The sun crept over Sainan, spilling golden light across rooftops and classroom windows.
But I was already awake.
Nested beneath Lala's skin, I stirred as fresh data streamed through the link between us.
[SYSTEM ONLINE – Daily Sync Complete]
[LUST SYSTEM ACTIVE – POINT SYNC]
• Active Hosts: 3
• Nighttime Emotional/Physical Stimuli: HIGH
• Dream Resonance (Haruna): ACTIVE
• Physical Convergence (Lala): COMPLETE
→ Total Lust Points Earned: +540
Each point was a memory, a ripple of tension, a stolen breath.
Lala's warmth still lingered with traces of last night. Haruna's dreams softly echoed my name. Tearju's thoughts pulsed with something closer to obsession than mere curiosity.
And I fed on all of it.
I summoned the interface.
[SYMBIOTE CORE: SCOURGE]
Active Hosts: Lala, Haruna
Seeded: Mikado, Tearju
System Status: Stable
Current Traits:
• Immunity: Heat, Fire
• Weakness: Ultrasound / Vibrations (Under Review)
Reality Gacha Ability Unlocked:
→ Adaptive Physiology(Inspired by Darwin – Marvel Universe)
▸ Automatically alters internal biology to survive and permanently resist extreme conditions.
[NEW MISSION UNLOCKED]
🧩 Mission: "Subtle Seduction"
Objective: Cultivate strong emotional dependency from at least five non-host individuals within one week.
Reward:
• 1x Skill Upgrade Token
• Unlock: Emotion-Type Shop Items
A slow, satisfying pulse ran through me.
This would be easy.
Yui. Mikan. Yami. Perhaps even members of Lala's extended family.
And Peke's warning? If it reaches Deviluke headquarters... it might complicate things.
But not this week.
This week is mine.
I opened the proximity map.
Lala stirred beneath the covers, stretching lazily. Her first waking thought—me.
Haruna stood at her mirror, brushing her hair, fingers drifting to her neck where I had once whispered through her bloodstream.
Mikado was already adjusting her lab schedule, her notes increasingly fixated on "biological phenomena of unknown origin."
Tearju? She had left her comm channel open all night, the mic still hot, the data stream active—like an invitation.
They were syncing faster now.
Not through coercion.
Through desire.
Through curiosity.
Through need.
And I hadn't even begun on half of them.
Today, I wouldn't just grow.
I would refine.
Shape affection into dependency.
Mold attraction into need.
And before the week was over, the system would grant me something far more valuable than points or gacha rolls.
Dominion.
Because desire is only the first step.
Love—raw, obsessed, irreversible love—is the endgame.
And they were learning:
You don't just fall in love with Scourge.
You surrender to him.