Chloe couldn't count how many times she "died" yesterday.
The whole afternoon was spent making love in the living room, completely immersed in the joy of ecstasy. They quickly ate something in the evening, and then in the bathroom, he pressed her against the wall for a few more rounds...
He was simply a beast!
It was too utterly insane!
By the time Chloe finally went to the bedroom, her consciousness was hazy and unclear. Whether that brutal beast continued to drag her around for more... she didn't know. All she knew was that she slept deeply all night.
When she woke up, the glaring sunlight was streaming through a gap in the curtains, illuminating her dark hair spread out like cherry blossoms on the pillow. Beneath the thin blanket lay a translucent, delicate body.
Her slender arm and rounded shoulder peeking out from under the covers were seductive. Further down were her full breasts and skin, covered in bite marks and love bites, showing how intense the battle had been yesterday.
"Is it morning already?"
The awakened Chloe picked up her phone from the bedside. 7:30 AM? This was the latest she had ever slept. "Morning class starts in an hour... W-Where are you?"
She noticed the empty space beside her. She was lying alone in the big bed. The room was empty. She threw off the blanket, exposing her body. The beautiful scene was unappreciated, but besides her alluring figure, the love marks were indeed a little exaggerated.
"A-Alex?"
Clutching her chest, she walked out. The living room was also quiet. Sharp-eyed Chloe noticed Alex's uniform was gone. "Did he go to school?"
She lowered the hand covering her soft breasts, leaving her most intimate areas bare. The girl looked at herself in the mirror. Her soft, flawless skin was pinkish, her cheeks rosy, and she looked radiant.
She had a look of satisfied contentment, like she had been thoroughly nourished.
"Is he really this comfortable leaving me alone at home?" Chloe muttered, her expression complicated. She put on her clothes and stared blankly at her reflection, recalling her own cooperative moans and all the shameful positions from yesterday that played back in her mind.
The shameful images were too much, making her face burn. But soon, she bit her lip in turmoil, her expression shifting, making it impossible to guess her inner thoughts.
She washed up and headed out—
"Good morning, Chloe!"
Her long-time friend, Mackenzie, patted her on the shoulder. Chloe, just stepping into the classroom, jumped in fright, her tense body twitching. She relaxed only when she saw it was her best friend.
"Good morning, Mackenzie."
She greeted her friend, but her eyes darted toward Alex's seat. She saw that he had indeed arrived first. He was currently slumped over his desk, presumably resting.
"Where were you yesterday afternoon, Chloe?" Mackenzie pulled her friend close, whispering. "You weren't in any of the afternoon classes. Did something happen?"
"N-No, nothing happened…"
Chloe was still watching Alex, because she noticed another girl standing in front of the slumped boy—the beautiful silver-haired, red-eyed gyaru, Anya, whom he had interacted with yesterday.
Anya, who usually gave cold looks to every boy in class, was talking to Alex again. What were they saying? Chloe strained her ears, wanting to listen, but couldn't hear anything.
Instead, it was Mackenzie beside her—
"Chloe? Hello?"
"Ah, I'm really fine. I just had to go home temporarily for something yesterday," Chloe quickly waved her hands.
"Is that so? But you've looked down these past two days, always distracted," Mackenzie waved her hand in front of her friend's face. Chloe grabbed her wrist and laughed awkwardly.
"Did I? You must be mistaken."
"Absolutely not. And... I don't know if it's just me, but I keep getting the feeling that you're constantly paying attention to Alex. You look at him often, right?"
Flush.
Chloe's cheeks turned red. She hadn't expected her friend to be so observant. She quickly shook her head, shaking it fiercely. "No, you are definitely mistaken!"
She quickly went to her seat and sat up straight, not daring to look in Alex's direction again. However, the faint conversation sounds drifting from that area still concerned her.
She tried to listen in while dealing with Mackenzie.
[Affection Points: 8]
"I feel like every drop in my body has been squeezed out," Alex was slumped over his desk, seemingly resting, but in reality... he was indeed resting, while also checking his status window.
Eight Affection Points meant he successfully 'collected' eight times yesterday.
It didn't sound that exaggerated, as the saying goes, "one night, seven times." Eight was just one more. But only those who experienced it knew: eight times... it was truly deadly!
His attributes were not yet high enough. 10 Constitution was just the number for a normal adult male. After being completely overdrawn the day before, he only rested for a single day, then went for another eight rounds.
What can be said? It was almost suicidal.
But he couldn't help it. Looking at the increasing Affection Points, he felt very satisfied.
He debated whether to use the Affection Points to increase his attributes or learn skills. "With my current attributes, three to four times a day is sustainable without affecting my health. Five or six times is pushing it, but a little physical overdraw is fine. It's all for power, after all."
It wouldn't take long to save up 20 Affection Points. Alex figured he should wait a bit.
The [Meditation] skill was excellent. He needed to save up.
"Hey, Alex!"
He lifted his head from his arms and saw Anya standing in front of him, arms crossed, staring down at him with an arrogant posture. "Why did you run off during lunch yesterday? Do you know I was looking for you the whole time?"
"Looking for me?"
Alex was weak and listless, not even lifting his head. "What does the gyaru student want with me?"
"You—"
Anya's face was flushed. She frowned, examining him for a moment, then stammered with a hint of embarrassment, "I was, that thing yesterday, come outside and talk!"
She couldn't discuss the abnormalities of her body in the classroom.
"Why do we have to go outside? Can't you say it here?"
"You're so annoying! When I say come out, you come out!" A gyaru couldn't possibly be this gentle, especially Anya, the usually brazen, white-haired one.
"I'm not going," Can't you see I'm exhausted right now? Alex was too lazy to move. His gaze swept over Anya's body twice. On a normal day, teasing her would be fun, but not today.
Today, he was completely drained.
"You, you bastard!"
The gyaru grew frantic, raising her voice. She reached out and grabbed Alex. "You're too arrogant. Come with me right now... Huh?"
Bam!
She pinned Alex against the wall in a kabe-don (wall-slam) pose.
What's happening? My body, my body is out of my control again! It's the same feeling as yesterday!
Even though I'm physically weak, it doesn't mean I can't control you, Alex chuckled internally, but on the surface, he feigned surprise. "Anya, what are you trying to do?"
"To teach you a lesson for having such a bad attitude toward me!"
Not only was she unable to control her body, but the words coming out of her mouth were also wrong.
And, that burning heat from yesterday... it was back!
No matter how turbulent Anya's thoughts were, in the eyes of the other students, the gyaru was now straddling Alex's lap, reaching up to cup his chin, her cheeks flushed, in a highly intimate atmosphere.
The classroom was silent. Everyone was stunned.
"No way, are Anya and Alex that kind of relationship?" Mackenzie had barely finished speaking when she suddenly noticed the strange look on her best friend Chloe's face. She was frowning.