The Heart System

Chapter 951: Chapter 951

Everything went dark, as if I no longer existed. Just... nothingness. Then, a few seconds later, the world came back to me. I was holding the handle of the car door, looking at my own reflection in the window. Fuck... she had given me a quest? She wanted me to earn that amount of experience points in just two days? Crazy bitch.

But I had to do it. Delilah was pregnant, according to her. And I really didn’t want her to... take the baby again. I had to complete this quest no matter what. That probably meant literally nonstop fucking and lots of quests.

The dungeon could work too. But I was still at the beginning of it. Not a lot of EXP was coming in from there. And I had such a short time. I couldn’t risk going in and dying, then possibly getting a penalty to my EXP. There was no room for error... fuck. What was I going to do?

"Are you okay?" Amelia asked as she began walking.

"Oh, yeah," I forced a smile. "Dropped my... my keys. You go ahead. I’ll... I have some stuff to do."

"Okay... thanks again, by the way."

"Yep. See ya."

She began walking toward the giant TechForge building. I stayed where I was.

I had to cancel our little date with Layla. I had to be with the others... unless the system had some quests for me with Layla. Shit, when was the last time I checked the quest menu? I was getting sloppy because I had gotten used to being pampered with so much EXP from Mana.

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QUEST AVAILABLE

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Have anal sex with Layla.

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Reward(s): 4200 EXP

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Well... 4200 EXP. Good. Very good. But it wasn’t enough. If I wanted to really earn a good amount of experience points, I had to invest more points into Pleasure. Because the more times I made my partner orgasm in bed, the more EXP I’d earn. And since I had loads of credits...

Fuck it.

56,015 credits to my name. This was enough for me to spend without any regrets. No more saving up for the worst times or holding back in case something new popped up in the Shop. Because if I didn’t spend it now, that was when I’d regret it.

I bought 100 ability points and confirmed it... 50,000c gone just like that. But it was worth it.

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Evan Marlowe [Level 24]

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EXP: 40190/42500

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Current Credits: 6015c

Current SC: 100

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"Okay," I muttered, grabbing my cigarette pack.

I now had 116 points. Almost immediately, I reset the Pleasure skill, which dropped it back to 1 and refunded me 30 points. 146 points now.

I dumped sixty-nine of them into it and brought it up to 70. That left me with 77 points... which called for another reset. I reset Pleasure one more time and got refunded 35 points, totaling 112. Man, I really hated math. It sucked.

"And..."

I dumped seventy-nine points back into the Pleasure skill, bringing it to 80. This was the best I could do. But it still wasn’t enough. I needed more. But fucking how? God damn it. Mana and her sick, wicked games. She was the worst.

Since I had some points left, I put nine into Luck, bringing it to 20.

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CURRENT STATS

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◆ Strength: 30

? Crushing Presence (?????)

◆ Charm: 30

- Manipulative Charm

? Honeyed Words (?????)

? Gaslight (?????)

? Emotional Charisma (?????)

? Seductive Allure (?)

◆ Libido: 20

? Endless Vigor (?????)

◆ Pleasure: 80

? Sensory Overload (?????)

? Erogenous Insight (?)

? Bliss Multiplier (?????)

◆ Luck: 20

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Unused Points: 24

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◆ Passive Skill: On a Roll

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"Okay... guess I’m ready," I muttered. "Man... 150,000 EXP... fucking crazy."

? ? ?

I told Carrie I’d call her to the penthouse... and I guess I was going to do that now. I needed every bit of EXP I could get. I had to use everything I had.

But Kim really wasn’t happy about it. Once I told the other girls that Carrie would be coming today, the reactions were... mixed. Kayla was surprised, sure. Nala was okay with it, since Carrie was the one backing Project Phoenix. Minne didn’t really say anything. The others were kind of okay too. But Kim just... went completely silent. She didn’t say anything to me.

"Kim?"

I knocked on her door and waited. A few seconds later, she opened it with a small smile. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt and shorts. Her hair was a little wet since she had just taken a shower after dinner.

"Hey," I said. "May I come in?"

"Sure."

I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. Her room was a little messy but lived-in. Clothes draped over the back of a chair, a couple of open books on the desk, the bed half-made. It smelled faintly of her shampoo.

"I, uh," I began, "wanted to talk to you about Carrie."

Kim sat at the edge of her bed and crossed her legs. I pulled a chair over from the desk and sat down in front of her. She met my eyes, still wearing that small smile, then shrugged and shook her head slightly.

"I’m over her," she said. "I don’t have any problems with her."

"You just seemed quiet back there," I continued. "Just wanted to make sure you’re okay."

"I am." She exhaled. "Just... I don’t know. Fucking Tom and his family... they never really leave me."

"Well, his mother, more specifically." I smiled. "Though I’m just glad I got to meet you in that shitty apartment."

She chuckled. "Yeah. I feel the same way, Evan."

"Hmm."

"The life I’m living," she said. "Getting manicured every day. Buying stuff without looking at the price tags... I owe you. And you never actually ask for anything in return."

"Well, just don’t slice my throat in my sleep and we’re fine," I laughed.

"Smothering you with a pillow is okay?"

I just exhaled and put both hands up. After our laughter died down, I stood and took a deep breath. Alright... Kim was somewhat okay with Carrie being here. I just wanted this night to go as perfectly as possible. I had to earn a shit-ton of EXP. Or I was fucked. That bitch Mana would ruin Delilah’s pregnancy. I couldn’t allow that. No way.

"You seem a little troubled, though," Kim noted. "Nervous that Carrie’s coming here?"

"Nah. Just have... a lot on my mind," I said. "Anyway, I won’t hold you."

"Yep. See ya, Evan." She held my gaze a little longer. "And love you."

"Love you too."