Chapter 41: Welcome to the Sisters' Tea Party
Facing Jennifer's advances, which would make any man instantly cave, Edward remained surprisingly composed.
He didn't kiss her, but instead quickly opened the system panel in his mind, visible only to him.
Name: Edward Connor
Gender: Male
Age: 18 years old
Main Quest: ???
Inventory: Ebony and Ivory (unlimited bullets), pure silver cross x2, gourmet tablecloth, One-Star Ball, Fenrir motorcycle
Abilities: Photographic Memory, Pure Yang Body, Blessing of the Alluring Goddess EX, Holy Light Special Effect (cosmetic only), Purification, Ox Talisman, Telekinesis EX, Evil Containment Wave
Pets: Marquis, Jennifer (Fledgling Succubus)
Achievements:
[Uno Reverse] — Successfully made a ghost trip over you 3 times[First Blood] — Congratulations, you're no longer a virgin
Gold: 50,879
"Figures," Edward thought.
Fledgling Succubus... sounds like she's got room to grow.
Just as Edward was processing this, Jennifer—seeing he made no move from the couch—showed a flash of hurt and urgency in her mesmerizing blue eyes.
She slowly pushed herself up, her silk nightgown sliding further down her perfect shoulder line. She didn't bother to adjust it, but instead reached out a slender hand and gently grasped Edward's fingers.
Then, she lowered her head, and her warm, soft lips pressed against Edward's fingertips.
It was a kiss of absolute devotion, yet filled with extreme temptation.
A tingling sensation instantly spread from his fingertips throughout Edward's entire body.
"I can't handle this, who the hell could handle this!" Edward groaned internally.
He clasped Jennifer's hand, and with a flick of his other hand, a pair of black stockings materialized in his grasp.
These were the item from the gacha — [Threads of Desire].
The stockings were jet black, made of material that was neither silk nor nylon, and under the light, they shimmered with a strange, dangerous luster that seemed to absorb all light.
Just holding them, he could feel heart-racing magic emanating from them.
"Put these on," Edward's voice carried undeniable authority.
Jennifer looked at the stockings, and far from showing confusion, her eyes erupted with even more fervent obsession.
She took the stockings without hesitation, as if they were some sacred gift.
Right in front of Edward, she slowly sat up straight and lifted one long, slender leg.
The movement was elegant and seductive, every detail pushing the limits of a man's self-control.
As the black material gradually enveloped her fair skin, an indescribable aura—a mixture of sin and divinity—instantly erupted from her.
Her already breathtaking charm, enhanced by the [Threads of Desire], was amplified tenfold, a hundredfold!
Her gaze became deeper, like a vortex that could swallow souls.
Her breathing quickened, and a tempting flush appeared on her pale cheeks. The succubus bloodline within her was completely activated and ignited by this artifact!
Jennifer slowly stood up and walked toward Edward, step by step.
Her aura had completely transformed; she was no longer the cheerleader who needed protection, but an embodiment of desire walking among mortals, a stunning succubus who had just awakened to her power.
"Master..." she spoke, her voice husky and sweet, every syllable like a caress, "I... I'm so hungry..."
Edward pulled her into his arms, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, babe. I'll take care of you."
The curtains in the room moved on their own, slowly closing, completely isolating the room's passionate scene from the outside world...
At the same time.
"Click."
As the door was closed by Edward's parents from the outside, it was like a starting gun.
The living room fell into dead silence.
The smiles on Esther and Emma's faces were instantly wiped away, replaced by scrutiny and coldness completely unsuited to their age.
The air seemed to freeze, and the sunlight streaming through the window brought no warmth.
"Well then, Mom, Dad, and big brother are all gone."
Lily's voice broke the silence.
She turned around, facing the two "new sisters" standing side by side, the obedient and docile expression on her face vanishing without a trace.
On her small face was a condescending coldness, belonging to an apex predator.
"Now, it's just us in the house."
Esther crossed her arms, her thirty-three-year-old soul rapidly calculating within her body disguised as a nine-year-old child.
She scrutinized Lily; this little girl gave her a more direct and dangerous feeling than even the mysterious big brother, Edward.
This was pure survival instinct, recognizing one of her own kind.
"Sister Lily, what do you mean?" Esther's voice still tried to maintain the gentleness of an "older sister," but a hint of wariness had crept into it.
