The two stared at each other, time seeming to stand still.
Because Lathel's physical strength had increased fivefold, he was bursting with energy in the morning, and his little brother was also standing tall, greeting the sunlight of a new day.
Catrina looked at him, her hands hurriedly covering her eyes, but the gaps between her fingers were still large enough for her to see everything clearly.
Her gaze stared fixedly at his thing, making him feel as if that area was heating up under a magnifying glass.
"You... you... get out!" Lathel hurriedly shouted, his face turning as red as if it would spew fire.
"Ah! Okay! I... I'll get out!" After speaking, Catrina immediately walked further into the room, then closed the door.
Crack!
Lathel: "..."
At this moment, he really wanted to cry.
"I said get out! Not go into the room!"
"Ah!" Catrina jumped in surprise, hearing Lathel's words, she reached out and pulled the door lock shut.
Lathel: "..."
He hurriedly grabbed a blanket nearby and wrapped it around himself, saying exhaustedly: "Aunt Catrina! Why are you locking the door? Get out! I'm saying... you should get out!"
Catrina was also flustered, her hands continuously fumbling with the lock but unable to open it no matter what she tried.
Lathel at this point truly couldn't restrain himself anymore and rushed toward Catrina to help her open the door.
Seeing him rushing over, Catrina immediately jerked back, pressing her back against the door, her lips trembling.
Lathel: "..."
"You... you move aside, let me open the door," Lathel stammered.
But Catrina seemed unable to hear his words, still standing motionless, blocking the door behind her.
Lathel was so frustrated he wanted to push her aside when suddenly, a gust of wind appeared from nowhere, blowing at his back, causing him to step on the blanket wrapped around his body, then fall toward Catrina.
"Ack!"
THUD!!!
Lathel fell to the ground but didn't feel any pain, only sensing that he had fallen onto something very soft and very fragrant.
He slowly opened his eyes and realized the blanket had fallen off at some point without his knowledge.
However, what was even more horrifying was... he was pinning Catrina down, and his hand was resting on her chest.
Following the natural reflexes of a healthy man with good vitality, he gave it a light squeeze.
"Uhm..." Catrina moaned, the sound so lewd and wet that Lathel nearly lost control: "It hurts, Lathel, be a little gentler, can you?"
Lathel: "..."
In his heart, he cursed: 'Oy! Do you know that your words combined with this situation could cause others to misunderstand?'
'If anyone saw our situation, I'm afraid they'd have enough material to draw a hentai manga.'
A naked man pinning down a beautiful woman, his hand massaging her chest.
If anyone witnessed this scene, even if he jumped into a river of lava, he couldn't wash away this injustice.
Catrina glanced at his face, so embarrassed it was flushed red, even his ears had turned red. In her eyes appeared a hint of amusement and satisfaction, accompanied by a touch of wickedness.
She murmured: "Lathel, I... help me stand up."
As she spoke, she clung to Lathel's shoulders as if trying to stand up, but...
"Ack! Don't... don't pull me! UHM!"
Lathel was pulled down by Catrina, his naked body pressing against her soft and elastic body.
Even his manhood was poking at her place. If she hadn't been wearing her normal clothes, then perhaps...
Lathel wanted to stand up, but he discovered that both his hands were pressing on her large, soft breasts.
Even worse, Catrina hugged him tightly, moaning: "Lathel, don't... don't do this. We shouldn't do this."
Lathel: "..."
'Alright! Just kill me! I can die, right?!'
...
A moment later, he finally escaped from Catrina's embrace and dressed himself properly.
Outside, Catrina leaned her back against the hallway wall, her arms hugging herself tightly, lips pursed, her face showing a satisfied smile.
"Hehehe... Lathel's body... so fragrant, so firm and solid, but... why is that thing so big?"
"Ah! But..." Catrina now pouted, the joy on her face disappearing, replaced by sadness and discomfort: "I can't keep doing this, he'll start suspecting me."
That's right, Catrina had used magic to make Lathel fall down the stairs on his birthday and just now.
But she knew one thing clearly... once, twice, might just be coincidence. If it happened too many times, then there was definitely some arrangement behind it.
"So from today, I can't have intimate contact with Lathel anymore," Catrina said sadly.
But she immediately cheered up again, murmuring: "It's fine, there's still plenty of time, we'll have many more opportunities. After all... Valoria already agreed. Hehehe..."
