"Brother Kael!" my Third Stepsister yelled, her bright voice echoing across the large bedroom.
She practically slammed her woven basket of fruits onto a nearby mahogany table and sprinted toward my bed. This was Elara. She was eighteen years old, full of endless energy, and completely oblivious to the massive tension she had just interrupted.
Lady Seraphina was standing near the foot of my bed, fanning her bright red face with her hands. She looked exactly like a teenager who had just been caught reading a dirty magazine.
"Mother?" Elara blinked, finally noticing the powerful 8th Circle Mage looking like a boiled tomato. "Are you okay? You look like you have a massive fever."
"I am perfectly fine," Seraphina said, quickly clearing her throat to hide the slight tremor in her voice. She smoothed down her purple silk dress, desperately trying to rebuild her elegant noblewoman image.
"I was merely conducting a deep inspection of Kael's broken mana channels. However, the air in this room has grown uncomfortably warm. I must go instruct the head maid to open the windows and bring us some fresh tea. And... a very large pitcher of cold water."
Before Elara could ask another question, my Third Mother turned gracefully and walked out of the heavy wooden doors.
Her pace was a little too fast to be considered normal, proving she was still making a rapid, strategic retreat.
I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing out loud.
"Mother is acting so weird today," Elara muttered, shaking her head. But a second later, her attention locked right back onto me.
Her large, dark eyes instantly filled with thick tears. "Oh, Brother! You are finally awake!"
Elara did not hesitate. She dove directly onto the mattress and wrapped her arms tightly around my waist, burying her face into my chest.
She was not as incredibly endowed as her mother, but she was still a beautifully developing girl with a very soft, slender frame.
I naturally reached out and patted her dark hair.
"I am okay, Elara. I am back," I said softly, playing my role to absolute perfection.
Right on cue, the familiar blue screen popped up in my vision.
[ Target: Elara Valerius (Third Stepsister) ]
[ Age: 18 ]
[ Affection Level: 88 / 100 (Extreme Sibling Attachment, Deeply Clingy) ]
[ Arousal Level: 05 / 100 (Currently purely emotional) ]
I smiled. The Valerius family might be full of terrible, abusive men, but the women were an absolute goldmine of affection.
Elara had always worshipped the ground the old Kael walked on. Because he was so weak and bullied, her protective sisterly instincts were permanently dialed up to maximum.
"First Brother said you slipped and fell down the ravine," Elara sobbed into my shirt. "He said you were just being clumsy.
A cold flash of anger spiked in my chest. So that was the cover story my arrogant stepbrother used.
He kicked me off a cliff and told everyone I tripped like an idiot. I mentally added a few extra painful steps to his future ruin.
"It was an accident," I lied smoothly. I could not accuse the golden child of murder yet. I had zero proof and zero political power. "But I survived. So you can stop crying now."
Elara sniffled and slowly pulled back. She wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve, looking at me closely.
"You look different," she said, tilting her head like a confused bird.
"Different how?" I asked, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
"Your eyes," she whispered. "They usually look so sad and tired. But right now, they look really pretty. They are practically glowing."
I let out a relaxed sigh of relief. She did not suspect anything magical. She was just admiring my upgraded genetics.
"Maybe the fall knocked some sense into me," I joked easily.
Elara giggled, a bright and musical sound. Her gloomy mood instantly vanished. She quickly crawled off my lap and grabbed the fruit basket from the table.
She pulled out a small, perfectly round red apple and a silver peeling knife.
"You must be starving," she declared happily. "You have been asleep for three days! I am going to feed you."
"I think my arms still work, Elara," I said, trying to reach for the apple.
"No!" She playfully swatted my hand away.
"You are recovering! You need to rest every single muscle. Let your cute sister take care of you."
I leaned back against the pillows and shrugged. I was not going to argue with free service. Back on Earth, I had to microwave my own frozen dinners. Having a beautiful noble girl peel fresh fruits for me was a massive lifestyle upgrade.
She carefully sliced a piece of the sweet apple and held it up to my lips. I opened my mouth and ate it. It tasted incredible.
As she fed me the second slice, a drop of sticky apple juice fell onto my chin.
"Oops, hold still," Elara laughed. She reached out with her bare thumb to wipe the juice off my skin.
The moment her skin touched my face, my passive skill woke up.
Electrifying Touch.
Elara froze. Her thumb was still resting against my chin. She let out a tiny, confused gasp. I watched her dark eyes widen in pure shock as the sudden wave of euphoric pleasure hit her nervous system.
"Ah..." she whispered softly.
Just like her mother, a deep pink blush rapidly spread across her pale cheeks. Her breathing hitched, instantly becoming much shallower and faster.
She stared at my lips, completely lost in the sudden, overwhelming sensation.
