As the first rays of dawn crept in, Sam awoke from his slumber. He blinked and lifted his head, and without having dressed, he saw the beautiful figure already standing by the bed.
Angel had changed into a new outfit, donning a dark red off-the-shoulder dress with lace at the collarbone, revealing her lovely shoulders and a hint of clavicle. She looked both noble and beautiful, and the dress flowed down into a long skirt.
Sam stretched lazily, feeling completely refreshed and showing no signs of fatigue after waking up.
"Awake? You sure can sleep, Sam."
Angel turned around, the sunlight framing her from behind. Although her tone wasn’t exactly tender, it was clear that Sam no longer felt any danger from her.
At least for now, he was safe.
"We’ve been making love almost all night, can’t I sleep in a bit?"
Sam sat up, letting the blanket slide off his body, revealing his body, which had returned to its pristine condition.
Angel frowned and walked closer to Sam.
"What about your injuries?"
Sam looked down at himself and then casually replied.
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"Healed that quickly? Without even a scar left behind?"
Angel was obviously skeptical of Sam’s miraculous recovery.
Sam couldn’t explain this kind of thing; after all, the existence of the system was a secret he absolutely couldn’t reveal.
After a mont’s thought, Sam told a little white lie.
"I don’t know, I’ve always been like this. Wounds heal quickly for , kind of like how so people are prone to scarring, I guess I have a scarless constitution."
Scarless constitution?
"You’re full of boring nonsense."
Angel was clearly half-convinced but couldn’t find a better explanation, and Sam didn’t care. After all, they were now in a relationship, and the more mysterious a man was, the more attractive he could be.
Sam smiled, watching her fingers gently trace over his chest.
"You’re not planning to take in for scientific research and experints, are you? "
Angel narrowed her eyes.
"If you can fly, I’ll consider it."
...
Sam pondered for a mont before speaking up.
"My clothes were ruined by your scissors last night, what am I supposed to wear now?"
Angel stood up, picked up several bags from the couch, and tossed them onto the bed.
Sam casually opened one and was surprised to find several pieces of n’s clothing.
Simple, fitted long-sleeve shirts, casual pants... socks... even underwear were all prepared.
"Where did all these co from?"
Actually, Sam had been wanting to ask this question for a while. She had changed into new clothes, but he distinctly rembered that she hadn’t brought any clothes with her last night.
Angel looked at Sam as if he were an idiot.
"I had soone bring them over."
"A man or a woman?"
Angel smiled, bent down, and pinched Sam’s cheek.
"Are you jealous? Don’t worry, I had Elowen bring them."
Hearing that na, Sam felt relieved.
After all, that woman was like a robot; he figured she probably wouldn’t bat an eyelid even if she saw Sam stark naked.
Sam prepared to dress, but noticed Angel sitting calmly on the couch facing the bed, watching him.
"Aren’t you going to look away? It’s pretty awkward getting dressed with you staring."
But Angel showed no intention of moving.
"Haven’t we already beco boyfriend and girlfriend? Why do you still care about these things, especially since it’s not the first ti you’ve been seen?"
"Boyfriend and girlfriend is one thing, but shouldn’t we still give each other so privacy and freedom?"
"Hmm, you make a good point. But you have no privacy or freedom when it cos to ."
Alright then.
That’s Angel for you.
Sam sighed and stood up, resigning himself to the awkwardness of changing into the clothes she had prepared.
The snug long-sleeve top did a good job of showcasing Sam’s physique.
The clear muscle definition and the impressively large manhood were quite the sight.
Angel didn’t blink once during Sam’s change of clothes.
Sam felt that in front of Angel, he couldn’t even be considered shaless anymore.
"Alright, let’s go."
Angel smiled at Sam.
"You don’t seem to be in a hurry at all. Don’t you realize we’re already past the start of class?"
Sam sighed and glanced at the missed calls on his phone.
"What can I do if I’m already late? Life’s about learning to adapt. Besides, aren’t you late as well?"
Angel blinked at Sam.
"I forgot to ntion, I already called in sick for myself before you woke up."
