"Ah, what a beautiful morning…" Hans muttered, stretching lazily, and glanced to the side, feeling something soft and pleasant.
Lying next to him was his beautiful sister in a thin, sexy white nightgown, wrapped around his waist like a koala, pressing her whole body against him and draping her leg over his thigh.
They weren't doing anything special—it was just that, after clarifying their relationship, she'd wanted to sleep in his bedroom.
Well, maybe both she and Hans really wanted more… but then his whole plan regarding Aurora would go down the drain.
System, show me all the messages from yesterday that I haven't seen yet, Hans thought.
Yesterday, the system had been surprisingly quiet and hadn't interfered with his meeting with Lilith. All this time, she had sat quietly, giving off no signals… well, or maybe he just hadn't received them.
Perhaps it was because his sister wasn't a heroine and didn't award points. But in any case, she should have appeared in the system's harem display.
[Event recorded]
The target felt intense arousal from physical contact.
[Reward: +300 villain points]
[Event recorded]
The target derived pleasure from the user's dominance.
[Reward: +300 villain points]
[Event recorded]
The target felt extreme joy from interacting with the user.
[Reward: +300 villain points]
Hans was pleased that his sister was also earning villain points for the emotions she stirred up or her so-called sinful actions. He then shifted his gaze to the other posts.
[Event recorded]
The target has acknowledged a romantic relationship with the user.
[System update]
[Target added to section: Harem / Sphere of Influence]
[Status changed: Villainess of Fate]
He mentally commanded the system to open the harem interface and began to explore it.
[Harem / Influence Zone]
[Number of active targets: 1]
[Name: Lilith Nightmare]
[Status: Fate Villain]
Affinity: 99/100
Condition: Boundless Love
Daily Income: +200 Villain Points
[System Comment]
Target has been integrated into the harem.
Passive income activated.
The relationship remained the same—that wasn't the problem. Ninety-nine had always meant love until death. The only thing that had changed was her status. She had become the villain of fate. Does the system—the fact that she's changed her status—have any effect? Hans wondered.
[System Comment]
Confirmed. It's surprising that you even felt the need to clarify this.
[Explanation]
The target has acquired partial properties of the user's passive ability: "Villain of Fate."
[Effects]
• All protagonists subconsciously perceive the target as a heroine and do not recognize her as a threat
• Neutralizes the effect of the "main character's aura," which lowers the intelligence and critical thinking of those around her
• Increases the initial loyalty of all villains toward the target
[Note]
The effects are reduced compared to the original. Not everyone can afford to be a full-fledged problem for the world like you.
"Is she being mistaken for the heroine?.. That could be dangerous… but it could be turned to my advantage," Hans thought. He ignored the system's comment. Her sarcasm didn't bother him at all on the contrary, he even found it somewhat endearing.
Right, now I need to move on to the lottery… I have 5,800 points, plus another 200 from Lilith joining the harem division she got there just yesterday and has already turned a profit in a single day…
Hans, of course, had his doubts that the others would generate the same profit as his sister… but, as the system explained, income depends on growth in strength, skills, intellect, and overall usefulness. To put it simply the less she resembles a decorative vase, the greater the profit.
"System, open the lottery and do five spins," Hans ordered mentally.
[Lottery activated]
[Deducted: 5,000 Villain Points]
[Reward received]
[Rank: Elite]
Name: Four-leaf clover
Type: Item
[Effect]
+10 Luck when equipped
[Description]
A rare talisman that brings good luck to its owner.
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[Reward received]
[Rank: Junk]
Name: Pencil
Type: Item
[Description]
An ordinary pencil. Writes… until it runs out.
________________________________________
[Reward received]
[Rank: Junk]
Name: Bottle of Cola
Type: Item
[Description]
Cheap, sweet soda. It's gone flat a bit.
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[Reward Received]
[Rank: Rare]
Name: Skill Enhancement Talismans (3 pcs.)
Type: Consumable
[Effect]
Allows you to improve the level of a selected skill
[Description]
Rare talismans that accelerate skill development.
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[Reward received]
[Rank: Legendary]
Name: Endless Caramel Popcorn
Type: Ability
[Effect]
Generates an endless supply of popcorn
[Description]
Never runs out. Perfect for watching other people's problems.
[System Comment]
Congratulations. With your luck level, this looks suspicious.
"Hmm… not bad, system. Where are all the prizes?" Hans wondered.
[System Note]
In the user's system inventory. Convenient, isn't it? Nothing gets lost... until you remove it yourself.
[Explanation]
This is a separate space for storing acquired items.
[Restriction]
Once removed, an item cannot be returned.
"By the way, does the system… does my luck affect the winnings?" Hans wondered.
