The wooden door creaked softly behind him as Arahan entered his room, heart still drumming from the events that just unfolded.
He leaned back against the door, eyes briefly closing.
He still remembers her kiss, her beautiful lips…
The feel of her back… the way she melted into his touch—it had caught even him off guard. He hadn't expected her to go through with it. Not like that.
He walked over to his cot, pulled out the thin bedsheet, and dropped onto it, staring at the ceiling fan whirring tiredly above.
Then, almost instinctively, he thought:
"Open System Panel."
The familiar blue-gold screen shimmered into existence in front of his eyes—text glowing softly in the dim room.
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🌸 Flower-Breaking System 🌸
Host: Arahan
Age: 18
Profession: Village Teacher's Assistant
Level: 1
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🧠 Attributes
Health: 5.4 / 10 (Linked to Geetanjali)
Stamina: 4.6 / 10 (Unlocked)
Strength: 3.1 / 10 (Linked to Sabiha)
Agility: 3.0 / 10 (Linked to Kavita)
Intelligence: 5.6 / 10 (Unlocked)
Charm: 7.1 / 10 (Linked to Sabnam)
Lust: 1.0 / 10 (Unlocked)
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💰 Wealth
On-hand Cash: ₹128.00
System Wallet: ₹2600.00
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💞 Relationships
Geetanjali: 17/100 (Warming Comfort)
Sabiha: 14/100 (Playful Curiosity)
Kavita: 4/100 (Growing Curiosity)
Sabnam: 9/100 (Silent Tension)
Others: —
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Arahan exhaled slowly, eyes flicking over the numbers.
₹2600.
That was more than what he made in half of his salary at his school job.
And the stat boosts…
Lust, Stamina, Intelligence—they were rising just like the others now.
The system panel faded.
He was still thinking about the money.
₹2600.00.
That number kept echoing in his mind. More than half months of his school salary.
He closed his eyes.
And for the first time in a long while, his mind drifted somewhere deeper.
He saw himself as a child, sitting by the railway station, sharing a stale roti with another boy whose name he never even learned.
He remembered the hunger, the long monsoon nights curled under tarps and shop shutters. The kind old shopkeeper who let him sweep the floor in exchange for half a cup of dal.
No mother to wait at the door.
No father to return from work.
No home to call his own.
He was just… a wandering thread in the storm of the world.
Until somehow, years later, his small acts—studying under streetlights, offering to help at a temple school, teaching alphabets to curious children—landed him in Varnapur.
A teacher's assistant.
But still, the money was not even enough for his basic needs.
But now, he feels that with this money, he can do more.
He could do whatever he wanted.
Buy clothes. Eat something beyond boiled rice. Get proper shoes. A better mattress. Soap that didn't smell like clay.
But more than that…
He could finally begin shaping his own fate. Not just surviving—but choosing.
And as he turned over to one side, letting the night wrap around him, the edges of a smile tugged at his lips.
———
The morning light filtered softly through the half-broken windowpanes of Arahan's room.
He sat on the edge of his cot, towel slung over one shoulder, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. A cool breeze stirred the curtain.
But again he remembers the ₹2600 he has.
He started thinking about what to do with this money.
Then after long thinking, he decided to give the rent for this month.
Although, he always pays at the end of the month.
But this time he wants to pay in the advance.
Then he will not have the tension of paying the rent later.
He also decided to pay ₹800 to Kavita for the next month's ration.
He allowed himself a small smile. "Later," he said aloud. "First, a bath."
Grabbing the towel, he stepped outside into the quiet lane leading to the back of the house, where the shared bathroom stood.
It was a modest brick enclosure, the kind most village homes had—toilet and bathing area combined, with a faded blue tin door that didn't quite cover a person's height. A hook outside held towels and fresh clothes.
Arahan slowed as he reached it.
A towel. A blue salwar kameez.
Folded neatly and hanging from the hook.
And from the dress, he quickly remembered that this is Sabiha's dress of Sabiha.
Since Sabiha is inside, he decided to come back later.
But just as he turned back, a new system task appeared.
[Ding!]
[New Task Generated]
See Sabiha taking a bath, and closely observe her every part, especially her breast and vagina.
But be careful, don't let her notice that you are seeing her.
Reward: ₹2000 | +1 Stamina | +1 Lust | +20 Relationship With Sabiha.
Note: Affection blooms in small moments.
Getting the task Arahan was shocked, and he doesn't know if he should take the task or not.
After all, it was morally not good.
But the reward was so tempting, especially the ₹2000.
Arahan hesitated for a moment, his conscience warning with the temptation of the reward.
And in the end, his curiosity and greed won out. He slowly turned the doorknob and cracked open the bathroom door, peeking inside.
The sight that greeted him stole his breath away. Sabiha stood in the bathtub, her back to him as she washed herself.