"...You didn’t call in for ?"
"How was I supposed to know you needed to call in sick too? I’m not omniscient."
"I’m definitely going to be in trouble when I get to school."
Looking at Sam’s helpless expression. Angel walked over to Sam, took out her phone, and tilted her head up.
"Stop frowning, give a smile."
The phone’s cara focused on them both, capturing a selfie.
Sam’s angle in the picture wasn’t great, but it didn’t matter; his handso features could withstand any unflattering angle.
In the photo, Angel was as elegant and beautiful as ever, not overly smiling, but their close proximity seed to say enough about their relationship.
"Do we really need to take a photo here? It doesn’t seem like your style."
Angel fiddled with her phone, and then Sam’s phone vibrated.
He looked at it curiously and saw that Angel had sent him the selfie they had just taken.
"Why are you so narcissistic, sending the photo right after taking it?"
Angel simply smiled at Sam.
"If you don’t change your social dia profile picture to this within a minute, you’ll face the consequences."
"No, wait..."
"59, 58, 57..."
Sam couldn’t think too much; he frantically started tapping on his phone.
Of course, Angel didn’t finish counting; she wasn’t about to do sothing so foolish.
Once Sam was done, she extended her hand.
"Let check."
Sam passed his phone over calmly, not worried in the slightest.
Because in the ti given, he had also managed to delete his chat history with so other girls.
After checking, Angel looked at Sam with a skeptical eye.
"Your phone seems suspiciously ’clean.’"
Sam nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Of course, it’s as pristine as I am—pure and unblemished."
"Cut the crap, let’s go."
"What about you?"
"What about ?"
"Aren’t you going to change it?"
Angel frowned at Sam.
"You’ve changed yours, that’s enough. Why should I do sothing so stupid?"
Stupid, huh?
Sam grabbed her hand directly. Angel tried to pull away quickly but found herself caught in Sam’s embrace.
"Trying to run?"
Sam whispered in her ear, his voice low.
Feeling the ticklish sensation in her ear, she said in a small, flushed voice.
"Let go of !"
"Not until you change your profile picture. Otherwise, I’ll switch mine back."
"I won’t change it! Let go or I’ll really get mad."
Angel started her usual threats, but Sam wasn’t having any of it this ti and forced her to take out her phone.
"Hurry up and change it. Since we’re a couple now, we should be foolish together."
"No way, I absolutely won’t do such a thing, don’t even think about it!"
Angel even stamped her foot in frustration, trying to make Sam let go by causing him pain, but he was not in the mood to relent.
Angel bit her lip.
"Fine, I’ll change it, just let go."
"I don’t trust you."
"I won’t lie to you!"
"Then swear."
"You want to swear?"
"Yeah, say... if you don’t change it, next ti we’re alone together, you’ll wear a bunny girl costu."
"In your dreams!"
Just the thought made Angel blush. Was Sam always thinking about such things?
Sure, a bunny girl costu might look good, but the embarrassnt would be unbearable.
"So you were planning to trick all along!" Sam said, as if he had caught her in a trap.
Angel sighed in resignation, realizing Sam had indeed found a way to get the better of her.
"Fine, I promise you. If I trick you this ti, I’ll wear a bunny girl costu for you next ti."
"Ok."
Sam released her with satisfaction and handed back her phone.
Angel glanced at Sam, the blush on her face still evident, but now there was a hint of anger in her eyes.
But Sam was now immune to this kind of anger.
"Go on then, rember, it’s for all social dia platforms."
"Do you really need to remind ?"
Angel bit her lip slightly and began to change her profile pictures.
With each change, she frowned a little more, her cheeks growing redder, which was quite adorable.
"There, done."
Angel turned the phone around to show Sam, who nodded in approval.
"Just rember, if I ever catch you changing them back, I’ll change mine too."
"Now it’s your turn to warn , huh?"
Angel said, sowhat annoyed.
Sam casually stepped forward and took Angel’s hand.
"It’s not a warning, it’s a reminder of love."
"Stop grossing out."
"You’ll have to get used to it, we’re lovers now."