I did not move. I just looked at her with my glowing red eyes, letting the passive skill do all the heavy lifting.
Ding.
[ Target: Elara Valerius ]
[ Age: 18 ]
[ Arousal Level: 25 / 100 (Rising Rapidly) ]
[ Passive Skill 'Electrifying Touch' is highly effective. ]
[ +10 Taboo Points generated. ]
[ Target is generating continuous intimacy. ]
[ +5 Taboo Points. ]
Unlike Seraphina, Elara was an ordinary human with barely any mana. She had no magical defenses and no high-level awareness.
The raw pleasure of my touch hit her directly with zero resistance.
Her hand began to tremble slightly against my jawline. She looked completely mesmerized.
"Brother..." she breathed out, her voice entirely different from her usual energetic tone. It was soft, sweet, and incredibly needy. "Why does your skin feel so... so warm?"
"I do not know," I whispered back, making my deep voice sound as gentle as possible. "Does it feel bad?"
"No," she stammered, biting her lip. "It feels... really good."
She slowly moved her thumb, gently tracing the line of my jaw. She was completely intoxicated by the feeling. The System notifications kept ringing in my head like a casino jackpot.
Ding.
[ +5 Taboo Points. ]
Ding.
[ +5 Taboo Points. ]
Ding.
[+5 Taboo Points.]
[ Congratulations! The Host has successfully gathered 50 Taboo Points. ]
[ The System Shop is now officially unlocked! ]
My eyes lit up. This was exactly what I was waiting for.
I gently grabbed Elara's wrist and pulled her hand away from my face. I gave her a warm, protective smile.
"You should probably go tell my First and Second Mothers that I am awake," I suggested smoothly. "Since my two older sisters are still away at the academy, the other Madams must be worried sick about me."
Elara blinked a few times, violently snapping out of her pleasure-induced trance. Her face turned a violent shade of crimson. She realized she had just been staring at my lips and rubbing my jaw like a creep for a solid minute.
"Right! Yes! The Madams!" she panicked, practically dropping the silver knife on the floor. "I will go inform them right now! Stay right there!"
She spun around and sprinted out of the room just as fast as her mother did.
The moment the heavy doors clicked shut, I let out a massive breath of excitement.
"System," I called out in my mind. "Open the Shop."
A massive, glowing golden screen instantly materialized right in front of my face. Right at the very top, a neat little counter displayed my hard-earned currency.
[ Current Balance: 50 Taboo Points ]
Below that, the shop menu was split into four distinct categories: Bloodlines, Skills, Stats, and the Adultery Shop.
I raised an eyebrow at that last one. But considering my System literally rewarded me for seduction and breaking social boundaries, having a dedicated Adultery Shop made perfect, twisted sense.
I immediately tapped on the Skills category. My gamer heart pounded in my chest as the list of available abilities scrolled down.
[ Passive Skill: Boosted Stamina ]
[ Cost: 400 Taboo Points ]
[ Description: Permanently increases physical endurance and recovery speed. Essential for long battles. ]
[ Skill Book: Basic Martial Arts ]
[ Cost: 500 Taboo Points ]
[ Description: Installs the fundamental techniques of close-quarters combat and footwork directly into the user's brain. ]
[ Skill Book: Aura Manipulation (Beginner) ]
[ Cost: 4,000 Taboo Points ]
[ Description: Forcibly opens the user's blocked mana channels to allow basic aura manifestation and strengthening. ]
I stroked my chin thoughtfully, evaluating my options like a true min-maxer.
Gaining 50 points had been incredibly easy, but looking at these prices, I realized the System was not just going to hand me ultimate power for free. I was officially broke.
Aura Manipulation was exactly what I needed to survive the physical threats of this world, but at 4,000 points, it was a distant dream.
Basic Martial Arts and Boosted Stamina were decent, but they would not help me farm more points in my current situation. Punching someone in the face would just get me killed by the estate knights.
I needed an investment. Something that would act as a massive point multiplier.
I scrolled slightly further down, and my eyes locked onto the very next item. A devious grin spread across my incredibly handsome face.
[ Skill Book: The God Hand (Active) ]
[ Cost: 500 Taboo Points ]
[ Description: The Host's fingers are blessed with supreme anatomical knowledge. Massaging a target will instantly cure all physical fatigue, relieve all stress, and forcefully trigger a state of absolute, mind melting bliss. Warning: Highly addictive to the recipient. ]
It was currently locked, but it gave me the perfect goal. I only needed 450 more points. If I could generate 50 points just by letting a couple of beautiful women accidentally touch me, intentionally farming 500 points was going to be a walk in the park.
"Oh, it is over," I laughed aloud to the empty room, a dangerous smirk playing on my lips as I locked my sights on my new farming targets. "My stepmothers and stepsister are definitely in for a treat."