Seven Sins System

Seven Sins System Chapter 333. Overzealous

The day trudged on, as uneventful as it could be in this endless routines. Well, almost uneventful. Among the humdrum of paperwork and the usual hustle in the academy's infirmary, Katrina had summoned me to her office. It wasn't a medical emergency or a sudden crisis; she simply extended an invitation. Dinner at her place next week.

Now, normally, an invitation from someone like Katrina would ring alarm bells, but she assured me it was just for a casual chat. I mean, I'd made it clear before that I wasn't too keen on being dinner fodder for her or her sister. She laughed it off and insisted it was just a friendly dinner, nothing more to it. So, against my better judgment, I agreed.

Dinner's dinner, right? And I don't turn down free stuff.

So, yeah, next week was dinner at Katrina's place. I would walk into it with eyes wide open and a cautious mind. No telling what might transpire or what secrets might slip out amidst the clinking of forks and the sips of wine.

Apart from that, today's training session was anything but typical. The arena was bustling with activity, and my team—along with Julia's and Puriel's teams—were sharing the same training grounds. It wasn't so much Puriel's presence that was irking me, but rather the mischievous trio who couldn't resist teasing me relentlessly about my relationship with her. It was as if they had nothing better to do than to poke fun at my personal life, and honestly, it was getting on my nerves.

So, I decided to switch into my killer mentor mode, determined to give those cheeky tormentors a taste of their own medicine. I threw everything I had at them during training, pushing them to their limits and making them sweat like never before. Evie and Claire, my succubi, were part of my team, and their stamina was exceptional, so they could handle the intensity without breaking a sweat. It was almost a cakewalk for them, and it only added to the frustration of those teasing trio.

Now, when it came to Puriel, things took an interesting turn. Her displeased look was unmistakable, her gaze drilling into me as if it could burn holes into my very core. She had caught on to the fact that Rachel was also one of my succubi, and that seemed to bother her more than it should. It was as if my choices were a personal affront to her sensibilities.

But I wasn't about to let her annoying stare affect me. Instead, I responded with a cheeky smirk and mouthed words silently to her. 'Yeah, I fucked her. What are you going to do about it?' My intention was to get under her skin, to rile her up, and it worked like a charm. Her irritation grew, etched across her face like a badge of honor, and it was strangely satisfying to watch.