Infinite Evolution: My Idle Evolution System-Chapter 221: Perhaps He Likes Men...?

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"But he’s merely from a Trial Floor! His power will not make a difference in Yggdrasil! He’ll be out in the first round—"

"Surprises often come in the strangest of forms," said Carmilla, her voice like honey in her husband’s ears.

That, or the words of a hypnotic she-devil…

Either way, Alaric, the pushover, couldn’t retort. He frowned, then entered deep thought, and finally, he said, "Very well… But only a single drop of Rank 6 Vampire Blood shall be given to him to upgrade his Bloodline! Anything past that will have to be earned by him."

Bella furiously nodded before leaping. She wrung herself around his neck, rubbing her cheeks against his. "Thanks so much, Daddy!! I promise that you won’t regret this!! My Husband—here I come!!!" Experience new tales on novelbuddy

With that, Bella transformed into a bat and escaped through an open window before speeding off into the distance.

"...I’ll definitely regret all of this…"

"Fufu~" Carmilla giggled cheekily. "Perhaps this is how our baby girl either hooks this guy or finally comes to terms with her misdeeds and rejection. But I do wonder… Is she not aware of what one of the prizes that the contestant who takes home Gold will get this Century?"

Alaric scoffed. "It doesn’t matter. That womanizing bastard’s son will never make it past even the Preliminaries with his level of strength. Forget winning it all, I doubt he’ll even make it past the front door!"

Carmilla giggled. "Only time will tell, my dear." Then, her eyes misted over. "Now, what say we have a little time to ourselves~? You’ve been wanting to try that hand thing, haven’t you~?"

Alaric nearly salivated at the mouth.

Once again, he would be bent to the will of his Succubus of a wife…

Oh, the woes…!

— Meanwhile, in Hoshito, Japan, Earth —

FWIP!

Cassius just returned home and was immediately greeted by a stunning blonde-haired beauty as soon as he walked through the front door. There she was—Aya—standing there in one of his loose t-shirts and a pair of pink-laced underwear. Her hands, which were sleepily rubbing her eyelids, were suddenly put down.

She saw him.

They looked at each other, each silent.

Then, Aya’s cheeks became redder and redder, until, eventually, she screamed. "Ahhh! Y-You pervert…! S… Shtupid big brother! So, so, so shtupid!!"

*Thud, thud, thud.*

Her hurried footsteps reverberated as she raced up the main marble stairway of their mansion. A loud door slam followed.

"Well… That could’ve gone better…"

[Indeed… Host has negative aura… When a woman of any kind sees him, they immediately flee… How does one go about acquiring this Skill? I, the System, wish to add this to the database.]

*Bzzzztt—!*

Even Lilith—in tattoo form—vibrated in a low hum, clearly conveying its disappointment as well.

"You two…" Cassius went to say something, but just ended up sighing. "I promised Aya that date this weekend; perhaps I can smooth a few things out with her then…"

[Good luck with that! (He’s definitely going to f*ck it up.)]

Lilith agreed with a slight buzz.

Silence.

It was extremely quiet…

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Until it wasn’t.

"What was that scream all about?"

A soft, melodic voice found its way into the ears of a devilishly handsome man who just couldn’t seem to catch a break today. He bleakly shifted his gaze toward the source of the voice, with him quickly laying eyes on an alluringly beautiful silverish-blue-haired woman wearing tight dolphin-patterned pajamas. But with how large her soft bosom was, several of the pajama’s buttons appeared to be on their last legs. They looked as if they were attempting to hold two parts of a massive boat from breaking away from one another.

Magnificent.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" Stella got close to him, with her voluptuous mountains of jelly jiggling all up in his peripheral vision.

’I think I need a larger field of view, because my screen just isn’t big enough to render anything else right now,’ Cassius thought to himself, yet vocally replied, "Yes, I can hear you. I was just spaced out for a second."

Stella carefully inspected his expression. "I see… Well, anyway, what was that about with Aya?"

"Nothing much… I just don’t think she was expecting male company—dressed like that."

"Ahh, yeah," said Stella. "We thought you would be gone longer than you were. Which reminds me, there’s also someone else dressing a bit—"

"What was that ruckus just now?"

Walking around a corner was the gorgeous MILF who took up residence in the Steele Mansion. Her silky hair; long and golden, her eyes like pools of liquid gold, her milk makers like round and supple hilltops. Then, there were her child-bearing hips and donkalicious a*s, well… nothing more needed to be said there. The tantalizing sight presented before Cassius’s innocent, virgin eyes was words enough.

Sasha’s expression drastically changed when she saw just who was standing in the middle of the wide hallway. Slowly, she looked down at her barely dressed upper half, noting what was most definitely a slipped-out pink nipple. Then, with an explosion of smoke from both her ears, she ran back around the corner she just came out from.

"C-Cassius… Forg—"

"Already forgotten," said Cassius, his tone reassuring. "It’s very dark in here, after all."

While gradually sliding down an unseen wall in embarrassment, Sasha faintly smiled. Her heartbeat quickened unnaturally, prompting her to tightly clutch the area above her heart. ’W… What is this I’m feeling right now…? I shouldn’t be… I can’t. I’m married. So then why…??’

"Seems like Master is being productive as always."

A different voice sounded out this time, coming from a small mahogany dining room table that sat under a dim lightbulb glow. Sipping tea while looking at recent news related to one of many consecutive terrorist attacks on Russia was the tan-skinned goddess-like woman—Hellion.

"Why are you always sitting ominously like that…?" Stella asked.

"Because my Master likes a woman who quietly observes," replied Hellion.

"He does??"

"Who knows? I was kidding."

"...."

Hot air escaped Stella’s pursed lips. "All the girls who call you Master are insufferable, Cassius. This one most of all. Humph!"

She got her hopes up and everything! But nope, back to square one she went! Still completely in the dark about what Cassius’s ideal type was!

Perhaps he likes men…?

No, surely not…