Chapter 72: System, You're Sus as Hell, But Damn I Love You
Edward slept like the dead.
When he finally opened his eyes, morning sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting striped shadows across his room.
He stretched, joints popping in a satisfying symphony. He felt more rested than he had in weeks.
Having his own pocket dimension changed everything.
It wasn't just a base—it was a sanctuary. A place where he had absolute control. No matter what supernatural nightmare he faced outside, he could always retreat there and be the god of his own domain.
The sense of security was unmatched.
He sat up, habitually checking his system interface, and his gaze locked on that one item from yesterday's pull that seemed... questionable.
[A Set of Thigh-High Stockings (Black, White, Red)]
[Item Description: Ultimate temptation, silky smooth. Whether worn yourself or given to others, significantly enhances charm.]
Edward's expression became complicated.
Give to others...
A figure immediately materialized in his mind: sexy, seductive, bold, with that voice that could melt steel and those devastating 'Master~' purrs.
Jennifer.
Once the thought took root, it spread like wildfire through dry brush.
"Ahem." Edward cleared his throat, forcing his expression into something serious and professional. He began his mental gymnastics routine.
"It's not like I'm being perverted about this."
"This is a system-generated item. The description explicitly states 'significantly enhances charm'—that's important functional information."
"As a system user, I, Edward Connor, have the responsibility and obligation to test and understand the specific effects and intensity of each item.
This is about being prepared for future situations. It's rigorous, scientific, exploratory academic research."
"Yeah. That's exactly what this is."
After his righteous self-persuasion, Edward felt his behavioral logic become incredibly smooth and justified.
He threw off the covers and, with the determination of a soldier heading into battle, quickly showered and dressed.
He pulled the elegantly packaged box from his inventory, weighed it in his hand, then headed straight downstairs.
Lily, Esther, and Emma sat in the living room watching Saturday morning cartoons, half-eaten bowls of Lucky Charms on the coffee table.
Seeing Edward descend, all three heads turned in unison.
"Morning, Edward," Esther chirped sweetly.
"Morning." Edward nodded, casually asking, "Where's Mom?"
"Mom went to Costco, and Dad drove her," Lily replied, still looking innocent and adorable—as if the demonic entity who'd coldly critiqued Pennywise's "flavor profile" yesterday was just Edward's hallucination.
Edward hummed acknowledgment, said nothing more, grabbed his motorcycle keys, and headed out.
"I'm going out for a bit. You three stay put, no interdimensional trips."
"Got it!" they chimed in unison.
The Fenrir's engine rumbled to life, carrying Edward away in a cloud of exhaust.
His destination was crystal clear—Jennifer's place.
The motorcycle stopped outside Jennifer's suburban house. Edward dismissed it back to inventory and walked to the door, ringing the bell.
The door opened almost immediately.
Jennifer stood there, clearly just woken up. She wore only an oversized men's white button-down that barely reached mid-thigh, leaving her long, pale legs completely exposed. Two buttons hung open, revealing her delicate collarbone and a dangerous amount of cleavage.
Her dark wavy hair fell messily over her shoulders, paired with sleepy, slightly confused eyes that radiated an almost innocent sensuality.
The moment she recognized Edward standing outside, her eyes lit up like Christmas morning. The drowsy demeanor vanished, replaced by pure joy and predatory charm.
"Master~" Her voice dripped honey and sin, "Coming to see me this early? Did you miss me?"
She stepped aside naturally, letting Edward enter, then closed the door behind him with a soft click.
"Just checking in on you," Edward said, walking into the living room while maintaining forward focus, trying to keep his voice calm and steady.
"I'm doing amazing," Jennifer followed close behind like a clingy cat, practically pressing against his back, her warm breath ghosting across his neck. "I can feel my power growing every single day."
Edward stopped in front of the couch, turning to create some distance between himself and the succubus.
He looked at the dangerously alluring woman before him, took a deep breath, and finally produced his 'research equipment.'
He held out the elegantly wrapped box.
"What's this?" Jennifer blinked curiously, accepting the box, anticipation sparkling in her eyes. "Is it a gift for me, Master?"
"It's from the system," Edward explained curtly, maintaining his stern, 'all-business' facade. "The description says it significantly enhances charm. I need you to... test its specific effects."
Jennifer listened, lowered her gaze, and opened the box. When she saw the contents, she paused slightly, then a devastating smile bloomed across her face.
She looked up, sultry eyes filled with playful mischief and knowing amusement. She deliberately drew out her words: "Oh~ So Master wants to see me wear these... You could've just said so instead of making up adorable excuses."
"..." Edward felt heat creep up his neck, but he maintained his position. "This is necessary item testing."
"Sure, sure, testing. I totally understand." Jennifer grinned like a fox who'd just raided the henhouse. She pulled out the black stockings from the box and twirled them playfully around one finger. "So... Master, which do you want to 'test' first? Classic black, innocent white, or sophisticated red?"
"...Your choice." Edward's throat felt dry.
"Let's start with black then." Jennifer winked, collected the box, and glided toward her bedroom with feline grace. "Master, please wait here. Your test subject will be ready momentarily."
Edward sat alone on the living room couch, feeling each second stretch into eternity.
He could hear faint rustling sounds from the bedroom. The sounds were like feathers, gently plucking at his heartstrings, one delicate note after another.
He realized his palms were sweating.
This is scientific research. Academic inquiry. Purely professional interest.
Several minutes later, the bedroom door opened with a soft click.
Jennifer emerged.
She still wore that oversized white button-down, but now, extending from beneath the shirt's hem, were two perfect legs encased in ultimate darkness.
The black thigh-highs clung to every inch of her skin, accentuating her already flawless leg lines, making them appear even longer, more toned, and filled with indescribable allure.
The smooth fabric caught the living room light, creating a faint, mesmerizing sheen.
Edward's breath caught.
The system wasn't lying. This isn't just 'enhanced'—this is nuclear-grade charm amplification.
Jennifer, barefoot, stepped onto the soft carpet, walking slowly toward him with deliberate, measured steps. Each movement seemed choreographed to land directly on his heartbeat.
She approached Edward, bent forward slightly, placing her hands on either side of his knees, effectively caging him between the couch and herself.
A rich fragrance—feminine warmth mixed with succubus aura—completely enveloped him.
"Master," her voice dropped low, taking on husky magnetism, breath like warm silk, "Has the test... begun? What do you think of the results? Has my charm been 'significantly enhanced'?"
Her face hovered inches from his, close enough that Edward could see individual eyelashes and the dangerous glint in her eyes.
Edward forced himself to look away, gaze dropping to the legs wrapped in black fabric.
He cleared his throat and evaluated in the most objective, academic tone possible: "Ahem... From a visual standpoint, the effect is indeed... substantial.
The material also appears very... high quality."
"Just looking isn't enough, Master." Jennifer's lips curved into a wicked smile. "A proper test requires more comprehensive data collection.
Otherwise, how can you write a qualified 'research report'?"
With that, she slowly raised one leg and gently placed her stocking-clad foot on the couch beside Edward, adopting an even more commanding position.
"Come on, Master. You can... personally inspect the material quality."
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