The Heart System

Chapter 259: Chapter 259

Fucking hell, finally. This quest had me crawling through vents, sprinting across rooftops, chasing a guy through traffic like some underpaid stunt actor. But the rewards made every bruise worth it. Buying the Main Quest from the Shop turned out to be the best investment I’d made.

If my calculations were right, I was sitting on 2800 credits. Filthy rich. I could reset Pleasure, raise the cap to thirty, and go wild. But not now. Not when Nala still looked like she was holding the whole damn company on her shoulders.

“Nala,” I said quietly.

I stood, walked up behind her, and slid my arms around her waist. She let out a small, tired breath the moment my hands touched her. When I kissed her neck, she tilted her head slightly, her hair brushing against my cheek. She leaned back, resting her weight against me like she’d been fighting gravity all day.

“So… this is over,” she said, her voice soft, almost unreadable.

I rested my chin on top of her head, watching snow drift down the glass like falling ash. “Yeah. Finally.”

She squeezed my forearm gently, almost absentmindedly, the gesture warm and grounding. “Thank you, Evan,” she murmured, turning her head just enough to kiss the back of my hand. “I wouldn’t have gotten through this without you.”

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EVENT

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Nala’s Interest +35

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I smiled, lowering my hands to her hips and pulling her a little closer. “Hey. I wouldn’t be here without you either. So I’d say we’re even.”

She let out a quiet laugh, the kind she only did when she was finally letting tension bleed out of her. “By the way, I knew sextuple was a thing.”

“Oh, so you’re not some uneducated CEO?” I teased, nudging her gently with my chin.

She grinned. “Yeppers.”

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WOMEN – INTERACTIONS

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Jasmine: Interest: 40 / 60★★

Kayla: Interest: 23 / 40★

Tessa: Interest: 27 / 40★

Kim: Interest: 35 / 40★

Delilah: Interest: 75 / 80★★★

Cora: Interest: 100 / 100★★★★★

Mendy: Interest: 6 /20

Nala: Interest: 100 /100★★★★★

Penelope: Interest: 5 /20

Minne: Interest: 23 /40★

Ivy: Interest: 2/20

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Progress:

★☆☆☆☆ – 20 Interest: Milestone reward

★★☆☆☆ – 40 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★☆☆ – 60 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★☆ – 80 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★★ -100 Interest: Milestone reward

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Select a woman to track progress.

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We stood there for a moment, just watching the snowfall blur into white streaks. She leaned her head back against my shoulder again, and I felt something warm spread through my chest. Hitting the milestone with her felt different. Not just like I unlocked a reward. It felt like she finally trusted me with something… dunno, precious.

I wasn’t just some guy drifting through life anymore.

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Milestone Reached!

Partner: Nala

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Reward:

750c

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Not bad. Could’ve used some EXP too, but with 3550 credits total, I wasn’t exactly hurting.

“Let’s head home,” Nala said.

She turned around fully, sliding her arms around my torso this time and holding me close, almost burying her forehead into my collarbone. I wrapped her up, her body warm against mine. I could feel her relax, really relax, for the first time today.

“Sure,” I said, brushing my hand along her back as she stepped away.

“Phew…” She walked toward her desk, heels clicking lightly.

“No surprises are waiting for me, right?” I asked with a smirk.

“You never know,” she said, giving me a slow, tired smile over her shoulder before grabbing her coat.

This woman… fuck. I was the luckiest man alive.

❤︎‬‪‪❤︎‬‪‪❤︎

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REPUTATION SYSTEM (LVL 11)

VILLAIN░░░░░░░████░░░░░ HERO

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Helping Nala: +50

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Current Reputation: Big-Hearted

– More EXP gain when making your

partner climax.

– Mystery Chest for each Sexual

Activity completed.

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Nice. I was apparently in the Big-Hearted reputation rank now. And with that came a perk I could absolutely get behind. For every intimate encounter, I’d get a Mystery Chest. Sign me the hell up.

I sat on the bed, pushing a pillow upright so I could lean back against it, sinking into the soft cushion. The UI hovered in front of me like some floating hologram tablet. I flicked the reputation screen away, fingers moving through the glowing menus, and opened the Shop again. 3550 credits to my name. Time to burn through them before I second-guessed everything.

I didn’t even let myself think. I bought ten Ability Points in one go and slammed the UI closed with a swipe.

“Now,” I muttered under my breath, stretching my legs out across the bed. “Let’s see…”

Four points already. Ten more purchased. Fourteen total. And with my Pleasure sitting at twenty before the reset, I’d get ten refunded when dropping it back to one. Ten refunded, ten repurchased, plus the fourteen I had—easy math. I pulled up the stat window.

