An hour ticked by in a haze of half-finished assignments and preparations for his guest.
The Ero-Points he had gotten from his afternoon tryst with Mio were still lower than usual but he could guess the reason for this ( the original reward likely having depreciated with its availability.)
Just then, the doorbell chimed through the house, a melodic ding that cut the quiet like a starting bell.
And right on cue the system dinged! with a new message.
[Mission Start: Seduce and Conquer Jirou Kyoka aka Earbud babe. Reward: +1,500 Ero-Points, Skill Unlock (Naughty nectar), Harem Slot Progression. Failure to succeed will result in erectile dysfunction for two months. Note: Host should exercise caution on this mission. Stats are still below optimal level for target's submission.]
Rolling his eyes at the system's dramatics, he quickly stood up from his reclining position on the couch and straightened his shirt, brushing a hand through his spikye his hair before jogging to the genkan and sliding the door open with practiced ease.
Jirou stood there, backpack slung over one shoulder, still in her school uniform, her jacket hanging open on her slim frame.
"Jirou~" he grinned, eyes glimmering, "You finally came!"
Jirou looked uncomfortable as she stood there, hiking her shoulders higher.
" Yeah…. It's just, yeah." She said lamely.
Clearing her throat, she peered past him into the entryway, violet eyes widening slightly at the sprawling traditional home: polished wooden beams, the faint scent of cedar and incense wafting out with sliding doors leading to unseen rooms.
"Whoa, Tanaka. You live in a freaking mansion?"
Her tone was surprised, but appreciative, a smirk tugging at her pierced lip.
And Rui quickly stepped aside, gesturing her in with a welcoming wave. " Yeah, it's a family place. Been in the family forever. You can take your shoes off at the tatami." He instructed.
As she kicked off her loafers, he called out, "Obāchan! We got company!"
Said older woman appeared from the kitchen hallway, moving with a deliberate, almost floating gait, each step a careful pause, hips swaying as if navigating invisible waves.
Her pink house dress hung loose, a little lopsided at the waist, and a faint sheen of sweat dotted her forehead from the heat of the kitchen.
Mio Tanaka smiled brightly at the sight of Jirou, but there was an airy disconnect in her eyes, like her mind drifted mid-thought. 'Welcome, dear. My name's Mio. I'm Rui's grandmother!" She said brightly, coming close enough to touch the younger girl.
"What can I get you?Tea? Snacks? Make yourself at hom….." Her suddenly trailed off as she steadied herself against the wall for a beat.
"Ahhh.." she whimpered.
At the strange noise, Jirou tilted her head at the older woman, her eyes watching curiously. "Uh, nice to meet you, ma'am. Are you okay though? You seem a bit... Out of it."
Obāchan waved it off with a light laugh. "Just old bones, sweetie. Nothing a good sleep won't fix."
Beside jirou, Rui bit back a chuckle, amusement sharp as a blade.
Obāchan must have shifted the plug in her ass when she walked over, the toy definitely digging into the nerves there and making her weak-kneed. Clearly she could do with more time with the device in her.
Clearing his throat, he placed a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"C'mon, Jirou. My room's this way. My granny can get us a snack later."
He led her down the hall, leaving Mio to trail back to the kitchen, her footsteps whisper-soft and halting.
He led her inside his room, his futon neatly dressed in the corner, desk cluttered with notes, a low table holding the stack of research printouts he'd 'borrowed' from the library sitting Infront of the futon.
Wordlessly, they settled on the edge of the futon, knees almost brushing, the air between them humming with an unspoken tension.
The earphone jack user looking very uncomfortable crossed her arms over her small chest, face set in a defensive position.
"Look, Tanaka, I'm grateful that your trying to help me and even getting all these books for me, but it doesn't mean I can offer more than that. so no funny business, alright? I'm here for quirk tips, not any of that dating stuff. I want to be a real hero. Not your girlfriend."
She didn't need to worry about him wanting to date her, Rui just wanted wanted to make her his personal cumdump.
Nothing much really.
Outwardly, Rui widened his eyes innocently, sliding the top book her way, a dense tome on audio-based quirk enhancements. "Hey don't worry, I don't want any of that too. Scout's honor. I just want to help you. Now, Read up on page 167, It's really interesting." He said earnestly
She nodded sharply, "Good. Keep it that way." With that said, she picked up the book and flipped to the aforementioned page.
He watched her read through it, purple hair falling over her face in concentration.
Then, timed his first subtle push at conquering her.
Leaning back just a fraction, voice dropping to a soothing murmur, he activated Gentle Compulsion.
He wasn't going to go all out with the skill and started commanding her.
According to his stats, she was still way out of his league (His current level at gentle compulsion only being able to fully conquer target's below the thousandth range) and the system had said he should be more cautious, so he was going to seduce her into this as much as possible.
"Man, Jirou, you must be feeling the heat in here already. Summer's no joke, even with the screens." he said, fanning exaggeratedly at his neck, eyes growing darker with the influence of the skill.
Jirou paused mid-read, a faint flush creeping up her neck.
She shifted, tugging at her collar self-consciously
"Yeah... it's kinda stuffy. Which is really Weird."
A few more minutes passed in a companionable fashion, Rui doling out more compulsion ridden suggestions, (Why don't you relax more, come on sit back~ wow you look really flushed, it must be smouldering in here! That jacket looks really thick, it's probably weighing you down; why don't you take it off ) each one weaving the influence deeper.
By the half hour mark, sweat was beading on her temple and her cheek's were flushed.
Finally, she shrugged off the blazer, tossing it aside with a huff.
The uniform shirt clung slightly to her frame now, outlining the modest swell of her chest. "Ugh, what the hell? It's like a sauna in here don't you have any AC!" She fanned herself, jacks flicking irritably.
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