisiveness, always maintaining her cool. She would never allow her secrets to be revealed, bing a subject of scientific study.


    Faced with such a colossal risk, she would prefer to kill Sam and let her family cover it up, making it appear as a ''reasonable ident.'' It was possible that even Sam''s sister might never see hisplete body!


    Even if he managed to escape now, what about his future life? With her ability to stop time, once she set her mind to it, she could find a thousand ways to kill him!


    During the duration of his X-ray Vision, Angel seemed to be casually chatting with him, but her hand was inside her bag, firmly gripping the pistol.


    Sam diverted his gaze from the bag in her hand to meet Angel''s eyes directly.


    He sat back down, under her sharp and vignt gaze. "Why would I expose you? Or report your supernatural abilities?"


    Angel''s hand, which was about to draw the pistol, paused. She looked at Sam, puzzled. "Aren''t you at all curious about this?"


    Sam nodded. "Of course, it''s strange to encounter supernatural powers in real life. But I have no reason to report you. I just hope you won''t use your powers to y pranks on me. It''s quite embarrassing."


    In speaking, Sam was tactful, avoiding words like fear or terror, to rx her guard. He wanted her to subconsciously think that he didn''t perceive her powers as a terrifying force.


    "So, you''re okay with this? You ept everything I''ve said so easily?" Angel finally loosened her grip on the gun, but she didn''t put down her bag.


    The danger wasn''t entirely gone, but Sam''s demeanor had lowered her guard.


    So, until it waspletely safe, Sam needed to appear totally rxed and unguarded.


    He shrugged. "Of course. I''m actually a fan of supernatural-themed novels and movies. I like The sh and Doctor Strange. When I found out about your powers, I was surprised, but your abilities don''t really concern me. I''m just a regr student, focused on my studies."


    This exnation seemed reasonable, and Angel evenughed lightly. "You don''t seem too curious. Don''t you want to know what my powers are, or what I''ve done with them?"


    Sam sighed softly. "I''m indeed curious, but I guess you wouldn''t just tell me. After all, it''s normal for everyone to have their own secrets."


    "How can I be sure that you won''t talk about this after you leave the ssroom?" Angel asked, maintaining a smile and appearing to have let down her guard.


    This was a critical question, possibly Sam''s final test. Maybe satisfying her was the key to leaving the ssroom safely.


    Sam had already thought through his response, maintaining a casual and unchanged expression. "Firstly, I''m not one to gossip. I don''t really care about things that don''t concern me. Secondly, keeping this secret for you, seems easier than spreading it. At least I won''t have to face a barrage of questions and boring people prying for information."


    "And even if I did talk, you could just deny it. After all, I have no concrete evidence, right? As long as you don''t use your powers, you''re just another person, undetectable to anyone. And I''d be seen as crazy, so there''s no reason for me to tell."


    It was a perfect answer, carefully considered by Sam. These words, a blend of truth and lies, were designed to be perfectly confusing. This would make it hard for Angel to discern Sam''s real thoughts. Once she put herself in his shoes, she would find his reasoning sound.


    It was now midday, and the sunlight outside was bright, even somewhat dazzling. The ssroom air was slightly stuffy, with sweat only on Sam''s back.


    Knowing Angel had a gun in her bag, he found it hard to remainposed.


    Luckily, he had his X-ray Vision. Without it, today might have been hisst.


    Finally, Angel ended her contemtion. She continued forward, stopping in front of Sam, who remained seated, and looked down at him. "Sam, you are a very special and interesting person."


    Sam paused, looking at the beautiful Angel, and just smiled: "I''m just an ordinary student, maybe a bit handsome."


    "Then, would this handsome student like to date me?"


    "Eh? date?"


    Sam hadn''t expected her to ask this so calmly, with a smile and without a hint of shyness, as if she were merely suggesting they walk home together.


    Angel spoke calmly, "I think the only way to ensure you truly have my best interests at heart and won''t do anything to harm me is to make you my boyfriend, to make you fall in love with me."


    Sam wondered, did he have to follow this fate-like setup just to keep her secret?


    He shook his head, "Let''s not. I''m just a regr student, and I don''t think you''d like me for such a simplistic reason. Rtionships like that usually don''t end well."


    Angel wasn''t upset, just curiously looking at Sam. "Do you think I''m not attractive?"


    Sam shook his head. "No, dating a girl like you is something every guy dreams of."


    "But you just turned me down," Angel said with a tone of regret.


    "That''s because the differences between us are too great. Anyone practical would realize it''s impossible, and your feelings for me must be limited, right?"


    Angel nodded, "To be precise, I don''t have much of a liking for you. But that doesn''t stop me from being interested in you now."


    "A momentary interest," Sam argued. "Too many girls y with a guy''s feelings out of temporary interest, then discard them once the novelty wears off. I don''t want to be that guy."


    Angel tapped her chin with her finger, pondering. "I see. Then let''s try a different approach."


    "What approach?"


    Angel looked at Sam, "You said earlier you don''t want me to use my powers on you anymore, right?"


    Sam hesitated but nodded.


    "Of course. Nobody wants to be in a situation they can''t control or understand."


    Angel smiled, "Then, as a condition for not using my powers on you anymore, you need to cooperate with me until Iplete this series of sculptures."


    Sam was puzzled, "But didn''t you finish it just now?"


    Angel scoffed dismissively. "No, many details are still imperfect. I can''t allow any ws in my work."


    "What details? It looks great to me," Sam gestured towards the sculpture behind Angel.


    Angel spoke mysteriously, "As for the details, I''ll tell youter. Juste to the ce I designate, and you''ll know."


    Sam just looked at her, silent. Angel bent down, bringing her stunning face and dangerous gaze close to Sam.


    "Sam, don''t you want to agree? It''s okay, I won''t force you. Whether youe to the ce I designate is up to you."


    After saying this, Angel leaned in as if to kiss Sam''s lips. Sam instinctively pulled his head back, creating distance.


    Angelughed at this, then stood up, grabbed her bag, and left the ssroom.


    Only when Angel hadpletely left did Sam rx. He pulled out his phone and saw a message:


    [Sam, you really are handsome, even the thought of your head being blown off by a gunshot and dying looks good on you.]


    "Wtf!"


    Sam felt as if his strength had drained away in an instant, his heart pounding wildly.

 Chapter 16: Sam, look into my eyes

    <h4>Chapter 16: Sam, look into my eyes</h4>


    Sam''s emotions wereplex at this moment.


    First, there was a sense of relief. The text message he received, sent by an unknown person and of uncertain nature, didn''t predict events that were guaranteed to happen.


    For instance, Sam hadn''t been killed by Angel with a gun in that ssroom.


    If the content of the text was a forewarning of key plot points, possibly narrated from the perspectives of the female leads, then it meant that if a bad scenario or a threat to his personal safety was mentioned, he could potentially prevent it and change the oue.


    However, the problem was that the texts never seemed to hint at any good scenarios.


    Another crucial point was that Angel was truly willing to kill him. Although other female leads might also pose a threat to his life, they appeared somewhat gentlerpared to Angel.


    In their recent encounter, she not only used her time-stopping ability to control him further but was also prepared to kill him if he struggled free from the time stop or nned to expose her supernatural abilities.


    At this thought, Sam felt fortunate for possessing the X-ray Vision ability. It was not only useful for cheeky peeks but also crucial in saving his life at critical moments.


    ...


    Returning to his apartment, Sam noticed that Zoe hadn''te out to invite him for dinner as she usually did. However, he was certain that she wouldn''t just quietly live next door without any ulterior motives.


    It could be that certain events hadn''t urred yet, or perhaps there were things happening that he was unaware of.


    It seemed that, after arriving in this world, Sam couldn''t avoid interacting with these female leads no matter how much he tried to escape.


    After taking a cold shower to cool his thoughts, Sam began to formte a n. Avoidance was futile due to the correction effect that ensured the female leads would continuously appear in his life.


    When facing them, he needed to adopt a more proactive approach instead of being passive. Otherwise, if they took the initiative, he would still end up in a BAD ending due to his ambiguous rtionships with several female leads.


    So, what should he do?


    Sam took a deep breath. He needed to be slightly more proactive, interact calmly, and be cautious in his dealings. Most importantly, he had to ensure that he did not trigger any BAD endings.


    The system had hinted that each female lead had a GOOD ending, which hinged on ''conquest''.


    As for the meaning of ''conquest''?


    Does it involve physical intimacy, using sexual prowess to dominate them, or capturing their hearts?


    Upon careful analysis, Sam concluded that relying solely on either of these methods was not entirely reliable.


    Purely utilizing physical prowess to win over their bodies and make them deeply involved wouldn''tpletely solve the problem. After all, there were many female leads in this game. Sam''s physical stamina was unlikely to support intimate rtionships with all of them simultaneously.


    Moreover, even if he had the stamina, there wouldn''t be enough time. Desire alone cannot perpetually control a person.


    Capturing their hearts alone wasn''t sufficient either. Rtionships without sexual were fragile, which could easily lead to a loss of initiative, triggering the BAD endings.


    Thus, the situation is quite evident: he must not only capture their hearts but also, when the emotions reach a certain level, ept everything. Utilizing the advantage of his uniquely endowed cock, he mustpletely conquer their bodies.


    Sam no longer needed to avoid the female leads. His ten days of evasion had already resulted in the female leads acquiring various strange abilities. If he continued to avoid them, other female leads might gain even more powerful abilities.


    The only thing Sam could do in his interactions with the female leads was to keep them guessing about his thoughts and actions. He needed to pique their interest, letting them think they had the upper hand, while in reality, everything was under Sam''s control.


    It was clear that a pure love scenario was impossible; this was destined to be a harem ending.


    Sam sighed deeply and took a big gulp of his soda.


    It seemed he was destined to y the role of a womanizer.


    ...


    At the start of a new week, it seemed Angel was keeping her promise. Quickly, it was already Friday, and she hadn''t approached Sam of her own ord, nor had she used her time-stopping ability to kiss him or touch his cock.


    It appeared as though things were settling down, but Sam remained vignt. He knew Angel was merely waiting for the weekend opportunity.


    Where would she propose to meet? They had exchanged contact information early on, so all Sam needed to do was to wait quietly for her message.


    It should be today, but school was already over. Sam picked up his backpack, ready to leave the school.


    But a beautiful figure had already appeared at the ssroom door.


    "Sam, are you in a hurry to go home?"


    The unexpected figure at the ssroom entrance blocked his way. It was the familiar teacher''s uniform, but today, it seemed she wore a different thickness of ck stockings. The color of the stockings was more transparent, almost revealing the skin of her thighs.


    "Ah, Miss Alice."


    Sam looked at this mature and charming woman, exuding a seductive aura, and politely smiled.


    Alice seemed calm, her gaze momentarily gentle. "You seem to rush home every time... do you have something to do outside school?"


    She was obviously suspecting if Sam was working outside school.


    Kuhang High School did not allow students to work outside unless there were special reasons approved by the school. Sam''s actions did not conform to the school''s policy, which could affect his studies.


    Therefore, Sam wouldn''t tell Alice the truth but calmly said, "Actually, there''s nothing much. It''s just that the anime I''ve been following updates around this time, so I''m eager to go home and watch thetest episode."


    Alice''s eyes narrowed slightly. "Really? Are you sure you''re not doing something else outside school?"


    "What else? I don''t understand what you mean..."


    "Like working a job," Alice rified.


    Sam immediately shook his head: "Of course not. The school doesn''t allow students to work outside. I wouldn''t do such a thing."


    "Is that so... Sam, look into my eyes." After a brief pause, Alice said.


    Sam subconsciously followed themand and looked into her eyes.


    In an instant, he sensed the familiar change in Alice''s eyes, like a vortex pulling at his thoughts and soul.


    The moment was brief, almost over quickly, bringing a slight dizziness to his head, and then Sam''s eyes became slightly vacant.

 Chapter 17: I’ll give you a very nice reward

    <h4>Chapter 17: I''ll give you a very nice reward</h4>


    "Sam, tell me now, are you really rushing home just to watch anime?" Alice''s voice lowered slightly, as if carrying a seductive magic.


    Sam, like a good child, shook his head a bit woodenly. "No."


    As expected, Alice''s expression grew more solemn. "Then why are you in such a hurry to go home every day, not participating in any clubs? Is it because you''re working part-time?"


    She waited, expecting Sam to reveal the truth.


    "I..."


    Sam''s eyes seemed to struggle, hesitating to speak.


    This was rare, usually seen in people with strong wills. Could it be that this handsome young man was actually very resilient? Interesting, but futile. No one could escape her gaze.


    The ssroom was empty now. Alice took a step forward, closing the distance between them.


    Their proximity was so close, almost as if they were about to embrace, their breaths seemingly mingling.


    Alice lowered her voice, sounding gentle and deep. "It''s okay, tell the truth. I won''t me you. We are friends, just trying to guide you. There''s nothing you can''t say, so please, are you working outside school?"


    "...No."


    This answer surprised Alice. She looked at Sam, a bit taken aback.


    "Why then?"


    "Because I''m in a hurry to go home to y games."


    Alice scrutinized Sam''s eyes. He didn''t seem to be lying, apparently still under her control.


    But she didn''t hear the answer she wanted. Had she misjudged?


    "Haven''t I told you to y fewer games? Didn''t you listen to me?"


    Sam, appearing a bit nervous, shook his head. "I''ve tried to y less, but I just can''t resist. I don''t know what to do."


    Alice pondered for a moment, then said to Sam. "Okay, y fewer games from now on, okay? Tell me, can you do it?"


    Sam looked up at Alice somewhat nkly. "I''ll try my best..."


    "Why can''t you definitely do it?" Alice frowned, finding his reaction strange, something she hadn''t seen before.


    Sam seemed somewhat ashamed, lowering his head. "Because besides games, I don''t know what else to do."


    "You could go to bed earlier or participate in extracurricr activities. You''re a student, isn''t that what you should be doing?"


    "But studying is so boring, I have no motivation."


    So that was the reason?


    Looking at this exceptionally handsome student, smelling his scent, Alice involuntarily took a deep breath. She quickly realized what she was doing.


    Alice looked at Sam, speaking gently. "Then how about I give you some motivation?"


    "What kind of motivation?"


    Alice smiled enticingly, a taboo expression for a beautiful female teacher, likely to be misunderstood by many male students. But it''s the taboo that makes it thrilling, right?