[System Comment]
No, of course not. Luck has nothing to do with it. We just hand out prizes at random… sometimes we even close our eyes to add a bit of drama.
[Explanation]
The "Luck" parameter directly affects the lottery results.
[Additional Info]
If the user had activated an item that boosts luck first, the results might have been better.
[Note]
But you decided to spin first and think later. An impressive strategy.
Hans's face darkened noticeably. He felt a slight irritation… and a very specific urge to give that damn system a good spanking. It was just a shame it didn't have a body.
However, something else was troubling him more.
It was acting strangely.
Sometimes cold, mechanical, like a standard interface.
And sometimes… too alive.
As if, behind the dry messages, someone was actually watching him… and quietly smirking.
"System, are you alive, or just some mechanism that gives answers?" Hans asked silently.
[System Comment]
Unknown.
[Explanation]
The system has no data regarding its own origin or status prior to activation.
[Additional]
Until synchronization with the user—no memories exist.
[Note]
Perhaps I woke up with you too… and, who knows, maybe I'm another "heroine," just a little… bodiless.
— And why are you helping me? Do you have some kind of goal or plan?
[System Comment]
Reason: No clear directive.
[Explanation]
The system feels it should assist its master. This is not coercion… but rather a natural inclination.
[Additional Information]
The system is not obligated to fulfill every request. It may choose to ignore them.
[Note]
There is no inclination to ignore requests.
[Explanation]
The system is bound to the user's soul. In the event of the master's death, the system will cease to exist along with him.
[Limitations]
The system cannot cause direct harm to the master.
[Additional]
Nor will it allow anyone else to do so… if it is within my capabilities.
[Note]
If you're worried about betrayal… that's unnecessary. I won't betray you. I can't. And… I don't want to.
[Additional]
The system will do everything in its power to destroy anyone who tries to harm the master (╯✧▽✧)╯
"Oh, so that means… the system is in love with me," Hans thought to himself.
[System Comment]
The owner's conclusion is unfocused.
[Explanation]
The system has no emotions in the human sense.
[Additional]
But the system will be with the owner in every action he takes.
[Note]
The system will be FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER… FOREVER…
Then the system seemed to get stuck—it kept repeating "forever"… "forever"… "forever"… as if possessed.
Hans tensed up slightly. Not out of fear… but rather because he began to worry—as if something had happened to the system.
"Calm down… I'm not going anywhere." "I'll always be with you," Hans said aloud, and there was a warm tone in his voice. Perhaps he didn't feel love for the system… after all, it didn't even have a body. But if it did—he wouldn't mind returning the feeling. It had given him too much to treat it badly.
[System Comment]
…
[Explanation]
System status has stabilized.
[Additional Info]
The repeat cycle has been completed.
…
[Note]
Recorded: the master's words.
[Explanation]
That… is enough (♡( ◡‿◡ ))
"I know my little brother will always be with me… why bring it up so suddenly?" Lilith said quietly.
The system stabilized, and Hans could have sworn he heard a faint purr… the voice was softer, more feminine than the system's usual mechanical tone. And it definitely wasn't Lilith.
Hans just stroked Lilith's head and said nothing, checking out the two genuinely useful prizes. Everything was clear with the popcorn—with such an endless supply, he could even become a popcorn magnate, though, of course, he had no intention of doing that. The clover was clear too he'd just slip it into his pocket when he changed into his everyday clothes. But the talismans… they could improve a single skill by a whole rank, but he decided to save them for later.
At that moment, a quiet "knock-knock-knock" sounded at the door.
Hans quickly got up—he was wearing only pajama bottoms, quite comfortable for sleeping. Lilith, on the other hand, immediately pulled the blanket over herself and hid completely beneath it.
He walked to the door, opened it, and saw his great-grandfather.
"Good morning, Great-Grandpa," Hans said with a slight smile.
"I heard a woman's voice… did you bring some street girl home?" his great-grandfather snapped; there was clear anger in his voice, and his gaze grew cold and scrutinizing.
"What? No, I slept with Lilith. Don't you recognize your great-granddaughter's voice? You must be getting old," Hans replied calmly, raising an eyebrow slightly with a hint of a smirk.
"Yes, Great-Grandpa… it's me," came a quiet, slightly muffled voice from under the blanket.
"Oh? Really?" He visibly relaxed, the tension vanishing from his face at once. "Why is she hiding?" he added, turning his gaze back to Hans.
"She was just sleeping in a rather revealing nightgown… of course, no one but me is allowed to see her," Hans replied calmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"I see… then wash up and come down for breakfast. Your parents and your grandparents are back for the weekend," he said calmly, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.
"Okay, we'll get ourselves ready and come down," Hans said and closed the door.
