[Ding! Congratulations, you can now complete your weekly check-in. Would you like to do it now?]
On a weekend morning, Sam was still groggy when a clear voice rang in his ears.
Sam glanced at the clock instinctively. "It’s only 6 a.m. Does your system start working this early?"
"..."
The system didn’t respond at all.
Predictably, his underwear was wet again. Sam changed into a new pair of clean underwear and then chose to check in.
[Congratulations on completing your second week’s check-in.]
[Ding! You have received a check-in reward!]
[Ten charm points!]
"..."
[Your current ability values are:]
[Intelligence: 40]
[Physical Strength: 43]
[Power: 34]
[Luck: 30]
[Charm: 94]
[Sexual Desire: 115]
Is this so kind of joke?
A weekly check-in for just ten charm points?
Give a break!
Did they want to make his life even more troubleso? And Sam was already very handso; his charm was so high that even a 90-year-old lady could be attracted. Couldn’t they increase other attributes, even luck would be fine!
However, Sam didn’t have high expectations for a check-in system that required no effort and gave rewards weekly for free.
If it could grant sothing extraordinary, there would be no need to conquer female leads. He could just hide at ho and wait to automatically beco a superhero.
Of course, these were just Sam’s overly idealistic fantasies.
If that were the case, there would be no challenge in this ga world. Sam would be invincible just by living.
If he relied solely on check-ins without pursuing female leads, the most he might gain would be luck, charm, or even sexual desire, which are not very useful and only increase Sam’s troubles.
Sam got out of bed and went about his morning routine as usual.
Looking in the mirror, he noticed he had beco even more handso. At this rate, he might beco the enemy of all n in the world.
Today was destined to be a special day. The exams were over, and the ti he promised Angel was approaching.
Sam didn’t delay any longer. Nearly exhausting her patience, he had set the ti for this afternoon, the sa as last ti, and of course, at the sa place.
It was still early, so Sam went for a morning run and picked up a hamburger for breakfast on the way back.
Today, he didn’t bump into his female neighbor. Probably, Zoe was taking advantage of the weekend to sleep in.
After returning, Sam took a shower and finished his burger. He then played video gas for a while and, noticing the ti, got ready to leave.
His outfit today was pretty casual: a pair of denim jeans and an oversized, long-hemd T-shirt. The neckline was slightly open, not the traditional crew or V-neck, but more like an off-the-shoulder design ant for girls.
According to Sam’s taste, he wouldn’t normally wear such clothes. It was his sister Ava who had bought it for him a while back, insisting it was the latest trend and that it suited his figure.
Sam wasn’t sure if it was really trendy, but there was no doubt he was a human clothes hanger, the perfect model. He could easily pull off any style of clothing and make it uniquely his.
Standing at the bus stop, Sam attracted many glances. Even on the bus, he noticed girls sneakily taking pictures of him with their phones.
He didn’t mind too much; after all, being handso is an art form, and art is ant to be shared.
Finally, he arrived at the familiar Cherry Blossom Avenue. This ti, he had no worries about getting lost and easily found Angel’s iconic house.
Sam knocked on the door, which soon opened to reveal a familiar face, the cute girl he t last ti.
"Sam? Hmph!" Selena looked even more youthful and adorable in denim shorts, white slippers, and a pink T-shirt tucked into her shorts. Her body was still developing, at least her chest was nowhere near Angel’s impressive size.
Sam smiled at Selena. "What’s up? Aren’t you happy to see ?"
Selena glared at Sam, clearly displeased. "It’s because of you that my ga console got confiscated last ti!"
It seed Angel was indeed a woman of her word, strict even with her family mbers.
Sam shrugged helplessly. "That was all Angel’s doing. Blaming won’t do you any good, you know."
Selena stamped her feet in annoyance. "My ga console is gone! Waaah, do you have any idea how I’ve been getting by these past few weeks? You don’t have a clue! You don’t even care!!"
True, Sam really didn’t know, and frankly, he didn’t care.
But after all, Selena was a cute girl, and she hadn’t crossed paths much with Sam in the ga. Therefore, Sam didn’t dislike her; instead, he smiled and patted her head.
"There, there, I’ll try talking to your sister today about getting your console back, okay?"
Selena’s eyes widened with surprise. "Really?"
Sam smiled and asked, "Still think I’m annoying?"
"Of course not! You’re so cool, Sam, how could I dislike you? Co on in, my sister has been waiting for you for ages." Children’s moods are so straightforward, she was excited in an instant.
Selena led Sam to the familiar room.
There were no servants to be seen in the large courtyard, probably because Angel had asked the maid and other staff to leave earlier, which was typical of her style.
"Sam, you better rember what you promised !" Selena looked at Sam anxiously.
Sam smiled and nodded. Selena went off to play, and Sam knocked on the room door.
It was eerily quiet inside, so quiet that one couldn’t even hear breathing. But soon, a familiar voice called out, "Co in."
Sam pushed the door open and looked inside. He hadn’t closed the door yet, but in an instant, he was nearly breathless.
He stood frozen in the doorway.
Don’t get it wrong, it wasn’t a pause in ti. He had just gotten a clear view of everything inside. There was only one person there, Angel.
Just one look, and it was as if Sam was under a spell. Not because Angel had used her powers, but at that mont, she possessed such magic.
Her attire was neither exaggerated nor flashy.
A black spaghetti strap dress, pure white knee-high stockings that were semi-transparent. Her long hair was loosely tied at the back of her head.
She turned to look directly at Sam. Her bare face was flawless, her deep, luminous eyes had an enchanting charm, like that of a goddess.
The smooth shoulders revealed by her dress, and below, a pair of full, perky breasts creating a deep cleavage under the restraint of the fabric.
Sam couldn’t deny it; he was srized by Angel’s appearance. She was cool yet stunningly beautiful. Simple, yet incredibly elegant.
Seeing Sam’s slightly dazed gaze, Angel tilted her head back, accentuating the beautiful curve of her slender neck and perfectly sculpted jawline, like a work of art.
She wasn’t smiling, yet she was captivating.
"A country boy seeing a princess for the first ti probably looks just like this."
Facing Angel, saying he was a country boy wasn’t far from the truth. And she indeed resembled a noble princess.
Only, this beautiful princess looked rather... seductive today.
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