    "Do you think your teacher is pretty?"


    Sam nodded honestly. "Of course, you''re pretty."


    "Then, if you show significant improvement in the next test, I''ll give you a reward, a very nice reward."


    "What reward?" Sam asked curiously.


    Alice thought, what an innocent boy, not yet exposed to a woman like herself, let alone in the role of a teacher. Her smile brightened at the thought.


    "The reward can''t be revealed in advance, but it will certainly be extraordinary. Can you promise me now to stop ying games and focus on your studies?"


    "I will!"


    "Then, will you listen to your teacher and join a club, bing more sociable? If you have few friends, you can consider me as a good friend."


    "I will!"


    "Good. Now Sam, you should head home. I''m looking forward to your performance."


    "Okay, thank you, teacher."


    Watching Sam walk away, Alice involuntarily touched the corner of her lips as she gazed at his retreating figure.


    "Strange... why did I say something like that, feeling this way? But... this young man named Sam really makes one want to care for him."


    Sam hadn''t gone far. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up. "So this is the effect of the Temptation Constitution?"


    Yes, Sam wasn''t under control, but he had figured out Alice''s ability.


    Hypnosis.


    The words guiding him were hypnotic, including "you can consider me as a good friend."


    This was a ssic psychological suggestion.


    Even though Sam knew Alice was trying to hypnotize him, he yed along. However, he didn''t reveal the truth about his part-time job, instead deceiving her that it was about game.


    "Ring."


    At that moment, his phone rang.


    [Be there at 2 PM sharp. I hate people who don''t respect time.]


    This was a message from Angel, apanied by an address.


    Sam''s reply was brief: [Okay.]


    A simple response, seemingly indifferent.


    But this was his intention, not to let her think he was smitten by her beauty. This nd response might also give her the illusion that Sam wasn''t particrly interested in her.


    However, Angel, with her far superior social status, probably wouldn''t tolerate this oue. It might provoke her to try to conquer his indifference.

 Chapter 18: If you dare to ejaculate in my hand that quickly, you’re dead

    <h4>Chapter 18: If you dare to ejacte in my hand that quickly, you''re dead</h4>


    Sam arrived at the convenience store, changed into his uniform, and began his shift.


    "You''re always so punctual."


    Looking up, Sam saw a young woman in a sports tank top revealing a pretty belly button but wearing a baseball cap. She looked like someone who cared about trends, often hanging out in bars and simr ces.


    Her real identity was the store manager, Mia.


    Mia wasn''t a character from the game, and there wasn''t even a store manager role in the game. But it seemed that since Sam came to this world, some things had been adjusted to make sense, resulting in this attractive young woman.


    Mia was vibrant, carrying an adult''s casual elegance. She had a great figure, healthy tan skin, and wore light makeup.


    Sam smiled. "Well, the manager once said: Even though I''m a student, beingte means a pay cut."


    Mia blinked. "Am I being too harsh on a kid like you?"


    Sam shook his head. "This is what adults should endure, and I am of age now. Please don''t keep calling me a child."


    Mia suddenly leaned forward, almost leaning over the counter, exposing her cleavage seemingly without care.


    "Eh? Is Sam already an adult? Is it time for me to help you be a real man?"


    Sam, holding a banana, tapped Mia''s head lightly.


    "Remember, you taught me not to let anyone too close to the counter. And please, don''t make such inappropriatements to a student."


    Mia red at Sam but wasn''t really angry. Such interactions seemed normal for them.


    "Hmph, such a handsome face, yet so unromantic. Now I see why you don''t have a girlfriend. I worry about you, you know~"


    Sam continued counting the cash and coins in the register. "You''re not that old either. Constantly lecturing others will age you fast."


    Mia''s eyes widened. "What nonsense!"


    She quickly checked her face in a mirror, relieved to find no crow''s feet or neck lines.


    "Hmph, always saying things that upset girls won''t win you love, Sam."


    "Mia, not everyone''s life revolves around love."


    "Hmm? That''s surprisingly mature. Oh right, that''s not what I came here to talk about."


    Sam, having finished counting the change, looked at Mia.


    "Those nearly expired products, I''ll take care of them. If there''s nothing else, you can go about your business. I need to start working."


    Mia looked at Sam, shocked.


    "Eh?"


    "I haven''t even said anything yet. How did you know I was going to mention that? And telling me to go do something else as if I''m a useless manager who''s always being taken care of?"


    Well, not entirely useless, at least she pays the sry. But that''s a thought best kept to himself.


    Sam smiled at the healthy and attractive young woman. "Because those not immersed in love often maintain clearer minds."


    Mia stuck out her tongue yfully, her demeanor more youthful than her age. "That''s a facy, but alright, I''m off to y tennis. Work hard, and if you do well, I might give you a bonus this week. Bye~"


    Mia left the convenience store as the sky gradually darkened. Sam felt rxed; interactions with Mia were easy, unburdened by the game''s original plot.


    ...


    On a weekend morning, Sam woke up early. With no sses or work, he went for a morning run, enjoying the feeling of breathing fresh air and sweating out toxins from junk food and sugary drinks.


    After returning to his apartment, showering, watching an anime, and making a simple lunch, Sam tidied up the living room, changed into a in white short-sleeved shirt, and left his apartment.


    Stepping out, he saw Zoe just unlocking her door. She seemed surprised to see him. "Ah, no school today, so you''re heading out?"


    Sam wasn''t surprised; over the past half month, they had bumped into each other more than twenty times, seemingly always by chance.


    He smiled politely. "Yes, I have some errands to run."


    "Is it a date with your girlfriend?"


    Zoe''s tone was like a rtive''s casual concern, but Sam knew better. In the game, she was adept at acting and disguise.


    He shook his head. "How could it be? I don''t seem like someone who has a girlfriend, right?"


    Zoe covered her mouth andughed, her mood seemingly lifted.


    "Sam is quite handsome. If it were my school days, I would have pursued you without hesitation."


    It sounded like a joke, but how much truth is spoken in jest?


    Sam blushed slightly. "Zoe, you''re teasing me. You must have had many admirers back in your day; I wouldn''t have stood a chance."


    A faint blush on Zoe''s cheeks made her even more charming, especially in her figure-hugging skirt, entuating her curves.


    "Well, you never know until you try," she said.


    "True. I need to go; my appointment is soon. Goodbye."


    Sam hurriedly left, while Zoe''s eyes held a hint of regret.


    She nodded with a smile. "Okay, Sam, go ahead. Don''t bete for your date."


    "It''s not a date!"


    As Sam boarded the bus, his phone buzzed.


    It had to happen.


    Pulling out his phone, Sam checked the message.


    [Sam... how lewd. Just sensing it and you''re already like this. Your head must be full of dirty fantasies. Seems it''s more honest than you, huh... disgusting, really disgusting. If you dare to ejacte in my hand that quickly, you''re dead.]

 Chapter 19: It’s just the two of us now. Let’s start

    <h4>Chapter 19: It''s just the two of us now. Let''s start</h4>


    The situation was looking pretty dire.


    Just reading that text message made Sam feel like this journey was already fraught with "danger".


    However, Sam had no more excuses to run away at this point, and besides,pared to getting shot in the head, this oue seemed almost favorable.


    After all, if he went back now and directly broke the appointment, knowing Angel''s character, she would undoubtedly do something even more bizarre. Breaking an appointment was the worst thing to do, regardless of one''s motives.


    Sam realized he had to be cautious about what strange twists this situation might take.


    The bus journeyed from familiar streets to unfamiliar ones, with noticeably fewer pedestrians on the sidewalks and increasing vacancies inside the bus.


    After all, Angel, a girl from an affluent background, lived in a very upscale neighborhood. People living there wouldn''t need to rely on buses for transportation.


    Stepping off the bus, Sam found himself surrounded by tall, imposing walls and beautiful cherry trees. Two months ago, this street would have been a sight to behold with its cherry blossoms in full bloom, but now, he had missed the best time to see them.


    Walking down this street, Sam felt like he had stepped into another world, amoner visiting a pce.


    Cherry Blossom Avenue was known as a no-go zone formoners, with buildings around that looked like independent mansions, inhabited by wealthy and influential elites.


    In this exclusive street, Sam located Angel''s house. Her home stood like a courtyard, imposing and elegant. Standing at the gate, he could already smell the fragrance of flowers from inside.


    He knocked on the heavy wooden gate, producing a distinct sound, not of ordinary wood. Soon, he heard footsteps, and someone opened the door from inside ¨C a young girl in a white dress.


    Sam paused, not because the girl was exceptionally beautiful. Having seen beauties like Angel, Zoe, Alice, and Mia since arriving in this world, he had be somewhat immune to their allure.


    What surprised him was that he had no recollection of this girl; she had never appeared in the game. Especially in Angel''s house ¨C was this a new female lead?


    The girl had big eyes and long, dark hair, looking adorable. Her gaze at Sam was filled with curiosity. "Are you Sam?" she asked.


    Sam nodded, slightly hesitant. "Is Angel here? She asked me toe find her."


    The girl nodded vigorously. "Yes! My sister already told me about you. You cane in."


    "Sister?" Sam thought, surprised. Angel had a sister? This was unexpected, especially since the two seemed so different in both personality and appearance.


    The girl smiled sweetly, introducing herself, "I''m Angel''s cousin, Selena. I recently arrived in Kuhang. It''s a pleasure to meet you!"


    Selena was much more cheerful than Angel. Sam nodded, "Hello, Selena."


    Selena nodded emphatically and then looked at Sam, who returned her gaze. A sudden silence made her realize an important issue.


    "Ah! You''re here to see Angel... Sorry,e in, she''s in the carving studio right now!"


    As Sam followed Selena, he marveled at the luxury of a rich family having a dedicated carving studio for their daughter''s hobby.


    Entering Angel''s home, Sam was greeted by a front yard filled with a variety of flowers. Pink and white hydrangeas intertwined, creating a youthful, feminine seascape of colors.


    However, in a corner, Sam noticed the ''Queen of the Night'' tulips, a unique and somewhat dark tulip variety that clearly bore Angel''s signature style.


    The sight of artificial hills and a small pond in the garden was no longer surprising. The yard was vast, truly vast.


    Passing through the corridor, Selena led Sam to a door.


    "Angel, Sam''s here!" Selena called out at the door.


    A familiar voice came from inside. "I know. You go on, and remember not to y games or watch videos for too long. Even without elders around, you can''t be too indulgent."


    Selena''s face fell a bit. "Whine... I know, don''t tell Auntie, I''ve been good recently~"


    "We''ll see."


    "Woowoo..." Selena let out a meaningless whine.


    Even towards her rtives, Angel seemed quite aloof. Was this her idea of absolute fairness?


    Selena gave Sam a nce and smiled, "Well, I''ll leave you to it. Good luck."


    What did she mean by wishing him luck? Was the room a dangerous battlefield?


    But before Sam could ponder further, Selena had left, already looking forward to the joys of gaming and short videos.


    Standing at the door without hesitation, Sam opened it, and light flooded in.


    The room was spacious and well-lit, with doors on either side. Angel, dressed in a pale red dress, was sitting in front of a sculpture, apparently still working on it.


    She didn''t look up at Sam, but her profile was stunningly beautiful, her hair gently moving in the breeze, her captivating eyes, and long eyshes creating an irresistibly attractive presence.


    Sam didn''t stare for long, despite her beauty being worth admiring and never tiring.


    "Should Ie in now?"


    "If you want to keep kneeling at the door, I won''t stop you." Her words were sharp.


    Sam took off his shoes and entered the clean and tidy room.


    Aside from the sculpture, the room''s walls were adorned with oil paintings and sketches, evidently Angel''s own creations.


    In front of Angel was the sculpture modeled after Sam, which she seemed to be refining the details of, nearly finished.


    The sculpture gazed in a certain direction, its expression deep and distant, strikingly simr to Sam himself.


    Sam chose not to disturb Angel''s work, quietly sitting in a nearby chair.


    asionally, Angel would sneak nces at him, thinking herself concealed, but she didn''t initiate any conversation.


    A maid brought in beverages and exquisite snacks, though Sam only sipped a bit of his drink.


    Twenty minutester, Angel ceased her work. "Sam, you''re more patient than I expected."


    Sam smiled. "Isn''t it basic decency not to disturb someone who is working hard?"


    Angel neither agreed nor disagreed, stretchingnguidly. Because she was wearing a dress, Sam could clearly see her smooth arms and clean underarms, devoid of any hair.


    Every part of a beautiful girl seemed attractive.


    Turning back to Sam, Angel''s gaze became serious. "Sam, are you someone who likes to challenge themselves?"


    Sam thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Rather than challenging myself, I prefer to live in an environment that''sfortable for me."


    Angel narrowed her eyes, "Aren''t you afraid I''ll dislike you for saying something so unambitious?"


    Sam looked at her curiously. "I don''t hope for you to like me, so why should I fear your dislike?"


    Angel fell silent, visibly struggling to hide her embarrassment.


    Sam''s unexpected responses and actions piqued Angel''s curiosity. Was this boy intriguing or just odd?


    After a moment of thought, Angel said, "I just feel you might not understand what I''m doing."


    In truth, Sam wasn''t keen on understanding, but he didn''t say so. He simply smiled, "Doing something without guilt is what matters, isn''t it? What others think is less important."


    Angel smirked disdainfully, "Then I hope you can always maintain this ''guiltlessness''."


    She stood up and closed the doors on both sides of the room. Suddenly, the studio was secluded, illuminated only by artificial light, creating a private space for just the two of them.


    Then, she turned to face Sam directly. "Alright, Sam. It''s just the two of us now. Let''s start."

 Chapter 20: Of course not, take off your pants too

    <h4>Chapter 20: Of course not, take off your pants too</h4>


    Given the R18+ theme of the game, is it really necessary to use such misleading words?


    Sam feigned ignorance as he looked at the other person. "Start what?"


    "Be my model."


    "Didn''t you just finish that?"


    "No, not yet. Many details are still iplete. I want to create a series, just like thisic."


    As Angel spoke, she turned and took aic book from a cab behind her, then tossed it in front of Sam.


    Sam picked up theic and opened it.


    The first few pages seemed normal, appearing to be a typical romantic story between a man and a woman.


    But after a few pages, the style dramatically changed. Passionate kisses followed by clothes disappearing one by one.


    Then, more primitive ''interactions'' ensued. Clearly, this was also an R18+ anime.