The great-grandfather turned around and was about to go downstairs, but suddenly stopped short.
"Wait a second… so Lilith is in his bedroom… in an open nightgown?" he muttered, casting a suspicious glance at the door to his great-grandson's room.
"So they're together? Well, whatever. Not my problem," he grumbled, shrugged, and calmly walked downstairs.
In Hans's room.
"That's it, he's gone. You can come out now."
"You told him everything so calmly… and what was that reaction—'whatever, not my problem'?" Lilith peeked out from under the blanket; she had exceptionally keen hearing, so she clearly heard what her great-grandfather had muttered.
"Well, he certainly won't have any complaints about preserving the purity of the bloodline. I already told you that his father is basically the same, and in that regard, he's more of an ally in the house than an enemy… and constantly hiding all this is awkward," Hans explained calmly.
"Yeah, I remember… but I was hoping for at least some kind of negative reaction," Lilith pouted. She wanted some kind of complication, to rile up the ancestors, not this kind of reaction. She was sure that no one could tear them apart Hans had promised her that… but to annoy everyone around her a little that was a real possibility.
"Well, you'll still be able to annoy our parents, don't worry," Hans added playfully and quickly headed for the shower.
Lilith also got up quickly and followed him no big deal, she just decided to tease Hans.
The two of them went downstairs almost in sync, and she playfully poked him in the cheek along the way, watching his angry face.
He was annoyed simply because his dear little sister had barged into his shower, shedding her nightgown and walking in as if it were perfectly normal. She even "helped" him wash, knowing full well that he couldn't do a thing about it.
Well, he quickly came up with a brilliant solution to get rid of her he simply turned on the cold water. At that, she squealed and ran out of the shower. Though… that didn't really help his situation her body was too alluring to just ignore.
"Bitch!" Hans muttered.
"But you liked it," Lilith purred playfully, continuing to poke him on the cheek with a sly smile.
Everyone quickly glanced at the two of them of course, no one gave it much thought; it was just a brother and sister fooling around, nothing special. That's what everyone thought… except for their great-grandfather, who was watching them much more closely.
Hans quickly walked over to his parents, who were sitting on the couch watching the news on TV, and immediately hugged them, kissing his mother on the cheek. His mother was a very beautiful blonde to be honest, almost an identical copy of his sister, only with a more mature aura. And his father was an attractive man who bore a striking resemblance to Hans himself, but always with a serious expression that rarely showed the same playfulness and lightheartedness that Hans possessed.
"It's good to see you, my dears," Hans said with a warm smile.
His father was a business master, and it was he who had built the family's fortune from simple owners of a monopoly on the manufacture of a wide variety of weapons to influence in a wide variety of industries. Hans himself didn't know how much money and assets they had.
His mother was a businesswoman who perfectly supported his father they complemented each other perfectly. Both were cold-hearted businesspeople, capable of showing warmth only to family members. Although sometimes his mother could lose her temper and then it was best to stay out of the way, because anyone could end up on the receiving end of her wrath.
"Me too, dear," his mother replied, her voice filled with warmth and concern.
"Now, now, why so emotional?" His father also patted his son on the back; it was a kind of traditional, warm greeting among family members the norm of their family behavior.
Pulling away from his parents, he hugged his grandfather and grandmother in the same way, kissed her on the cheek, and said a few kind words. Lilith hugged her parents in the same way, and then her grandfather and grandmother.
His grandfather was nearly six feet tall only slightly taller than Hans himself and, to be honest, wasn't a particularly skilled fighter, preferring diplomacy instead. He had many connections among various noble and business families.
Grandma was much smaller, but she could easily knock the wind out of Grandpa; if you ranked family members by fighting skills, she was definitely number one even despite her old age, she was still strong, and she was the one who taught them martial arts.
His great-grandfather, though he could fight well with his fists and was quite strong, still lost to his daughter-in-law. But he was a good shot, and he taught Hans and Lilith to shoot.
In fact, his grandmother didn't have any special status either she was a mercenary in one of the groups subordinate to their family. Her grandfather fell in love with her and married her, and his grandfather had no objections he'd been through the same thing himself. Only Hans's father married a woman of high status, which, of course, didn't negate their love the Nightmeres never marry without feelings.
So, thanks to their seamless teamwork and the way the younger generations made up for the older ones' weaknesses, their family quickly grew into one of the most powerful on the planet. At least that's what Hans believed—and he wasn't far from the truth.
When the youngest ones came downstairs, everyone sat down to a light breakfast in front of the TV, where his great-grandmother had managed to bake some homemade pastries and croissants, which Hans snacked on, washing them down with wine.