Water cascaded down her curvaceous body, highlighting every dip and swell. Her long, dark hair was piled atop her head in a messy bun, exposing the graceful curve of her neck.
Arahan's eyes roamed hungrily over her form, drinking in every detail.
He watched as she soaped up a washcloth and began to cleanse her skin, starting at her shoulders and working her way down.
His gaze lingered on Sabiha's breasts, marveling at their full, round shape. They were large and firm, with dark nipples that stood erect in the cool air. The sudsy water clung to her skin, accentuating the gentle swell of her cleavage.
As she washed lower, Arahan held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest. His eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of her vagina, plump and bare, with smooth, hairless lips that seemed to beckon him closer. A small patch of dark curls adorned the top of her mound, contrasting beautifully with her pale skin.
Sabiha's movements were slow and sensual as she cleaned herself thoroughly.
Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Arahan leaned against the wall, his eyes fixed on Sabiha's mesmerizing form as he began to slowly unzip his pants.
Meanwhile, unaware of his presence, Sabiha stepped out of the tub and reached for a towel. As she began to dry herself off, Arahan caught a final glimpse of her toned backside before she wrapped the towel around her body.
Just as Sabiha finished drying herself, Arahan realizing, it was time for him to go.
So, he quietly turned back, hurried back to his room, his mind reeling from what he had just witnessed.
As he lay on his bed, trying to calm his racing heart, Arahan couldn't help but replay the scene in his mind. Sabiha's beautiful body, her smooth skin glistening with water... He felt a stirring in his loins and quickly pushed the thoughts aside.
He had successfully completed the task without getting caught.
A few seconds passed.
[Task Completed!]
+₹2000 (System Wallet: ₹2600 → ₹4600)
+1 Stamina (4.6 → 5.6 / 10)
+1 Lust (1.0 → 2.0 / 10)
Sabiha Relationship +20 → 34/100 (Playful Curiosity)
Arahan smiled to himself, turning away and heading back up the steps.
Not a bad start to the day.
And maybe… after breakfast, he'd finally take care of that rent.
His gaze dropped to the corner of the table, where a bundle of cash sat—₹4600, stacked neatly in notes provided by the system.
"I should pay the rent now… before I forget again."
He stood, slipped ₹1000 into an envelope, and walked out of the room.
Downstairs, the front veranda was shaded. A long steel tumbler of tea sat on the ledge. On a jute mat, Bushra —Sabiha's mother and his landlady—sat peeling peas into a brass plate.
In her late 30s, Bushra carried elegance without trying. A faded green dupatta covered her hair loosely, framing a soft, oval face and light hazel eyes.
Though her features were marked by years of work, there was a grace to the way she moved—silent but dignified.
"Aunty," Arahan said gently.
She looked up, surprised.
He held out the envelope. "Advance rent. One thousand. Thought I'd give it now, instead of waiting for the salary."
Bushra blinked. "Oh. That's… kind of you, beta. You didn't have to rush."
"I had it on hand," he said simply. "Just wanted to keep things smooth."
Bushra gave a soft nod, her eyes kind. "That's rare these days. Thank you."
Arahan smiled politely, nodded once, and turned to head back upstairs.
But before he could take two steps—
[Ding!]
[New Task Generated]
Help Bushra Begum with peeling peas.
Sit beside her. Keep the conversation natural and respectful.
A calm mind sharpens the intellect.
Reward: ₹100 | +1 Relationship | +0.1 Intelligence
Note: Tasks involving Bushra focus on enhancing your Intelligence attribute.
Tip: Observe her methods and listen more than you speak.
Arahan blinked. He turned his head slightly and looked at Bushra again, now carefully splitting open a pea pod with her wrinkled fingers.
He sighed lightly, then walked back and lowered himself onto the edge of the jute mat.
"May I?" he asked.
Bushra looked up, eyebrows raising slightly in surprise. "You want to help with this?"
Arahan gave a small shrug. "You helped me with shelter. I can spare five minutes with peas."
A faint, amused smile appeared on her lips as she handed him a small steel bowl. "Careful with the skin. If you crush them, they'll go bitter in the curry."
He nodded and began peeling, letting the quietness settle between them.
There was something peaceful about it—the soft pluck of peas into a plate, the calm rhythm of work, the subtle scent of soaked lentils in the kitchen behind them.
Bushra didn't speak much, but she watched him now and then—quiet approval in her gaze.
[Task Completed!]
+₹100 (System Wallet: ₹3600 → ₹3700)
+1 Relationship with Bushra Begum (0 → 1/100)
+0.1 Intelligence (5.6 → 5.7 / 10)
As the bowl filled, she finally said, "You're better at this than I thought."
He handed her the bowl, stood, and nodded again. "I'll be upstairs. Let me know if you need more help."
Hearing it, she smiled and nodded.