...
In the dining room, Lathel sat facing Catrina.
She was blushing, head lowered drinking her soup, occasionally glancing at him.
He also tried to eat breakfast, but Catrina's gaze kept looking toward him, making him feel a bit... uncomfortable.
"Aunt Catrina..."
"Ah! Lathel, you..." Catrina jumped, stammering: "We're in the dining room, you can't..."
Lathel: "..."
"Aunt Catrina, what the hell are you thinking?" Lathel wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying seriously: "I just wanted to say... what happened earlier was just an accident, you trust me, right?"
Catrina suddenly pursed her lips, her eyes becoming moist, tears about to spill out.
"Ack! You..." Lathel was startled, not knowing what he had said wrong.
Catrina wiped her tears, saying sadly: "I know... I'm just an old woman nobody wants. You don't need me either."
Lathel covered his face, feeling this script was changing way too fast.
[Excellent! Press forward, capture her heart.] At this moment, the System suddenly spoke up. Although it was still that mechanical voice, Lathel felt like it was very excited.
'Are you insane?' Lathel used his thoughts to communicate with the System: 'Do you want Alex to break all my limbs?'
[But...]
'Alright! Let me handle this. Maybe Aunt Catrina will let me off.'
Lathel trusted in Catrina's gentleness and tolerance. He softened his voice: "No, Aunt Catrina, you're still very beautiful, making it hard for me to control myself, but..."
"Really?"
"Ack!" Hearing Catrina ask, he nodded: "Really, you're still very attractive. But..."
"Hahahaha... Lathel, you really know how to make people happy." Catrina covered her mouth laughing, not letting him finish.
She glanced at him, reached out her hand, her finger lightly tapping his forehead, using a voice as gentle as water to say: "This will be our little secret, understand?"
"Ah! This..." Lathel was about to object, but after thinking it over, he felt this was fine. At least Catrina would keep this secret and not tell Alex.
Otherwise...
Lathel shivered in fear, feeling as if he was dancing on a knife's edge.
Catrina smiled gently looking at him, in her eyes it seemed as if only he remained in this entire world.
Lathel suddenly remembered something, frowning as he asked: "Aunt Catrina, why are you here?"
Catrina smiled: "Because your mother asked me to take care of you. After you passed out at Spring Garden, she wasn't comfortable leaving you alone, so she had me stay with you."
Hearing this, Lathel was so embarrassed he hung his head low, his face flushed red.
Damn it!
Going out to 'have fun' only to get so drunk he passed out, then getting discovered by his mother and brought home.
He really wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Suddenly, he realized something, thinking to himself: 'Wait! Why should I be embarrassed? This is just a novel world, everyone is just NPCs.'
'After the scenario is complete, I'll leave this world anyway. Besides, I'm the villain, why am I acting like the protagonist?'
He sighed, thinking that perhaps because everything was too realistic, it made him think this world was real.
But he still reminded himself that everything was fake.
As long as the male lead completed the scenario, Lathel could go to a world he desired with 20 extremely beautiful girls, have unlimited lifespan and unlimited wealth, then... hehehehe...
Catrina saw Lathel thinking about something so happily that he showed a greedy smile, making her heart beat faster.
'Could it be... Lathel is thinking about what happened earlier?' Catrina pursed her lips, her legs pressed together, thinking to herself: 'Does he like that? Or... does he want more? Maybe next time I should find a way to sneak into his bathroom.'
'The book says... if you still haven't made the man you like take initiative, it means you're not proactive enough, or you're not attractive enough.'
Catrina sighed, not knowing in her heart what to do.
Lathel at this moment tried to eat as quickly as possible, then said: "Aunt Catrina, I'm going out for a walk."
"Wait!" Catrina immediately stood up, walking to stand before him.
Lathel worriedly stepped back, tilting his head to look at her in confusion.
Catrina smiled, gently straightening his collar, then said: "You're the son of the Duchess, when going out you must be properly dressed, understand?"
Lathel pursed his lips, feeling happy in his heart at sensing a bit of warmth from Catrina, while also feeling jealous of Alex because in the future Catrina would become Alex's woman.
However, the only consolation for him was that he could simulate both Catrina's appearance and personality for one of the twenty girls the System would give him.
"Ah! Today, go out for a walk with Arina."
"Heh?!"