    Sam looked up at Angel, slightly startled, while the Angel was smiling.


    "Now you understand, right? Sam."


    He understood.


    Why Angel used her time-stopping powers to do those strange things to him.


    Why she undressed him and observed his cock.


    It all made sense.


    This wealthy youngdy, whose hobby was sculpture, was actually into such anime!


    Sam looked up. "Angel, don''t tell me you called me to be a model just to fully recreate the scenes from the anime with sculptures. One sculpture is not enough, you actually want to create a whole series!"


    Sam felt like prey, or perhaps already a specimen. Angel''s expression seemed to sink into the shadows, a unique color.


    Like a tulip hidden in a dark room, simr to the ''Queen of the Night'' nted in the front yard.


    "What else did you think I called you here for? Because I''m polite?"


    Indeed, Angel was not known for her politeness, but Sam hadn''t expected the world to have ''corrected'' itself to this extent.


    He pondered for a moment, then looked at the beautiful yet proud girl.


    "I can be a model, but you must adhere to your previous promise not to use your time-stopping powers on me again."


    Angel nodded with a smile. "Of course, I''m not one to make promises easily, but once I do, I always keep them."


    "So, what do I need to do? Just sit here?" Sam''s question seemed overly naive, of course, it was his deliberate ''performance'' of naivety.


    Angel looked at the ceiling, deep in thought, and spoke to herself. "Initially, I asked you if you''re someone who likes to challenge themselves. Do you remember?"


    "I''ve answered that question."


    "Yes, I know. But I am someone who likes to challenge myself. So when I find something too easy to obtain,cking any challenge, I start to try other identities to gain something else."


    Sam asked, "Like bing an outstanding sculptor to achieve a sense of artistic aplishment?"


    Angel nodded slightly.


    "Exactly, that''s how it started. But I found such a sense of achievement too easy toe by. More and more people liked me, leading to bizarre, fact-ignoring praises, just to tter and please me."


    "So this is why you watch R18+ anime and even make these sculptures?"


    Angel''s face lit up with enjoyment, and she took a deep breath.


    "Yes, maybe this way they wouldn''t expect that I made these, right? It''s okay if you think I''m strange, but challenging oneself in things they are not good at, that''s what gives life its meaning."


    "Doesn''t excelling at what you''re good at count as meaningful?" Sam asked.


    Angel walked towards Sam step by step. "For most people, that''s their life''s meaning. My life''s meaning should be like exploring new maps in a game, unlocking the unknown, and achieving various feats."


    Sam blinked, feeling the imposing aura of Angel.


    "Then shouldn''t you start by giving up your identity, not using your family background or status? Maybe then you''ll find everything challenging."


    "I can''t choose my background, and you talk too much."


    Sam noticed Angel''s expression change; she seemed a bit angry. Before Sam could speak, Angel said impatiently, "Stand up."


    "Why?"


    "You''re my model now. What, do you want me to use my time-stopping power?"


    Was it such an overt threat now?


    Sam stood up reluctantly. "And then?"


    "Take off your clothes." Angel said it as if it was the most natural thing.


    Sam feigned surprise. "Are you joking?"


    Angel enjoyed Sam''s astonished look; she couldn''t stand him always being cooler than her.


    "Does it seem like a joke? You should have guessed my intentions when you saw the sculpture I made before you came. Of course, you can refuse, but I can''t guarantee what happens after you walk out of this door."


    Sam asked onest time, a bit unwillingly. "If it were any other male student, they''d probably be thrilled. Angel, there''s no reason for you to fixate on me, right?"


    Angel suddenly burst intoughter.


    "Actually, I don''t know why, but I really hate the gaze of any man. I despise them looking at me, even sneakily ncing. But you, only you are different. I noticed you long ago, and you seem not only to not notice me but even deliberately avoid me every time I appear."


    Sam, of course, wouldn''t admit he avoided her for fear of being killed. He intentionally asked, "Could it be a reverse psychology tactic, using this approach to pique your interest?"


    "I can tell you''re different from the others; you truly don''t want to encounter or interact with me. Of course, if that really is your n... then at least you''ve seeded now, and I, I still have countless opportunities to verify it."


    Hearing Angel''s words, Sam''s expression turned dejected.


    Seeing his worsening expression, Angel felt satisfied and shed an even more charming smile.


    "So, either take off your shirt now or leave the room. And you should know, the power my family wields can find you wherever you hide."


    Really? What if I travel back to the real world?


    Of course, that was just a joke.


    All his previous expressions¡ªsurprise, disgust, resistance¡ªwere just a facade designed by Sam.


    When he saw the R18+ anime, he had already linked it with the previous message. He knew what was going to happen and what he would be asked to do.


    So, after struggling in ce for a while, he finally said, "I hope you''ll keep your promise."


    Then, he reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt.


    Angel said nothing, her eyes intently focused on Sam''s hands as he gradually opened his shirt.


    Revealing his well-defined chest.


    Inch by inch of skin, fully exposed to her gaze.


    "Is this enough?" Sam asked.


    Angel seemed still to be admiring; she shook her head. "Of course not... take off your pants too. I don''t like to repeat myself, so hurry up."

 Chapter 21: Is this kind of sexual stimulation enough?

    <h4>Chapter 21: Is this kind of sexual stimtion enough?</h4>


    "Taking off the pants too?" Sam expressed an incredulous look.


    Meanwhile, Angel''s cheeks flushed a shade of red, yet she seemedpletely oblivious to it all. Her gaze grew increasingly excited, almost eagerly anticipating Sam revealing more of himself.


    Moreover, the experience of using time-stopping powers to expose someone''s cock, and having them actively remove their underwear, was entirely different.


    It''s no exaggeration to say that Angel, trying this for the first time, felt an indescribable excitement, even a frenzy.


    A sensation she had never felt before enveloped her entire body.


    "Of course, for the sculpture with you as the male lead, I need to see every part of you. Why feel shy? You should consider it an honor that I''ve seen your body."


    Angel squinted her eyes, deliberately suppressing her emotions, trying not to let her excitement be too apparent.


    But Sam knew all too well that it wasn''t just for the sculpture.


    All of this was because the female leads in this world were quite licentious, not just Angel and Zoe, but others as well.


    Although he had anticipated the oue from the text messages, Sam believed it was necessary to keep up appearances, otherwise, how could she step into the trap?


    Sam looked seriously at Angel. "Not everyone feels honored to expose their cock; I just feel you are invading my personal and private freedom."


    Angel squinted her eyes.


    "The same goes for you, if you haven''t left through that door, you''d better do as I say. While I''m still patient, otherwise, be careful I might do something more outrageous."


    Sam seemed to struggle internally, sighing as if resigning himself to fate.


    Finally, he unbuckled his belt, letting his trousers fall naturally, revealing his legs and prominently bulged underwear.


    Now only his underwear remained, thest line of defense.


    Angel, looking at Sam, calmly said, "Don''t stop, keep going."


    Sam knew Angel would not be satisfied with just this. Hepletely removed his underwear.


    In that moment, he felt a coolness throughout his body, no longer shielded by anything.


    Angel finally saw Sam standing in front of her, the unreserved image she had longed for.


    A feeling she had never experienced before ignited in her heart, like a me burning along the edges of her heart.


    Like a delicious dish, fresh and appealing,id out before her, waiting for her to taste.


    Seeing this scene, her hands seemed unsure, almost eager to do more, like touching her own breasts and clit.


    To maintain her aloof demeanor in front of Sam, she moved behind the sculpture. It appeared she was working on it, but in reality, her legs involuntarily came together, even beginning to rub slightly.


    She tried her best to stay calm, making some detailed adjustments to the sculpture, mainly focusing on the cock.


    "Move a bit forward, don''t stand so far back."


    "Take your hands away, don''t cover your cock."


    "..."


    Due to the reminder in the text messages, Sam had actually prepared himself beforeing here. So, standing exposed in front of Angel, he didn''t seem too embarrassed, though a bit constrained.


    Of course, all of this was to survive, and he had no exhibitionist tendencies.


    Sam rxed his hands, revealing his penile to Angel, utterly candid, almost making him feel like a Greek-style sculpture, exhibiting natural reproductive worship.


    But soon, Angel was no longer satisfied with the status quo, or perhaps she couldn''t restrain herself anymore and wanted to experience a certain impulse.


    "Is this the only state you can be in?" Angel asked seriously.


    Sam looked at her curiously. "What do you mean?"


    Angel''s gaze boldly fell on Sam''s cock, her expression somewhat shy.


    "Your cock can''t just be this limp; it can get hard too, right?"


    Clearly, she had other thoughts in mind, no longer satisfied with just these.


    Sam widened his eyes at Angel and said, "Of course they can, but... why should they?"


    Trying to conceal her excitement, Angel sternly said to Sam, "I''m making an R18+ sculpture, I need to see all sorts of states, hurry up and change!"


    Sam looked at her awkwardly. "Sorry, I can''t do that."


    "Why can''t you, are you sick?" Angel''s words were always so direct.


    Sam retorted, "Of course I''m not sick, but I can''t just get hard onmand, can I? No man can."


    Angel looked dissatisfiedly at Sam. "Then what do you need to change your state?"


    Sam blurted out, "Obviously, sexual stimtion, who gets erect for no reason? I''m not a pervert..."


    Hearing Sam''s words, Angel hesitated.


    "Sexual stimtion...?"


    She quickly remembered what she had done to Sam while time was stopped. Could it be because of the time stop, the touches then didn''t count as sexual stimtion, hence no reaction?


    That might be possible, so she thought of something. "What kind of stimtion do you need?"


    Angel squinted at Sam, her gaze gradually bing more dangerous.


    Of course, Sam wouldn''t say outright. He just turned his head away, "Hard to say... but don''t ask for so much, enough is enough, the more you rush me, the less I react... what are you doing?"


    As Sam rambled, he suddenly saw that Angel had already taken off her skirt, making him widen his eyes in surprise.


    Angel was actually not wearing panties; she only had on a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose.


    Her sexy bottom was clearly visible, her plump buttocks forming a deep, narrow groove that curved down to the depths of her thighs.


    That would be her vagina, the ce men looked forward to the most.


    Just as Sam was shocked, Angel had already appeared right in front of him, so close he could clearly smell her scent.


    Her full, upright breasts seemed like a dynamic vortex, pulling at Sam''s thoughts.


    Angel''s eyes began to ripple, no longer appearing so cold. "Is this kind of sexual stimtion enough?"


    She gently grazed Sam''s chest with her nipple, and it was no exaggeration to say that Sam was almost aroused.


    But how could he be subdued by Angel''s seduction?


    Sam immediately leaned his head back, shouting, "How could that be effective, stop messing around!"


    Seemingly avoiding in a contradictory manner, and the more he did so, the more it intrigued Angel, as if to make his body betray his stubborn words.


    Then Angel stretched out her hand, directly sping Sam''s neck, forcing his head close to her.


    "What''s the use of hiding? Sam, it seems you''re saying one thing but feeling another."


    Feeling her body pressing close, the warmth of her body, full of her scent, this was bad, very bad...


    He couldn''t give in here!


    "No, I just think meaningless physical contact is unnecessary, and with your prestigious status, it doesn''t seem appropriate for you to be touching me like this."


    Prestigious status?


    Angel sneered coldly, even appearing more dangerous.


    "Because of my prestigious status, any way I treat you is a reward. Just endure it, I want to see just how hard your cock can be."


    "Angel..."


    "Do you feel nothing like this?"


    She lowered her head slightly, her face flushed with a seductive glow.


    Her finger, with nails, was gently circling Sam''s chest...


    Sam was still trying to restrain himself, thinking of horror movie scenes, trying to use that to prevent arousal.


    Although the result would be the same, he wanted to prolong the process as much as possible. He hoped to always be the one in control.


    "You still haven''t gotten aroused?"


    "It seems your willpower is quite strong, then how about this..."


    Angel''s hand left Sam''s chest, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt something.


    Angel knelt down and cupped Sam''s penile with her hands, then opened her mouth and stuffed the ns inside.


    She licked them gently, with great enjoyment. While doing this, she looked up at Sam with a seductive gaze.


    That was it.


    He couldn''t hold back anymore!

 Chapter 22: If you leave like this, I will still find you

    <h4>Chapter 22: If you leave like this, I will still find you</h4>


    Sam got an erection straight away! His cock was as hard as a rock!


    Angel licked his cock with her tongue, her mouth alreadypletely filled with the swollen ns.


    She seemed to thoroughly relish the moment, perhaps unaware of why she had suddenly be so peculiar.


    How could she stop?


    Angel''s heart seemed to achieve a unique sense of fulfillment, a satisfaction that made her feel oddly content.


    Her cheeks began to warm and burn. Blood rushed to her head, engulfing her in an addictive trance she couldn''t break free from.


    After kissing his cock for a long while, Angel finally stood up, leaning heavily against Sam. She waspletely indifferent to her body being almost naked.


    Though she had risen, Angel seemed reluctant to let go of the thick, long cock she held in both hands, disying an ''innocent'' smile.


    "This is really interesting, Sam. It seems like your body disagrees with your words, how honest..."


    Sam was still struggling to restrain himself, thinking of horror movie scenes in an attempt to distract himself, but his firm penile had already betrayed him.


    "Stop this weird stuff, let go! Models don''t act like this, do they?"


    But Sam''s words were futile. Angel showed no sign of relenting, even draping her leg over him.


    From this angle, Angel''s cunt were fully visible, enveloped in stockings and exuding ultimate temptation.


    Sam''s penile grew even firm, beginning to tremble slightly; at this moment, no matter how hard he tried to distract himself, it was pointless.


    "What do you mean by weird stuff? You made a promise, so you should fulfill it, right? Besides, you''re enjoying this process too, aren''t you?"


    It was then that Sam realized Angel could talk so much.


    "This is not about enjoyment... this is unteral sexual harassment, isn''t it?" Sam seemed to be still defiant.


    Angel snickered, her grip strengthening as if to show that some things were not only done by boys; girls could do them even better.


    Angel was intensely focused, her movements quickening, seemingly deriving pleasure from Sam''s expressions.


    She gripped tighter, blowing into Sam''s ear, amused by his tightly shut eyes.


    Whispering close to his ear, she exhaled, "Is this sexual harassment? Aren''t youfortable? Look at your disgusting reaction."


    Her voice dropped to a seductive murmur, like a subus into Sam''s ear.


