I can Use Filthy Game Skills In The Real World-Chapter 87: Compliment!

My fingers itched to trace the line of her jaw but I resisted, not wanting to disturb her sleep.

After some time passed, Allie began to stir in my arms, eventually waking up. Her movements were slow, her body still heavy with sleep.

"You’re awake?" I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Mm..." she answered, rubbing her eyes, still showing signs of fatigue. Her hair was tousled, adding to her charm. She then looked up, meeting my gaze before bringing her lips to mine, the kiss soft, a gentle good morning.

"I was so happy last night," she said with a genuine smile, her eyes twinkling with the memory of our time together.

"I was too," I replied, and we rolled around in bed, sharing our contentment before getting dressed to head downstairs for breakfast. The air between us was light, filled with the afterglow of our intimacy.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked as we entered the restaurant, the smell of fresh coffee and baked goods enveloping us.

"Since we exhausted ourselves so much yesterday, how about we go back to that place from yesterday for some stamina-boosting food?" She suggested, looking quite different today—not like the woman in heat for my seed but more like a satisfied predator. Her confidence was palpable, her posture relaxed and assured.

"I’m fine with anything; you eat what you want." My response was easy, my attention more on her than the menu.

"Mm... Then I’ll have pasta," she decided, her voice decisive, showing her regained energy.

After calling the waiter to order pasta and steak, we waited for our food, and Allie began asking about me, her curiosity piqued.

"By the way, Alex, how old are you?" Her eyes searched mine, genuinely interested.

"Why the sudden interest in my age?" I asked, a bit surprised, my eyebrows lifting slightly.

"I mean, we’ve met twice now, and I know nothing about you." Her tone was teasing, yet there was an undertone of wanting to know more.

’Oh, I was the only one with that knowledge.’ Having already learned her age with my sexual desire eyes, I hadn’t thought much about it, but I realized I’d never told her mine. My mind scrambled for an answer.

"Well... guess I’m between 19-24." I offered, keeping it vague, my lips curling into a slight smile.

"24...? You’re younger than me?" She looked at me in disbelief, her mouth opening slightly in surprise, and I wondered if my customizations hadn’t made me look as young as I thought.

"Do I look old?" I asked, half-joking, my tone light but with a hint of concern.

"No, no, it’s not that. I just thought you were in your late twenties from how you act." She laughed, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Is that a compliment?" My question was playful, my own laughter joining hers.

"Of course, it’s a compliment when someone looks mature." She nodded, her gaze softening, showing she meant it.

Even though I was younger, Allie seemed to view me with a more relaxed gaze than how older people usually look at younger ones, perhaps because she saw me as mature.

Her demeanor towards me shifted subtly, more like equals sharing a moment than someone looking down or up in age.

....

After finishing our meal and conversation, we checked out of the hotel. I stayed with Allie until she got into a taxi since she was still recovering from the intense sessions of the previous day. Once she was safely inside, I quickly hailed another taxi to head home for some gaming.

Upon arriving home, I changed into comfortable clothes, eager to start gaming, but curiosity got the better of me about how much I had cum the previous night, so I checked my Creampie Modification ability.

[Using the Modification Creampie skill on Allie. Amount: xx ]

’Really have to say... we did a lot yesterday.’

....

Normally, Allie would have passed out after about 1 liter of release, falling into a deep sleep, but with the stamina enhancement, she held up surprisingly well, leading to a significant amount being recorded.

"System, what happens if I enhance her stamina again?" I asked, intrigued by the potential.

[With her current physical capabilities, she would possess stamina surpassing that of a marathon runner.]

The system replied, its voice echoing in my mind.

"Three upgrades max for this ability, right?" I asked, confirming the limitation once more.

[Correct.]

The system’s concise response confirmed it. There were various ways to tweak the Creampie Modification, but when it came to physical enhancements, stamina seemed to be the ceiling.

I frowned slightly, pondering the mechanics. "If I level up the Creampie Modification skill, can other physical abilities—besides stamina—be enhanced?"

[It’s possible. However, the effects won’t be as dramatically outstanding as the stamina increase.]

I tilted my head, intrigued. "Why is that?"

[Because humans have inherent limits to their physical capabilities. Exceeding those limits can cause the body to collapse.]

I crossed my arms, mulling over the explanation. "So stamina isn’t restricted in the same way?"

[Any further detailed information on this is restricted to you.]

My brow twitched in irritation. "What? Suddenly?"

The system’s abrupt stonewalling made it feel almost antagonistic, as though it thrived on annoying its users. I gritted my teeth and pushed forward. "Alright... How many women do I need to conquer to unlock that information?"

[That information hasn’t been updated yet. If it updates in the future, I will explain.]

"So, I just wait around for some future update?" I asked, my frustration bubbling over.

[Yes.]

The blunt response was a conversation killer. I sighed, knowing I wouldn’t get anything else out of the system.

Dropping the futile interrogation, I turned to the one thing I could control: progress in the game. With a deep breath, I climbed into the gaming capsule, setting my sights on Lilly.

[You have connected to the game.]

The familiar darkness of the loading screen faded, replaced by the dim glow of evening in the virtual world. The quiet hum of the town around me felt eerily serene.

Having logged off at home last time, I picked up where I left off. I had already drafted a rough plan to win Lilly over, and tonight, I resolved to execute it meticulously. Skipping this phase wasn’t an option—every detail mattered.

’Even if Lilly’s got some dependence on my cum, the fact that she isn’t coming to me outright means it’s not at an extreme level yet.’

The thought gave me a strange mix of relief and urgency. If she could still function independently, there was time to tighten my grip. To do that, I had to reapply the skill I had previously lifted from her.

I opened the interface, my fingers moving instinctively through the menus. With a deliberate focus, I activated the skill. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

[The skill has been inscribed on Lilly.]