Chapter 11: Extra Session and Skill Shop

Chapter 11: Extra Session and Skill Shop "Hello? Is this Ryan?" Her voice was calm—pleasant, almost melodic—but it carried a certain weight behind its softness. I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose, already regretting answering. "...Clara, right? How did you even get my number?" I didn’t bother hiding the frustration in my tone. Annoyance leaked through every word. On the other end, she responded without missing a beat. "So, Reo. You do realize if I told the professors what really happened during the blackout, you’d be in serious trouble, yes?" Her voice didn’t raise. No anger. No hesitation. Just cold, clear facts. I froze. My fingers tightened around the phone. She wasn’t bluffing. No panic. No dramatic monologue. Just a statement of fact. And that made it worse. Clara was the kind of girl who did what she said. No threats. Just consequences. "...What do you want?" I asked, sighing again as my fingers ran through my hair, tension mounting. "Come to the location I’ll send you. Today. That’s all." Then—click. The line went dead. "...Damn it," I muttered under my breath, tossing the phone on the bed I didn’t know what she wanted. But whatever it was, I doubted it would be simple. i didn’t really know Clara And right now i needed points... i really hate when things doesn’t goes as My Plan... i sighed shrugging it off Focusing in The Present was better than Focusing in the Past. I turned toward the bed. Althea still lay there, barely stirring—peaceful, if a bit haggard. She had overexerted herself Last Night especially after leaking out that A ranked aura and healing me. Without her bindings, she’d still be too weak to fight... I knew what I had to do. Without a word, I moved toward her. as I Restricted her again, holding her down gently but firmly. Her eyes fluttered open, and a soft blush colored her pale cheeks. She sighed in resignation, her expression unreadable—caught somewhere between exhaustion, disgust, and bitter acceptance. "Y-You again... This early?" she murmured, her voice cold, but lacking strength to resist. "hmm~ I’m sorry if I’m disrupting a Dream" I said simply. Her lips tightened, but she didn’t resist. Despite herself, her body reacted—aching slightly from the last session, but also flushed with the afterglow of rest and healing. A Very small part of her power had begun returning, and she could feel it. As I moved my hands along her sensitive spots—memorized after repeated sessions—she trembled slightly, gripping the sheets tightly. "Nngh~..." Her moans came quietly now. Not because she wanted to silence them, but because her pride wouldn’t allow her to fully give in. Points began to trickle in again. [+0.5 Points] [+0.5 Points] [+1 Critical Point] I watched the notifications in my vision with satisfaction, even as Althea glared at me through half-lidded, tear-laced eyes. She hated this. The vulnerability. The fact that a mere mortal could make her feel like this. But she didn’t stop me either. She couldn’t—not when she was bound, and not when her body had begun to betray her. The session continued, and just as I was about to hit another critical— [System Notification – New Update Available!] [Unlocked: Skill Shop | Medicine Shop | Potion Shop] I blinked, startled for a moment. My hands froze. "A shop...?" The screen popped up briefly in the corner of my vision, showing three new tabs grayed out, waiting to be explored. But I wasn’t done. The hunger for points hadn’t faded. If anything, it grew stronger. This world was dangerous, and i will soon have alot of enemies. I leaned back down and continued without hesitation. "Sorry, Althea," I murmured near her ear. "You’re going to have to help me... just a little more." She didn’t reply, but her trembling arms, flushed cheeks, and bitten lip said enough. For Two Hours i didn’t stop Althea’s chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her breaths slow and uneven. Her body was lightly damp with sweat, and her icy blue hair clung to her cheeks in soft, disheveled strands. A gentle blush lingered on her flawless skin, her expression caught somewhere between exhaustion and reluctant satisfaction. She looked truly divine, but also undeniably worn out. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she took in deep breaths, her usual icy composure finally melted into silence. The cold, arrogant pride of a goddess Felt satisfaction after the session. The room was quiet, Making her reach Peak Many times She was very exhausted. I stood a few steps away, watching. My lips twitched into a faint smirk—but my body ached from holding back. The temptation to push further, to challenge the last of her pride, was strong. But instead, I stayed where I was. Letting her catch her breath. She whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible but laced with frustration and something close to surrender. "A-asshole... I can’t anymore." There was no venom in her tone—only weariness and reluctant acceptance. I nodded slightly and released the restraints I’d set on her. She immediately sat upright, composing herself with a sharp breath. With a wave of her hand, a cool stream of divine energy washed over both of us, cleansing our bodies. I could feel my fatigue lift as a soft tingling sensation spread across my skin. The system chimed softly in my mind, as i put my 150 points I’ve gotten in the session each 50 in strength vitality and speed --- [Goddess Seducing System] [Points: 0] Rank: G+ Strength: G+ Agility: F--- Vitality: G+ Intelligence: G Goddess Power Unseal Progress 1.5% (Progress increases by charming, flirting with, or satisfying a Goddess in various ways.) Abilities: Weapon Maker Clone Creation Summonable Goddesses: 0 (More summonings unlocked by completing special quests.) --- The moment I allocated the stats, my entire body responded. My arms felt denser, my legs lighter, my senses sharper. The G+ Ranked felt Really sluggish as i feel the change of the F--- Rank My body was faster. Stronger. Resilient. I took a deep breath and rolled my shoulders. My muscles didn’t burn anymore—they thrummed with potential. My skin was no longer paper-thin; even a punch from Edward wouldn’t drop me like before. In fact... I smirked. "i could beat atleast 3 G+ with 1 F ranked" Muttering it softly Of course, I wasn’t dumb enough to actually test that theory in public. Not yet. As I stood, stretching slightly, I looked toward Althea again. She had finished purifying herself and was now resting quietly, her eyes closed, a frown still etched lightly on her lips Her cold and detached expression Back...