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CURRENT STATS

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Strength: 10

Charm : 12

– Manipulative Charm

⤷ Honeyed Words (⏹⏹⏹⏹⏹)

⤷ Gaslight (⏹☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Emotional Charisma (☐☐☐☐☐)

– Seductive Allure

Libido : 10

Pleasure: 25

⤷ Sensory Overload (☐☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Erogenous Insight (⏹)

⤷ Bliss Multiplier (☐☐☐☐☐)

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Good. Twenty-five points dumped into Pleasure. Felt nice seeing those numbers go up. Next goal? Libido. If I wanted the stamina to actually keep up with… well, everyone, I needed that shit higher. That night with Kayla and the others proved it. I hit the wall because Libido was too low, not because I was satisfied.

And there it was: another skill tree under Pleasure. Not locked this time. Bliss Multiplier. I tapped it.

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Bliss Multiplier

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After each intimate encounter,

you earn a percentage of the XP

gained as credits. The more

intense and fulfilling the experience,

the greater the reward.

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Level 1: 10% of EXP gained as credits.

Level 2: 15% of EXP gained as credits.

Level 3: 20% of EXP gained as credits.

Level 4: 25% of EXP gained as credits.

Level 5: 30% of EXP gained as credits.

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Holy shit. Credits based on sex-earned EXP? That was basically passive income from orgasms. I bought one Mastery Point without hesitating and dropped it straight into Bliss Multiplier.

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SHOP

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• Aphrodisiac Drink (10c)

• Silk Lingerie Set (25c)

• Sensual Massage Oil (15c)

• Mystery Pleasure Toy (30c)

• Flirt Potion (20c)

• Hypnotic Perfume (40c)

• Time Stop (90c)

• 500 Dollars (50c)

• 1 Ability Point (150c)

• 1 Mastery Point (160c)

• Main Quest Unlock (Bought)

• Desire Aura (100c)

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Credits: 1890c

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After buying one Mastery point, I put that into Bless Multiplier and exhaled. Now, I had to test this on someone. And since Jasmine was in bath, Nala, Kim and Tessa was working… Minne.

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CURRENT STATS

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Strength: 10

Charm : 12

– Manipulative Charm

⤷ Honeyed Words (⏹⏹⏹⏹⏹)

⤷ Gaslight (⏹☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Emotional Charisma (☐☐☐☐☐)

– Seductive Allure

Libido : 10

Pleasure: 25

⤷ Sensory Overload (☐☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Erogenous Insight (⏹)

⤷ Bliss Multiplier (⏹☐☐☐☐)

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“Minne!” I called. “Can you come here for a second?”

A few seconds later, the master bedroom door cracked open after a polite knock. Minne peeked in first before stepping inside, hands folded neatly in front of her apron, cheeks already slightly pink.

“Yes, Master?” she said, closing the door quietly behind her. She stepped closer with small, light steps, looking up at me with that shy smile that could melt metal.

“May I borrow some of your time, Minne?” I asked, giving her a soft grin.

“O-of course, Master! Always.” She nodded quickly, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her apron.

“This isn’t something you have to do,” I said gently, getting up. “You can always say no.”

She shook her head instantly. “If Master wants it, I’m always ready,” she murmured, her voice tiny but sincere.

And that—shit. That didn’t sit right. The way she said it made something uncomfortable twist in my chest. It felt like she thought she owed me something. Like I was pressuring her even though I wasn’t trying to. I rubbed the back of my neck, looked at her soft expression, then stood up.

No. I wasn’t going to treat her like a guinea pig for a new skill.

I stepped close and rested my hand gently on her shoulder. “How about we go outside?” I asked. “Buy you some new clothes?”

She blinked, surprised. Her hands froze mid-fidget, and she looked down with a shy flush. “Oh… I wouldn’t want to steal your time, Master.”

“Come on,” I laughed, nudging her shoulder lightly. “It’ll be fun. And we’ll take the others too. Group shopping.”

“I’m… do you really think I’m worth that kind of treatment, Master?” she whispered, tilting her head down while her eyes flicked up at me, nervous and hopeful.

I cupped her cheeks with both hands and leaned in until our foreheads nearly touched. She stiffened in surprise, then slowly relaxed into my hands. I kissed her forehead softly.

“You’re worth more than you know, Minne,” I said with a small smile, releasing her gently as I stepped toward the door. “Go change out of your maid outfit. We’re heading out.”

Nala’s voice reached us from the dining table. “Outside?”

“Yep,” I called back. “Girls, come on. Enough work. We’re going out. Shopping. Fun. All that good stuff.”

“Shopping, yes!” Jasmine shouted from the bathroom, her voice echoing slightly. I heard a hair dryer click off. “There’s that dress I wanted to try on. Pretty sure it’s on discount now!”

“Well, then.” I clapped my hands once, grinning as Minne walked into the living room with a bounce in her step. “Everybody get ready. We’re about to become the slaves of capitalism for a few hours.”

A knock came at the door. Not loud, but sharp enough to cut through the chatter inside. I walked over, rubbing my palm against my thigh as I leaned toward the peephole.

What the hell?