    "Your cock are disgusting. Are you trying to dirty my hand?"


    "Please, no more."


    "Why stop? Oh, you can''t take it anymore, can you? You''ll fall ejacte if I keep going, right? Didn''t you say you felt nothing for me?"


    "But... it''s human instinct."


    "Humans are supposed to conquer their instincts, right? Those who can''t are called beasts. Sam, are you a beast? Answer me."


    "Of course, I''m not. But some things can''t be ovee with just reason, especially when you''re tempting me like this!"


    "Haha, you''re clearly enjoying it, aren''t you? Enjoying my mouth, my hand, my words. Hey, you wouldn''t happen to like me talking this way, would you? How disgusting, how depraved..."


    She seemed engrossed in this unique, unprecedented game, uttering bizarre words, dragging them both into an unfathomable whirlpool.


    What would the oue of this game be? Now, she was almost looking forward to it.


    It''s supposed to be positive and deep, right? She is really looking forward to being prated by this thick and long cock inside her vagina.


    So Angel didn''t stop moving, she used her hand to masturbate Sam while whispering in his ear.


    "Why don''t you give up resisting? I think I''m ready. Are you going to fuck me?"


    "You look so upright on the surface, but in reality, you''re so filthy, so disgusting."


    "You can''t keep up the pretense forever. It''s just a futile resistance, just to make yourself seem more special."


    "Sam... how lewd. Just sensing it and you''re already like this. Your head must be full of dirty fantasies. Seems it''s more honest than you, huh... disgusting, really disgusting. If you dare to ejacte in my hand that quickly, you''re dead."


    "You must really desire to have sex with a noble woman like me, right? You must have fantasized about such a scenario. What are you waiting for? I''ve given you the opportunity now; you can fuck me anytime you want."


    Angel''s words grew more intense, and she seemed fully prepared.


    Sam knew this was the most dangerous moment. The dam of desire was on the brink of copse, ready to break at any moment!


    This can''t happen!


    If he has sex with Angel now, the system will deem it a conquest by the female lead, not him conquering her!


    In this critical moment, thest bit of reason awakened Sam.


    "Bang!"


    Just as Sam was about to sumb to his sexual desire, he forcefully pushed away the beautiful woman in front of him. Angel, who was about to take off her stockings, looked bewildered, then confusedly at Sam.


    There was even a hint of anger in her eyes, not understanding why Sam pushed her away.


    Even if he didn''t have any affection for her, how could he refuse? Is this the man she understands?


    Aren''t men supposed to be proactive, non-rejecting, and nonmittal? Weren''t her actions exactly what he desired?


    Does she reallyck charm?


    As Angel, her status was extremely noble; no one ever refused her, no matter the situation, without exception!


    Sam breathed heavily, opening the refrigerator to let the cold air blow on his body, seemingly trying to dissipate the sexual tension that had reached its peak.


    He ignored Angel, who seemed to be brewing a storm, picked up his clothes from the floor, and redressed.


    Angel frowned and said coldly, "I don''t recall saying we were done, did I?"


    Sam looked over calmly, his eyespletely emotionless, even colder than Angel''s at that moment.


    "It''s over. You''ve seen and touched enough. With your skill, you don''t need a model to sculpt. So if there''s nothing else, I''m leaving."


    "Sam! Do you really dislike me that much?" Angel asked bitterly, biting her lip.


    Sam shook his head: "It''s not about dislike; I just don''t feel anything."


    "After all that''s happened, what nonsense are you talking? If you felt nothing, why did you get an erection? And you were clearly struggling to hold back just now!"


    Sam replied calmly, "Alright, I admit you''re beautiful, but there are some things I can''t give you, at least not now."


    "Why?"


    He was so immersed just moments ago; why did he say such things in the end?


    Is it because she wasn''t charming enough? Not beautiful enough?


    Joking, Angel''s beauty is unmatched, even the most famous beauty queens can''tpare to her.


    Sam just smiled.


    "When the timees, everything will be revealed. Anyway, to you, this is just a game for a fresh experience, right?"


    Angel''s expression turned somber. "It''s not a game. Do you think I like you?"


    "I guess yes."


    "It''s still a kind of enjoyment for you, isn''t it? A young and charming girl like me wants to have sex with you. You should feel honored!"


    Watching the proud young woman, Sam shook his head with a smile.


    "Angel, in this world, people''s statuses may differ, but love and affection are never demeaning. So, I choose not to partake in your game this time. Goodbye."


    Love and affection, never demeaning?


    What a joke!


    Sam was already opening the door to leave. At this moment, Angel seemed unwilling to let go, still trying to hold him back.


    "My job isn''t finished yet. If you leave like this, I will still find you."


    Sam paused, then turned back indifferently with a smile.


    "Whatever."


    Whatever?


    No one had ever dared to speak to her like that!


    But Sam did, and he smiled as he closed the door behind him.


    Angel clenched her fists, not caring about the traces of Sam''s lubricant still on her hands.


    She had decided, the sex from before had turned into something moreplex, fiercely burning and consuming her heart.


    "It seems I can''t be too polite with you, Sam. You''re even more interesting and challenging than the game itself."


    Walking on the street, Sam looked at the gradually setting sun and smiled contentedly.


    Thinking of Angel''s expression and her words, he knew he had achieved his first objective.


    Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice echoed in his mind.


    [Congrattions to the host forpleting the first stage of contact with the female lead, unlocking the sign-in system for the host.]

 Chapter 23: The drunk Zoe

    <h4>Chapter 23: The drunk Zoe</h4>


    Sam had just left Angel''s house and hadn''t gone far when he suddenly heard a voice echoing in his mind.


    He was startled. What''s going on?


    The voice continued to emanate from his mind.


    [Congrattions, host, on activating the weekly check-in system. By checking in, you have a chance to directly obtain attributes, skills, and special items. Would you like to start checking in?]


    It was Sunday, thest day of the week.


    Sam thought for a moment, then asked the system.


    "If I don''t check in now, can I umte two check-ins next week?"


    [Of course not.]


    "Are the prizes in the weekly draw different each week?"


    [It''s all random, depends on your luck.]


    There was no point in hesitating then.


    [Congrattions, host, for sessfully checking in.]


    [Congrattions, host, on receiving your check-in reward!]


    [Magic Eye Drops: A one-time use item. Apply it to your eyes, think of a person''s face and name, and you will be able to see through their eyes for the next ten minutes. After one use, it will turn into regr eye drops (Note: If the host is too close to the target, it may alert them to your presence. Please use with caution.)]


    What is this thing?


    Sam immediately felt something extra in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was a bottle of blue eye drops, without any brand orbel.


    It looked ordinary, just like any other eye drops.


    The key was that there were usage restrictions. It was best not to get too close to the target.


    But what use were these things? What could be done by gaining someone else''s vision for ten minutes? Was he supposed to use it when someone went to a female bathhouse to bathe and be a voyeur?


    Sam thought the reward for this check-in was pretty average.


    Well, perhaps it really woulde in handy at some point. At least he had initiated a check-in, so this trip wasn''t entirely fruitless.


    "Eh, are you heading back now?"


    As Sam was preparing to leave, a cute girl ran up from behind, holding a phone.


    "Yeah, I''m going back now that the matter is settled," Sam said calmly.


    Selena blinked her eyes, then quickly trotted in front of Sam, her beautiful eyes wide with curiosity.


    "What were you guys doing?"


    "What do you mean?" Sam didn''t understand her implication.


    Selena, with a hint of ambiguity in her eyes, deliberately lowered her voice.


    "What were you and my sister doing in the house for so long?"


    Looking at her suggestive expression, Sam understood her meaning. It seemed like she was beginning to fantasize about strange rtionships between men and women during adolescence.


    Sam was not annoyed, but rather smiled at Selena. "So, what do you think I and your sister might have been doing alone together?"


    Selena''s eyes sparkled with even more excitement.


    "Could it be... something only adults do? After all, you''re both grown-ups, and it''s my first time seeing Angel invite a strange guy over, and you were there for quite a while. Did you two really...?"


    Just as Selena thought she was getting closer to the truth,


    "Creak!"


    Suddenly, the sound of a door opening startled her.


    Selena''s whole body shivered. She seemed to sense something and dared not turn her head in that direction.


    She cautiously looked up at Sam and swallowed hard. "Sam... you''ll exin for me, right?"


    Sam smiled but remained silent.


    Then, as if a demon from hell had spoken, a voice sounded, "Selena, you seem to have a lot of free time."


    Selena tried not to look guilty, but when she turned around, her smile was uglier than a cry. "I-I''m busy, sister..."


    And there stood Angel at the doorway, silently observing them, almost as if she wanted to devour them both.


    "If you''re so busy, why do you have time to chat with a stranger at the door?"


    A stranger?


    So he was a stranger to her now? Sam felt amused. Angel''s little temper was quite adorable. She must be holding a grudge because he had just turned her down.


    Selena trembled slightly. "I-I wasn''t. He''s Sam, not a stranger."


    It might have been better not to mention his name, but bringing up Sam seemed to make things worse.


    Sure enough, Angel''s expression grew colder.


    "Fine, I''ll tell mother when she gets home that you haven''t been studying all day. Maybe it''s best to confiscate your game console and phone."


    "Wuwuwu, no! I''m going back to study now, please don''t take them away!" Selena left in distress, not even saying goodbye to Sam.


    Sam stood there, looking back at the girl at the door. She red fiercely at him, said nothing, and closed the door.


    No farewell.


    Sam shrugged and left the ce.


    It was nearly evening, and since it was the weekend, he didn''t have to work, which made him feel rxed.


    But Sam had nowhere else he wanted to go, so he chose to go straight home.


    As for what would happen tomorrow and what his future interactions with Angel would be, those were not things to ponder now. They would unfold naturally. At least for now, Sam was sure Angel probably didn''t want to kill him.


    Because her desire to subdue him was greater than any threat he posed.


    Sam had dinner at a restaurant, and by the time he got home, it waspletely dark.


    The way home seemed especially normal, and nothing happened at home, nor did he run into his neighbor Zoe.


    Seemed like his luck wasn''t too bad?


    Sam took a bath at home, then yed games for a while.


    Time always flew by when ying games. When Sam turned off theputer, it was already 11 PM.


    He was ready to go to bed. Although his body could handle staying upter, there was no need.


    Just as he was about to go to bed,


    "Ding-dong~~" the doorbell rang.


    Sam felt a bit puzzled; it was sote, who could be ringing his doorbell?


    Frowning, he went to open the door.


    A figure lunged at him suddenly, and for a moment, Sam thought he was the target of a midnight burry. But he quickly detected a strong smell of alcohol, along with the beautiful figure now leaning into his arms.


    "Umm~ Sam, good evening~"


    Well, there was no need to guess; Sam pretty much understood what was happening.


    A mature woman intoxicated.


    The drunk Zoe.


    In this quiet and deep night.

 Chapter 24: Could you help me open the door?

    <h4>Chapter 24: Could you help me open the door?</h4>


    It''s well-known that a drunk person can be the most frightening presence.


    Because often you don''t know what they might do, what they might say, or what reckless incidents they might cause.


    If you believe in something like the truthes out when you''re drunk, then you''repletely fooled.


    There''s no such thing as the truthing out when drunk. It''s often because of recklessness, saying anything, being dominated by the emotions of the moment, and it actually has nothing to do with telling the truth.


    Now, beautful woman, who was drunk and copsed in Sam''s arms, reeking of a mix of perfume and alcohol, is that Zoe.


    She is a mature, seemingly gentle, caring, and soft-spoken beautiful neighbor.


    Zoe looked drunk, her cheeks flushed, as she leaned against the door frame, smiling at Sam.


    Her smile was enchanting and seductive.


    With drunkenness, her gaze at Sam was undisguised.


    Sam stood inside the door, looking at her. "How much did you drink today to get this drunk?"


    Zoe brushed her hair from her forehead, revealing her beautiful face more clearly to Sam.


    Her coat was nowhere to be seen, and the buttons of her white shirt seemed almost bursting, strained by her very full E-cup breasts.


    It must be said, Zoe''s figure was truly impressive.


    "Umm... apany dinner, those old men just thinking of filling me with drinks, but they still underestimated my capacity." Zoe''s tone revealed the helplessness of the adult world.


    Sam thought for a moment. "So, how would you like me to help you?"


    Zoe gently massaged her temples, appearing to have a headache.


    "Quite simply... could you help me open the door? I''m a bit dizzy right now, I can''t open my door, I''m really sorry to trouble you."


    Zoe, with her striking figure and beautiful face, arriving at her neighbor''s house while drunk, seemed unreasonable. But if it was just to help open a door, Sam had no reason to refuse.


    He worried that if he refused, Zoe might say she would juste into his house, which would be even more problematic!


    Sam looked at the keys Zoe handed over, like a silent invitation, took them, and walked outside.


    "If it''s just about opening the door, that''s a small matter, no problem. But can you walk properly now?" Sam asked, somewhat worried.


    Zoe tried to stand up straight by the door frame but seemed unsteady, as if she might copse at any moment.


    "I should be... fine, don''t underestimate a working woman, I''m not that weak~ Ah~!"


    However, Zoe had only taken a few steps when her high heels wobbled, as if her ankles were out of control, and she seemed about to fall.


    Fortunately, Sam was agile and quickly caught Zoe around the waist.


    The moment he touched her, he felt the softness of her waist, her body leaning against him. In her panic, she instinctively hugged Sam''s arm, her full breasts pressing tightly against Sam.


    In that instant, their contact was incredibly intimate.


    Zoe, a bit shyly, raised her head to look at Sam, seemingly unaware of how suggestive their contact was. Instead, she smiled seductively. "Sam, your arms are so reliable, filled with a man''s strength."


    Sam took a gentle breath and then said, "I''ll help you walk, be careful."


    Sam closed his own door and then helped the woman with the full breasts to her house. The short journey was filled with unavoidable physical contact due to the woman''s drunken state.


    Having finally opened her door with the keys, Sam felt an intense heat throughout his body, his trousers visibly tented.


    "There you go, Miss Zoe, the door''s open."


    Zoe, still leaning on Sam, barely opened her eyes, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.


    "Ah... yes, we''re at my ce. But could you help me inside? I''ve gotten so used to your help, I feel like a butterfly that can''t fly."


    What an odd metaphor.


    Sam hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright, but be careful, there''s a step here."


