038: Give in?
**Chapter 38**
Sunday passed, and Monday arrived.
I had to take care of the daily quest by hand because Sasha was busy with her friend. I never saw the so-called Judy since I spent the whole day helping Mira and Sara with their studies. Thankfully, Tom and Aunt Elise had gone to visit an old family friend who was seriously ill. It sucked for the guy, but it was a relief for me. Sitting through breakfast in close range of Aunt Elise had nearly made me explode.
Even today, they left again after coming home late the night before. Another company event. Tom probably needed Aunt Elise’s signature since she was still the official owner on paper. As long as she hadn’t done something as reckless as Kara, things would stay manageable.
When I woke up, ate breakfast, and watched them leave, the notifications were already waiting for me.
[Lust level: Red]
[Warning]
[Lust levels at critical]
[The user is advised to relieve himself]
[Berserk state imminent]
The day hadn’t even properly started, and I was already squirming. At least they were gone, giving me the house to myself. Even so, my problems weren’t over. The pink haze was still everywhere—not just in my room, but throughout the entire house.
I didn’t need anyone to explain what it meant. I stood up and walked straight to Aunt Elise’s room. The moment I opened the door, the scent hit me like a physical wave and forced me back a step.
[Warning]
[Warning]
[Lust levels at critical]
I forced the rising lust down and went to her hamper. Exactly as expected, a pair of purple underwear sat inside. I pulled them out with trembling hands. My cock was already rock hard, so I didn’t even bother going back to my own room. I dropped onto her bed, freed myself, and brought the panties to my face. They smelled faintly of lavender—or something similar. Whatever it was, it was pleasant.
Without caring about leaving evidence, I started stroking. Three full minutes of steady rubbing did almost nothing.
[Warning]
[Warning]
[Lust levels at critical]
[Lust level: Red]
[Berserk state imminent]
[The user is advised to relieve himself]
My sanity started to slip. I decided not to fight it the way Rox had. I let the lust take over. The moment I stopped resisting, the pink haze stopped clouding my mind. It was still there, but it no longer fogged my thoughts.
I wrapped the soft satin around my cock and started stroking in earnest. Even though the panties had already been worn, the fabric felt smoother than any tissue or toy I owned. It was like being completely wrapped in that softness.
Barely ten strokes later, I came harder than I had in a long time. The amount was so much that it soaked through the material and started leaking from the edges. The underwear was designed to contain moisture, but this load was too heavy for it. Most of it still stayed inside, and nothing spilled onto the bed. My cock was covered, but the room stayed clean.
[Lust level: Yellow]
One ejaculation had dropped me that far. I sat there for a moment, breathing in the mixed scent of lavender and my own cum, then stood up. There was no way I was leaving the panties behind, and washing them wasn’t an option either. I was also wary of putting them straight into the inventory, so once I reached my room, I wrapped them carefully in a cloth, folded the bundle tight, and buried it deep under the rest of my clothes in the suitcase.
[A.N: The readers might think it’s a stupid decision, but MC is an eighteen-year-old virgin. No matter how good, he’s still inexperienced in some matters. Especially these matters. Also, it’s imperative for the plot.]
After washing my hands, I finished the remaining rounds the old-fashioned way and completed the daily quest. The rest of the day stayed quiet. Sara and Mira had a math exam in the morning and lab exams in the afternoon, so they were gone most of the day. Sasha was out with her friends. Tom and Aunt Elise only returned around dinner time.
I decided to be useful for once and cooked. I wasn’t a professional chef, but I could handle simple food. Tomato soup and fish were easy enough, and everything was available at the local market. For a small experiment, I added something I had bought from the system shop.
[Herb of the morning dew]
[Rank: C+]
[Description: An herb found in the royal gardens of the kingdom of Saritha.
One whiff of this herb can provide an incredible calming effect.
It also tastes amazing.]
[Effect: Cleans impurities in the human body by a small amount]
[Cost: 100 coins]
[Warning: The user is recommended not to waste wealth on this because the purification effect from awakening makes sure the user’s body is in optimal condition]
I bought it despite the system’s warning. A small branch with a few leaves appeared in my hand. I ate one leaf raw—it tasted excellent, though I felt no other effect. I chopped the rest and mixed them into the soup, the fish marinade, and the dressing.
“Wow!” Sasha said the moment the aroma of the fish reached her. The others reacted the same way. Sara was practically drooling.
“This tastes amazing, Tyler. What did you add to it?” Aunt Elise asked.
I smiled. “A special seasoning.”
“You must tell me the recipe.”
“Maybe later.”
We all dug in. The taste really was excellent, though I still felt nothing special from the herb. Everyone else ate like they hadn’t seen food in a month. Aunt Elise and Mira kept some manners, but Sasha and Sara went at it with almost no restraint. Tom was absent—some meeting that, at this hour, probably involved either a bed or bullets. I leaned toward the latter but didn’t particularly care which.
What did worry me was the missing panties. Once was a coincidence. Twice was a pattern. I was the only other male in the house, and Tom had no reason to take them. A young, healthy, hormonal teenager was the obvious suspect. Cloudy judgment had put me in a risky position. I could only hope nothing would come of it.
The next day Sara and Mira left for their final exam. Aunt Elise went out to meet friends. Sasha had school and then a tennis match, so she wouldn’t be back until evening.
I was alone with almost nothing to do. The daily quest was still waiting, but at this point it felt more like a chore than something enjoyable. I decided to leave it until after dinner. Even if Sasha was available later, she would be tired from the match, so I planned to handle it myself.
I locked myself in my room and tried playing games on my phone. Even that felt boring. Nothing held my interest. Eventually I just lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, thinking about the system, my future as a normal human, and my future as whatever I was becoming.
I was so deep in thought that I missed the first two knocks on the door. On the third, I quickly stood up and opened it.
I was surprised by who was standing there—and even more surprised by the state she was in.
“Hey, wanna hang out?”