A Truly Audacious Girl!

*Bam!*

The door to my room suddenly slammed open, startling me a little. If not for the fact that I had left my deep state of cultivation for a few moments, I could've received some very serious backlash damage.

My brows furrowed in mild anger, yet just as I was about to lash out at whoever was rude enough to barge in like that, a heavenly feminine voice cut through the air:

"Look, darling, it took me half a month, but I finally convinced my father to give me the |Mystical Body Tempering Pill|!" Cela said with glee as she rushed over to me and cupped my hands with hers. "See, see!? Although I had to kneel outside my father's shrine for half a month without moving, I'd do it again if it were for you! Now you can break off your engagement with that wench and marry me instead! Look, here's my dowry for you!"

The mentally unstable pink-haired girl took a round, glistening pill out of her Spatial Ring. She presented it to me with a face that emulated a degree of joy I couldn't even begin to comprehend.

Why was this lass even so obsessed with me to begin with?

If what she said was true, then she must already be beyond the point of simple infatuation. However, for the life of me, I couldn't recall when exactly she became like this.

There was this one time when I became ill and was sent to the same hospital ward as she was. She had gotten very sick far away from home and was thus sent to the one I was in—which belonged to my family.

At first, I talked to her out of boredom, but seeing as how cold and emotionless she was back then, I didn't even receive so much as a nod. She ignored me like I didn't even exist, and it stayed that way for days.

But eventually, she did start to talk. What she said couldn't in any way be interpreted as nice things, but for some reason, finally seeing her open up sparked the competitive spirit in me. And from that day onward, I took it as a personal challenge to get Cela to absolutely adore me.

It took months and a bit of pretending to be sick even after I got better, but ultimately, I got her to sing praises of me for hours on end—

'Oh, wait, sh*t… The creation of this insane chick is totally my fault, isn't it…?'

Unbeknownst to myself, my top-tier manipulative nature somehow made a little girl my #1 fan.

Damn… Sometimes, I start to think that perhaps I've been overpowered since the very beginning. I mean, just look at what I accomplished with just a bit of handsomeness and persistence—

[Nope! Sorry to burst your over-inflated bubble, but this was almost entirely due to the effects of your 1st Title!]

See? You even said almost, which means that my awesomeness did have a part to play in making this crazy Yandere! Ha!

[Whatever you need to tell yourself to help you sleep better at night, Dear Host.]

Tch, such an a*shole!

Before the Attribute Farming System, I believed myself to be the biggest douchebag to ever exist, but only after its appearance was I able to see Mt. Tai.

However, in spite of my patronizing thoughts, the Yandere was staring up into my eyes with spiraling heart-shaped pupils. To me, it looked like she wanted to tie me up and throw me into her basement.

Something I definitely wasn't into!

*Wink, wink!*

"Well, well, pretty Miss Cela," I said in a tone far different from the way I spoke to her two weeks ago. "If I had known you were stopping by, I would've made proper accommodations. And this |Mystical Body Tempering Pill| that you speak of… well, why don't we discuss it over there?"

I pointed toward a large, circular table located in the eastern area of my huge, lavish room. I then subtly pulled my new Sugar Mommy over to the table with just the right amount of touching. I used two fingers and placed them on a spot on her lower back, making contact with the fabric sitting over her spine.

This was a little trick I learned in my 71st Lifetime as the grandson of a wanton nightworker. Though, instead of this nightworker being my mother, it was my father—a man famed throughout the district for being the best at pleasing a woman.

Since I was a baby at the time, he would often leave me in a crib to watch as he played with women like putty in his hands. It was incredibly impressive, to be honest.

"So, tell me, lovely Miss Cela," I said while covertly eyeing the glowing silver pill in her hands. "What can I do for you to take that heavy-looking pill off your hands?"

"Marry me!"

"...Anything else…?"

"Uhn-uh! Wait… Maybe a kiss…"

Liking the compromise, I turned my head to the side and tapped my cheek. "Go on, then," I said. "Kiss to your heart's content."

"Really!?" Cela asked, practically erupting in happiness. "Can I really kiss you!?"

"Of cours—"

Before I could finish what I wanted to say, the pink-haired Yandere closed the distance at a speed I couldn't properly react to.

She turned my head to face hers, then she…stole my lips for herself!