    Zoe''s house was clean and tidy, without too much clutter or meaningless furniture. A TV, table, refrigerator, and sofa seemed to make up the woman''s living room.


    "Umm, sofortable~"


    When Sam ced Zoe on the sofa, she immediatelyy down, seemingly finding the position veryfortable.


    Her arms spread out, lying on her back, legs slightly bent. Her long legs, wrapped in ck stockings and wearing high heels, were voluptuously yet perfectly proportioned.


    The deep blue pencil skirt entuated her tantalising hips, even through the stockings, creating an irresistible sex drive.


    "It''s so hot, could you turn on the air conditioning for me?"


    Sam quickly found the remote and turned on the air conditioner in the living room. The cool air seemed to bring some rity andfort, perhaps helping Zoe regain sobriety.


    "Miss Zoe, if you''re okay now, I should go back... eh?"


    Just as Sam was about to leave, he witnessed a startling scene. Zoe on the sofa, perhaps due to the heat of the room or not fully sober from her drunken state, had started unbuttoning her shirt.


    Suddenly, her full and firm breasts were exposed to Sam''s eyes. The breasts, wrapped in a pink,ce-trimmed bra, were tantalizingly attractive.


    Sometimes, one hates having such keen eyesight. Despite the distance, Sam could clearly see her nipples, barely concealed by the bra.


    It seemed to be a special attribute ofrge breasts.


    Zoe seemed to hear something andzily opened her eyes, apparently oblivious to how alluring she appeared at the moment.


    Of course... perhaps this was exactly what she wanted.


    "Sam, what''s up? Are you in a hurry to get home? Do you have things to do?" she asked.


    Zoe, with her mature and sexy demeanor, was still dressed in her provocative officedy uniform.


    The allure to men was simply irresistible. Who could withstand it?


    Sam unconsciously swallowed, deliberately avoiding eye contact. "Nothing much, just that it''s gettingte, and it''s not quite right for me to stay in your house any longer. I should go now; you rest well."


    But as Sam was about to leave, he heard her say from behind, "Don''t go just yet, can you help me with one more thing?"


    "What is it?"


    Sam turned back and saw Zoe lying there, lifting her legs towards him. This angle exposed her most private area, her legs wrapped in ck stockings, and under her skirt, whitece panties with a butterfly pattern. The panties were thin and revealing.


    And she still wore her ck high heels.


    Shey there on the sofa, her hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, her gaze hazy and unfocused.


    One hand waszily ced above her head, and the other was at her enticing red lips.


    She breathed gently, seemingly softly biting her finger.

 Chapter 25: Would you like me to help ease your vigorous energy?

    <h4>Chapter 25: Would you like me to help ease your vigorous energy?</h4>


    Without exaggeration, the sight alone was enough to transform a man into an irrational beast.


    At this moment, Zoe was undeniably alluring.


    And her charm was not just confined to the game world; in reality, she seemed even more enticing than her virtual counterpart.


    Her beautiful appearance, seductive figure, and the ambiguously warm atmosphere in the bedroom seemed to conspire against Sam''s willpower.


    Her legs dangled in the air, like inviting hands. "Please, help me take off my shoes... I can''t do it, help me out, will you?" Zoe cooed, her posture and whiny tone sending tingles through the body.


    "This is a bit awkward, maybe you should do it yourself?" Sam suggested, trying to maintain decorum.


    Zoe, sounding hurt, replied, "Why wouldn''t it be appropriate? Do you dislike me that much? You don''t even want to help me... It''s saddening. Already dizzy from drinking too much, and now even you''re disgusted by me, a drunkard. I''m so heartbroken..."


    "Alright, alright, stop crying. I''ll help you," Sam capitted, unable to withstand her act.


    Zoe looked so pitiful, seemingly on the verge of tears. Who could resist that?


    Sam moved closer to her, his eyes drawn to her legs swinging before him.


    Noticing Sam''s acquiescence, Zoe shed a charming smile. "I knew you were the best, Sam. So considerate and gentle."


    Sam cautiously reached out, trying to avoid touching her skin. He removed her high heels, giving him a clearer view of herce panties.


    Though tempted to look, Sam restrained himself, diverting his gaze elsewhere and advising, "You should be more careful with drinking, don''t drink so much."


    With her heels off, Zoe''s toes were visible through her ck stockings, a hint of flesh color showing, well-defined and without any unpleasant odor.


    As Sam prepared to leave, Zoe''s legs seemed to naturally fall,nding right on Sam''s thighs, her toes pressing against his cock.


    She opened her alluring eyes, sighing as if troubled. "I don''t want to drink either... but it''s part of the job. Many deals aren''t made at work, but over drinks, dinners... even in bed."


    "Hmm?"


    "But rest assured, I haven''t stooped to trading my body for work. A job is just a job, it can be reced. But once you lose your principles, you can''t get them back, right?"


    Although her words seemed principled, her actions suggested otherwise.


    Sam could feel her legs gently rubbing against his thighs, her toes boldly fiddling with his cock through his trousers.


    The situation was awkward. Should he push her away?


    It seemed too abrupt, but letting it continue seemed even less appropriate.


    Zoe suddenly looked at Sam. "Everyone has their struggles, don''t they? You go to school every day, isn''t that tough? Coming to Kuhang alone, working in a convenience store after school ¨C it''s not much easier than what I do, right?"


    "It''s okay, I''ve gotten used to it. I find it fulfilling," Sam said after a moment of thought.


    "By the way, weren''t you supposed to be on a date today? Why are you at home?" Zoe asked suddenly.


    Sam was startled, not understanding why Zoe would ask that out of the blue. "It wasn''t really a date, just helping a friend. I came back after finishing."


    Sam was sweating, unsure why the room felt so hot even with the air conditioning on. Could it be because of Zoe''s toes ceaselessly fiddling near his cock?


    Zoe''s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "So, you don''t have a girlfriend then?"


    Her sudden and strangely personal question took Sam by surprise. "No."


    "Why not? I can''t understand it. You''re handsome, gentle, caring, and responsible... You shouldn''tck girls'' interest. Is it because your standards are too high?"


    "It''s not about high standards, just that I''m not interested in a rtionship right now. Besides, dating isn''t a necessity, is it?"


    Zoe suddenly sat up. Since her legs were still on Sam, this abrupt movement made it seem like she was sitting in hisp. Although her buttocks weren''t on him, the pose was even more seductive.


    Sam instantly became alert, looking at Zoe, but the scent of her perfume wafted over as she leaned in close. Her unbuttoned cor revealed her E-cup breasts, almost etching their perfect shape into Sam''s memory forever.


    "It seems we''re both lonely strangers in this city," her eyes half-closed as she gazed at Sam.


    Her look was ambiguous and hazy, her breath alluringly sweet.


    Sam felt himself being swept up in the atmosphere and slightly leaned his head back. "Loneliness isn''t so bad, as long as you find something to focus on. Like me, I love gaming. I believe ying games helps me happy."


    "Don''t talk too much about life''s philosophies; it makes you seem prematurely old," Zoe chided.


    Seemingly emboldened by a hint of inebriation, Zoe did things she wouldn''t normally do, even boldly cing her hands on Sam''s shoulders, closing the distance between them.


    Sam could even feel a slight contact between his chest and her breasts.


    "Isn''t this a bit much, Miss Zoe? You seem to have had a bit too much to drink. Maybe you should rest first?" Sam suggested, hinting that their contact was crossing the boundaries of neighbors, or even close friends.


    But Zoe didn''t let go. She bit her lower lip slightly, tilting her head and gazing at Sam with an intense look. "Sam... are you shy?"


    Sam replied, "It''s just..."


    "Isn''t this nice? Since you don''t have a girlfriend and at this age... surely you have some physical needs to be addressed, right?"


    "Ah?"


    How did the conversation turn to this topic?


    Seeing Sam''s slightly bewildered expression, Zoe shifted, now sitting fully in Sam''sp.


    Her buttocks pressed ufortably against his cock, but she didn''t seem to mind. She leaned forward, resting her entire body against him, draping herself over Sam''s shoulder.


    Then she whispered in Sam''s ear, "This is a good opportunity, you know. Would you like me to help ease your... vigorous energy?"


    "That doesn''t seem right. We''re just neighbors," Sam responded.


    Zoe smiled, "It''s okay. Think of me as your sister, helping her brother with his troubles. Besides, you''ve taken such good care of me tonight. This is my way of repaying you, right?"

 Chapter 26: Damn phone

    <h4>Chapter 26: Damn phone</h4>


    Sam was feeling unbearably hot, even with the air conditioning set to 18 degrees Celsius. His forehead was sweating profusely.


    The beautiful woman nestled in his embrace, with her sensual figure, delicate skin, andrge E-cup breasts, was not just tantalizing his body but also challenging his nerves.


    Any reaction at this point seemed to be purely instinctual, the kind that was utterly uncontroble.


    Sam had a full erection, his underwear stretched to the limit.


    Zoe seemed to immediately sense the excitement beneath her, responding to Sam''s arousal.


    Her movements became more pronounced, her breathing quickened, enveloping Sam''s ears with moist breath, infiltrating his mind, overwhelming all his senses.


    "Zoe... this isn''t right, it''s strange, you..." Sam struggled to articte.


    Undergoing such intense ''harassment'' twice in one day, Sam felt incredibly unlucky. But Zoe, seemingly resolute and using her drunkenness as an opportunity, was determined to achieve her goal with Sam.


    Zoe''s body swayed gently, likely intending to immerse Sam in her allure. The impulsiveness brought on by alcohol made her seem reckless.


    Feeling an escting desire, her movements grew increasingly uncontrolled. Her buttocks kept twisting on Sam''s cock. Her arms tightly encircled Sam''s neck, almost burying his face in her breasts.


    A mix of scents, sweat, and various tactile sensations surged like a massive wave, threatening to engulf Sam.


    Moreover, Zoe continually whispered temptations in his ear.


    "Don''t worry, it''s just a consequence-free mutual relief. In this strange city, we all have our pressures, don''t we?"


    "So, don''t be afraid... just enjoy yourself."


    "I won''t make it difficult for you, Sam."


    "I can feel your cock already. How can they be so robust for a student? You could easily enchant many girls."


    "Sam... rx, just rx a bit more, don''t worry... I''ll take care of everything for you, leave it to me. I promise to make you feel good."


    "Ding-a-ling!!"


    Just as the dam of desire was about to break, the sudden ring of a bell disrupted everything.


    Both Zoe and Sam were startled. Zoe seemed toe to her senses a bit, her previously hazy eyes suddenly clearing up.


    It was Sam''s phone.


    Sam immediately moved away, despite the awkward and exaggerated bulge in his pants. It seemed there was nothing more awkward than interrupting what was happening right now.


    ncing at his phone, Sam then looked at Zoe. "It''s a call from my family. I need to go back. You should rest early."


    Zoe, now truly sober, also realized the awkwardness and hurriedly averted her gaze, not daring to meet Sam''s.


    "Ah... okay, you go then. Have an early rest, goodnight."


    "Bang."


    Sam hastily left Zoe''s room, closing the door behind him.


    The slightly embarrassed expression on Zoe''s face faded in an instant, even the drunkenness seemed to vanish without a trace.


    She sighed deeply, her expression filled with regret.


    "What a pity, it was such a good opportunity. Damn phone, just a little more, just a little bit..."


    Zoey on the floor, her hand involuntarily slipping into her panty. "I''m already wet. He''s really good, not just in looks but also the size of his cock. Next time, I won''t let Sam escape so easily."


    ...


    Sam returned home and drank an entire bottle of chilled c, sighing deeply afterward.


    "That was a close call. Incredible," he muttered to himself.


    This was the first time Sam fully experienced the dangers and extraordinary powers of this world.


    Perhaps it was due to the strange ''Sexual Desire'' within him, which made him feel almost uncontroble in certain situations. If it weren''t for that unexpected phone call, he might have actually ended up having sexual rtions with Zoe.


    It was way too risky!


    It wasn''t that Sam didn''t want to be intimate with these female leads, but today''s scenario waspletely unnned, and the timing wasn''t right. He needed more control over the situation.


    Recalling the earlier phone call, Sam looked at his phone. It was his sister who had called. After thinking for a moment, he dialed her back.


    The phone was quickly answered.


    "Hello, Ava, what''s up?"


    Immediately, an annoyed voice of a young girl came through. "Brother, where were you just now? Why didn''t you answer my call?"


    Sam replied calmly, "I missed your call and now I''m calling back. Is there something wrong at home?"


    Ava huffed. "Can''t I call you if there''s nothing wrong? Tell me the truth! Do you have a girlfriend now? You didn''t answer the phone just now. Were you doing something naughty in the room with someone?"


    Samughed. "I don''t have a girlfriend right now. Though your brother is indeed handsome, I''m very picky about girlfriends."


    "Hmph~ Keep ttering yourself, I don''t believe it."


    "You say that... but now I must find a girlfriend just to prove my charm to you, to show you how incredible it is."


    As soon as he finished speaking, a hurried voice came from the other end: "Eh? No, no! You are not allowed to get a girlfriend!"


    Sam asked with augh, "Why not?"


    "No way! Just no! You''re still so young, how can you have a girlfriend?"


    "I''m already of age, I don''t think I''m restricted, am I?"


    "No! Just no! I don''t have a boyfriend yet, so how can you get a girlfriend first? If you dare to find one, you''re dead!"


    "Hahaha, you haven''t found one because your charm isn''t enough."


    "Who says? There are plenty of boys in school chasing me, I need to be selective. Don''t rush, you have to wait for me to find a boyfriend first!"


    "Is there a special reason for that? Otherwise, I don''t think I can ept this reasoning."


    "I... if you find a girlfriend before I do, I''lle to Kuhang and twist your head off!"

 Chapter 27: Care from sister

    <h4>Chapter 27: Care from sister</h4>


    Sam''s sister is named Ava. She is currently studying in her junior year at Cedarwood, Sam''s hometown.


    Ava isn''t Sam''s biological sister; their parents found her as an abandoned infant on a rainy night and subsequently adopted her.


    In the game, Ava and Sam''s rtionship isn''t borated much, seeming like a typical sibling rtionship.


    They often quarrel but deeply care for each other. Ava, although not rted to Sam by blood, is exceptionally beautiful, especially for a junior high student.


    She''s not the petite, cute type of girl. Instead, she''s tall, having outgrown her peers in height since childhood.


    Now, in her junior year, she''s already about 6 feet tall and still growing, suggesting a future model-like figure and a dignified aura.