Emma, meanwhile, tilted her head, her dark curls falling over her shoulders. She held her teddy bear, her big blue eyes curiously watching Lily, as if enjoying an interesting show.
She didn't speak, but the curve of her lips held a hint of amusement.
"Nothing much," Lily took small steps toward them.
She walked very slowly, each step like a heartbeat. "Just want to play a little game of 'house rules' with my new sisters."
She stopped in front of the two, looked up, and despite being the shortest, her presence completely dominated them.
"In this house, there are certain rules. The first, and most important one..." Lily's lips slowly curved into a wicked smile, and deep within her pure black eyes, crimson flames seemed to dance, "...is knowing who's really in charge."
The moment her words fell, Esther and Emma both sensed something was wrong.
The surrounding scenery began to distort; the living room walls flowed downward like melting wax, the chandelier on the ceiling stretched and warped, transforming into a massive, bloodshot eyeball, staring fixedly at them.
Illusion!
Alarm bells rang in Esther's mind. She wanted to scream but found she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to back away, but her body was frozen in place.
"Game on," Lily's voice seemed to come from all directions, with overlapping echoes, full of malicious glee.
The next second, the world before Esther's eyes completely collapsed...
The pungent smell of disinfectant filled her nostrils.
Pure white walls, pure white sheets, pure white ceiling.
A familiar sensation of restraint came from her wrists and ankles—cold leather rubbing against her skin.
This was... the Saarne Institute!
Esther—or rather, Leena Klammer—suddenly opened her eyes.
She found herself firmly bound to a hospital bed by restraints, unable to move.
Chapter 42: Welcome to the House of Horrors
"No... no!!!" she finally managed to scream, but it was filled with pure terror.
Hadn't she already escaped? Hadn't she already become "Esther" with the Coleman family? Why had she returned to this hellhole?
"Leena Klammer, settle down." A woman in a nurse's uniform with a stern face walked over, holding a large syringe. "You're having another episode. Looks like yesterday's sedative dose wasn't strong enough."
"I'm not Leena Klammer! I'm Esther! Let me go!" She struggled frantically, but the restraints only tightened, digging painfully into her wrists.
"Poor thing, you always imagine yourself to be someone else." The nurse's face showed perfunctory sympathy, but the needle in her hand mercilessly pierced Esther's arm.
The cold liquid flooded into her veins, and a powerful wave of weakness and drowsiness washed over her.
But she couldn't sleep! She knew that if she fell asleep, she'd never wake up again!
Just as her consciousness was about to fade, a sweet, mocking voice sounded in her ear.
"How do you like the 'trip down memory lane' I prepared for you, big sister Esther?"
Lily's figure materialized out of thin air beside the hospital bed. She still looked like a ten-year-old girl, but in her hand was a thick medical file with "LEENA KLAMMER - HYPOPITUITARISM - EXTREME DANGER" written in bold red letters.
"This is... you did this?" Esther's consciousness cleared for a moment. She looked at Lily and finally understood.
This wasn't reality—this was an incredibly vivid nightmare.
"Now then, tell me what you really are," Lily closed the medical file and looked down at Esther.
"I... I'm Esther..." Leena Klammer was still being stubborn.
"Wrong answer." Lily shook her head and snapped her fingers.
The surrounding scene instantly changed. She was no longer strapped to the bed but standing in an art studio, facing her "father," John.
John was looking at her tenderly, but the next second, his wife Kate and son Daniel appeared behind him, glaring at her with murderous hatred.
"It's you, you freak! You tried to seduce John!"
"Kill her! She needs to die!"
The mother and son raised knives and lunged at her!
"No!"
The scene shifted again. She was back in the Saarne Institute, back on that cold bed.
"Now, answer me one more time. What are you?" Lily's voice echoed again.
Fear completely shattered Leena Klammer's last psychological defense.
"I... I'm a thirty-three-year-old woman with a hormonal disorder disguised as a nine-year-old girl..." She used all her strength to utter this humiliating truth.
"Good girl." Lily nodded in satisfaction. "Remember your place. From now on, be a good little 'Esther' and don't get any ideas. Otherwise, we can play this game every single day."
On the other side, Emma's experience was equally nightmarish.