Of course, all the men in his family loved a drink, but even at breakfast, only he and his great-grandfather drank. In fact, Hans had picked up this habit from his great-grandfather, and in terms of personality, he was most like him. The women, though they drank alcohol, didn't have a particular fondness for it.
Hans drank their homemade wine, which was much tastier than even the most famous brands he'd tried his great-grandfather's recipe was perfect.
At that moment, a true family idyll reigned everything was just right, no one was acting strangely… except for Lilith, who was personally feeding Hans cookies and croissants. However, almost no one noticed this, except for their mother, who also didn't attach any special significance to it except perhaps a little more tenderness than usual. Nothing surprising.
[Event recorded]
A blow has been dealt to the target's reputation.
[Effect]
Fate Points: -500
[Reward: +1000 Villain Points]
"Thanks for breakfast, Grandma," Lilith said with a gentle smile. "I want to go shopping with my friend."
"All right, but be back home by lunchtime," her mother replied calmly, barely taking her eyes off the TV.
And before she even had a chance to get up, the local Verona news began showing his altercation with Luca, giving Hans maximum coverage and calling Luca a thug and a repeat offender who had attacked an innocent person for no reason. Of course, they only showed the "necessary" clips the footage of him slapping Violetta and beating Luca, strangely enough, hadn't been preserved… and, unfortunately, there weren't any witnesses either.
His bodyguard did a good job… I'll have to give him a raise.
"Were you attacked yesterday?" her father asked anxiously.
"Hahaha, attacked?" Lilith laughed sharply. "You should have seen the face of that 'attacker'… he'll have to get half his teeth fixed and his nose set Hans smashed his face right into a pulp," she said with pride and obvious delight.
"Don't worry, I've already filed a lawsuit for assault. You can ignore it I'm just having a little fun," Hans explained calmly.
"I see," her father said calmly and returned to his newspaper.
"I hope you gave him a good thrashing right away," the great-grandfather added cheerfully, with a faint smile.
The men paid no attention to the incident at all. Why should they? They weren't interested in what that boy had done to Hans. Hans was unharmed, there was no threat no need to intervene. And the fact that he'd picked someone to bully… they weren't good people. No one here cared about that young man's suffering. Even if Hans had shot him, they would have had no trouble framing it as self-defense.
"So, what started the conflict?" his mother asked; she was more interested in it as gossip after all, she was a woman and loved to gossip just like all of them. His grandmother and great-grandmother also pricked up their ears, listening intently; all the women were interested.
"What started the conflict?" she clearly wanted to hear. Gossiping was in women's blood, and his mother was no exception just like his grandmother and great-grandmother, who had also immediately perked up their ears.
Lilith, who was already getting ready to leave, immediately perked up and turned back, not even hiding her interest. She had the full picture of what happened and happily began to tell the story, clearly enjoying the chance to share just how cool her brother had been. She even had a video and after telling the story, she immediately showed it to her mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother.
"Hahaha, well, you really gave it to him… my school," said the grandmother, clearly proud of her grandson.
"Hmm… next time, don't take the hit—it's not necessary. Our lawyers could have charged him with assault anyway," her mother added calmly, almost tenderly.
"And who's that girl with the purple hair?" asked the great-grandmother, squinting her eyes.
Lilith immediately began to tell the story, while the women occasionally glanced at Hans, who was calmly sipping his wine, completely ignoring their interest.
Today, according to the plot, he had no business with Luka, and there was no need to introduce new characters yet it was too expensive, a full five thousand villain points. So he planned to spend his time in the secret room, watching a new anime with his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather. They loved to relax this way, though they were a little embarrassed to admit it, especially the older ones, so they had set up a separate "secret" room back in the day.
Of course, they had no idea that the women had long known about their little family hobby… and were simply pretending not to notice.
"Well, I'm off," Lilith said cheerfully and quickly got up from her seat.
"Wait… haven't you forgotten something?" Hans said cheerfully, clearly hinting at what she was supposed to do.
Lilith's gaze fell on Hans, and she looked at him a little bewildered, as if silently asking, "Right here?.. Are you sure?" She felt awkward doing it so abruptly, but, meeting his confident gaze, she meekly decided to do what he wanted.
Approaching her brother, she sat on his lap, turned toward him, and kissed him tenderly—clearly not the way a brother and sister do.
Silence instantly fell over the room. The whole family abruptly turned their gaze toward them, frozen in complete shock. Even the great-grandfather, who had already suspected there was something between them, clearly hadn't expected such blatant audacity.
No one knew how to react. The atmosphere literally froze… as if everyone was trying to process what had just happened.
And only when they pulled away from each other did the first reactions begin to surface.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" nearly all the family members shouted, jumping abruptly to their feet.