Recap:
I survived my virgin debut with the swordswoman. Flustered, sweaty, and barely dignified, I had unlocked my first System skill: Accidental Seduction. Somehow, I was still alive. Somehow, I was expected to "train" further.
I took a deep, shaky breath, hoping that maybe the System would finally give me a break.
Ha. Silly, hopelessly optimistic me.
"Vessel," the System chimed in my head, voice dripping with amusement.
Next Quest: Advanced Flirtation and Physical Engagement. Objective: Increase intimacy skill to Level 2.
I froze. Level 2? My virgin brain short-circuited. Level 1 hadn't even been mastered without falling on her chest multiple times.
System: Panic detected. Recommended Action: Embrace panic. Panic boosts Desire output.
I groaned, pacing the clearing like a trapped animal. My thoughts spiraled. Okay, okay… maybe this time I can just… not touch her. Or trip. Or die. Yeah, that's possible. Totally possible.
Then, as if the universe wanted to mock me, I saw her again — the swordswoman, standing under a tree, sword resting against her shoulder, practicing with effortless grace. Each swing was precise, deadly, mesmerizing. My stomach twisted.
System: Target identified. Recommended Action: Initiate teasing encounter.
I swallowed. I approached, trying to look casual. I failed. Immediately.
"Uh… practicing? Sword skills… deadly… sexy?" My words came out rushed and awkward, like someone hitting random keys on a piano.
System: +15 Flustered Hero Points. High risk of humiliation.
Her eyes flicked toward me, sharp as knives. "You never learn, do you?" she said, voice icy yet… just faintly amused.
I puffed my chest out, trying to look heroic. Ended up tripping over a tiny root. My arms flailed, and somehow, my hand grazed her side.
System: Critical Touch Detected. +30 Desire Points. Skill: Beginner's Lust Strike upgraded.
"Uh… totally intentional," I stammered, frantically trying to cover the accidental contact. "Just… very hands-on combat training! Very… effective!"
She pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled sharply. "You are ridiculous."
"Ridiculous? Maybe. But sexy too. Did you feel that? Totally consensual… not creepy at all."
System: Warning. Clumsiness levels exceed safe thresholds. Risk: System-induced laughter from target.
She didn't laugh loudly. She just… let out a quiet, dangerous chuckle. My brain froze. That was a laugh? A laugh at me?
Step 2: Emotional Teasing — Objective: Make target aware of your presence without direct aggression. Bonus: Heartbeat monitoring.
Heartbeat monitoring? My heart was already hammering like a drumline on steroids. Palms sweaty. Knees weak. Entire body screaming panic.
I leaned casually against a tree. Misjudged distance. Fell forward. Pressed against her chest.
"Stop moving like an idiot!" she snapped. But there was… a hint of warmth? Confusion? My mind short-circuited again.
System: Desired effect achieved. Desire Points +50. Achievement unlocked: Flustered Hero Level 2.
I scrambled back, muttering, "I'm… totally fine… not dying… yet."
She let out a quiet sigh and returned to her practice. But each time she glanced at me, my heart jumped like it was auditioning for the Olympics.
Then the System popped up again.
Step 3: Controlled Proximity — Objective: Maintain contact for at least 10 seconds without catastrophic embarrassment. Bonus: Increase familiarity metric.
I blinked. Ten seconds? With her? My legs shook, palms sweating. I could already feel my dignity slipping further into the void.
I tried to act casual. Reached toward my sword to "adjust it," and ended up accidentally brushing her waist. My heart nearly exploded.
System: Fluster Level Critical. Recommended Action: Panic appropriately.
I panicked. She didn't scream. Didn't shove me. Only shifted slightly, subtly. My brain couldn't process it. She's… allowing this? Testing me?
System: Excellent. Emotional tension rising. Desire skill efficiency increased.
An hour of pure chaos followed:
I tripped over my own feet while trying to bow dramatically.
Fumbled and grabbed her sword bag, which wasn't even full, thank the gods.
Accidentally brushed her arm while "checking footing."
Nearly collided with her legs while backing away, landing awkwardly against her hip.
System: Excellent performance in Clumsy Seduction. Recommended Action: Observe microexpressions. Bonus: +20 Desire Points.
At one point, she glanced at me from the corner of her eye. A flicker of curiosity flashed across her face. Curiosity? She's… interested? My chest tightened. I may also have accidentally pressed myself slightly closer than intended.
System: Fluster critical. Suggested Action: Freeze and flail mentally.
I froze. My mind screamed. My body betrayed me. And somehow… she didn't push me away. She didn't even speak. Just let her gaze linger.
By the end of the "training session," I was:
Exhausted
Sweaty
Red-faced
Pants still mostly on
The swordswoman returned to her sword practice, but occasionally glanced my way. My chest throbbed with excitement, terror, and confusion.
I sank to the ground, muttering, "Well… survived again. Barely. But I think… maybe I'm improving?"
System: Congratulations, Vessel. Beginner training complete. Next Objective: Controlled Seduction. Hint: Higher risk, higher reward. Suggested Target: Same as before.
Oh great. Same target.
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Next chapter: The System ups the stakes — forced "solo training" that is anything but innocent, leading to more flustered accidents and growing tension between the Vessel and the swordswoman.
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