Her world didn't turn into a psychiatric facility but into a frozen wasteland.
She was standing on a frozen lake, and in front of her was her former classmate.
"Emma! Give me back my medal! That's mine!" Her classmate shouted angrily at her.
"You couldn't win it yourself, so why is it yours?" Emma held the gold medal, a contemptuous smile on her face.
This was one of her proudest moments.
She hadn't just stolen the other girl's glory—she'd completely eliminated this annoying rival.
"You thief!" Her classmate furiously lunged at her.
Emma deftly sidestepped, then extended her foot, precisely tripping the other girl, while simultaneously shoving with her hand.
"Ahhh—!"
Her classmate slipped on the ice, the back of her head striking a jagged ice shard. Blood instantly gushed out, staining the pristine white ice crimson.
Emma watched the other girl convulse, slowly losing consciousness, a satisfied smile on her face.
However, the next second.
"Emma! Give me back my medal! That's mine!"
The exact same words, the exact same scene.
Her classmate stood in front of her, perfectly fine, and lunged at her again.
Emma froze for a moment, subconsciously repeating her previous actions.
Push down, head strike, bleeding, dying.
"Emma! Give me back my medal!"
Again!
Push, die.
"Emma! Give me back my medal!"
Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times...
The initial thrill gradually turned into numbness, eventually evolving into irritation and dread.
This "masterpiece" she was so proud of had become an inescapable, infinitely looping nightmare.
"Just stay dead already!" Emma finally snapped. She screamed, no longer pushing the other girl down methodically, but pouncing on her, trying to strangle her with her hands, bite her with her teeth.
But each time, when the other girl "died," everything would reset.
Just as she was about to be driven insane by this endless loop, Lily's figure appeared beside her.
She didn't speak, just quietly watched Emma, a hint of amusement on her face, as if watching a bug struggling in a jar.
Emma stopped her actions. She gasped for breath, looking at Lily. She wasn't afraid; instead, a strange fire burned in her blue eyes.
"Is this your power?" Emma's voice was hoarse.
"Do you like it?" Lily asked back.
Emma didn't answer. She just stared intently at Lily, and then, a brilliant, twisted smile slowly bloomed on her face.
"Yeah."
With a soft sound, the illusion shattered like glass.
Emma and Esther simultaneously returned to reality. Both collapsed on the living room floor, drenched in cold sweat, gasping for air.
Lily was sitting on the couch, her little legs swinging, holding a juice box of Hawaiian Punch, sipping it with soft slurping sounds through the straw.
She looked at the two on the floor, tilted her head, and showed an innocent smile.
"Welcome to the family, my dear sisters. From now on, we're gonna get along great."
Emma was the first to get up from the floor. She smoothed out her dress, walked to the couch next to Lily, sat down, grabbed another juice box, and started drinking it just like her.
Esther struggled to stand up. She looked at Lily, then at the disturbingly calm Emma next to her, her blood running cold.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
And in this fire, there wasn't just one demon, but also a sadistic little monster who enjoyed torturing people, and a pint-sized psycho who reveled in chaos.
Things were getting more interesting, and way more dangerous.
Emma took a sip of juice, then turned to look at Lily, her eyes sparkling with twisted fascination.
She realized that this new "home," this new "sister," was far more interesting than she'd ever imagined.
This pure, unfiltered evil—she absolutely loved it.
[Back at Jennifer's house]
Edward emerged from Jennifer's bedroom several hours later, looking refreshed and satisfied.
Jennifer followed him to the door, now fully dressed in casual clothes that somehow looked runway-ready on her enhanced form. The [Threads of Desire] were safely tucked away, but their effect had left a permanent mark—her aura was different now, more alluring, more dangerous.
"When will I see you again, Master?" she asked, her voice carrying that husky undertone that hadn't been there before.
"Soon," Edward promised, kissing her forehead. "You'll know when I need you."
As he walked back to where he'd parked the Fenrir, Edward couldn't help but smirk.
Between the demonic daycare happening at home and his newly awakened succubus, his life was turning into the world's weirdest harem anime.
"At least it's never boring," he muttered, straddling his motorcycle.
The engine roared to life, and Edward headed home, wondering what kind of carnage—or at least what kind of mess—he'd find when he got there.
He had a feeling that his three "little sisters" had been having their own kind of fun.
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