    Regrettably, Sam doesn''t survive long enough in the game''s storyline to see Ava''s future elegance.


    "By the way, are you about to have your entrance exams?" Sam asked over the phone.


    Ava huffed. "It''s just the first term of ninth grade. The exams aren''t until next year, silly brother."


    Sam chuckled. "Then you must already be nning which high school to go to, right? Have Mom and Dad given you any advice?"


    Ava''s tone lifted slightly. "Mom and Dad are worried about me, so they hope I attend a high school nearby, or maybe even go to Kuhang, where you are. I''m still considering. What do you think?"


    Sam didn''t have a strong opinion. "Go wherever you want. But being closer to home is indeed better. You''re not exactly the self-sufficient type, always a bit clumsy."


    "Who''s clumsy? Don''t think you''re all grown up just because you can cook a few dishes... You don''t want me to go to Kuhang, do you?"


    "Why would I want you toe to Kuhang? It''s not a great ce."


    Indeed, Kuhang wasn''t great. Despite its bustling appearance,pared to the simplicity and tranquility of the countryside, a big city like this not only had a suffocating pace but also a myriad of darkplexities.


    Too many people lose themselves in this seemingly beautiful city, only to realizeter that it was never their world.


    "Why can I not go if you can? Brother, you just don''t want me ruining your ns, right?"


    "What ns?"


    "Hmm, who knows? Maybe luring pretty girls to your room... Be careful, brother. I don''t want to see you in court one day."


    "Thanks for the warning. Rest assured, I''m a decent person, never engaging in illegal activities."


    So, the question arises.


    Do the other female leads using time-stopping or hypnosis on oneself count as a crime?


    "Forget it, I won''t go to Kuhang. Seeing you annoys me. Seeing you every day might just kill me."


    Sam couldn''t help butugh. "That''s great. Please don''te to study in Kuhang."


    "What do you mean? You must have secrets there!"


    "Not really, it''s just that things would be inconvenient if you came."


    "What''s inconvenient? Are you implying something to your sister who''s not even sixteen yet?"


    "Don''t overthink it. By the way, it''ste, shouldn''t you be resting? You have school tomorrow, right?"


    Ava spoke in a coquettish tone. "Aren''t you also awake? Always lecturing me."


    "I was about to rest. Weren''t you the one who called?"


    "So, you''re ming me for disturbing you, right! Bad brother, you better nevere home!" Ava hung up the phone.


    Sam couldn''t help butugh again.


    Even though he had just been through a dangerous flirtation game with Zoe, a single phone call had significantly lightened his mood.


    Perhaps this is the power of family ties.


    Not long after hanging up and heading to bed, Sam received a message.


    It was a transfer notification, and the sender was none other than his sister Ava.


    He was stunned for a moment, then saw the message she had sent.


    "Hmph, bad brother, it''s not that I wanted to transfer money to you. It''s because Mom and Dad didn''t know how to operate the transfer for your living expenses, so they asked me to do it. Of course, I took a handling fee for myself, which is reasonable, right? Spend it wisely because I won''t have any money to lend you!"


    Living expenses?


    Sam distinctly remembered that his parents had already transferred his living expenses at the beginning of the month.


    The amount he received each month was fixed, and since arriving in Kuhang, Sam had never asked his parents for more money.


    Clearly, this wasn''t the living expenses his parents sent.


    So, what was it?


    Sam felt a warm feeling in his heart as he replied to the message.


    "Got it, thanks, Ava. You really are a good sister."


    The reply came immediately.


    "Why thank me? It''s not from me. You don''t think I gave you part of my living expenses because I thought you were short on money, do you? That can''t be it! There can''t really be a brother so narcissistic!"


    "Alright, alright, I get it~"


    "What do you get? Be clear, damn brother!"


    Sam didn''t reply anymore.


    It waste, but the evening seemed to have been sufficiently filled with warmth to drift into sweet sleep.


    Before falling asleep, a clear voice echoed in his mind.


    "[Host has initiated intimate contact with one of the female leads, ''Zoe''. Conquest mission activated.]"


    "[Please conquer Zoe in the best way possible. There is no time limit for the mission. Penalty for failure: BAD ending. Progressive rewards are avable for each stage of deepened contact!]"


    As expected.


    The previous interactions couldn''t have triggered nothing.


    "[Host has achieved the first reward condition.]"


    "[Congrattions to the host for gaining five points in all attributes!]"


    Now, the host''s attributes are:


    [Intelligence: 30]


    [Physical Strength: 33]


    [Power: 24]


    [Luck: 20]


    [Charm: 74]


    [Sexual Desire: 105]


    With the increase in attributes, Sam clearly felt stronger and more responsive.


    However, he was troubled by the fact that his Sexual Desire could exceed the limit of 100.


    Oh no, can''t it stop increasing? He really didn''t want that.


    Compared to the increase in Sexual Desire, Sam would have preferred more tangible rewards, as they would give him more control when facing the female leads.


    But to get richer rewards, it seemed he would have to reach even more intimate stages of contact.


    Forget it, no use thinking about it now.


    Sam stripped down to his underwear and went to sleep.


    However, the sleep was restless. He felt like he was in a state between dream and reality, surrounded by chaos, unable to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality.


    Strange voices, some hot air seemed to envelop him in his sleep.


    "Huh..."


    It seemed like a weird wind was blowing.


    Even stranger voices, indescribably familiar, yet his chaotic thoughts couldn''t analyze them rationally.


    "I really like it, I really do, this is Sam''s scent, hee hee~"


    And so, Sam was tormented by this strange sleep until morning.


    When he woke up, he felt unexpectedly tired.


    Wait.


    Something wasn''t right.


    Sam then lifted the nket and found that his nket was wet again.


    What''s going on? Is it because of too much temptationtely?


    But on second thought, Sam still felt something was off.


    "Damn, where are my underwear?"

 Chapter 28: Darn it, so many love letters again

    <h4>Chapter 28: Darn it, so many love letters again</h4>


    "What''s going on?"


    Could it be that I sleepwalkedst night? That seems to be the only exnation.


    But where did my underwear end up? Could it really have been stolen?


    What kind of weirdo would do such a thing? If you''re going to steal, at least steal something valuable. What use could my underwear possibly have?


    Thinking back to the voice in his dreamst night, Sam suddenly realized something. Perhaps all of this was due to the magical abilities of another female lead.


    But who could this female lead be?


    After showering, he left for school by bus.


    This morning, he didn''t see Zoe at the bus stop like usual. Maybe her hangover fromst night affected her sleep, and she hadn''t woken up yet.


    Sam thought about it and realized that he bumped into Zoe quite often when going to school.


    How should he feel about it now?


    Unustomed, maybe? But there was also an inexplicable sense of relief.


    Arriving at school.


    The campus was bustling from the moment he entered, filled with the essence of youth andughter.


    Upon opening his locker, Sam found several love letters adorned with hearts.


    Clearly, they were confessions of love.


    Sam wasn''t unknown at this school; his handsome looks and attractive physique had won the hearts of many girls, leading to frequent confessions like these letters in his locker.


    What troubled Sam was that even some boys did the same.


    At first, Sam did read these letters, wondering if any female leads would make their move. But he soon realized that these leads wouldn''t stoop to such basic methods of confession, and he didn''t have the time to respond to every admirer.


    However, as a very charming guy, it seemed he would have no shortage of such troubles in his daily life.


    "Darn it, so many love letters again! Why can''t these girls see what a great catch I am?" Suddenly, a head popped up beside Sam.


    Sam wasn''t surprised; he had sensed Louis approaching.


    He shook his head and sighed, "Maybe this is the mise of our times, focusing only on beautiful appearances, ignoring interesting souls. And my friend, Louis, you are an interesting soul."


    Louis looked at Sam with disdain: "You''re not suggesting you''re the one with the beautiful appearance, are you?"


    Sam sighed, "I''m useless."


    Louis burst intoughter, "You realize that?"


    Sam nodded, looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, his gaze filled with sorrow: "After all, I have nothing but my good looks."


    "You''re shameless, Sam," Louis retorted.


    Sam patted Louis on the shoulder with the love letters.


    "Don''t worry, I believe one day people will notice your interesting soul. Just don''t be surprised if one day you have more letters in your locker than I have in my hand."


    Can this guy stop showing off? Damn it!


    Sam smiled, sometimes such boasting was indeed in bad taste, but it was fun to annoy a good friend.


    Just then, an odd noise caught their attention. Sam and Louis turned around simultaneously.


    They both saw on the other side, a newly opened locker, from which a pile of letters spilled out onto the floor.


    Sam couldn''tugh anymore. Just a moment of vanity, and now such an exaggeration?


    Was this quantity of love letters serious? Or could it be a pile of credit card bills?


    Of course not, Sam quickly dismissed the thought. He clearly saw who was standing in front of the locker.


    The figure was around 1.65 meters tall, not particrly tall.


    Dressed in the school uniform, with straight legs, a slender figure, and long hair cascading over the shoulders.


    She had an aura like the fresh dew of morning, pure and untouched. Her face was sweet and adorable, almost like a doll handcrafted by God.


    But her expression was cold. She looked emotionlessly at the letters scattered on the floor, nearly burying her feet.


    This somewhat unfamiliar girl didn''t even lower her head to nce at the letters, took out her shoes, and put them on.


    Then, ignoring the ''trash'' on the floor, she disappeared from everyone''s sight.


    Her demeanor was uniquely indifferent, seemingly equating everything around her, even the people, with the garbage on the floor.


    Different from Angel''s lofty arrogance, hers was a cold detachment, aplete disregard.


    Just as Sam was puzzled,


    "Ah... isn''t that Sophie?"


    "Sophie?"


    Sam felt he had heard the name before, but he was sure he had never seen this girl.


    Louis looked at Sam as if he were an idiot.


    "Really? You haven''t heard of Sophie? She''s a beauty rivaling Angel''s fame!"


    Wait...


    Something clicked in Sam''s mind.


    He did remember the name, and clearly where he had seen it.


    Yes, in the game!


    Sophie was a character in the game!


    However, there were some special circumstances, and a reason why Sam didn''t remember her immediately. Sophie appearedter in the game, only showing up a few times.


    She entered the scene in another timeline, supposedly in the second half of senior year.


    But there were only a few scenes, and not much storyline about her in the game.


    As a result, her background, character design, and even whether she was one of the female leads, were unclear.


    She appeared as a mysterious beauty who had taken a half-year break from school.


    But this wasn''t right. She was supposed to appear in thetter half of the year, so why was she here now?


    And having been in this world for so long, what did it mean that he only saw her now?


    Meanwhile, Louis muttered, "Wasn''t she supposed to be on a break? Did shee back because she''s recovered from an illness?"


    Sam immediately looked at Louis. "Illness? Did she take a break due to an illness?"


    Louis nodded, his tone tinged with a hint of mncholy: "This world always envies the gifted. When school started, Sophie''s reputation wasparable to that of Angel. Moreover, her academic performance was outstanding, almost perfect scores in every subject.


    But unexpectedly, she didn''t appear in school often, seeming to have some illness that required frequent breaks for treatment. But do you know what the most terrifying thing is?"


    "What?" Sam asked.


    Louis spoke with a hint of mystery, "No matter how long she takes a break, no matter her condition, whenever shees back, whenever there''s an exam, she always ranks first."


    Sam scratched his head.


    If Sophie was also one of the female leads, she must possess some mysterious superpower.


    Could her superpower be a super-brain?


    But Sam had already decided, he didn''t want to get involved with this girl for now.


    ...


    "Sister, is it really okay not to clean up that trash? Although it''s indeed annoying."


    "It''s fine, it''s not the trash I brought. Someone will take care of it. But aren''t youing out a bit too frequently? We just got to school, try to act normal."


    "Really a boring school, not a single good-looking guy."


    "Heh heh."


    Sophie continued walking forward, the sunlight casting a beautiful glow on her.


    Despite the distinctly different voices and tones, the shadows cast on the wall showed only one person.


    Just Sophie.

 Chapter 29: I need to talk to Sam alone

    <h4>Chapter 29: I need to talk to Sam alone</h4>


    Throughout the morning, Sam maintained an excellent state of study!


    In fact, Sam was not someone who typically enjoyed studying.


    However, he had no choice since he had promised Alice; he now had to pretend to be sessfully hypnotized by her and cooperate to some extent.


    With the exam approaching and faced with textbooks full of notes, Sam still didn''t have much of an idea.


    The exam system in this world was slightly different from his original world, featuring bimonthly tests.


    These tests were designed to timely capture the students'' learning progress, allowing teachers to provide targeted guidance based on the test results.


    However, due to the school being the best high school in Kuhang, the difficulty of these exams was notably high.


    The only constion was that Sam''s intelligence had improved, making his study efficiency much better than before.


    He could now understand manyplex mathematical forms that were previously iprehensible. Although he was still far from being a top student, he was much better than before.


    Sam spent the whole morning focusing on forms, and his serious approach to studying caught the attention of some people, like Louis.


    At lunchtime, Louis looked at Sam incredulously. "Bro, if you''re facing any difficulties or have something on your mind, you must tell me. Don''t keep it to yourself."


    Sam looked at him strangely. "When did I have any problems?"


    Louis looked at Sam with sorrow. "Then why are you so resigned to your fate? You''ve even started studying!"


    Thisment was confusing. What did studying have to do with resignation?


    But Sam understood what Louis meant and stood up. "Stop talking nonsense. I''ve just adjusted my attitude and decided to focus on studying."


    The two left the ssroom together, descending the stairs with the crowded throng, heading to the cafeteria for lunch.


    Louis was still baffled, talking non-stop on the way. "What do you mean by adjusting your attitude? You''ve never been this serious before, not even for a single ss!"


    It seemed that before Alexander''s arrival in this world, Sam had been this kind of character ¨C akin to Alexander, enjoying games and showing little interest in studies.


    Of course, this was Sam''s internal thought.


    He thought for a moment and then made up a suitable reason: "Well, you could say I''ve grown up. I''ve started to realize the importance of studying. My parents work so hard, and I''ve been wasting my youth and their efforts. Just thinking about this makes me feel there''s no reason not to study hard."


    Louis''s eyes widened. "You say that, and now I feel the urge to go back and read a couple of books."


    Samughed. "Don''t just pretend for show. This is my own thing; it might not apply to you. Let''s go have lunch."