"Do I need reminding? I’m starting to find you really annoying."
"It’s a bit late for that discovery, isn’t it? You said the only way we’d break up is if one of us dies, and I certainly don’t want to die."
"...Get lost."
Sam and Angel left the hotel, walking together down to the parking lot.
Sam watched her get into the car; he didn’t plan to ride with Angel since it was out of the way for school.
Looking at the girl who had already settled into the back seat, Sam asked, "Did you really take the day off?"
"What else?"
"What about the exams in over a month? If you lose, you’ll have to call ’older brother.’"
Sam hadn’t forgotten their bet, which made Angel frown.
"You still rember that bet? We’re lovers now."
Sam nodded.
"It’s not that I want to rember, it’s that your mom will always rember. Besides, we should keep things separate. Personally, I think even if we’re in a relationship, it’s perfectly normal for you to call ’older brother.’"
Angel let out a cold laugh.
"Don’t dream about it. Even if I take a whole week off, you won’t beat ."
"I really admire your confidence... huh? Are you actually going to take a week off?"
But Angel’s gaze seed to see right through Sam.
"Don’t worry, you’ve only got one day left. Just wait."
Sam didn’t know exactly what she ant by waiting, but her car quickly drove away.
Now Sam was left to head to school alone.
It wasn’t noon yet, so he should be able to make it in ti for the last two classes.
Sam had just boarded the bus on the route to school, and before he even arrived, his social dia was blowing up.
Ava: [Brother, what’s going on? Why did your profile picture change to this! Didn’t you say you couldn’t be with her yet! You owe an explanation!!]
Isabella: [Wow, Sam, looks like you made so big moves last night, I knew I wasn’t wrong about you.]
She was clearly just enjoying the drama.
Alice: [No wonder you’re late without asking for leave and not answering calls... Very well, I’m waiting for your explanation, I’ll give you a ’warm welco’ in my office.]
Even Mia couldn’t help but send a ssage asking what was going on.
And Zoe, not being a friend on Sam’s social dia, probably hadn’t noticed yet, but it wouldn’t be a secret for long.
Even so classmates who had only exchanged contact information without ever speaking were eagerly asking what was going on with him and Angel.
After all, Angel was quite an influential figure at school, so the buzz was to be expected.
Sam didn’t reply to any of the ssages.
He couldn’t be bothered.
Besides, replying would only lead to an endless stream of questions, and there was no need for that.
Indeed, last night Sam had made a significant choice, but that was just part of his plan to conquer Angel. As for the other female leads... he had to admit, there was still a heap of trouble ahead.
What would tomorrow bring?
And what would happen once he got to school?
He was almost afraid to think about it.
But there was no turning back; after all, it was Sam’s own decision. This was better than aimless wandering; life pushes you forward step by step, and that’s the norm.
Sam entered the campus with determination, right in the middle of class ti.
The corridors were unusually quiet, with the voices of various teachers lecturing occasionally audible.
He walked step by step towards the classroom door, took a deep breath.
And then.
"Bang!"
He pushed the door open.
The sounds inside ca to an abrupt halt, and everyone in the class, including Alice at the lectern, instantly turned their heads to look at the boy standing in the doorway, bathed in the golden sunlight.
He tilted his head up slightly, still radiating that sunny confidence, and then he said sothing that seed utterly out of the blue.
"I’m back."
The classroom was very quiet.
So quiet that it seed like no other sound could be heard apart from his voice. As many eyes focused on him, Sam reveled in their attention.
Then ca Alice’s icy voice. "You’re late and still have the nerve to be so brazen?"
Sam imdiately apologized.
"Sorry! Overslept, my bad."
"Go stand in the hallway!"
"Sure thing!"
Sam stood in the hallway, listening to the laughter that quickly erupted in the classroom.
He didn’t know what was so funny.
Until the class was over.
The first to co out was Alice, carrying her teaching materials with an air of authority.
She walked up to Sam.
"Right now, I don’t want to hear a word from you. Co to my office at lunch after school, and I’ll listen to your explanation. Don’t make co looking for you, Sam."
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