"Four p.m…., don't be late."
The smirk on Mia's face stayed as she fixed her shirt. Her lips were still looking a bit more fuller and she walked past him with a sharp look in her eyes.
Akira's heart raced as he was standing there. He could still smell her scent and feel the warmth from where she had touched him even though she was long gone.
The system gently beeped in his head.
[REWARD GRANTED: +15 PERV-POINTS]
[BONUS: +1 CONFIDENCE]
"Well done, darling," the voice crooned. "You surprised me. Most hosts panic during their first time. You? You adapted beautifully."
Akira cleaned the sweat from his brow with a small smile on his lips. "So, I'm your little project now?"
"You're my entertainment," the voice replied sweetly. "But I have to admit that you're fun to watch."
He left the classroom as soon as the bell rang.
New rumours were already going viral as he made his way to his first class of the day through the hallway.
"Did you hear? The Creep King tried something on Mia."
"Yeah, she's probably going to beat the living crap out of him later."
"Guess pervs don't learn."
Akira ignored them all. The old him would've shrunk away, buried his face and run. Now, the whispers only made him smirk.
—
Literature class felt longer than usual. Ms Satomi's heels clicked slowly across the floor as she moved between desks, her calm voice reciting verses from an old poem about temptation and forbidden desire.
"Some energies," she said, pausing at the board, "can attract unseen forces. A heart filled with too much longing becomes a beacon."
Akira felt her gaze on him but looked away, hoping to avoid any question.
"Some people," she continued, "invite that energy without realising. Others… crave it."
The class tittered quietly, a few boys whispering dirty jokes. Akira tried to focus on his notebook, but his skin prickled under her attention.
The system chuckled in his head. "It seems like she senses your essence, darling. How delightful."
"She's only just a teacher," Akira muttered under his breath.
"Mm, perhaps. Or perhaps something much more interesting."
When the final bell went off, Ms. Satomi's kept looking at him again. "Kanzaki," she called his name, "you've been rather… distracted lately."
He met her eyes and tried to force a smile. "Just tired, sensei."
Her lips curved faintly. "Then rest well. You'll need your strength."
Feeling uncomfortable and curious, he quickly left.
By the time he reached the gym, the sun was already setting. He could hear the distant sounds of basketballs bouncing and laughter coming from the front, but the weight room at the back was quiet and empty.
Mia was already there, leaning against a bench with her phone in hand, her earbuds hanging around her neck. Her black hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, a couple of strands clinging to her flushed cheeks.
She wore a black tank top that hugged her body and tight athletic shorts that left little to the imagination.
Akira froze for a heartbeat.
She looked up, smirking. "Took you long enough."
"You said four," he replied.
"And you're late by two minutes." She stepped closer, and he could smell the scent of her perfume mixed with sweat and shampoo. "Strip to basics. We're building you up."
Akira didn't move at first, then sighed, pulling off his jacket and shirt. He felt exposed with his pale skin and soft stomach with no definition. "Happy?"
"Not yet," Mia said, circling him like a trainer. "But I will be."
She pointed to the mat. "Push-ups. Now."
He dropped down, grunting as he started the first set.
"Lower," she ordered, pressing a hand between his shoulder blades. "Feel the burn."
Her touch lingered longer than necessary, nails tracing lightly over his skin. Each rep sent a tremor through him.
"Ten more," she said. "And stop staring at my legs."
He smirked between breaths. "You wore shorts for a reason."
She snorted. "Maybe I just like watching you sweat."
After two sets, his arms trembled. Mia knelt beside him, eyes glinting. "Break time."
She suddenly climbed his lap and straddle him, making him to freeze in place. "This is for motivation," she whispered. Her warm breath tickled his ear.
"Mia—"
"Shh." She moved a bit and grinded just enough to make his mind go blank. "Earn more reps, get more of this."
The system chimed softly.
[+10 PERV-POINTS]
[HOST'S HEART RATE ELEVATED. POWER INCREASING.]
Akira's breath hitched. "You're insane."
"Maybe." She smiled devilishly. "Now do another set."
He did. Push-ups, squats, bench presses… she pushed him hard, taunting every mistake, rewarding every effort with a teasing touch.
"Good," she said, guiding his arms as he lifted. "Keep your back straight. Like this."
Her hands moved down from his shoulders to his chest.
The system's text blinked:
[Skill Unlocked: Focus Under Pressure.]
[Would you like to purchase Basic Physique Upgrade – Cost: 10 PP?]
Akira didn't hesitate. "Buy."
He felt a rush of heat flow through him, like fire spreading just under his skin. His muscles tingled and tightened slightly, almost as if they were changing shape. He let out a quick breath, gripping the bar more tightly.
Mia's eyes widened slightly. "You're… responding well."
He grinned. "Told you. Fast learner."
"Don't get cocky," she warned, but her gaze remained on his arms longer than before.
By the time he was doing his final set, he could almost not move. Mia hovered over him, spotting his lift. "Push harder, Akira!" she yelled.
The weights clanged as his arms trembled. He felt her warm, smooth thigh brush against his arm.
"Good," she murmured, leaning closer. Her cleavage was just inches away from his face. "Now feel this."
He powered through the last rep. The system pinged immediately:
[Upgrade Initiated.]
[Minor Physical Transformation in Progress.]
His chest rose and fell quickly. Mia reached down, wiping his sweat with the edge of her shirt, showing off the smooth line of her stomach.
"You're not as gross when you try," she said with a teasing grin.
"Thanks, I think."
She slung her towel around her neck and picked up her bag. "Tomorrow, same time. Impress me and maybe…" She let the word hang, eyes glinting with promise.
Akira tilted his head. "Maybe what?"
"You'll find out." Her hand stayed briefly on his shoulder before she walked out.
—
Outside, the evening air was cool. They walked together down the quiet street.
"So," Mia broke the silence between them after over ten minutes of walking, "today was… interesting."
"Yeah, very."
Mia smirked. "You mean when you couldn't stop staring?"
"Hey, I was multitasking."
"Sure you were." She stopped in front of her house, turning to face him. For a second, the two of them didn't say anything. Then, surprisingly, she stepped closer.
"You know," she said softly, "that grab earlier…" Her eyes darted away, cheeks pink. "Do it again sometime."
He blinked. "Serious?"
She bit her lip, then gave him a quick push toward the sidewalk. "Goodnight, creep."
Akira watched her go, stunned. The system's voice purred. "You're doing beautifully. She's hooked, just not ready to admit it."
A notification flashed.
[DAILY QUEST COMPLETE: 5 PP EARNED.]
When he reached home, Akira dropped onto his bed, still grinning like an idiot. He opened the system menu, scanning the glowing text.
"Seventy points left," he murmured. "Let's see what else you've got for me."
The list scrolled until one caught his eye:
[Skill Available: Lust Scan – Cost: 25 PP]
"Lust Scan?"
"Helps you understand what others crave most," the voice explained. "Useful, don't you think?"
He smirked. "Buy it."
He felt a warmth in his vision, like a glowing light. The mirror on the wall began to shimmer, revealing some faint words above his reflection.
[Host's Kink: Revenge Domination]
Akira chuckled. "Figures."
The system purred. "Delicious, isn't it? You're evolving."
He glanced at his reflection. "Sakura…" he whispered. "You started this. I'll end it."
Just as the thought settled, he heard a distant scream from outside.
Akira shot up, heart racing. "What the hell was that?"