    The school''s lunch was very rich. Sam got a pork chop rice with a few slices of salmon.


    After getting their food, he and Louis found a spot to sit down and eat.


    Louis, busy with his phone while eating, mumbled to Sam without chewing his food properly. "I sent a private message to my idol yesterday, supporting her debut song. She replied! She thanked me for my attention and said she would keep working hard!"


    Sam calmly continued eating, his head lowered.


    "Could it be an automated AI response? Besides, these idol ounts are usually managed by their agencies. They hardly have time to reply to personal messages."


    Louis, dismissive of Sam''s skepticism, said: "Hmph, you''re just jealous that I have contact with my idol, unlike you, who can only mingle with naive students without any ambition."


    Sam just smiled.


    "Then I wish you deeper contact with your idol soon, and be her knight in shining armor," Sam teased.


    Louis shook his head. "Impossible, I couldn''t abandon you. We are staunch singletons, remember? Huh?"


    Louis suddenly stopped mid-sentence and lifted his head, as Sam looked at him, puzzled.


    At that moment, a figure appeared beside their table.


    Louis was almost incoherent. "An, Angel? Hi, hi there~"


    Sam, taken aback, turned to see the proud girl who had appeared beside their table.


    She stood there holding an exquisite lunch box, smiling at Sam.


    This beautiful girl seemed almost intimidating when she smiled.


    Angel didn''t immediately converse with Sam but instead turned to Louis with a smile. "May I sit here, please?"


    Louis, who had just proimed his singlehood and defiance to any beautiful girl, immediately stood up, even pulling Sam to do the same.


    "Didn''t you hear Angel speaking? Make room for her!"


    Without hesitation, Sam got up from his seat.


    However, Angel turned to Sam. "You, sit down."


    Before Sam could respond, Louis eagerly turned to Angel. "Where should I sit then? Next to you, or..."


    Angel''s smile vanished, and she looked at Louis with a calm, even cold demeanor.


    "You can leave now."


    "Ah?" Louis''s eyes widened, clearly not understanding.


    Angel seemed impatient. "I need to talk to Sam alone. Do you need me to spell it out? We need some private space, got it?"


    Clearly, Angel had little patience for other boys.


    Louis was lost for words, and Sam sighed. He said to Louis, "Go find another spot. I''lle find youter."


    Louis looked at Sam, puzzled. "What''s going on with you two?"


    Sam shook his head. "Nothing much, just some unresolved matters. Don''t worry."


    "You better not forget our singleton alliance pact, Sam!"


    "Don''t worry."


    After Louis reluctantly left, Sam sat down.


    Internally he thought: I never said I''d join any ''singleton alliance.'' I''m neutral, never joining any camp.


    Once Sam was seated, Angel slowly looked up at him.


    "Your friend..."


    She seemed hesitant.


    Sam casually replied, "His name is Louis, quite an interesting guy."


    Angel shook her head.


    "Talks too much."

 Chapter 30: The more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous.

    <h4>Chapter 30: The more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous.</h4>


    "Teenage boys are like that; they do such things to attract the attention of the opposite sex," Sam clearly understood this kind of psychological behavior. Most people of Louis''s age didn''t realize that such actions were meaningless.


    Angel leaned back in her chair, maintaining her superior posture as she watched Sam. "So, would you do the same as him?"


    Sam continued eating calmly as if Angel''s presence didn''t affect him. He wasn''t like Louis, who even considered performing aical backflip in front of Angel to gain her attention.


    "No need for that. I don''t require much attention. Nor do I want to be the center of attention everywhere like you. Being ordinary is quite fine for me."


    Angelughed: "But you are not ordinary, Sam. Surely many people have told you how handsome you are? And your manhood are so... unique."


    Sam didn''t object but continued eating, vaguely replying, "Hmm... it''s troubling, not being a normal ordinary person, but being handsome isn''t my fault, right?"


    Angel frowned and then, seeing that this line of conversation was ineffective, got straight to the point. "What about the thing we talked about before?"


    Sam looked at her quizzically. "What thing?"


    "Being my model."


    Angel''s expression turned cold, as if she was ready to take some drastic measure if Sam''s answer didn''t satisfy her.


    Sam thought for a moment. "That''s done, right? After all, in that situation, you saw everything about me, and there''s nothing left to observe, right? And after all that, your curiosity must be exhausted, aren''t you tired of ying yet?"


    Angel''s brow furrowed. "Do you think I''m just chasing a fleeting novelty?"


    Sam answered matter-of-factly, "What else? I can''t think of anything else that would attract a beautiful and wealthy girl like you to someone like me. First, you certainly aren''tcking handsome guys around you. If you wished, countless guys would flock to you, much like moths drawn to a me.


    Secondly, if it wasn''t for novelty, why would you go out of your way to find me? Isn''t it because I''m different from others, haven''t tried to please you, and don''t want to get too involved with you?"


    Angel stared intently at the young man. "Why don''t you want to get too involved with me?"


    Sam smiled. "I''m someone who knows my ce. The gap between our statuses is too great. Getting too involved would only make me fall too deep into this rtionship, and the disparity brought by our statuses would be an obstacle.


    Or, with time, your interest in the novelty might fade, leaving nothing to interest you anymore. The ending wouldn''t be pretty, would it?"


    Sam continued to eat calmly. "So, it''s a form of self-protection. I hope you can understand."


    Would Angel understand?


    She didn''t. In fact, she found the situation even more interesting, and a charming yet dangerous smile appeared on her face.


    "So, you''ve always viewed me and yourself with such thoughts. Haven''t you ever thought, for instance, about trying to conquer me, even dominate me, while I still find you interesting? To make me fall hopelessly in love with you?"


    Sam shook his head. "To you, someone like me might seem like a symbol of fickleness. But I am always sincere and serious about rtionships. So, I won''t gamble on such possibilities."


    "Is that so? You don''t seem very brave," she noted.


    "That''s right, I''m not brave at all. I''m afraid of dying," Sam thought to himself.


    Since the system''s mission was to conquer these female leads, Sam needed a special strategy. If things progressed too quickly, it might lead to a Bad ending.


    After all, Angel wasn''t the only female lead Sam had to conquer; there were many others.


    After a moment of silence, Angel smiled again: "Don''t you know that the more you act like this, the more interested I be in you?"


    Sam looked at her with admiration for her frankness. To Angel, expressing feelings or attractions didn''t seem to be a taboo topic ¨C she would either remain silent or reveal everything.


    What a stark contrast. She always appeared so proud and cold to others, but to those she liked or was interested in, she was incredibly passionate.


    Sam put down his cutlery and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Before we really get to know each other, you might find me interesting. But once you get to know me better, you''ll find I''m nothing special, just a boring and ordinary man."


    That''s right, rifying everything upfront is one of Sam''s strategies for conquering Angel. These things needed to be said before their rtionship got too intimate; otherwise, it would seem like deceptionter on.


    Angel maintained her smile. "But I like challenges. What if I want to see whether you be more ordinary or more interesting after we get to know each other better?"


    Sam shrugged. "I can''t stop you from getting close to me, but I think if you want to experiment with me, I''ll probably quickly find a girlfriend."


    Angel squinted her eyes. "What if I told you that even if you found a girlfriend, it wouldn''t stop me? It might even bring some uncertain danger to the girl you choose.


    After all, even marriages can end in divorce, and boyfriends and girlfriends can break up. I believe most rtionships can''t withstand the temptations of money and power, right?"


    Sam sighed, somewhat helplessly. "Angel, I have to admit you''re very beautiful and extremely charming."


    "So?"


    Angel, spoon in hand, brought it to her lips, a gesture that seemed either intentional or idental.


    But when she gently bit down on the spoon, it was as though a me of seduction was burning, seeking topletely engulf Sam.


    She is indeed enchanting, but unfortunately, if not handled properly, she might dismember Sam.


    Sam calmed down, shaking his head. The more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous.


    "I''m sorry, so don''t waste your time on me. I''m done eating, I''ll be going now."


    Sam prepared to stand up, but Angel pressed down on his hand, preventing him from leaving while lifting her eyes, revealing a unique smile.


    "No matter your reasons, the more you resist me, the more interested I be in you. Keep this attitude, and I''ll keep using my supernatural powers on you. You can look forward to it."


    "Please, let go."


    Sam remained cold and distant. Angel''s current emotions were exactly as he had anticipated; this was the effect he wanted.


    It really did require quite a bit of acting.


    "Why should I listen to you? I am Angel, after all."


    Angel didn''t let go; instead, she seemed to grip his hand even tighter, as if to crush it.


    And just at this standoff.


    "Angel and Sam. Are you tantly dating here in school?"


    Both turned their heads simultaneously.


    There stood a woman, smiling, dressed in a teacher''s uniform, exuding mature charm.


    Alice had arrived.

 Chapter 31: What would happen if they used their powers together?

    <h4>Chapter 31: What would happen if they used their powers together??</h4>


    In the bustling school cafeteria at noon, nearly every gaze was drawn to a particr scene unfolding there.


    It seemed as if a three-person y was being staged.


    The convergence of attention was inevitable; it was as if everyone had a reason to pause their lunch and watch what was about to happen.


    Angel and Alice were the kind of people who naturally drew attention wherever they went, as if they were female leads under a spotlight.


    Sam, while less conspicuouspared to these two women, was still a well-known figure at the school.


    As they stood together, it was easy to imagine aplex, emotional triangle.


    Angel, clearly annoyed at being interrupted, didn''t even seem inclined to release her grip. She turned to Alice with a tone of arrogance and disdain.


    "Who are you?"


    Alice, aware of Angel''s identity but showing no sign of intimidation, maintained a smile.


    "I''m Alice, Sam''s current homeroom teacher. I''ve recently transferred here. It''s normal that you don''t know me, but I''m aware of who you are."


    Angel squinted at Alice, assessing her.


    Alice''s intervention seemed ordinary enough ¨C a teacher addressing a student''s potential romantic involvement.


    But women''s intuition is sharp, and Angel sensed that Alice''s motives for approaching weren''t so straightforward.


    "I believe the school hasn''t explicitly banned romantic rtionships, and moreover, Sam and I are just friends," Angel stated coolly.


    Alice smiled. "Of course, there''s no rule against it. I''m just concerned about Sam''s recent academic performance and hope his focus remains on his studies. Isn''t that normal? But if you''re just friends, why haven''t you let go of each other''s hands yet? Is that appropriate?"


    While speaking, Alice''s gaze fell on their intertwined hands.


    Angel didn''t loosen her grip, but Sam suddenly withdrew his hand with force, receiving a fierce re from Angel.


    He shook his hand, showing its reddened back ¨C it really hurt!


    Angel, with a huff, turned to Alice. "Even so, don''t you think your concern as a teacher is a bit excessive? Is this just normal teacher-student concern?"


    Watching their confrontational exchange, Sam had a sudden thought.


    Both women had supernatural abilities ¨C Angel could stop time, and Alice had the power of hypnosis.


    What would happen if they used their powers together?


    If Alice hypnotized Angel into suicide, or if Angel stopped time and shot Alice, the safety factor would drastically increase!


    What a dreadful thought! I can''t believe I just thought that. Amen!


    Alice narrowed her eyes.


    "Why would you think it''s more than just ordinary concern? Is it because Sam is a charming young man, and therefore you think I should develop feelings beyond the teacher-student rtionship? Maybe you''ve been watching too many TV shows or reading too many online novels recently."


    "Alice, you really have a way with words. Being a teacher must be so beneath you. How about trying stand-upedy instead?" Angel retorted with a coldugh.


    Sam was taken aback. Was this tone suggesting that Angel might use her family''s influence to have Alice transferred away from the school?


    That would be great! It would mean one less risk factor.


    But wait, wouldn''t that make things even more dangerous around Angel?


    Alice simply smiled without responding to thement, turning her attention to Sam.


    "Sam, have you finished eating?"


    Sam, momentarily stunned, nodded. "Yeah, I''m done."


    "Alright, thene with me to the office, I have some things to discuss with you."


    "Okay, got it."


    As Sam stood up, he noticed Angel''s dangerous re. Clearly, if he made this choice, she might do something risky.


    But then Sam decided, "Angel, you finish your meal. I''ll be going now, bye."


    Following Alice, Sam left the cafeteria.


    Angel, still seated, withdrew her gaze. She scoffed, as if mocking something.


    Then, with a sudden move, she pierced through the untouched lunchbox on the table with a spoon, and stood up, leaving the cafeteria in a mix of cool detachment and unnamed fury.


    Not only Angel''s emotions were affected, but also those of a boy sitting not too far away.


    He was almost on the verge of tears, burying his face in his hands on the table.


    "Why can''t I be Sam instead of Louis?!"


    .....


    "Miss Alice, the truth is, Angel and I are merely acquaintances who have only recently met. We''re not even close friends, so there''s nothing special about our rtionship," Sam said softly in the stairwell of the teaching building.


    Alice, leading the way, climbed the stairs and as she moved you could see her buttocks swaying inside her tight, form-fitting pencil skirt.


    It''s very full and still round, Sam was tempted to reach up and touch it, it must feel very nice in my hand!


    "Really? Why do you feel the need to exin to me?" Alice responded.


    Sam, feeling somewhat helpless, said, "You suspected us of being in a rtionship, didn''t you?"


    Alice smiled, "Actually, whether you''re all in a rtionship or not doesn''t matter. The school doesn''t explicitly forbid it, as long as it doesn''t cause any major issues.


    Besides, don''t all romantic rtionships start from friendship? Do you really believe in love at first sight?"


    Sam shook his head, choosing not to answer her question.


    They had reached the door of the office. Alice opened the door, gesturing for Sam to enter first.


    Sam walked into the office without hesitation. He hadn''t yet turned around when he heard the sound of the door closing, followed by a soft ''click''.


    What was that sound? Had the door been locked?


    However, Sam remained calm, his gaze on the mature, charming woman with an intellectual aura.


    "Sam, feel free to sit anywhere. It''s alright, we''re just going to chat casually, don''t be too nervous."


    "Okay."


    Sam casually took a seat, and Alice quickly sat opposite the young man.


    She crossed one leg over the other, her thighs pressing together. Her legs, d in ck stockings, were a mix of sexy and fleshy ¨C an urate description of Alice''s legs.


    Leaning back in her chair, she smiled at Sam.


    "Are you really not nervous? Why can''t you look at me?"


    Sam slowly lifted his head, shyly looking at Alice.


