Special Skills: [Absolute Control], [Observation], [Control Mark], [Meditation], [Contraception], [Sacred Milk]
Skills: [Hypnosis], [Time Manipulation]
[Unallocated Points]: 40
This was the detailed breakdown of Alex's current status and skill panel. He was walking slowly under the shade of the trees, kicking a small pebble down the road, his mind focused on the status window before him.
Looking at his status bar, which had gone from completely empty to abundantly full, gave him a unique sense of satisfaction. "Let's see if there are any suitable skills..."
He casually scanned the list and then focused on a specific Special Skill.
[Augmentation]: Greatly increase concentration and quantity (of seminal fluid), and there is a certain probability of improving the target's attributes upon successful internal release.
"Looks promising," Alex mused, stroking his chin for a moment. He had initially dismissed this skill, thinking it useless and a waste of https://www.google.com/search?q=20 points.
After all, he only saw Chiara and the others as tools back then. But now... Tsk, spending time with them inevitably led to some affection. He touched his forehead and shrugged.
Seeing this ability today, he suddenly thought it quite suitable... After all, the protection of the Control Mark still had limitations; he couldn't jump in to save the day every single time, could he?
"Let them improve their attributes, and significantly increase their tolerance in the process." After all, as his own stats grew stronger, their normal human constitutions—even those of typical hentai protagonists—would increasingly struggle to cope.
Thinking this, Alex selected the skill, simultaneously allocating the remaining https://www.google.com/search?q=20 points to Power and Agility. With that, the 40 points were depleted again.
In return, he felt an increase in his strength and overall power.
The warm, cozy feeling was quite pleasant.
"My Master."
As soon as he stepped through the school gates, he was intercepted by a girl with orange hair who had been waiting for him. Alex shifted his gaze from the status screen to Yuna. She stood before him with her schoolbag slung over her shoulder, her expression conflicted and hesitant.
Nina stood far away in an inconspicuous corner, watching the scene but not approaching.
"Something wrong?"
"Well... you didn't come to our house this weekend, so I came to ask..."
Alex gave her a strange look. "I was busy. By the way, are you really hoping I'd come over?"
"Eh? That's, no, I just..."
"Then is it Mrs. Mira who really wants me to come?" Alex raised his hand, resting his schoolbag on his shoulder, and smiled teasingly. "Yuna, it seems your mother is very lonely. She's developed a taste for it and can't wait to do naughty things with me."
Shhh—
Such blatant language made the girl's face flush completely red. She shot him an annoyed glare. "I wouldn't know anything about that! I just wanted to ask you about Yuji..."
"What kind of trouble is that guy causing now? Is he still looking for a fight?" Alex frowned with displeasure.
"No, no. My mother has arranged for him to be hospitalized," Yuna's voice unconsciously dropped a few octaves as she looked down and fiddled with her fingers. "He won't... won't come looking for you again, so..."
"That's for the best. As long as he doesn't pick a fight, I don't have the time to bother with a loser," Alex said. He then scrutinized her with sudden curiosity. "But I'm a bit surprised. I put Yuji through so much, yet you don't look angry at all?"
"..."
Yuna opened her mouth. "Well, he misunderstood the situation himself, and besides... you saved me last time, didn't you?"
"Is that so?"
His strange, piercing gaze made Yuna uncomfortable. She was about to explain further when Alex waved his hand. "I'll visit the Tsubaki-hara house when I have time~ Tell Mrs. Mira not to rush. I'm off now."
Standing rooted to the spot, Yuna watched Alex's retreating figure. She spat out under her breath, My mother wouldn't rush! He talks like she's some kind of nymphomaniac.
"Yuna, how did it go?"
"Mmm, Alex doesn't care. Don't worry," Yuna smiled at her sister who walked over, but her expression suddenly changed. "Don't let Yuji encounter Alex again..."
Nina looked at her without speaking.
Yuna continued, "Also, Alex said he'll come back to our house when he has time... Tell Mom about it. I don't know when he'll show up."
Nina continued to stare at her.
"Nina?" Yuna finally realized something was wrong. Her sister was intensely looking at her. She looked up, puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"Yuna, do you like that person?"
"W-What are you saying? What's this about liking him?" Yuna nervously avoided her gaze. "You're mistaken."
"Then why do you seem so excited that he's coming to our house?"
"I'm not. I'm just... grateful," Yuna couldn't stand her sister's look anymore and adjusted the strap of her bag. "Hurry up, class is about to start."
Watching her sister's hurried escape, Nina frowned. "Suspicious..."
"Why isn't Elara here today?"
It was lunchtime. Chiara, Makoto, and Ai, along with Alex, had gathered in the library as usual. Makoto looked around the quiet library. "Didn't she come?"
"I haven't seen her either, I'm not sure," Ai shifted her chair. "Elara is a second-year, right? Should we go look for her?"
Chiara took out a lunch box and handed it to Alex, neatly sitting down and smiling. She knew what had happened to Elara, but she didn't say anything, only chuckling. "Just leave it to Alex. We don't need to worry too much."
"Elara is one of Alex's favorite girls, he won't let anything happen to her, right?"
Why does Chiara sound like she has an underlying meaning? Makoto and Ai exchanged glances.
"That's right. Elara is just feeling a bit down lately. I'll go and comfort her properly. You don't need to worry," Alex added. "Let's eat first. Did you make this lunch, Chiara?"
It looked generous, stuffed so full that the rice was nearly overflowing.
"Of course, we all made it together," Chiara smiled, picking up her chopsticks. "The takoyaki is mine, the fried egg is Makoto's, and Ai made the fried chicken. It's a gift from all of us~"
It was a box full of affection.
"The flavor is great, but... didn't you bring any milk?"
They usually brought a carton of milk or a bottle of water. "No soup either..."
The three girls exchanged glances. Finally, Makoto spoke softly, blushing. "We were going to bring some for you, but Ai..."
Hmm?
Ai's cheeks were slightly pink, but she still put on a defiant sniff. "We have 'ready-made' milk, so we didn't bring any store-bought milk."
"..."
Alex's face instantly went blank.
"Although it's a bit... what Ai said is true. If you're thirsty, Alex, then j-just drink ours..."
Ai shifted in her seat, murmuring shyly.
The three girls looked at the boy with shyness, silently puffing out their chests. Full, perky, and perfectly rounded, it seemed that even if they were left destitute, they wouldn't starve in the future.