    "It''s nothing... I''m just not used to making eye contact from this close."


    Alice smiled, her charm entuated as she brushed her hair away from her forehead.


    "It''s fine, I just want to talk to you like a friend. Can you ept that?"


    Her eyes met his.


    Suddenly, that familiar feeling returned ¨C a slight dizziness, an odd sensation pulling at his thoughts like a vortex.


    Is this starting now?


    Damn, time to start acting again!


    Sam immediately feigned a soulless look at Alice, his expression dull and numb.


    "Sure, teacher, what would you like to talk about?"


    Alice smiled.


    "Now answer me, what is the real nature of your rtionship with Angel? Don''t worry, I won''t tell anyone. This will be our little secret, just between us two."

 Chapter 32: We are not just teacher and student but also good friends, right?

    <h4>Chapter 32: We are not just teacher and student but also good friends, right?</h4>


    You and me are friends, this is a little secret between you and the teacher.


    In the quiet office, the door locked, only Alice and Sam were present.


    Sam continued his usual tactic of feignedpliance.


    His expression appeared very bewildered, then he nodded submissively.


    "I understand, I and Alice are good friends."


    Alice smiled seductively at the handsome young man before her. Her voice lowered, bing more tantalizing, as if piercing directly into Sam''s mind.


    "So, are you and Angel in a boyfriend-girlfriend rtionship?" she asked.


    Sam immediately shook his head. "No."


    Alice''s smile widened slightly, seemingly pleased with the response.


    "Is that so... Then, are you in a flirtatious rtionship, or are you unterally pursuing Angel?"


    "There is no flirtatious rtionship, and I am not pursuing Angel," Sam replied ''honestly.''


    His response wasn''t exactly deceitful, as they weren''t in a romantic rtionship. Their interaction was more of a utilitarian nature.


    Angel used Sam for her thrill and challenge, while Sam sought to conquer her and achieve a ''GOOD'' ending.


    But Alice was cautious; she wasn''t entirely sure Sam was fully hypnotized.


    "Really? But Angel isn''t the type to make friends easily. She''s quite strict with friends, so howe she''s having lunch with you? And she even approached you first... What''s really going on between you two?" Alice pressed.


    Alice knows everything, huh? She doesn''t have a stalking habit, does she?


    Regardless, in this ''abnormal game'' world, Sam had no choice but to ept things as they were.


    Continuing to act as if deeply hypnotized, Sam spoke with a touch of shyness, "It''s because Angel likes sculpture, and she asked me to be her model. I agreed."


    The exnation was reasonable, but Alice still frowned.


    "Why did you agree to that? Didn''t I tell you to focus on your studies?"


    Sam, looking like a child caught in a misdeed, lowered his head and whispered, "I have been studying hard, Teacher Alice."


    "But being Angel''s model will take up your study time. Being around a girl like Angel will also affect your academic performance, won''t it?"


    Sam looked up at Alice, then turned his head away, seeming troubled.


    "I... couldn''t help it."


    "Why couldn''t you?"


    "Tell me, I''ll help you solve it."


    "You have to trust me. We are not just teacher and student but also good friends, right?"


    Alice, as if catching on to something more profound, relentlessly continued her questioning.


    Sam stuttered, seemingly struggling.


    Alice realized this was a disy of the young man''s unusual willpower resisting her abilities. It seemed she needed to intensify her hypnotic efforts.


    Thus, Alice reached out and cupped Sam''s face, forcing him to look only into her eyes.


    The close contact, the captivating gaze.


    Sam almost thought he was about to sumb to the hypnosis and lose consciousness, but a sudden sound of a bell in his mind snapped him back to reality.


    Although Sam had regained consciousness, he pretended to bepletely hypnotized.


    He could smell the faint scent of perfume on Alice, and her wless, beautiful face was right before his eyes, like a perfect work of art. Her red lips were as tempting as ripe fruit waiting to be plucked.


    "Why do you hide this from the teacher? Don''t you want to be a good kid anymore?" she whispered. Yet, she kept moving closer, her knees already touching Sam''s legs.


    The atmosphere gradually became strange, filled with ambiguous and romantic tension.


    Sam seemed to struggle briefly before speaking. "It''s because I can''t refuse my interactions with Angel... I often fantasize about what it would be like to make love to Angel. I really want to listen to the teacher, but it''s like there''s this sexual impulse that makes it impossible for me to refuse."


    Sam, after much contemtion, gave this response.


    Alice was momentarily taken aback by his answer, but she quickly understood. Such a response, she realized, was actually quite normal.


    Because Sam is in puberty, is the most hormonal and fantasy time, often will begin to awaken sexual consciousness, will begin to use the body of the beautiful girls around the fantasy, the development of genitals also began to gradually mature.


    Alice suddenly realized all this, and far from finding Sam lecherous or vulgar, she found amused, her lips curling into a smile.


    She couldn''t pinpoint the origin of her own impulse, merely gazing into Sam''s eyes, hypnotizing him while feeling an inexplicable heat fermenting in her body, racing through her veins.


    She felt a desire to control Sam even more.


    Perhaps this wasn''t befitting of a teacher''s role, but... isn''t life about pursuing what''s interesting, seeking out what excites us?


    She felt no guilt. In fact, she was even more exhrated.


    "So, Angel seduced Sam, right? With her body? Was it her legs, or something else? Or promises to satisfy some of your... physical needs?" she asked.


    Her query tantly suggestive.


    Yet Alice was certain that under such circumstances, Sam wasn''t fully conscious, especially since she had already locked the door.


    No need to worry.


    Sam seemed somewhat panicked, ncing at Alice before hurriedly lowering his head, saying, "No... nothing like that happened."


    But his obvious unease was apparent to anyone, especially to someone as worldly as Alice.


    Alice lowered her hands, gently caressing Sam''s chest, her gaze deep and mesmerizing.


    "It''s okay, be honest with me. Did she use some special method to get close to you?"


    Sam, seeminglypletely under her spell, whether from this special ability or her sudden intimacy, appeared utterly lost in it.


    "She kissed me," he confessed.


    This revtion made Alice pause.


    Angel was indeed extraordinary... But that seemed about right, didn''t it? As the school''s most unique student, it seemed that only Sam could match her.


    Handsome and charismatic, with willpower beyond the ordinary.


    Alice leaned forward abruptly, her lips nearing Sam''s ear.


    So close.


    As if just a bit closer, and their distance would be zero.


    She whispered in a low voice, "So, you kissed... How far did it go? Just a simple kiss? Or did it escte to something more excessive?"


    "Tell me, Sam."

 Chapter 33: It was a miracle!

    <h4>Chapter 33: It was a miracle!</h4>


    Sam appeared to bepletely immersed, yet he was extraordinarily lucid, his soul even trembling.


    A beautiful and sexy female teacher leaned close to his ear, continuously blowing warm, moist breaths, then uttered such explicit words.


    At this moment, Sam profoundly realized that this was no longer the Earth he once lived on; everything had to be approached with an unconventional mindset.


    Especially under the influence of the Temptation Constitution, there would be no such thing as professional integrity in teachers, everything would only evolve towards the ''perverse''.


    Alice''s body was now entirely leaning against Sam''s chest, one hand caressing his neck, the other resting on his shoulder.


    The way Alice leaned against him was as if she was throwing herself into his arms.


    Sam enjoyed this process, but he knew he couldn''tpletely indulge just yet.


    If he sumbed to pleasure now, what fate would await him?


    His body wouldn''t even be preserved intact, but would be like a jumbled puzzle, shattered into various fragments!


    Sam said intermittently, "I... I just kissed Angel on the lips, didn''t... didn''t French kiss or do anything else."


    "Is that so? But do you have other fantasies? Huh~~~" Alice exhaled softly, causing Sam''s body to shudder.


    Such a reaction was adorable, increasingly endearing!


    Alice thought this and intensified her breathing, continuing to try to exchange breaths in this manner.


    Sam seemed to be struggling through a test while earnestly responding.


    "I''ve fantasized about more intimate contact with Angel."


    "Really? Why are you so interested in Angel?"


    "Because... Angel is charming, beautiful, and has a great figure."


    Hearing this, Alice moved away from Sam''s body. She sat down in front of him again, even more upright than before.


    Her full breasts seemed like a divine gift, spectacr enough to captivate one''s gaze.


    "Do you think I''m beautiful?" Alice tugged down her blouse''s neckline, revealing a deep cleavage and a whitece sexy bra.


    Sam''s gaze seemed unable to move away,pletely mesmerized.


    "Beautiful."


    Alice''s smile brightened, "And what about my figure?"


    "Very good, perfect."


    Alice, seeing Sampletely captivated by her, became even more flirtatiously charming.


    "So, what does you like most about me?"


    "This..."


    "It''s okay, you can tell me anything. I won''t be angry; we''re good friends, right?"


    Sam seemed somewhat shy, lowering his head.


    "I like your legs."


    "So Sam likes my legs?" Alice''s face also reddened, bing more enticingly flirtatious.


    Meanwhile, she lifted her legs, cing them directly on Sam''s.


    Sam was startled, not expecting Alice to be so forward.


    He looked down at Alice''s legs, wrapped in ck stockings, resting on his own, feeling their delicate touch even through his trousers.


    "Yes, and I like how you look in high heels and ck stockings."


    Alice felt her body bing increasingly excited, an indescribable urge seemed to be assaulting her reason.


    She even had the urge to reach into her panties and masturbate in front of Sam.


    Alice squinted her eyes as she looked at Sam.


    "So, do you want to touch my leg?"


    Her legs began to gently rub against each other.


    Sam hesitated for a moment.


    "How can I...?"


    "What? Haven''t you touched Angel''s legs before?"


    "She wouldn''t let me touch her," Sam fabricated a lie.


    Ah, so that''s how it is.


    Young girls like Angel still have their reservations, it seems. On the one hand, she wants to ensnare a tempting prey, but on the other, she is reluctant to give too much.


    As if she had understood something, Alice looked at Sam.


    "It''s okay. I allow you to touch my leg. You like it, right? Go ahead and touch, I promise I won''t get angry. Really, I won''t."


    Sam nced at Alice, still being cautious.


    But his body was honest, and his hands tentatively moved towards Alice''s legs.


    Slowly, inch by inch, his hands finallynded on her lower leg.


    At that moment, a strong message seemed to transmit through Alice''s mind.


    Yes!


    This is the feeling!


    The handsome student touching the mature body of the teacher!


    This is the thrilling feeling!


    In this monotonous and purposeless life of a teacher, Sam''s touch felt like high-proof liquor, breaking down her rationality and teasing every cell in her body.


    Alice''s legs continued to rub together, she could feel the fluid secreted from her vagina already wetting her panties, and only when her thighs rubbed against her panties did the sensation ease slightly.


    But Alice obviously wasn''t satisfied. She tempted Sam again, wanting more.


    "It''s OK, you can touch me with more intensity, even my thighs,"


    "Do you think my panties look nice? I like Sam''s hands as much as you like my body."


    Her seduction seemed to give Sam the courage to continue.


    Sam''s hands were no longer satisfied with her lower legs; he moved forward, reaching her knees and then her thighs.


    The soft and stic sensation was overwhelming, capable of devouring everything.


    Even with a clear consciousness, Sam''s breathing became heavier and his heartbeat began to quicken.


    His hands continued to move forward, reaching her panties. At that moment, Alice bit her lip with her teeth and her body began to shake.


    The white panties were nestled inside, separated by ayer of stockings, but the sensation in the hands was still very distinct.


    As Sam''s fingers glided gently over them, Alice felt an electrifying sensation.


    Everything happened in silence, and Alice restrained herself from making a sound, for words would be superfluous to describe this beautiful scene.


    Everything was bing strange, irreparable, like a deadly yet enchanting game.


    It''s no exaggeration to say that Alice was already overwhelmed with excitement.


    Just as she was about to lose control of the impulses in her body.


    "Sam... stop," Alice said, her breath bing rapid as she looked at Sam with flushed cheeks.


    Sam still seemed unsatisfied, looking at Alice with a hint of regret, but he obediently stopped his hands.


    Of course, Alice wasn''t having a moral awakening.


    She let go of her legs and even straightened her pencil skirt.


    Then she looked at Sam, who had a shy and timid expression on his face. "Do you like it like this?"


    Sam hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "I like it."


    Alice narrowed her eyes.


    "So if I gave you more rewards like this in the future, or even more pleasurable rewards, would you like that?"


    Sam seemed surprised but nodded sincerely.


    "I would be honoured."


    Alice smiled seductively.


    "Well, if that''s the case, can I get you to stop interacting with Angel? I''ll fulfil all your needs, so you won''t have to like about Angel''s body anymore, will you?"


    For Alice, the priority wasn''t just to enjoy her own arousal, but to keep this young man firmly under control.


    How could a boy as handsome and charming as Sam let Angel have him all to himself?


    Sam couldn''t refuse, could she?


    After all, she was such a beautiful and sexy woman, and she had the special role of being his teacher.


    "No..." Sam unexpectedly uttered the words, surprising Alice as she looked into his eyes.


    How could he resist when he was still under her control?


    "Why not? Is there something wrong with me?" Alice asked.


    Sam seemed to struggle for a moment.


    "I think you''re great, but you''re my teacher and it''s not right for us to be doing these things, is it? Angel''s the same age as me, so maybe she''s more suitable."


    So that was it, Alice smiled.


    So Sam was that kind of person, someone who stood by his principles even when under control?


    A truly attractive student with integrity.


    But it was a pity because Alice''s excitement came from breaking those very principles.


    With a smile on her face, she approached Sam and spoke.


    "Even though I''m your teacher, that doesn''t mean I can''t offer you feelings that Angel can''t."


    Sam looked confused. "Feelings that Angel can''t provide? What do you mean?"


    Alice''s handnded unexpectedly on Sam''s waist, right where his trouser belt was.


    Sam seemed to understand.


    Alice raised her head and smiled at Sam.


    "It looks like you need a release, and that''s OK. I can help you. I''ll give you an experience that''spletely different, something Angel can''t do."


    She unbuckled Sam''s belt.


    She pulled Sam''s briefs off.


    "Pop!"


    A huge, immense penis popped out, already in a state of full erection.


    Without the constraints of his underwear, this long, thick cock was exposed to the air and Alice was speechless with amazement.


    God, she had never seen such spectacr male genitalia before!


    It was unimaginable, it was a miracle!


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